diymy Chapter 100, Worries
Chapter 100, Worries
Yan Xi finally walked back to the gate of the Seventh Academy.
The sunset painted the streets with a warm orange glow. Despite the explosive online discussion about her, the area remained peaceful.
Information doesn't spread that quickly, and not everyone is paying attention to the "Ten Schools Joint Performance." Perhaps I'm overestimating myself; everyone is so busy that they won't pay special attention to me. Things haven't gotten to the worst point yet...
She consoled herself and walked toward the school gate with her head down.
It was evening, and the area was bustling with men and women coming and going.
Ta-ta-ta.
With the crisp sound of heels striking the floor, the surrounding noise receded like a receding tide. From some unknown second, people around stopped in their tracks, and countless gazes were cast upon them in unison, watching, observing with curiosity, and commenting with great interest.
The crowded people spontaneously made way for Yan Xi, the scene was so absurd it was as if some rare animal had passed by.
The air was deathly still, like ice.
As Yan Xi walked expressionlessly through the crowd, whispers finally broke out.
Some people were discussing whether she was the one trending on social media, some were surprised to learn that she was actually a trainee at Yinfu Entertainment, some disdainfully regarded her as a clown, and others looked fearful and hurriedly lowered their heads, afraid of meeting the gaze of the notorious female demon.
Yan Xi didn't even lift an eyelid at these things.
After all, her reputation at the Seventh Academy was not exactly universally loved, but it was certainly notorious.
I walked a short distance with my head down, when suddenly a shadow fell over me.
Yan Xi stopped in her tracks and looked up slightly.
The girl blocking her way was beautifully made up, with a lovely figure and appearance.
At this moment, the other party crossed his arms, raised his chin high, and spoke in a menacing and accusatory tone, giving the impression that he was up to no good.
"You're Yan Xi?"
The moment she opened her mouth, two boys behind her surrounded Yan Xi from both sides.
Yan Xi was already trying hard to keep a straight face, and she never expected to be suddenly spoken to.
She glanced at the other person briefly and asked coldly, "Who are you?"
"My name is Mo Jinxin."
The other party answered as if it were a matter of course, as if Yan Xi should know her and understand her purpose.
Yan Xi shook her head: "I don't know him." After saying that, she strode forward and said, "Excuse me."
The tallest boy on the left suddenly stepped forward and reached out to grab Yan Xi's shoulder.
Yan Xi glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. Just as his hand was about to touch her shoulder, her arm shot out like a serpent, clamping down on his wrist. Then, she twisted it sharply outwards, simultaneously sweeping her long leg and kicking the boy in the back of the knee.
"Ugh!"
The other person screamed in agony as their hands were twisted behind their back, forcing them to their knees.
The shouts attracted the attention of everyone around.
Yan Xi released her grip in disgust, letting the boy groan on the ground, clutching his arm. She slowly turned her head, giving Mo Jinxin a fierce glare: "Get out of my way."
Mo Jinxin and the other boy immediately took a few steps back in fear.
Despite her trembling legs, and sensing the growing number of gazes around her, Mo Jinxin forced herself to muster her courage and deliberately spoke loudly:
"Stop acting tough! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because the president of Yinfu Entertainment is backing you up. You can use dirty tricks to steal the spot from me, but everyone sees through you. Someone like you isn't even worthy of shining Cang Qing's shoes!"
This time, Yan Xi was taken aback for a moment: "Stolen? A spot? What spot?"
"Are you still going to play dumb in front of so many people?!"
Seeing that her momentum had softened, Mo Jinxin immediately pressed her advantage: "I joined the Seventh Academy's Art Performance Department and worked tirelessly day and night for three whole years to secure this opportunity for the 'Ten Schools Joint Performance'! And what about you? Not only did you use your connections to pull strings and forcibly squeeze out my lead role, but now you dare to be so arrogant! Don't you feel even a little bit guilty?!"
Yan Xi found it noisy and lost interest in talking to Mo Jinxin in an instant.
She had never even heard of the head of the performance department or the lead role.
"I'm sorry, sister," Yan Xi sighed softly, "I've been walking all day in these worn-out shoes, I'm really tired. Can't you come another day if you want to ride this wave of popularity?"
She walked past Mo Jinxin as she spoke.
Unexpectedly, Mo Jinxin, enraged by being ignored, suddenly reached out and grabbed her hair.
"Let go."
Yan Xi's voice turned cold.
Mo Jinxin persisted: "Did I hit a nerve? Are you trying to run away because you feel guilty? You have to give me an explanation today, or else..."
boom!
Yan Xi punched her in the face.
Mo Jinxin's voice stopped abruptly, and she spun around, coughing up blood, before falling to the ground, her teeth flying high into the air.
Gasps of astonishment filled the air.
Yan Xi lightly patted the wrinkles in her sleeves from her gripping, and glanced at the dumbfounded boy beside her who was trying to save face: "What? You want to make a move too?"
The boy forced a smile and quickly shook his head.
Yan Xi walked away without looking back, stepping over Mo Jinxin.
Only after she completely disappeared did the deathly silent crowd come alive again, erupting into a clamor. The onlookers discussed the scene animatedly, and many even filmed it.
Standing at a distance on the outskirts of the crowd, Shen Caihua clasped her hands together in front of her chest, her lips pursed in worry: "Lulu..."
She was ultimately too late.
The Seventh Academy had already confirmed Mo Jinxin as the female lead in the "Ten Schools Joint Performance" organized by the academy, and the list of names had already been released.
But after Jiang Fei spoke, almost without hesitation, the female lead was changed to Yan Xi.
From Mo Jinxin's perspective, the fruits of her hard work over the past three years were stolen by Yan Xi, making her the victim.
After all, the ranking in the ten-school joint performance gives extra points in the admissions process for many art universities, and can even exempt one from the entrance exam. Shen Caihua had heard of Mo Jinxin before, and she had been preparing for it since she entered university, with the sole goal of getting admitted without taking the exam.
This was supposed to be a very inspiring story of struggle: starting out as a nobody in the performance department, working hard for three years to finally become the department head, winning the full support of the entire department, and rightfully taking the lead role.
It just so happens that this year's joint performance by ten schools was sponsored by Xianmeng Group, making it an unprecedented event.
What should have been a chance to make a name for oneself was snatched away at the last minute, and the youth storm ended in disaster.
It's no wonder that Mo Jinxin lost control of her emotions and took the initiative to confront Yan Xi.
The problem is... Yan Xi had no idea!
Shen Caihua knows her friend Yan Xi too well. Yan Xi never pays attention to these gossips. She's like a hedgehog, always too lazy to waste her breath on irrelevant people.
If provoked, they will immediately respond in the most direct way.
When Shen Caihua heard that Mo Jinxin was planning to block Yan Xi, she called her, but couldn't get through.
She rushed over there as fast as she could, but when she arrived, Mo Jinxin was already lying on the ground.
Shen Caihua was deeply worried.
Overnight, an unimaginable chasm seemed to have been created between her and Yan Xi. She couldn't catch up with her friend, and although she knew what was going to happen, she couldn't help at all.
Shen Caihua understands Yan Xi better than anyone else.
If no one tries to persuade her, she will definitely act impulsively.
What should I do? What can I do?
Shen Caihua kept her head down, her mind a jumble of thoughts.
boom!
Because she wasn't looking where she was going, she bumped into a pedestrian walking towards her, causing the large stack of documents the pedestrian was carrying to fall to the ground.
"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!"
Shen Caihua snapped out of her daze, hurriedly apologizing repeatedly, and quickly squatted down to help pick up the documents.
"Caihua, my classmate?"
Suddenly, a warm male voice that had haunted Shen Caihua's dreams came from above.
She looked up blankly and saw Chu Junzhuo's flawless face. Instead of being angry, he smiled kindly, his handsome eyebrows curving slightly: "It's okay, I can pick it up myself. I'm sorry for bumping into you."
"It's all my fault!" Shen Caihua's cheeks flushed bright red instantly, and she shook her head frantically like a rattle-drum, protesting, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault for being so preoccupied with other things and not watching where I was going..."
"Caihua, my classmate."
Chu Junzhuo interrupted her self-blame, looking at her earnestly with gentle and calm eyes.
"Are you having any difficulties? Is there anything I can do to help?"
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