Yea, coward!

The time for the party is approaching day by day, and all classes are in full swing for the final rehearsal training.

In the end, Jiang Yun didn't choose anything, but casually tied his short, shoulder-length hair into a low ponytail, exposing his forehead, and a few strands of untied hair hung by his ears, fluttering in the wind.

She is tall and slender, and when she walks in a suit, she does not have the taste of a nobleman in the middle ages.

Her charm is mixed with femininity, her every move is generous and elegant, and her appearance can make people look dumbfounded, so she can't find anything wrong with it.

Pan Xiao was quite satisfied with this appearance.

It was the last rehearsal, Pan Xiao pulled Jiang Yun and Ning Meng aside to discuss.

"Do you want a rehearsal for kissing there?"

This week, the drama was rehearsed no less than ten times from beginning to end, except for the scene where the two kissed.

Pan Xiao naturally hoped that the performance would go smoothly without any problems. She also believed that the two of them would be able to perform that way during the official performance, but they hadn't rehearsed before, so she was very panicked.

After all, the matter of kissing was a little more intimate, and she didn't dare to make a decision for them.

Jiang Yun didn't express his opinion, but glanced at Ning Meng. (Please add Junyang: [-])

Ning Meng answered hesitantly: "It's better not to..."

Seeing Pan Xiao looking over, she said reassuringly: "Anyway, I can just open my eyes after being kissed by Jiang Yun. I've rehearsed the subsequent plot, so it's fine."

It was rare for Ning Meng to raise an opinion, so Pan Xiao patted her head, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The final rehearsal went on as usual.

Pan Xiao compressed the whole story into 10 minutes. She hoped that every minute there would be explosive points and conflicts to catch the audience's attention, making the story exciting and compact.

The story came to an end.

Bai Xue lay on the flower bed with her eyes closed, pushed forward by seven gourd babies, and met a rich second generation from a neighboring province on the way.

She asked others about Qing Baixue's situation, feeling sorry for herself, and thought: It would be great if such a pretty little girl can marry back home as a wife.

She leaned over to get closer to Bai Xue, seeing her rosy lips from her delicate eyebrows, she bowed her head and kissed her by accident.

Jiang Yun didn't kiss, but it was more painful than kissing her.

Ning Meng's fingertips tightly grasped the hem of the skirt, and she closed her eyes tightly, restraining the itchy impulse.

As if to be realistic, Jiang Yun got closer than before, so close that she could feel the breath of her breath spraying on her face, so close that she seemed to be able to touch her lips when she pouted.

Ning Meng was more nervous than ever.

This was what she was most worried about. If she was stunned by Jiang Yun's kiss during the performance, wouldn't the whole drama fall into her hands.

After it was over, Ning Meng kept doing psychological training for herself, and even touched her lips with the back of her hand to feel the feeling of being kissed.

That's it for being kissed, there's nothing to be excited about, she comforted herself.

But as soon as she thought of Jiang Yun's soft lips touching hers, Ning Meng's heart skipped a beat.

When she was about to die, she suddenly felt that her decision was very wrong.

She shouldn't have rejected Pan Xiao's proposal because she was afraid of being exposed, and she should have kissed a few more times during the rehearsal. Only when she is immune to Jiang Yun's kiss can she have a perfect performance.

Backstage.

Just as Ning Meng was about to change, she was stopped by Zhao Fan outside the locker room.

"Why, what's the matter?" Since the last time, Ning Meng has deliberately distanced herself from him.

But Zhao Fan was very kind to her, and Ning Meng felt that she had no conscience in doing so, so that she would get nervous every time she saw him.

"I watched it just now, and you acted very well, very contagious."

Zhao Fan and Luo Yaxuan were the hosts of the party. During the rehearsal, Ning Meng also saw Zhao Fan's field control ability and aura, and was deeply shocked.

She had never seen Zhao Fan like this.

"You're hosting well too." She also praised him.

"That's because I've been a host before. I've always been in junior high school. It's like this when I'm proficient." Zhao Fan said helplessly: "You can act like this for the first time. It's really good."

Ning Meng was surprised, "The host?"

She has never paid attention to Zhao Fan, or in other words, her impression of him is only that of a junior high school classmate, and she has no idea what he is good at.

"Stupid." Zhao Fan smiled and scoffed at her, and was about to touch her head, but Ning Meng took a step back to avoid it.

"I didn't wash my hair..."

Now Zhao Fan laughed even more.

Zhao Fan kept pulling her to talk about things, and praised her for her good acting skills. Ning Meng could only accept it meekly, not daring to propose to leave.

The two were talking in the corridor in front of the dressing room, and everyone who came and went would look at them, including Jiang Yun who came out after changing clothes.

Eyes met in the air, Ning Meng asked her for help with hopeful eyes, but Jiang Yun didn't seem to understand her signal for help, and left without looking back.

Ignoring Zhao Fan who was still chattering, Ning Meng mustered up the courage to say, "I'm a little hungry."

"Then I'll accompany you to dinner."

"No, I have to change clothes."

"It will take a long time, don't wait." Ning Meng added another sentence, and quickly entered the locker room.

After being delayed by Zhao Fan for so long, everyone in the locker room left.Usually, the noise never stops, but now it is eerily quiet, and the sound of her pulling the zipper on her back can be heard clearly.

The door opened with a click. It was clearly a public place, but she subconsciously held her breath.

The door next door opened and closed, Ning Meng bowed her head and was taking off her skirt, when she heard the neighbor whispering: "Yaxuan, I heard that the quota for self-enrolment has been changed to your head?"

"En." Luo Yaxuan responded lightly.

"It seems that Jiang Yun really has a guilty conscience. You see, as soon as we spread the rumor, she couldn't bear it immediately. She really has a backer, and she can retreat if she wants to."

"Okay, don't talk about this matter in the future, lest others think we care about such a trivial matter." Luo Yaxuan's words sounded very grand.

Ning Meng paused, recalling what Luo Yaxuan said, an unknown fire rose from the bottom of her heart, she ordered herself to keep calm, but she was about to explode no matter how angry she thought.

She was still wondering why the rumors seemed to have evaporated in the past few days. They were obviously still spreading, but suddenly they all disappeared.

It turned out that Jiang Yun had refunded the quota.

However, the people who actually got the recommendation qualifications were arrogant and arrogant, and they couldn't care about people like Jiang Yun.

In the end who cares!

Ning Meng put on the skirt, zipped it up and walked out.

Knocked on Luo Yaxuan's door and waited for a few seconds before opening it. When she saw Ning Meng, she was stunned.

"What's up?"

"Don't you think you are too much?"

It's just a question, and Luo Yaxuan naturally doesn't accept it, "I'm going too far."

The anger Jiang Yun and Luo Yaqi felt all focused on Ning Meng, and she didn't care to speak.

"Jiang Yun's physics competition scores are better than yours, and her usual test scores are also ranked ahead of you. She will only be more qualified to be recommended than you. What qualifications do you have to say about her?!"

Luo Yaxuan smiled, "Are you trying to settle accounts with me?"

"I'm not settling accounts, I'm just reasoning with you. Don't you think the things you got by this method are dirty?"

Slandering Jiang Yun behind his back, forcing Jiang Yun to withdraw the recommended quota, Ning Meng let out a deep breath, her eyes flushed.

Jiang Yun should be wronged, she is so good, but she has to be said to rely on her family background.

The recommendation qualifications for prestigious universities obtained by relying on strength were ruined by Luo Yaxuan's low-level tricks, and she even held back the breath in her heart and gave her the place.

Thinking of Jiang Yun, Ning Meng's nose turned sore.

"Dirty?" Luo Yaxuan sneered and asked her, "Are you my sister's deskmate?"

"What?" Ning Meng didn't know why she got involved with Luo Yaqi.

"As expected, people are divided into groups." She smiled, two dimples formed around her mouth, and she smiled between her eyebrows, but Ning Meng only felt that she was charming.

"I'm taking back what's mine, shouldn't I?"

Luo Yaxuan shrugged, "Besides, I didn't force Jiang Yun, she quit because she didn't want it. You blame me for this, who is making trouble for no reason?"

"Didn't you spread those rumors?"

"If Jiang Yun didn't do it, why would she be guilty?"

Her domineering appearance gave Ning Meng the urge to hit someone for the first time.

"You...how can you be so annoying!" Ning Meng stared at her, breathing harder and harder.

She was going to be pissed off by Luo Yaxuan, how could there be such a person!

"Hey, I've been listening for so long, are you the one who hates you?"

The girl who came with Luo Yaxuan grabbed Ning Meng's arm and pulled her away, scolding: "You came up here to scold Yaxuan for no reason, and you have the face to say that she hates her?"

"Then where do you have the face to say Jiang Yun?"

"I beg you, go and find out how much Jiang Yun has done with her mother. Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about her dormitory. One person has a whole dormitory. Have you ever seen it?"

"You can do it if you think so!"

"Oh, I don't dare, who has Jiang Yun's background."

Ning Meng was speechless, and once again blamed herself at this time. She obviously had a lot to say but couldn't say a word.

"If you have time to make trouble, why not go to Jiang Yun and see where she is wiping her tears in the corner."

Ning Meng clenched and released the hand hanging by her side, released and clenched it, and finally couldn't hold back a curse, "Idiot."

Running out of the locker room wearing a skirt, Ning Meng ran around the campus, looking for Jiang Yun.

There is no classroom, no cafeteria, and she is not even seen in the gazebo or the like...

Thinking of Jiang Yun's possible reaction, she was about to die of anxiety.

A person like Jiang Yun shouldn't be wronged like this, she should be proud, proud of everything.

Running all the way, Ning Meng remembered the conversation with Luo Yaxuan again, and the regret was overwhelmed.

She obviously still has a lot to say to them!

"Even if Jiang Yun is not recommended, he can easily get admitted to Q University, unlike you, who rely on such dirty methods."

"Jiang Yun is not guilty. She doesn't bother to care about people like you. You are the one who cares about every detail!"

"You are just good-looking, you are not as good as Qiqi at all, your heart is black!"

After yelling in her head, Ning Meng was still very angry.

It's like this every time. When I was bullied, my mind went blank, I couldn't think of anything, and I could only be scolded in silence.

Afterwards, I can always think of all kinds of rebuttals, but I can only vent them in my mind without any real effect.

Where is the problem!

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun coats the playground with a layer of gold, as the green grass sways in the wind.

Ning Meng suddenly turned her head, and saw Jiang Yun sitting on the top of the steps beside the playground, looking away, not knowing what to think.

My mind instantly settled down, and I had no more thoughts.

Ning Meng stopped, adjusted her shortness of breath and walked towards Jiang Yun.

Her hair was disheveled by the wind, and a few strands of it were sticking to her forehead. She was wearing a short royal blue skirt with some folds at the hem.

His face was abnormally pink, his lips were white, and when he looked at her, his eyes seemed to be mixed with water.

Jiang Yun's heart trembled suddenly.

At the beginning of May, even if there was sunshine, the temperature would not be considered high. Jiang Yun took off his coat and handed it to her, and got up: "Are you going to start rehearsing again?"

She came here in such a hurry, Jiang Yun thought that something happened in the drama.

Ning Meng shook her head, did not pick up her clothes, her throat was too dry, she swallowed hard, and said with difficulty: "What are you doing sitting here?"

Does she know that she is about to die?

The author has something to say: only on behalf of himself.

Every time I get bullied, I have nothing to say, and I can always think of a lot afterwards... I'm so stunned.