After being sent to the group show by rich parents, I exploded

Chapter 52
After three consecutive days of "excellent" student homework exhibitions, she not only secured the throne of WC singing and dancing queen, but was also given some new titles by sand sculpture netizens:

The world's top yin music performance master, Huaguo's first-class paddling athlete, winner of the Lifetime Achievement Award for late performance art, permanent director of the Cooking Rice Association...

Three days passed in a flash, and soon it was the day of the quiz.

Feng Yasong got out of the bed curtain drowsily with his sleepy chicken coop head on his head, only to find that his roommates had already been dressed and tidied up, and were about to leave for the classroom.

She was so frightened that she thought she was late again, pressed the bed board with one hand, jumped out of the bed with a cartwheel, and rushed to the bathroom with bare feet.

Ke Lian couldn't help reminding her in such a hurry, "Don't worry too much, it's still early!"

The few of them wanted to go to the classroom to hug Buddha's feet for a while before the quiz started, so they woke up early on purpose.

Before she finished speaking, she received a blank stare from Qin Miaomiao: "You talk a lot today?"

"If someone is detained, the big boss of class A will help with cooking. If he can't learn, the big boss of class A will teach Xiaozao. Even when he wakes up, the big boss of class A may come to call him. It's your turn to worry about it here. ?”

"That's right." Yin Jiaxue also echoed: "If you have this spare time, you might as well worry about yourself, have you memorized all the dance moves?"

Ke Lian nodded: "I remember it all."

It's just that the limbs are still relatively stiff, and there is no sense of rhythm in jumping, like a robot.

"Even if you remember it, don't be too proud." Jiang Xinyue said loudly, afraid that the people in the bathroom wouldn't hear her: "Your dance foundation is already poor, so if you don't have snacks, what if you are rated by some people who are recognized as the lowest in the quiz If you compare it to the past, you will be ashamed~"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Qin Miaomiao pretended to be angry: "Our love is only a little weak in dancing, and the vocal ability is still very good. How can we compare her with some recognized singing and dancing trash?"

Yin Jiaxue nodded: "I really insulted Ke Lian."

Several people laughed together as they spoke, and the air was full of joy.

Ke Lian glanced in the direction of the bathroom, and then at his companion who couldn't even move his facial muscles when he laughed, and clenched his fingers unconsciously.

It wasn't until the nails were dug into the flesh of the palm that she resisted the urge to stop them loudly, and said in a trembling voice: "Aren't you going to the classroom to practice for a while? Why don't you hurry up?"

"What's your expression?" Qin Miaomiao pinched her face as she followed her out, "I just made a joke of you, aren't you really angry?"

"Isn't that Ke Lian?" Yin Jiaxue also approached with an exaggerated expression: "We've known each other for so long, so you can't afford to play like this?"

"And we didn't say anything wrong." Jiang Xinyue's face was full of righteousness: "Your dance foundation is very poor, and Jiaxue and I work hard every day to help you figure out your expressions and movements. What's wrong with you? ? Do you have the right to be angry?"

For the rest of the journey, no matter what they said, Ke Lian turned a deaf ear to them and didn't say a word.

She was so twisted in her heart now, hating her own cowardice, she didn't even dare to say a word of rebuttal for herself.

At the same time, he disliked himself for being too impatient and meddling in his own business.

Whom did they exclude, and what did it matter to her?

She can't even protect herself.

……

in the bathroom.

Feng Yasong has long been accustomed to the cynicism of his roommates, and he doesn't take it to heart at all.

People, the more they lack something, the more they like to show off something.

The more you care about something, the more you like to slander something.

Only people like them who have ambition but no strength can have such a great hostility towards her, for fear that she will overtake in a corner with the help of the big bosses of class A.

And the really ambitious and powerful boss didn't take her seriously at all.

After a brief wash, Feng Yasong went to the cafeteria first.

It turned out that the cafeteria, which is usually overcrowded at this point, has no trainees today!
Wouldn't they all go to the classroom early like Qin Miaomiao and the others?
If everyone arrived early, it would appear that she, who stepped into the classroom normally, seemed a bit late!
Think about the consequences of being late...

Feng Yasong didn't even dare to eat breakfast in the cafeteria!
She casually packed a few steamed buns, took a few boiled eggs, put them in her pocket, and ran towards the teaching building at a speed of [-] meters.

On the LED screen at the entrance of the teaching building, there are still precious videos of human beings waking up in the early days to wake up and sleep in bed.

And in the large dance classroom that they use to do big things, there are trainees cramming everywhere.

Even standing at the door, Feng Yasong could feel the surging power of the King of Rolls in the classroom!

This power made her feel...

Wouldn't it be impolite for her to sit in a corner as soon as she entered the classroom and eat breakfast with a relaxed face?
After all, there are so many people patronizing rolls, they may not even have time to eat breakfast!
After hesitating for a while, Feng Yasong decisively chose to find a cool little corner, and came back after eating well.

Anyway, it's still early for the quiz to start, so don't worry too much~
But what she didn't know was that as soon as she slipped away, Xu Yan led the mentor group into the classroom with her rear foot.

He greeted everyone energetically: "Dear flashy girls, how are you~"

The trainees immediately stopped training and replied in unison: "Hello, Teacher Xu! Hello, instructors!"

"What day is today, don't I need to say more?"

The trainees nodded.

"Three days are up. As trainees, how are you practicing the theme song?"

Xu Yanzhi's eyes flicked over them one by one as if watching a show, and then he found out without any surprise: "Looking at your expressions, some people are happy and some are worried!"

That gloating tone caused countless stares from the trainees.

"Don't mess with our mentality! Hurry up if you want to start!"

"That's it!"

"Hurry up and give me a good time! I don't want to be tortured by this song anymore!"

Xu Yanzhi laughed loudly: "Don't be so impatient, it's not too late yet."

"Why don't you sit down by class first, and then send a representative from each class to count whether everyone in the class is present?"

"I won't name them one by one. There are more than 100 people. It's really tiring to count."

The trainees nodded, quickly counted the number of people in each class, and reported to Xu Yanzhi one by one:
"Report to Mr. Xu, all Class A is here!"

"Class B too!"

"The same goes for Class C!"

"Everyone in Class D is here!"

"Class F still lacks one..."

Before the representative of Class F could say his name, Xu Yanzhi had already learned to answer quickly: "Could it be Feng Ya Song again?"

(End of this chapter)