Although the hottest season of the year has passed in Beijing in September, the residual heat of midsummer still envelopes this extremely prosperous land. Especially in the afternoon, it seems extremely muggy.
Peking University.
The willow leaves on the spacious roadside have not moved for a long time. Occasionally they are blown by a gentle breeze, giving them a slight coolness and refreshing feeling.
Art Department, behind the stage, dressing room.
A group of girls aged 18 or 19 were walking back and forth in the small dressing room, chattering and bustling. But in a corner, there was a girl holding clothes in her hands with an ugly face.
This dress is pink in color. Although it feels very comfortable, the fabric is extremely simple and can be saved as much as possible. There is only a small amount of fabric on the arms and thighs, and even the middle of the waist is not covered at all.
The girl in the corner hesitated for a while, then stood up, took the clothes and said to a girl in charge not far away, "Sister An, these clothes are too revealing. I... I don't want to wear them."
Several girls who had the same idea as her stood up and said, "Sister An, this dress is too revealing, and I don't want to wear it either."
Among the girls who stood up next, one had a ponytail, light makeup on her face, and her nails were dyed blue, which made her look particularly beautiful.
This Sister An was arranging the clothes of another girl. After hearing this, she put down what she was doing and her face became stiff for a moment. When she saw several girls getting up and saying this, their faces became very ugly.
Finally, he focused his attention on the girl who spoke first.
"Zhang Ying, how can this be called exposure? It's just that there is less fabric. At least the important parts are not wrapped, right?"
"You've never seen what it means to be exposed. Most of your buttocks are exposed, and yet people still wear them."
"Besides, our Zhang Ying has such a good figure, what are we afraid of?"
Sister An said, and heckled a group of girls, "Don't you think so? Does our Zhang Ying have a good figure?"
"good!"
Some girls had already put on this kind of clothes, exposing their white patches. When they heard this, they all laughed and said, "Zhang Ying, you have such a good figure, what are you afraid of? Just put it on quickly."
"We majoring in acting don't even dare to wear this kind of clothes, so how can we perform?"
Zhang Ying even heard someone say, "Just stop being pretentious and put it on quickly. It's not like I haven't missed it in the girls' dormitory."
"Zhang Ying, did you hear that? Everyone is praising your good figure. What are you afraid of because you have a good figure? Put it on quickly."
Sister An continued to seduce, "Zhang Ying, you will act in movies or TV shows in the future. Maybe the director will ask you not to wear anything. Tell me, will you wear anything then?"
"Isn't there so much fabric now? It's okay."
As Sister An said this, she stepped forward in person and wanted Zhang Ying to change into clothes.
Seeing Sister An step forward, Zhang Ying moved back involuntarily, waved her hands and said, "Sister An, I don't want to wear these clothes."
"It's too leaky, I don't like it."
"Also, aren't we rehearsing classical dance this time? Why are we dressed like this?"
Although Zhang Ying's voice was not high-pitched, her tone was very firm and had a questioning tone, causing Sister An in front of her to stiffen. Her face, which had been forced to smile just now, instantly became very ugly.
"Zhang Ying, are you really not going to wear these clothes?" Sister An's words contained a hint of threat.
"Yeah!" Zhang Ying didn't say anything, but just nodded lightly.
"you!"
"Do you still have some collectivism? The rehearsal is about to begin. Don't delay the fruits of everyone's hard work for a month just because you are alone."
When the persuasion failed, Sister An began to threaten her verbally, "Who said you can't dress like this for classical dance?"
"Everyone is not wearing any clothes yet, are you the only ones special?"
Sister An said, glancing at the other two people behind Jiang Jing, the meaning is self-evident, "Don't ruin everyone's life because of you mice."
"Who do you think is the mouse?"
Zhang Ying at the front did not speak, but the pony-tailed girl who had been standing aside jumped in front of her, "I think you are the rat, a big dirty rat, a dead rat, a stinky rat."
The ponytail girl puffed out her cheeks and looked at Sister An in front of her unwillingly.
"These clothes are so revealing, why do we have to wear them? If you had told me earlier that I would have to change into this kind of clothes for the rehearsal performance, I would not have attended this welcome party."
The welcome party is a party specially organized by Peking University to welcome new students.
"It's just that we don't wear these clothes."
There are a total of eighteen girls in the small room, but these three girls are the only ones who stick to their own bottom line.
"You dare to call me a rat?"
Sister An didn't expect that these three girls would dare to talk back. She was the person in charge of the welcome party. She pointed at the girl with a ponytail who just talked back and said, "Jiang Jing, please tell me clearly who is the mouse."
"Just say you, just say you are a mouse."
Jiang Jing, who was wearing a ponytail, looked at the slightly chubby Sister An and said back, "Who told you to talk about us first? We didn't do anything wrong. You are just a mouse."
"you!"
Sister An was obviously furious, "I am the person in charge of this welcome party and the literary and artistic committee member of our class. What is your attitude? Do you still want to participate in any artistic activities in the future?"
"fart!"
Jiang Jing pursed her lips, "Whatever you say, I have to listen to you."
"This matter is obviously your fault. You forced us to wear these clothes. You can't blame us at all."
"If I have to wear this kind of clothes again, I won't come here."
Jiang Jing said, and took the hands of the two girls next to her, "Zhang Ying, Xiaofen, let's go. We won't be attending the rehearsal and the welcome party."
"If you want to leave, let me see which of you dares to leave."
Sister An sneered, "This welcome party is an activity of the department, and the department leaders strongly support it. If any of you leave, I will report to the department leaders and deduct your credits. You will not be able to think about future scholarship evaluations."
"You're scaring me with credits."
The figures of Jiang Jing and the three of them had already reached the back door. When she heard what Sister An said, Jiang Jing turned around and pouted, "I'm not afraid. People like you always scare people with credits and scholarships."
, it’s not like you have the final say.”
"The art department is not run by your family. You don't have the ability. People like you will make such small reports to hinder others."
"Zhang Ying, Xiaofen, let's go and ignore people like this."
Jiang Jing was actually a little dissatisfied with Sister An from the very beginning. For example, if she was late for rehearsals, she would deduct credits at every turn, affecting the scholarship evaluation to scare people.
Moreover, during normal training, she always acted bossy, which made Jiang Jing very disgusted.
This time, the exposure of clothes completely angered Jiang Jing. When buying this kind of clothes, you should consult the performers. How can this be a private decision?
But this Sister An still bought this kind of clothes privately.
However, this time, Zhang Ying and Xiaofen did not follow Jiang Jing forward, but stopped, obviously a little nervous about the "credits" and "scholarship evaluation".
"Jiang Jing, if these credits are deducted, I might have to extend one year to graduate..."
Zhang Ying was a little hesitant. Obtaining enough credits was a prerequisite for every student to graduate. She didn't want to lose such a precious thing.
"Sister Jingjing, my family situation is not good. To live in this school, I still have to rely on scholarships..."
Xiaofen's voice was so low that she even felt that she was blushing for saying such words.
When Sister An saw this, she sneered again, "Well, the rehearsal is about to start. If you don't hurry up and change clothes, you will be delayed and you will still be punished."
Seeing Zhang Ying and Xiaofen turn around and want to go back and compromise with Sister An, Jiang Jing sighed softly, people are so helpless sometimes.
"Wait a minute, Zhang Ying, Xiaofen, let me make a call."
Jiang Jing stopped the two of them, looked at Sister An who looked proud, dialed a phone number, and said to Sister An at the same time, "Smelly rat, I just can't let you succeed today."
"You always like to tell the dean of the department and scare people with credits and scholarships. This time, I want you to never have this opportunity again."
Sister An was unmoved, "Humph! Who are you trying to scare?"
In her heart, Jiang Jing, like Zhang Ying and Xiaofen, belongs to the most ordinary civilian family.
She is now in her sophomore year, and during her freshman year, she thinks she has clearly distinguished all the people in the class who cannot be offended, but there are absolutely no such three people.
This is also due to Jiang Jing's low profile. Jiang Jing did not do much with the car and house that Shi Han and others gave her. She only occasionally went to live in a villa outside with Cheng Miao, and returned to Jinchuan as soon as it was time for vacation.
home in the city.
So Sister An doesn't understand Jiang Jing's specialness at all.
But unlike Sister An, another girl who had been quietly observing the situation couldn't help but her eyes lit up, "I'm finally going to take action. I thought you would always play the most ordinary role in college.
Woolen cloth."
This girl is exactly the girl who dined with her cousin Lin Wu and director Yu Zheng at the Ziyun Hotel, Lin Xuehan.
At that time, director Yu Zheng's attitude towards Jiang Jing made Lin Xuehan extremely surprised.
Respect, flattery, flattery, flattery, to name a few.
Lin Xuehan could see from his eyes that the famous director Yu Hui was extremely afraid of Jiang Jing and definitely had great fear in his heart.
Just hearing Jiang Jing's voice, I couldn't help but cursed myself and my cousin, not giving my cousin any face. You know, my cousin Lin Wu is also a first-line star.
At that time, many people in the restaurant recognized my cousin.
Moreover, when she saw the men appearing behind Jiang Jing and Cheng Miao, cousin Lin Wu's eyes immediately turned pale.
Although in the end, Jiang Jing did not embarrass herself and her cousin for the sake of her classmates, but in the past year, her cousin has never appeared on the screen.
Now, is Jiang Jing finally going to take action?
"I want to see how powerful Jiang Jing is this time. She is so powerful in the film and television industry. How could she be so powerful in this school?" Lin Xuehan thought to herself.
Note: For a poor student like me, credits and failure are just flaws. I don’t know how many times I have been threatened. Please give me a thumbs up if you agree... This chapter has been completed!