Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

Winter nights are always extraordinarily cold. This casual cafe is opened by someone in their circle. It is located in the center of the city where every inch of land is expensive. It doesn't matter whether it makes money or not, it is mainly for enjoyment.

There are everything from sauna, restaurant, massage, chess and card room to game room.

Shang Qinghui sat down on the fabric sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows. Although the viewing platform was outside, but now that the weather is cold, the viewing place has been moved inside.

From her position, she can still see the night scene of H city a little further away.

Looking at the lights of the night scene in the distance, I can hear the north wind whistling outside the window.

There is a burning fireplace not far from the inside of the house, exuding warm heat. The warmth inside the house is completely different from the severe cold outside, and it has a special taste.

The waiter with good figure and appearance carefully brought her a cup of hot cocoa.

As soon as Shang Qinghui took a sip, her appointment arrived.

Meng Weixin seemed not afraid of the cold, she dressed hotly, inside was a one-shoulder slim sweater dress, outside was a windbreaker, and the scarf around her neck was more for decoration than warmth.

"Qinghui, I'm sorry I'm late." She smiled and sat down opposite Shang Qinghui, apologizing.

Shang Qinghui made an appointment with her at nine o'clock, and it's only around eight forty o'clock now, but she didn't seem to notice it.

Shang Qinghui didn't reply to her, he waved and signaled the waiter to come and take her order.

After ordering, Meng Weixin took off her jacket and looked at Shang Qinghui with a smile on her face: "Why do you want to ask me out tonight?"

The person opposite had no expression on his lovely round face, which should have been a pure and harmless appearance, but this moment made Meng Weixin's heart pound.

Shang Qinghui held the cup in his hand, and his index finger touched the wall of the cup once and for all, as if he was testing the temperature of the cup.

"Perhaps it's time for you to return to France."

Meng Weixin's smile froze on her face.

It took a while for her to straighten out her facial expression, pretending to ask disapprovingly.

"What's the matter? Do you want to go to France with me? Yes, I am familiar with France. I can guide you wherever you want..."

Meng Weixin couldn't continue.

Shang Qinghui raised his eyelids to look at her, quietly watching her perform.

No matter how well-behaved and lovely she looks, she still can't conceal her arrogance as a young lady of the Shang family in her bones.

Some people are born with a golden spoon in their mouths, and the demeanor and majesty that comes with them cannot be acquired the day after tomorrow.

Just at this moment when she was quietly looking at herself, under her gaze, Meng Weixin seemed to be strangled by the neck, unable to make a sound.

"Enough is enough, I don't want to do too much, you really shouldn't use such low-level methods." Shang Qinghui said slowly.

Meng Weixin was silent.

She wasn't sure what Shang Qinghui meant by saying this, she didn't dare to answer rashly, for fear that she would be deceiving herself.

Shang Qinghui seemed to know what she was thinking, and said in detail: "Mark is unconscious, the teacher who leads the team will leave without ordering everyone, and the judges want to disqualify them... without your handwriting?"

The original smile on Meng Weixin's face completely disappeared: "Qinghui... I thought we were friends, why did you... just because of Bian Yingning?"

"I remember that the relationship between you is not very good, right? Are you seeking justice for her now? Have you forgotten that without her, your Shang family would still be the first in H City!"

Shang Qinghui sneered: "This is my business, is it related to you?"

Meng Weixin's face was livid: "Then why did you help her..."

"I'm not helping her, nor for her." Shang Qinghui interrupted what she hadn't finished speaking, and the impatient emotion in Xingxing's eyes surged.

"I just can't stand others using these tricks in front of me. Besides, when I graduate, Haida will be my alma mater. I can't tolerate you ruining my school's reputation with these tricks."

Shang Qinghui categorically denied that she did all this for Bian Yingning, and only said that she was not used to Meng Weixin's actions.

"I don't want the school to be ashamed and thrown abroad because of you."

"Don't you know, I'm a good man."

At this moment, Meng Weixin only had two words in her mind - outrageous.

She might as well just say that she is for Bian Yingning, at least she can say a few more words in anger.

Now she is using Haida's reputation to suppress herself, and what kind of good and bad people are being punished, she is full of anger and a sense of uselessness in wanting to fight out but being blocked.

……

Shang Qinghui didn't know why Meng Weixin had so much hostility towards Bian Yingning, maybe it was because she owed her so much that anyone who saw it would be angry?

Or maybe her Meng family wanted to go back to City H, and the Bian family was a powerful local snake to her. If she didn't deal with it, it would be difficult for her to come back and settle down, so she took this opportunity?

Of course, jealousy is not ruled out.

It's just a small exchange match, so many things can be done in order to win her.

While buying Mark's roommate to put sleeping pills in his water glass, he bought the judge teacher.

If Mark doesn't come, he will be directly disqualified from the competition.

If Mark is lucky enough to come to the competition in time, three of the six jury groups will come with her, and one will also be on her side because of the favor she gave.

Two against four, even if the two can successfully compete, the result will not be fair.

It can be said to be ready.

It's just that she ignored the most important factor, Bian Yingning.

If only the development of the situation could be as simple as I imagined.

When going to pick up Mark, Shang Qinghui sensed something was wrong from what Mark revealed.

Later, she asked people to take everything that Mark ate and drank the night before for inspection and testing, and even asked people to smell their room.

As expected, residues of sleeping pills were found in Mark's water glass.

Mark's roommate was quite strict at first, but as soon as the murder charge was brought out, he immediately knew what to say.

After Meng Weixin left, Shang Qingfen held the hot cocoa and looked out the window in a daze.

Doesn't Bian Yingning know that there is something tricky in it?She should have guessed something more or less, but why... She didn't do anything, is she disdainful?

As for herself, why was she in such a hurry to settle these matters?

Why else, of course, for the school's reputation!Of course it's because she is a good girl who draws her sword to help when she sees injustice!

Shang Qinghui showed the momentum of drinking, finished the hot cocoa in the cup in one gulp, put down the cup heavily, took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, and was about to leave.

Touching her lips with a layer of tissues, she stopped wiping the things she was wiping.

The memories that were originally forgotten in my mind and then remembered came overwhelming.

Lips, ears, waist... The feeling of being hot and touched emerges from the depths of her mind, as if at this moment, she is still in that toilet, drunk, and "fighting" with someone.

She still remembered herself, holding Bian Yingning's hand and pressing it on her chest.

...Is this something I can do myself!

"Grass!" The more Shang Qinghui thought about it, the more anxious she became, she slapped the table, stood up and rushed out the door.

The temperature difference between the inside and outside of the house was too great, she shivered when she rushed out, her teeth were chattering from the cold.

Fortunately, the cold also suppressed the heat in her heart.

This Bian Yingning is simply inhuman, she clearly knew she was drunk, and took advantage of her drunk...to treat her like this!

What's even worse is that she doesn't remember, but she must remember.

But when she saw herself later, it was as if nothing had happened. If she hadn't suddenly remembered on the night of the charity dinner, she would have been kept in the dark.

Once, one night, she was held down in the toilet by someone, but she had no memory of it.

Sanctimonious, daring to act but not to act, despicable and shameless...

Shang Qinghui pursed her mouth and desperately searched for words to curse in her heart.

"Aqiu Aqiu—"

Bian Yingning, who was still behind the desk, suddenly had an itchy nose and sneezed two or three times. She gathered her coat and murmured, "It's really cold today."

……

In the end, Meng Weixin directly returned to France in advance with the excuse of family affairs. Of course, she also abstained from participating in the second round of competition.

"Why did you run in such a hurry?" Zhang Zhizhi, who knew the news, asked Bian Yingning strangely.

When Bian Yingning heard the news, she was only surprised for a moment. She didn't speak, but thought about several possible reasons.

"She attaches great importance to this competition, and she abstained. I can't believe it." Zhang Zhizhi sighed again.

"Maybe... family matters are urgent." Bian Yingning said softly, took out a blank paper, and began to write in a hurry.

Zhang Zhizhi took a closer look.

"Retirement application...you don't participate anymore?"

"The number is not enough, there should be only one round of competition."

If there was only one round, there wouldn't be any partner team competition, and without a partner team, Shang Qinghui would not need to be an interpreter for them.

"That's right, since there's only one round left, why did you retire?" Zhang Zhizhi asked anxiously, wanting to stop Bian Yingning's actions.

"No need."

"Isn't it necessary?"

"Yeah." Bian Yingning finished the application in three or five strokes: "I wasn't very interested in this competition at first, and I wouldn't have participated if the teacher hadn't asked me to.

Now the nature of the competition has changed, winning or losing is no longer important... If I go to participate again, it will be a bit of a foul. "

"Foul? How?" Zhang Zhizhi didn't know why.

Bian Yingning picked up the application form and smiled at her: "It's immoral to beat the baby too hard, and it's a foul."

Zhang Zhizhi: "..." It means that they are babies.

"If you want to call me a baby, just say so, there is no need to hint at me."

Bian Yingning: "..."

Is this the legendary defeat of magic with magic?

Actually there is another reason.

The end of the semester is approaching, which also means that the year is coming to an end. The company has to conduct annual inventory and other things, and she has to study for the exam, which is really exhausting.

In addition, this competition didn't leave a good impression on her, so she might as well use this time to read a book or look at two watches.

I just didn't expect that her not participating in the competition would cause someone so much anger.

Ever since the monk Qingfen Ma Ke visited this on-campus coffee shop last time, Bian Yingning felt that the environment here was not bad, so she came here when there was no room in the final review library.

Not long after she sat down, an angry figure rushed in and ran to her.

Bian Yingning raised her head and met Shang Qingfen's eyes that were about to spit fire.

"……What's wrong?"

"Why didn't you participate in the competition?" She leaned over and grabbed the sides of the square table, glaring at Bian Yingning and asked.

Bian Yingning blinked blankly: "You want me to participate?"

"I just want to ask you why you didn't participate! Are you worthy of me!"