Chapter 101 The one who teases first is the mean one
"He's so good-looking, he must be a new recruit in the group!"
Ning Yue brought Song Shuyan to the training room.
The girls in the troupe were practicing dancing. Ning Yue took Song Shuyan's hand and tiptoed in through the back door, standing in the corner to watch.
"How is it?" Ning Yue raised her eyebrows, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, her tone full of pride in the girls on the same team.
Song Shuyan nodded in appreciation, "Not bad, not bad!"
The dancing girls are all well-proportioned, tall, fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged, and have waists that can be held in one hand. When they dance, their moves are light and graceful, like fairies under the cold moon.
Before joining the art troupe, her stereotypical impression of performances of that era was that girls wore green military uniforms, painted their cheeks festively red, and sang in chorus.
When the song ended, the girls stopped.
The girl leading the dance glanced over inadvertently, her expression suddenly changed, and she walked over with a frown and an unexpected look on her face.
"Ning Yue, why did you bring outsiders in?" She was three to five centimeters taller than Ning Yue, and she spoke in a condescending manner when she questioned Ning Yue.
He was also very dismissive of Song Shuyan who was brought in by Ning Yue.
Ning Yue's eyes turned cold, and she stared at her without giving in. "There's no rule in the troupe that says you can't bring friends in to watch the rehearsal."
Wang Tingting choked, turned around and pointed the gun at Song Shuyan, "You are not from our group, please leave!"
Song Shuyan shrugged nonchalantly, "Oh."
"Shuyan!" Ning Yue's eyes were full of apology.
Song Shuyan smiled and blinked, indicating that he didn't care about being expelled from the lead dancer.
"Let's go, Ning Yue, there's nothing to see."
"Heh...you're so arrogant!" The little follower who led the dance stood up and looked Song Shuyan up and down with a mocking look.
Song Shuyan tucked a strand of long hair behind her ear and smiled seductively, "What do you think? Am I prettier than you?"
Her gaze shifted from the little follower's face to the lead dancer's, and she raised her eyebrows provocatively, "Better than your lead dancer, she's pretty too, right?"
She added teasingly, "I'm telling the truth, not just boasting."
"You...!" The little follower was furious, but he couldn't say against his conscience that she was not pretty.
Ning Yue chuckled, "So, Wang Tingting, you want to kick Shuyan out because you're afraid that Shuyan will be seen by Sister Ling and snatch your position as the most outstanding person in the group?"
Before Song Shuyan came, Wang Tingting was indeed the most beautiful girl in the group.
"you!"
Wang Tingting raised her hand and was about to slap Song Shuyan in the face.
Song Shuyan was quick-witted and quick-handed, and he grabbed her wrist with lightning speed.
He wondered, "No, comrade, it was Ning Yue who said that to you, why did you hit me?"
Wang Tingting struggled hard but couldn't get free.
“Let go!”
"Let me go so you can continue to beat me?"
Ning Yue's pupils dilated and she was still frightened. She was secretly thankful that Song Shuyan reacted quickly and the slap didn't fall on her face, otherwise she would have felt guilty to death.
She asked Wang Tingting in shock, "No, Wang Tingting, are you sick?"
"Why are you hitting someone when you're fine?"
Wang Tingting ignored Ning Yue and glared at Song Shuyan coldly. She twisted her wrist and continued to struggle, "Let me go, do you hear me!"
Song Shuyan was afraid that she would swing her arms and hurt herself, so he said "oh", let go of her hand, and pushed her back.
The people behind were afraid of being hit and subconsciously avoided it.
“Ah, that hurts!”
Wang Tingting raised her hand and exclaimed.
When she fell, she subconsciously used her palms to support the floor, which scraped the skin off her palms and bled.
Ning Yue looked at Wang Tingting's embarrassed appearance, her eyes began to wander, and she felt inexplicably guilty.
Song Shuyan coughed and kindly reminded them, "You can't blame me. She was the one who started it, and she was the one who asked me to let her go. It was she who lost her balance."
The other girls looked at Song Shuyan and Ning Yue with condemnation.
"How could you do this!"
"You're coming to our group to beat people up, that's too arrogant!"
"The performance is coming up in a few days, and Tingting is injured at this time..."
They were worried that the performance would be affected.
It’s all Ning Yue’s fault!
Why bring an outsider in for no reason?
Ning Yue noticed the other girls' bad looks and glared back, "Hey! Can you guys be reasonable? We just came to take a quick look and were about to leave when Wang Tingting suddenly came over and tried to slap my friend."
"If my friend hadn't reacted quickly, she would have slapped him right in the face."
"Now she's suffering the consequences of her own actions, and you can't tell right from wrong and blame us?"
"What are you doing?"
A majestic voice came from the main gate.
"Sister Ling!"
"Sister Ling!" Wang Tingting's little follower ran to complain, "Ning Yue brought a stranger in and beat Tingting up!"
A big pot fell down.
Song Shuyan was stunned. He widened his clear and watery almond eyes and looked innocently at Sister Ling who was walking towards him, trying his best to deny it.
"I didn't hit her!"
"She wanted to hit me. I grabbed her hand that was about to hit me. She asked me to let go, so I let go. Then she lost her balance and fell."
Song Shu spoke very quickly and recounted what had happened.
Sister Ling is about thirty years old. She has the aura of a leader and a sense of dignity that comes from her without even getting angry.
She is tall, and the neat military uniform she wears makes her look even more heroic.
Her eyes fell on the culprit Ning Yue.
In her opinion, if Ning Yue hadn't brought anyone back, this wouldn't have happened.
Ning Yue stiffened her neck and looked at her stubbornly, "Don't blame me!"
"There's no rule in the group that says you can't bring friends in to have a look and broaden your horizons."
"Besides, we didn't lie. It was Wang Tingting who came over and picked a fight for no reason. She raised her hand to slap my friend. I don't know if she was jealous that my friend was prettier than her!"
"I'm not!"
"I didn't!"
Wang Tingting, sobbing softly, immediately denied it.
Sister Ling's inquiring gaze shifted to Song Shuyan's face, and she looked her up and down without making any expression.
This girl is really pretty.
She has curved dark eyebrows, clear and watery eyes, a cherry mouth, a tall and small nose, and her facial features are so exquisite that they seem like a work of art.
She has a standard oval face with fair and rosy skin, so tender that you can pinch water out of it. She is even prettier than Wang Tingting, the most recognized beauty in the group.
This is a good seedling!
If she joined the art troupe, she wouldn't have to do anything, just stand on the stage and she would be able to charm a lot of people.
It's normal that Wang Tingting wants to drive her away and targets her.
After spending a few years together, how could she not know what kind of people they are?
"Do you want to join the art troupe?"
Song Shuyan was shocked again and looked at Sister Ling strangely.
The other girls were also messy.
no.
"She pushed Tingting and caused her hand to be scratched. Aren't you going to hold her accountable for this?"
Sister Ling glanced at them indifferently with her sharp eyes.
No one said anything.
Facing Sister Ling's gaze that seemed to be able to see deep into people's souls, Wang Tingting felt guilty and lowered her head silently.
Sister Ling glanced at the girls in the group and commented pointedly, "The one who flirts first is a slut. I hope you can remember the lesson today."
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