The teacher who came to class looked at Zhan Linghan who came to Class A with shame after every class, then turned around and said to the students in the class, "There will be a small stage performance in two days to entertain donations to the school.

companies and institutions, I hope everyone can choose one person to participate in the performance."

The Royal Academy of Nobles receives donations from many companies and big families every year. The rich kids in Class A and their families also donate to the Royal Academy. But if the school can hold a stage performance to entertain the donating companies, then

This company must have donated more than 500 million in one go.

"Qingyan, please go and join. You danced well in the dance class last time." Student A began to speak.

Others also started talking, "Yes, Qingyan is the face of our Class A!"

"Qingyan is the princess of the academy, so it's understandable to participate in stage performances," Student B continued.

The teacher also nodded, "I think Qingyan is more suitable. As a school princess, Qingyan is also responsible for entertaining company bosses who donate to the school."

Qingyan originally had no intention of participating, but since she was pushed forward by so many people, she had no choice but to stand up and say, "Thank you everyone, I will try my best to live up to everyone's expectations."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was applause. Behind Qingyan, several girls looked coldly at the girl's back as soft as an ink painting, "The academy princess who has attracted much attention..."

A girl gave a sarcastic look, "Let her lose face in front of everyone this time!"

On the day of the stage performance - the ballet drama performed on the stage attracted everyone's applause, and Qingyan was about to go on stage after the ballet drama.

"Qingyan, why haven't you changed your clothes yet?" Ming Yuege sneaked backstage to cheer Qingyan up, but in the locker room she saw Qingyan still wearing her school uniform.

Qingyan lowered her head and hugged the snow-white dance skirt in her hands, "I can't change my clothes..." she whispered.

Ming Yuege picked up her clothes and took a look. She found that the dance skirt had been cut to pieces, and the rhinestones inlaid on it were pulled off one by one. "Who did this? It's so wicked!" Ming Yuege shouted angrily.

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Qingyan put the dance skirt into the cabinet, "Forget it, maybe it was torn accidentally..."

"It was torn by accident! The marks on it are so smooth, it was obviously cut with scissors! Qingyan, you want to settle the matter, but I want to find the real culprit and make them look good!" Ming Yuege was about to walk out.

Qingyan held her back.

"Yue Ge, even if you know the murderer, it won't help. Now that the dance skirt is torn, I don't have a spare one, so there is no way I can go on stage..."

In the auditorium, Zhan Lingxi sat down like a queen. She folded her hands on her chest and put one leg on the other. "You said you have cut off Qingyan's dance skirt?" she asked.

While watching the ballet performance on the stage, I asked the girls next to me.

"Yes, maybe she will come out to dance in tattered clothes." A girl said to Zhan Lingxi flatteringly.

"Does she dare to come out and dance? She must have run out and cried by now!" Another girl covered her mouth and laughed.

Zhan Lingxi smiled coldly and proudly, "You have done well, what reward do you need?"
Chapter completed!