She also wanted to stand before so many people and receive looks of approval.
And she indeed achieved that when she was singing just now.
The feeling was truly wonderful; the approving or affirming looks from everyone really lifted her spirits.
Because each look of approval ant she took another step closer to Ou Jue’s side.
Xiyan cast her a sidelong glance and said softly, "There’s nothing wrong with wanting to compete, but the point is, what ans did you use to fight for it?"
Anna’s face turned sowhat pale. "You an to bla Ou Jue for helping ..."
"I’m not blaming anyone." Xiyan looked at herself in the mirror, her makeup finished, her performance outfit complete, a stark contrast to the plain air around Anna.
She was full of vitality.
Even in such a situation, she still looked full of energy. "No matter who helped you, whether it was Ou Jue or anyone else, I have no interest in knowing. I only know that the final school belle won’t be you."
Upon hearing this, Anna’s hand trembled.
The juice in her hand spilled directly onto Xiyan’s sleeve.
Oh my.
Xiyan let out a low exclamation, quickly stood up straight, and raised her arm high, narrowly avoiding getting all the juice on her.
Only her sleeve was left dripping with orange juice, thoroughly staining the white sleeve.
Seeing the performance outfit get dirty, Xiyan’s fiery temper flared up, looking at her angrily, "You—"
Anna panicked, quickly setting the juice aside, and pulled out so tissue to wipe Xiyan’s sleeve. "Sorry, sorry, I didn’t an to."
Good grief.
Xiyan looked at her sleeve, feeling like crying but having no tears.
Now, her left arm was entirely stained with orange juice, looking absolutely terrible!
"Try using this." An Ran hurriedly took out a wet tissue and scrubbed hard.
But it was no use; the color had already seeped in deeply.
Anna’s eyes welled up with tears. "I really didn’t an it, what should we do now? Just tell , and I’ll do it imdiately."
Xiyan sighed in exasperation, "Co on, shouldn’t I be the one crying right now?"
There were many classmates around, offering suggestions to Xiyan, "Sumr, do you want to take it off, wash it with clear water, and then blow dry it with a hairdryer?"
"Or maybe try sewing a piece of fabric over it to cover the stain?"
Xiyan gazed at herself in the mirror.
To match today’s performance the, she specifically wore a water-blue long dress, with a long hem trailing on the floor.
But now, the stain on her left arm completely ruined the overall aesthetic.
She hadn’t brought any other clothes.
Should she change back into her school uniform?
Ahhhh... What to do!
Seeing Xiyan so frazzled, everyone glared at Anna.
Feeling the accusing glances, Anna retreated a few steps, her voice choked with emotion, "I’m sorry, really sorry..."
Soone finally couldn’t bear it anymore, "Is ’sorry’ enough? You’ve finished your performance and canvassed votes, but now Sumr’s performance outfit is ruined, how is she supposed to go on stage later?"
"Why can’t you just rely on your abilities? Why resort to such dirty tricks!"
"Can you stop crying? You’re making it seem like we’re bullying you. The one who should be crying right now is clearly Sumr, isn’t it?"
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