"Are all the things ready?" Chen Mengyue stared coldly at the door and said to a boy beside her.
The boy was one of the few contestants who made it to the finals of the Guyun Tiancheng program. He looked cold at the moment and nodded towards the door with his chin. "Don't worry."
Chen Mengyue took a look and nodded with satisfaction.
I looked down at the watch on my wrist. It was five minutes to two.
Then he walked straight to the door.
But he had only taken two steps when he was stopped by Zhou Wanrou.
She also glanced at the two buckets of things by the door and said hesitantly, "Why not just forget it? If the instructors find out, it will have a bad impact."
Chen Mengyue immediately glared at her with dismay, "She even had Teacher Zhou thrown into the river. What's wrong with us venting her anger on her behalf? Otherwise, she'll become even more unscrupulous!"
"Don't worry, Sister Wanrou. Not only will the instructors not find out, but even if they do find out, it's Xie who's at fault first, so they won't be angry."
"If anything really goes wrong, I'll take the responsibility. No one will blame you."
Zhou Wanrou glared at her: "Is that what I meant?"
Chen Mengyue took her arm and said with a smile: "Of course I know you don't mean that. It's just a casual remark. Okay, okay, Sister Wanrou, don't worry. Nothing will happen. Just stay away and watch."
Zhou Wanrou looked at the door with some embarrassment, but finally nodded with a sigh: "Then you should be more careful and don't go too far."
Chen Mengyue made repeated assurances, but immediately turned around and winked at the boy Qin Zifan.
*
When Xie Xihe arrived at the hotel, there were still twenty minutes before the training camp started.
The program crew arranged check-in a day in advance, and the luggage was delivered by the family driver yesterday. Xie Xihe returned to the room, changed into training clothes, and went downstairs to the training venue.
The training ground was a banquet hall rented by the program team from a hotel. They cleared out the original tables and chairs, placed large floor-to-ceiling mirrors on the four walls, and put some equipment in it to make it a training venue.
It was exactly two o'clock when Xie Xihe arrived. The doors of the training ground were all closed, so she walked towards the nearest door. However, when she reached out to push the door, she paused and looked up.
There was an indistinct emotion in her radiant peach blossom eyes. Xie Xihe withdrew his hand, raised his foot and kicked hard, and the door in front of him immediately opened.
The doors of hotel banquet halls are usually very heavy. Even if an adult man uses all his strength, he can only push them open slowly. But when Xie Xihe kicked the door, it was as if it was equipped with a spring and it bounced out with a whoosh.
The speed was so fast that the person hiding behind the door had no time to react!
Qin Zifan was still holding the brush washer, but before he could even move his hands, the door bounced towards him and hit him, causing him to see stars and fall to the ground.
The specially concentrated ink in the brush washer poured down on his head, instantly dyeing his entire face black.
Behind the other door, Chen Mengyue was stunned and stood there, unable to react for a moment.
When she came to her senses, Xie Xihe was already standing in front of her.
The girl's peach blossom eyes were sparkling, but they seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making it difficult to see her gaze clearly.
Chen Mengyue shuddered for no reason, a chill rising from the soles of her feet and rushing straight to her forehead.
Before he could react, he had already taken a step back unconsciously: "You...what do you want to do?"
Xie Xihe pursed his lips and smiled: "Shouldn't I be asking you this?"
She glanced at the brush washer in her hand, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "I'm lucky."
There were two doors, and she kicked one at random, but it just happened not to hit her side.
But what is hers will never escape.
Xie Xihe's eyebrows suddenly turned cold, and he easily snatched the brush washer from Chen Mengyue's hand and fell on her head.
Bright red ink poured down from the brush washer, sank into the top of the head, and flowed down through the gaps between the hair, forming countless tiny streams, immersing Chen Mengyue's entire face in bright red.
Shaped like a midnight ghost.
ferocious.
fear.
Chen Mengyue looked at herself in the floor-length mirror, who looked more like a female ghost than a female ghost. After a start, she finally screamed!
"ah!!!!"
The shrill and sharp sound spread throughout the banquet hall and also reached the ears of the two mentors who had just arrived outside the door.
Qin Mei and Zhang Jingru looked at each other and immediately quickened their pace to rush over. They just saw Chen Mengyue rushing towards Xie Xihe like a madman, but before she could get forward, Xie Xihe stretched out his leg and kicked her to the ground easily.
The girl had an extremely characteristic little face, and was extremely beautiful, but at this moment, a hint of evil emanated from her inner being.
She glared at Chen Mengyue, her voice casual and light: "Come again."
Two instructors: "..."
He twitched his lips, not knowing how to react.
It was Qin Mei who reacted first. She frowned and walked forward: "What's going on?"
The stunned students in the room reacted instantly, exchanged glances quickly, and gathered around.
Most people moved towards Chen Mengyue, only Meng Ke and another boy walked quickly to Xie Xihe's side.
Meng Ke had been training on his own until Chen Mengyue and Qin Zifan were guarding the door on either side. He then realized something was wrong and immediately tried to stop them.
But Chen Mengyue and the others had already taken her into consideration, and immediately sent several people to block her, preventing her from getting any closer.
It was not until everyone left that I was able to escape.
Meng Ke's expression was very ugly. He looked Xie Xihe up and down and asked, "Are you okay?"
Xie Xihe glanced at her: "What do you think?"
Meng Ke stared at her for a while, mainly looking at her feet, and she didn't look like anything was wrong.
As he breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but kick the tip of her shoe: "Are these shoes special?"
How could he kick the door open so quickly?
Xie Xihe: "...It has nothing to do with the shoes, it's just that I'm strong."
Meng Ke glanced at her with a look that said, "Do you think I believe it?"
Xie Xihe: “…”
While the two were talking, Chen Mengyue had already told her two mentors about her experience while crying.
"Qin Zifan and I were just about to go out and clean the pen washer when Xie Xihe suddenly kicked the door open. I don't know what she was doing. Not only did she knock Qin Zifan down, she also poured all the dirty water from the pen washer onto my head!"
Chen Mengyue was almost mad with rage. She cried and gritted her teeth, saying, "Teacher Qin, Teacher Zhang, I will never let this go. I demand that Xie Xihe be kicked out of the program team!!"
Her face was already stained red by the ink, and now with the gritting of her teeth, it suddenly became even more ferocious. Even Qin Mei and Zhang Jingru couldn't help but look away, not daring to look any longer.
But things still needed to be dealt with. Qin Mei glanced at Xie Xihe, then at the two people who were in a state of extreme disarray, and pressed her brows: "Clean up first and go to my room."
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