Chapter 228: 228, First Place
My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day
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âWhat was so good about her dancing?â Lin Qiao couldnât help but interrupt, âBack in high school, she was not a diligent student. She was always out till late, either in bars or nightclubs. For her, this kind of dance is childâs play!â
âThatâs right, Lin Qiao, I think you mentioned once that you were in the same class in high school, right?â Another girl from her dorm seemed to recollect.
âYes.â Lin Qiao nodded, âShe used to hang out in nightclubs every day, what kind of dance doesnât she know? I even saw her pole dance and strip before. Maybe next time we should let her perform a strip dance?â
Most female college students considered themselves to be respectable girls and looked down on those who frequent nightclubs and bars.
They are invariably thought of as bad girls.
As expected.
âHaha!â Someone laughed mockingly, âIf she really were to strip, Iâm afraid the headteacher would faint from shock.â
âExactly, after all, we have to maintain our image.â
âThe school leaders prefer positive and enthusiastic performances.â
âClub girls like her are dime a dozen! Who wants to watch her!â
âAt least this one we get to watch for free!â
âHaha, a free strip show, huhâ¦â
Listening to the conversation around her deteriorating, Lin Qiao finally felt a bit relieved.
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After Su Wanwan stepped off the stage, she immediately went to the restroom to remove all her makeup.
Since reforming herself in Los Angeles, she hadnât worn such bold, smoky makeup in a long time. Wearing it felt like a mask and made her feel like a different person entirely.
Originally, she thought that by dressing up like this, nobody would remember or recognize her and she could throw herself into dance without any misgivings.
Who knew that Huo Jingshen would suddenly show up?!
When she was performing on stage earlier, to be honest, she was extremely nervous initially.
That feeling was like when she was very young, taking part in performances at school. While other children were accompanied by their parents, she was there with her grandfather. Now, Huo Jingshen had taken that role.
She was utterly mortified!
By the time she returned backstage, all the performances had already finished.
It was five in the afternoon and the teachers in the front row were still scoring the performances.
There were first, second, third prizes, three excellence awards, and a participation award for all the other performances.
It was a cause for everyoneâs joy.
Naturally, the different awards carried different weights in terms of credits, and these credits would be counted towards the âOutstanding Individualâ award at the end of the semester and might even affect oneâs graduation credits.
Looking at the audienceâs reactions earlier, Su Wanwan thought that she should at least get an excellence award, right?
After all, all the other performances were pretty good. Specifically, Mo Weiyiâs class performance of âMeteor Gardenâ, the props, dialogue, and music were all carefully planned; it was almost professional.
âNow, for the most exciting moment!â
âWhich of the performances today will take first place?â
âWhat do you all think?â
On stage, the male and female emcees raised the tension. Finally, Jiang Shuhao, holding the microphone, announced, âThe first place goes to, the performer of âCrookedâ, from Journalism Major, Year 3, Class 1, Miss Su Wanwan!â
When she heard her name, Su Wanwan was stunned.
Zhao Qianqian at her side quickly pulled her, âOh my god, Wanwan, you got first place!â
âAhâ¦â
âI knew it, your dance was too cool! Hurry up and accept the award!â Having said that, Zhao Qianqian gave her a strong push.
Under the gaze of everyone, Su Wanwan was thus thrust onto the stage.