The deputy head of the troupe had sharp eyes and spotted it right away, angrily accusing, "How could you distribute such a ss of a newspaper? You are breaking the law, do you know that being caught ans going to jail?"
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry!" the delivery person kept apologizing, "This is a hard target that’s been set, I couldn’t do anything about it."
"That’s enough, I know!" The deputy head understood as soon as he heard it; he knew it must be soone with connections. He looked down at it again, and this glance was nearly enough to pop his eyes out.
"I feel like I recognize the person in this photo!" Just then, a duty officer walking by stared at it for a long ti and muttered to himself, "Isn’t that Bai Tian’e? It’s her, isn’t it?"
The deputy head’s face turned red, he finally understood why the troupe wanted to expel Bai Tian’e!
*******
How far is it from heaven to hell? The answer is just a stone’s throw away.
In one mont, Bai Tian’e was on top of the world; the next, she was down in the dust. On the second day of the New Year, only half of their troupe had a holiday, the rest were preparing for a consolation performance. Gu Jun had gone ho for the holiday; this year, it was her turn to be on duty.
From the mont she left her house this morning, she felt that the way people looked at her was off, which made her very uncomfortable.
"Xiao Li, co over here," Bai Oulan called to a new mber of the troupe from under the corridor.
Who would have known that the new mber, who usually clung to her, got so frightened upon her calling that he turned and ran. Bai Oulan was confused. Although she didn’t know what had happened, she sensed that sothing about her had beco public without her knowledge.
It was even more obvious when she went to the canteen for a al. Usually, everyone would greet her enthusiastically; today, the whole canteen fell silent as soon as she entered.
Bai Oulan had a feeling of needles on her back, a huge panic setting in, making every step she took feel like walking on pins and needles. Everyone looked at her with strange, twisted, malicious eyes. Everyone was very quiet, and this silence was like a sword hanging over her head; if anyone made the slightest noise, the sword would fall.
Accustod to creating advantages for herself, she chose to speak up first, pointing at the new mber closest to her and asked haughtily, "Why are you looking at with such impolite eyes? Don’t you believe I can punish you?"
"You... you..." The new mber had not been with the General Union long and was quite upset at the shattering of his idol. Now, hearing her speak like this, he panicked on the spot.
Bai Oulan despised his cowardly behavior and was about to target soone else when suddenly, the cook rushed over. Leftover cabbage leaves and muddy garlic from the kitchen were hurled at her in anger.
"What are you doing?" Bai Oulan was panic-stricken and tried to hide, but the surrounding onlookers silently stepped forward, blocking off every possible hiding spot.
"I’ll let you be morally corrupt, I’ll let you be shaless," the cook cursed while throwing, and other mbers also started to throw rotten vegetable leaves at her. So even threw eggs.
"Don’t waste eggs on such a person, what a pity."
"She has the face of a human but the heart of a beast."
"Shaless, too shaless. Bai Tian’e, if I were you, I’d just go die. How can you have the nerve to show your face in public?"
"Get out, get out of the Qianjin Dance Troupe."
"Get out, get out of the Qianjin Dance Troupe."
"Get out, get out of the Qianjin Dance Troupe."
The cries for Bai Oulan to get out of the Qianjin Dance Troupe grew louder and more unified. The crowd was emotional; if it wasn’t for the strict discipline of the place, Bai Oulan would have already been torn apart by the communal rage.
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