Chapter 33： Sleepy beast [two more] ("I will follow you."...) (2/2)

She wore wide wide-leg pants and a simple white T. She was covered with water, soaked, and the makeup on her face was soaked.

She was alone, trembling, standing pitifully on the stage, with water dripping from her hair.

The students looked at each other, wondering what happened.

Why is she...like a soup chicken? Is it a stage effect?

This is too cruel, you must know that the outdoor temperature is close to minus.

Tao Anxin looked at Jiang Yu in surprise, and didn't understand why she was embarrassed. This was not what she had discussed before.

She winked at Jiang Yu eagerly and told her to step down quickly if she was not ready, so as not to delay her performance.

However, Jiang Yu didn't move, her teeth trembled and trembling, her eyes fixed on the few girls in the front row headed by He Zilu.

The girls chewed gum, looked at her contemptuously, and were proud of this prank.

In the last moments of her coming on stage, these girls dragged her to the storage room, poured a full bucket of water on her, and then scratched the delicate makeup on her face.

Jiang Yu didn't have time to change clothes and make up. If she didn't show up at this time, she would have missed the stage and the chance to win the special prize.

For people like her, there is not always an opportunity to wait for her, every opportunity should be seized firmly.

But... whose fault is this!

Taking pictures, pulling hair, slapped the face... the scenes of bullying in the past resurfaced in Jiang Yu's mind. She gritted her teeth, her eyes rolled with shameful water.

shame?

Should it be her who is ashamed?

At this moment, is it her who accepts everyone's questioning and scrutiny?

Tao Anxin was completely anxious, for fear that Jiang Yu would ruin her stage, she kept giving her a mouth shape and asked her to hurry off the stage. It was too embarrassing to stand here.

Jiang Yu bit his lower lip, his pale hand, and clenched his fists.

The music continued, Jiang Yu stepped on the melody suddenly, took a step, and began to dance.

It was not the dance designed before, and accompanied by the cello's deep sobbing, Jiang Yu began to use exaggerated limbs and exquisite movements to interpret his past painful experiences ---

Inferiority complex, introverted, and not talkative. Every class has such classmates. They are regarded as heterogeneous and are not welcome by nature.

Their schoolbags were thrown on the ground, their stationery was taken away casually, and malicious ridicules could always be heard behind them...

Jiang Yu's expressive dance and her angry eyes infected everyone on the scene, and they could understand the emotions expressed in her dance...

Even if she didn't like to talk in the past, at this moment, she used her body language to let everyone hear her depressed, silent cry.

Why do evil people always laugh so loudly? Why is she the only person who has to whimper in the quilt every night.

So what did she do wrong, suffer all this!

At this moment, her drenched and embarrassed look, completely spent makeup, and her dance, seem to be a perfect interpretation of a well-designed campus bullying theme.

At the end of the music, everyone stood up, applauded enthusiastically and applauded for a long time, perfecting her performance and stunning dance...

Compared with her dance with strong visual and emotional shock, Tao Anxin's youth-themed dance just now appears a lot weaker.

Moreover, it is also very ironic.

The high-level school leadership whitewashed peace, creating the so-called sunshine, so-called youth, so-called inspiration...

However, behind this seemingly peaceful place, in the shadows that they can't see or don't want to see, there are so many classmates who have been bullied, hurt, and bullied.

They hid in the corner shivering, crying for the quilt until dawn, but they dare not tell anyone, knowing it is useless.

Everyone thinks that Jiang Yu's style tonight is deliberate, in order to achieve the most shocking stage effect.

They stood up and applauded her from the bottom of their hearts.

The lively applause is endless.

However, in the last row of the auditorium, Qiu Li stood in the shadows, his hands clenched into fists.

He bit his fist, and a trapped beast in his body was about to break free from the cage and raged out.

He knew that this was not the dance that Jiang Yu had originally prepared, nor was it the appearance of Jiang Yu in the beginning.

She had put on beautiful makeup for herself: peach blossom blush, long and curly eyelashes, white and natural foundation, and highlights on the bridge of the nose...

She is beautiful like a doll, as if living in a fairy tale world.

The lipstick at the corner of her mouth was already spent on it by Qiu Li himself.

And now, he looked at the drenched **** the stage, at the embarrassing makeup she had spent...

He can empathize with the humiliation and anger of being hurt for no reason.

The back of his clenched fist was bitten with blood marks, but he didn't notice it.

Because of distress, I'm suffocating.

Just as Jiang Yu ran out of the field, and the tears that had been holding back for a long time were about to burst out, Qiu Li had come backstage and pulled her into his arms.

Hold her tightly, as if to embed her in her body.

”Don't cry, I'll follow you...”