Xiyan dodged back.
"If you’ve got the guts, don’t dodge!" Xia Shiyi gritted her teeth as she spoke.
What a number 7 Goddess, just putting on airs.
This person doesn’t even have the courage to take off the mask and face her!
Xiyan slightly curled her lips, stood a short distance away with her arms crossed, and deliberately lowered her voice to make it sound extrely rough, "A mad dog is biting people at random, why shouldn’t I dodge?"
Hearing Xiyan’s unpleasant voice, Xia Shiyi suddenly burst into laughter, mockingly saying, "Oh my, was that a mother duck calling just now?"
Behind half a mask, Xiyan looked at her like she was caring for an idiot, and still deliberately lowered her voice, "Why do you care about my voice? Mind your own business."
Xia Shiyi was laughing so hard she couldn’t straighten her back, "What a number 7 Goddess, I’m dying of laughter, how can she be called a Goddess with such an awful voice?"
The next second, a staff mber knocked and entered to confirm the competition order.
"Contestant number 1, contestant number 7, you are the first batch to go on stage for PK, please get ready, you have ten minutes before you go on stage!"
Xia Shiyi glanced at the list and saw that Xiyan’s performance was a puppet dance, thinking she had understood everything.
This number 7’s voice is so bad, she must be terrible at singing, so she had to choose a performance that doesn’t require speaking, right?
Thinking of this, Xia Shiyi hatched a plan.
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After confirming her makeup and clothes, Xiyan prepared to get up and go to the bathroom one last ti.
Xia Shiyi was sitting next to her, pretending to apply lipstick while looking in the mirror.
As Xiyan walked past her, she suddenly stuck out a foot.
What the—!
Already wearing a half-mask that limited her vision, Xiyan lost control and stumbled forward as she was tripped.
Thud—
"Ouch." Her knee just hit the corner of the table, it was really painful!
"Hahaha..." Xia Shiyi laughed out loud, looking down at Xiyan who was "half-kneeling" in front of her, clicked her tongue and said, "Number 7, what are you doing? It’s not New Year’s yet, you’re bowing to already?"
Xiyan looked down at her already bruised knee.
This position was awkward; any movent would stretch the wound.
She struggled to get up by holding onto the table.
Then, without another word, she grabbed Xia Shiyi with one hand and pulled her up from the chair.
Completely not expecting Xiyan to react this way, Xia Shiyi’s eyes widened, "Hey, what are you doing? Let go of !"
Xiyan dragged her by the hair and unceremoniously slamd her into the table!
Bang—
Xia Shiyi let out a scream, and the items on the table scattered everywhere.
She grimaced in pain, "Where did you co from, you bitch, daring to push ? This isn’t over between us!"
Seeing that they were about to start fighting, the dressing room door was pushed open again.
"Number 1, get ready, it’s your turn to go on stage, huh? What are you doing? Stop, stop it!"
The staff mber pulled the two apart.
Xia Shiyi angrily tidied her hair, glanced at Xiyan’s completely injured and bleeding knee, and suddenly her anger subsided halfway.
Haha, this number 7’s knee is injured, let’s see how she performs that puppet dance!
Flicking her hair, Xia Shiyi looked at Xiyan aggressively and said, "You just wait, when we PK, I’ll definitely win! I’ll show you what a gap it is, what it ans to overestimate yourself!"
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