The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Xia Meng walked to the door of the dance studio and was about to push the door open when she heard someone talking about her inside:

"I heard that Xia Meng was reported?" This was Chen Siyan's voice.

"Really?" This was Xia Bingqing's voice.

Chen Siyan, “It’s true, I happened to pass by Team Tian’s office and heard it.”

"Haha, you really deserve it! Let her be arrogant again!" This was... the voice of a dance team member named Wang Muqiu.

In the past few days, Chen Siyan, Xia Bingqing, and Wang Muqiu have been very close.

Wang Muqiu was a good friend of Xia Bingqing and had always been relatively close. Through Xia Bingqing, Wang Muqiu and Chen Siyan gradually became familiar with each other in the past few days.

There was a hint of insincerity in Chen Siyan's tone, "That's right, Zhenzhen dances so well. If she hadn't caused Zhenzhen's fracture, how would she have gotten her turn? I think she was just jealous of Zhenzhen and deliberately hurt Zhenzhen, It made Zhenzhen’s legs lame.”

Wang Muqiu pretended to be surprised, and she pretended to be very good, but when she spoke, her tone couldn't help but sound fake.

"Hiss! I think what you said makes sense. I really didn't expect that she is so vicious in her heart!"

"Hey, that's enough for you. Anyone with eyes can see how fast Xia Meng is progressing. Her dancing is no worse than Zheng Zhenzhen's!" This was Wang Xiaochun's slightly angry voice.

"Besides, it was Zheng Zhenzhen who made things difficult for Xia Meng first. Xia Meng was just acting in self-defense. Don't talk nonsense."

Chen Siyan, "Hey! Wang Xiaochun, it's useless for you to flatter her, she will be kicked out of the art troupe before long!"

Wang Muqiu said, "Yes, I want to see if you will still be so tough when that vixen leaves?"

"You have gone too far!" Wang Xiaochun's voice became a little hoarse and his tone was slightly choked.

"You don't understand Xia Meng at all. I don't allow you to say bad things about her."

'boom! '

Xia Meng kicked the door open and cast a cold glance. Chen Siyan subconsciously took two steps back, turned around and hid behind Xia Bingqing.

Xia Bingqing's face suddenly became ugly.

Wang Muqiu, who had been very arrogant just now, saw Xia Meng staring at her coldly, and a cold air ran down the soles of her feet and straight up her spine. She became uneasy for no reason, and lowered her head instantly, not daring to look at Xia Meng again.

The bustling dance practice room also became extremely quiet at this moment. Even because of Xia Meng's strong aura, the air gradually became oppressive and dull.

Wang Xiaochun's eyes lit up, "Xia Meng!"

Xia Meng nodded to Wang Xiaochun, with a sincere smile in his eyes. The smile was shallow, but it made people feel warm.

But then, Xia Meng turned his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and slowly walked into the dance studio. His steps were slow, but his aura gradually increased, making everyone in the dance studio feel an inexplicable pressure.

"Say, keep talking!"

Xia Meng finally spoke, and he was completely arrogant when he spoke, "It seems that I didn't hit people hard enough!"

"Some people just don't have a long memory!"

Xia Meng glanced at a few people lightly. Just something like this made Xia Meng take a step back in front of them? Say something nice to them? Easing relations?

Xia Meng said: Get out!

Isn't it just being expelled and leaving the art troupe? What a big deal!

These people take the work of the art troupe as big as the sky, but Xia Meng has no such idea.

Being scolded as a bitch, Xia Bingqing twitched the corners of her mouth and forced out a smile.

"Xiaomeng, don't be like this, everyone just cares about you!"

"It starts again..."

Xia Meng frowned and looked at Xia Bingqing. She looked at Xia Bingqing as if she was looking at something disgusting, with a clear look of disgust.

"Xia Bingqing, do you think I'm a fool?"

"What they just said was for my own good?"

"I think there may be something wrong with your brain," Xia Meng sneered, "You have poor understanding,... your IQ is too low!"

Xia Meng's words were simply calling Xia Bingqing a fool!

Wang Muqiu saw Xia Meng calling Xia Bingqing a fool. As a friend, although she was a little scared of Xia Meng, she still stood up bravely.

"Xia Meng, Bingqing is still your sister no matter what, and you actually scolded her... She has an IQ problem, you are really incompetent! You are indeed a mud-legged person!"

"I was rumored and fought back, but I don't have the qualities," Xia Meng chuckled, "You said bad things about me behind my back. What qualities do you have?"

"You, a person with negative qualities, call me a person with no qualities. Who do you think you are?"

"You deserve it too!"

Wang Muqiu couldn't scold Guo Xia Meng, but he immediately cried in anger!

Her eyes were red, and tears were falling down.

Xia Meng did not accept this, and her attitude became even tougher. She strode to Chen Siyan and Wang Muqiu. Even Xia Bingqing, who wanted to sneak away, was pushed back by Xia Meng.

Xia Meng's eyes moved around the faces of the three people, "I just said it, let you repeat what you just said."

"Say!"

The forced humiliation shone in the eyes and faces of the three of them. Their mouths were tightly closed, and no one spoke.

"If you don't say it, right?" Xia Meng raised his hand and pointed it at Chen Siyan, "If you don't say it, I won't be polite!"

Chen Siyan suddenly remembered the several slaps she received from Xia Meng before. Her face had already healed, but at this moment, the burning pain seemed to envelope her again.

Frightened, Chen Siyan quickly closed her eyes and shouted, "I heard that Xia Meng was reported?"

This sentence was different from the gloating in the low-pitched discussion just now. At this time, Chen Siyan was so frightened that her words were shaking violently and she sounded like she was crying.

After shouting this, Chen Siyan was about to breathe a sigh of relief and followed Xia Meng's wishes. She shouldn't hit herself again, right?

I didn't expect...

"Snapped!"

Caught off guard, Chen Siyan was stunned by the slap. She looked at Xia Meng with blank eyes, aggrieved and scared.

"You... hit me again! Didn't you say: As long as I say those words again, you won't hit me?"

Faced with Chen Siyan's accusing and grievance eyes.

Old God Xia Meng was here, "I'm just saying: If you don't say anything, I won't be polite."

"I didn't say it. If you say it, I'll be polite to you!"

After saying that, Xia Meng looked at Chen Siyan with pity, looking at a fool.

"You are so young, why can't you understand a word?"

"Could it be..." Xia Meng's eyes flickered on the faces of the three of them, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

"...Idiots are also infected?"

This sentence is not very lethal, but it is extremely insulting! ! !

"Whose turn is it next?" Although this sentence was a question, Xia Meng's eyes had already moved to Xia Bingqing.

Xia Bingqing's breath stagnated, she forced herself to remain calm, gritted her teeth, and defended herself.

"I only said four words!"

Xia Meng didn't let her go easily, and asked casually, "What four words?"

The dispute here attracted the attention of the rest of the dance team. Everyone's eyes fell on them, but no one dared to say anything.