Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

Bian Yingning stood up, couldn't help but look down at her delicate face when she walked up, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you can't give up No.1, then you should try your best to get it."

Shang Qinghui raised his eyes, the light in his eyes was obscure and difficult to distinguish: "Why do you say such things."

Bian Yingning looked at her silently for a while and didn't make another sound. When she turned around and wanted to leave at her will, she stopped her again.

She turned her head, and Shang Qinghui pointed to the milk tea that Bian Yingning brought next to the cosmetics she opened on the table with her chin: "Take your trash and go."

"You really don't know good people." Bian Yingning scooped up the milk tea with a thoughtful thought.

If you don't want it, you don't want it, she is not willing to give it to her.

She really didn't know how to start this task, so she could only do her best.

"Do you think I can complete the task?" Bian Yingning asked the system in her mind.

"If you don't fail, you can." The system seemed to have no emotion.

"...Listen to what you have to say." Ru listen to what you say.

After closing the door for Shang Qinghui, Bian Yingning turned around and almost bumped into a passerby.

"Sorry." The other party's voice was weak, but somewhat familiar, Bian Yingning took a closer look, and it was indeed the heroine Ji Xiaoxue.

At noon, he used his little skill of painting cakes to tell her a lot, all kinds of misfortunes to show his loyalty, and now that they met again so soon, Bian Yingning felt a little embarrassed for the first time.

And Ji Xiaoxue was also a little surprised when she saw that it was her, she passed her, and her eyes fell on the pink piece of paper on the door behind her.

The word "Shang Qingfen" is very dazzling.

"Xiaoxue, you are so beautiful today." The embarrassment was only a moment, and Bian Yingning quickly turned around and praised.

As in the original text, Ji Xiaoxue's program tonight is still an adaptation of a sad song.I don't know if it's to highlight the difference or she doesn't have clothes suitable for this occasion, but she only wore a simple little white dress tonight.

However, there are a few small braids mixed in the hair, and the makeup on the face also has the smell of smoky makeup, which is not too simple.

The lavender eye shadow at the end of the eye draws an upward arc, it should not be her handwriting, there may be a special makeup teacher.

Ji Xiaoxue came in after participating in the semi-finals, so she didn't have a separate dressing room and could only share it with other contestants.

She dressed up nicely and the dressing room was very noisy, so she wanted to go to the toilet to hide for a while, but she didn't expect to bump into Bian Yingning coming out of Shang Qinghui's dressing room.

Still holding milk tea in hand.

She compliments me on my beauty.

Ji Xiaoxue pursed her lips and remained silent, bypassing her and going to the toilet in the corner of the corridor.

Bian Ying quickly grabbed her arm with quick eyes: "Well... I'll give you milk tea, cheers for the competition!"

Ji Xiaoxue looked at the milk tea delivered to her, but didn't take it.

Bian Ying was numb.

Why can't she give this cup of milk tea anywhere.

"I haven't drunk it." Bian Ying explained embarrassingly, and wanted to withdraw her hand, but Ji Xiaoxue took it away from her at this moment.

What she cares about is not the question of whether she has drunk it or not. What she wants to ask is whether this milk tea is the only one she has, or whether other people also have it. She just happened to meet her, so she got a copy.

But she couldn't ask.

"I'm only worthy of being a trash can with you." Ji Xiaoxue said this when he left.

Bian Yingning was startled.

like……

She gave it to Shang Qinghui, but Shang Qingfen didn't want it, so she gave it to Ji Xiaoxue.

Ji Xiaoxue said she was like a trash can, but she was powerless to refute.

But as far as she is concerned, she is not a waste recycling bin.

Bian Yingning sighed: "How can I make a mess of these things?"

Ji Xiaoxue's thin back showed the tenacity of weeds reborn in the spring breeze.

She seemed more and more unable to see what the heroine was thinking.Did something happen at home that caused her to change her temper?

Back in Hua Cancan's dressing room, as soon as Bian Yingning opened the door, she saw two women, one standing and the other sitting.

The standing one was wearing a gray-gold mermaid dress with a cross-neck neckline. With the movement, it was radiant, and the long curly hair was rolled up, revealing a beautifully shaped swan neck.

The sitting one was dressed in a creamy white cheongsam embroidered with green patterns, the seductiveness of her body was overwhelmed by the dignified cheongsam at the moment, adding a bit of the gentleness of a good woman.

Not to mention the long legs exposed by the high slit, this full S-shaped curve is already tempting enough.

Hua Jiangrong was holding an eyebrow pencil, leaning over to draw Hua Cancan's eyebrows. The aunt and nephew would be very eye-catching if they were pulled out alone, let alone double at this time.

Bian Yingning touched the corner of her mouth, fearing that some suspicious liquid might leak out.

"Auntie, you are here."

Bian Yingning has a sweet mouth.

Hua Jiangrong froze while holding the eyebrow pencil.

She didn't know how to change Bian Yingning's title.

It was Hua Cancan who asked carefully: "Where have you been?"

"Go and take a look at your opponents." Bian Yingning was not polite, walked to the two of them and sat down to watch them make up.

The friend Hua Cancan had brought with her had already done the makeup for her, but after Hua Jiangrong came, she felt that the makeup was not perfect, so she helped Hua Cancan change the original angular eyebrows into curved ones. Curved thin willow leaf eyebrows.

"Why is aunt here?" Bian Yingning couldn't help asking.

Ever since she saw Hua Jiangrong appearing in Teacher Jiang's office, her gossip was burning fiercely.

Although she felt that the possibility was slim, but as far as she knew, her teacher had heard that she had been single all along and hadn't gotten married at this age, but somehow dressed up for Hua Jiangrong, so she couldn't help but think a little more.

"The children at home are competing, so they should come anyway." Hua Jiangrong painted Hua Cancan's eyebrows earnestly, but took time to reply to Bian Yingning in the middle.

Thinking about Hua Cancan's personality, she probably wouldn't tell her family that she has a game for her parents to watch. It seems that her aunt is very responsible to her.

He is more concerned about Hua Cancan's affairs.

It's just a pity that I don't have the memory of the original owner, otherwise I would have known more things.

"Okay," Hua Jiangrong carefully looked at Hua Cancan's overall makeup, and finally closed the pen.

Hua Cancan had long been short of breath because of the closeness of the two of them. Her sound was like liberation, and she immediately began to breathe heavily, and even took a big gulp of the milk tea that Bian Yingning bought for her.

Bian Yingning was so greedy, she also took the milk tea she had put here and drank it.

In this way, both of them are drinking milk tea, but Hua Jiangrong is not, which seems a bit embarrassing.

Bian Yingning wiped her straw, and handed over the milk tea she had drunk like a social cow.

"Auntie, do you want to take a sip if you are thirsty? It's delicious. I don't know if you bought more..."

"Cough..." Hua Cancan was so startled by Bian Yingning's actions that she almost didn't spit out a mouthful of milk tea. She covered her small mouth and tried her best to stop coughing, trying to swallow the milk tea in her mouth first. cup of tea with milk.

Hua Jiangrong drew a tissue for her.

When Hua Cancan took the paper towel to wipe her hands and mouth, Hua Jiangrong committed herself, took Hua Cancan's hand and gently sucked the straw she had just let go, and took a slight sip.

Hua Cancan was dumbfounded.

Bian Yingning sipped her own milk tea, her eyes were pure and innocent.

She felt that it was indeed better for Hua Jiangrong to drink Hua Cancan than herself.

After all, they are still blood-related aunts and nephews.

Hua Jiangrong only ate one taste, she savored the taste in her mouth carefully, and said leisurely: "It tastes like grapes."

Bian Yingning nodded in amazement: "My aunt is so powerful, she seems to be a milk tea killer."

Hua Cancan: "..."

Hua Jiangrong squinted at Bian Yingning with charming eyes, and said to Hua Cancan, "I'm going out first, you all get ready."

It's not good for her to leave for too long, but she came in because she wanted to see in advance what she was going to be dressed tonight.

Hua Cancan nodded stiffly, and the milk tea in her hand suddenly seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

The door was closed gently, Bian Yingning tapped her fingertips on the table, looking at Hua Cancan's absent-minded look: "What's wrong, are you nervous?"

Only then did Hua Cancan put the milk tea on the table as if regained consciousness: "I must be nervous, I'm going to give you a show."

Bian Yingning smiled softly: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, if you don't get the first place, I will strangle you to death."

"..."

Thank you, don't be nervous but be nervous.

"But why do you insist that I take No.1?" Hua Cancan always felt that something was wrong.

"Only if you get No.1, Shang Qinghui can't do anything."

Hua Cancan thought about what Bian Yingning said.

"You mean, you're afraid that your toy school girl will be hated by Shang Qinghui if she gets the first place? You asked me to participate in the competition and get No.1 just to protect her? Is this what you call playing?"

Ask San Lian.

Facing Hua Cancan's gaze, Bian Yingning thought in his heart, and almost forgot that Hua Cancan's sensitivity was uncanny, but unfortunately he was always unable to defend himself in front of her.

When Bian Yingning was thinking about how to fool her, the door of the dressing room was kicked open suddenly.

With a loud bang, both Bian Yingning and Hua Cancan jumped up in fright.

Just when Hua Jiangrong went out, the two forgot to lock the door, but luckily they were not changing.

Before he could see who it was, a wet skirt with a strong smell of milk tea fell from the sky and fell on Bian Yingning's face. When Bian Yingning tore the skirt off his face, he slapped him head-on.

With a snap, Bian Yingning turned her face to one side, her hair fluttered and fell down with the wind.

"Bian Yingning, you are really disgusting." There was a voice of gnashing of teeth.

The entrance of the dressing room had long been surrounded by people because of this movement, Hua Cancan pushed Shang Qinghui away, and stopped in front of Bian Yingning: "Are you sick from riding a horse?"

She didn't react just now, she just watched Bian Yingning being beaten.

Bian Yingning pressed the tip of her tongue against her numb cheeks, and turned her head to meet Shang Qingfen's red eyes like rabbits, which were filled with thick water vapor, which seemed to turn into tears in the next second.

Bian Yingning looked away, and her eyes fell on the skirt in her hand.

She recognized this dress. When she went to Shang Qinghui's dressing room just now, this dress with water sleeves, which looked like a fairy's clothes, was hung on the hanger.

But now, the pure white and translucent dress that looks like it will emit fluorescent light has milk tea stains one after another, wet and disgusting.

It only takes about ten minutes, two ten minutes, and a good skirt becomes a rag.

"This is the No.1 you called me, don't get too entangled?"

"Is this No.1 very important to you? Even before the game started, you don't even know whether I will get No.1, and you want to destroy me?"

Shang Qing's eyes were red, his nose was red, the tears in his eyes were about to burst, but he stubbornly refused to let them fall.

Hua Cancan didn't expect Shang Qinghui to say this, it's a fact that they disagree, it's also a fact that they quarreled, and they did fight together, but these methods of destroying people have never been used.

And they have been arguing for so many years, and they have never seen each other shed a tear in front of themselves.

Not to mention that now everyone has exquisite makeup and is about to play the game.

Hua Cancan looked at Bian Yingning, Bian Yingning had a sullen face, one of her fair and tender cheeks was faintly red, she said softly, "It's not me."

"Heh," Shang Qinghui laughed angrily, with tears in his smile: "It's not who you are, you came to me with milk tea and said that, and advised me to relax, isn't it for this reason?"

indeed.

What Bian Yingning said to her first, and also took the milk tea, because she didn't accept it and told her to go, she was so angry that she directly ruined her clothes with the milk tea.

Anyone who puts this on will think so.

"Here, I only saw you taking milk tea by yourself." Shang Qinghui said coldly.

After driving Bian Yingning away, she became more and more depressed, so she got up and went to the bathroom, but she didn't expect that everything would be ruined when she came back in just a short time.

She specially invited three tailors to tailor this dance costume for her. It took more than a week. From design to production, there are details everywhere.

At this moment, she has no way to find another one to replace. What she wants to do is the solo dance with sleeves. The length of the sleeves is customized according to her height and ability. The length is 1.8 meters.

Bian Yingning was calm on the surface, but in fact she was flustered inside.

She didn't dare to look into Shang Qinghui's eyes, she was afraid that the tears inside would hurt her.

"Go check the monitoring, it's really not me."

"Surveillance?" Shang Qinghui smiled brightly: "You have already planned it, you know that the surveillance in the corridor here has already been broken, and you can't see who it is!

You have calculated everything, but don't you really know, your design is really low-level, do you think no one will think it's you?

In other words, even if you know it's you, you can't do anything because you don't have evidence, and I have to give up this competition because you ruined my clothes. "

After the momentary anger descended, what remained in Shang Qinghui's heart was more endless sadness.

Maybe others think that she doesn't need these competitions, these competitions are just icing on the cake for her life, dispensable, she doesn't have to be so angry or sad about it.

But no matter how unnecessary it was, she had seriously prepared for it. Even if she wanted to give up, she would give up on her own initiative instead of being destroyed by others.

Bian Yingning couldn't argue, she knew she didn't do it, but she was the only one who knew.

Wait, after she came out, she met the hostess, and after talking to her a few words, she went back to Hua Cancan's dressing room. Her cup of milk tea was also given to Ji Xiaoxue...

Bian Yingning looked down at the clothes in her hands again, and it was true that milk tea was poured on it, maybe a whole cup was poured to get the same effect as being soaked in milk tea.

She looked towards the door of the dressing room. Ji Xiaoxue was standing in the crowd, looking at her coldly.

The eyeshadow on the corners of her eyes made her look less innocent than when she first met.

There is also a touch of chilling taste for no reason.

Bian Yingning opened her mouth.

If it's not me, then this person might be...

Seeing Bian Yingning's silence, Shang Qinghui couldn't help but burn up the anger that sank in his heart: "Why, don't you explain? Don't you quibble?"

She would rather she bite to death and refuse to admit it, than not say a word like she is now.

It was a bit funny to say it, she thought she was different from before, the relationship between them might have eased, they were life-and-death friends who had been kidnapped, they...she...

"You are such a delicate little princess, I will not allow you to be hurt by a single hair."

These words seem to be still in my ears.

When she heard it, she felt like she was farting, but she had to admit that this sentence was indeed engraved in her heart, and she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? What happened?"

"Bian Yingning poured the milk tea onto Shang Qingfen's dance costume, now Shang Qingfen has no clothes to wear to perform."

"What! No way? Bian Yingning is so ruthless."

"It's exactly the same as in the TV series, which is too scary."

"Bian Yingning wasn't a good person in the first place, you see, the two of them are biting dogs now..."

"Shh, be quiet."

Ji Xiaoxue clasped her hands tightly as she listened to the discussions of the students watching the excitement.

She really is a trash can.

What Shang Qinghui doesn't want will be her turn.

And when Bian Yingning looked at her just now, she seemed to be able to guess what she was thinking.

So what's next, what will she do next to keep her friendship with monk Qinghui?

Ji Xiaoxue couldn't help curling her lips in anticipation, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

Bian Yingning touched her face, and laughed at herself, "I've already been beaten, so no matter how I explain it, it's useless."

Hua Cancan's eyes were complicated: "I believe it's not you, but who did you give the cup of milk tea you took out, you can tell."

Shang Qingfen also stared at Bian Yingning after hearing the words.

The whole dressing room suddenly fell silent, only the performance outside continued and the music continued.

Hua Cancan believes that Bian Yingning is not this kind of person. Everyone fights for the answer, maybe they are a little petty, but they are never a bad person.

She had an answer in her mind, but she wanted to hear what Bian Yingning said.

In the dead silence, a voice sounded.

"I didn't give it to anyone. What do I keep for what I don't want? I threw it away a long time ago." Bian Yingning's tone was flat, as if she was talking about something inconspicuous.

She is like a person who has nothing to do, as if she doesn't care at all. If she can't prove that she didn't do it, then it will be attributed to her.

"Okay, Bian Yingning, you are doing very well."

Tears that had persisted for a long time flowed down the delicately made-up cheeks, and two lines emerged.

It's like a huge gap in a deep ditch, with a person standing on one side, and the two looking at each other from a distance, but they can't get across.

Bian Yingning pinched her disheveled skirt, lowered her head and took a breath.

But I still felt that my heart was blocked and my breathing was difficult.

Shang Qinghui turned and left, the people blocking the door hurriedly huddled together to make way for her.

Ji Xiaoxue was also crowded by the crowd, but it was as if her soul had been taken out of her.

She obviously suspected that it was her, but why didn't she say it.

Wasn't she just suspicious of her look just now, but why didn't she say anything!

why!

What is she doing, protecting her?funny.

Isn't her monk Qinghui one of the gang?

Hua Cancan closed the door with a bang, and looked back at Bian Yingning: "Tell me, did you give Ji Xiaoxue that cup of milk tea?"

"..."

"What kind of Gu did she put on you?"

"She and we are not from the same world, don't you know? Look at the things she did, how disgusting."

Bian Yingning said weakly, "Don't say that about her."

What the heroine in the original book suffered from Shang Qinghui was far worse than what she is doing to Shang Qinghui now.

"You still protect her until now?" Hua Cancan's face was full of incomprehension, and her enchanting eyes were full of surprise.

Bian Yingning closed her eyes and said nothing.

The remaining blackening value of the heroine is nine, so it doesn't seem strange to be able to do such a thing.

It's just... Isn't she afraid of being discovered, or she already knew that there is no surveillance here.

"Now the applause is here, please bring us contestant No. [-]..."

The voice of the host's broadcast sounded outside, and at the same time, there were staff in the corridor shouting: "No. 12 is on stage, please come out and wait for the students from No. [-] to No. [-]."

Bian Ying stood up abruptly, she remembered that Hua Cancan said that Shang Qinghui was number 12.

But her clothes...

"System, is there anything that can clean the stains on it?" She asked the silent system, as if grasping at the last straw.

"Yes, but now everyone knows that the clothes are dirty. If you suddenly make it clean, the existence of the system may be exposed. You cannot expose the existence of this system."

The system has no emotion.

"Then there is no other way?" Bian Yingning despaired.

She didn't want Shang Qinghui to participate in the competition, but she never thought of using this method to make her withdraw.

"How much is the heroine's blackening worth?"

"Currently, it has been detected that the heroine's blackening value is 5%."

"5.00%?" Why is it still lowered?

"According to the needs of the host, the system detects that there is a mall 'Neon Clothes and Phantom Feather Clothes' that can be exchanged for use."

["Neon Clothes and Phantom Feather Clothes", an exquisite and unique dress that can change into any shape according to the needs of the host]

"exchange."

[Attention the host, "Neon Clothes and Phantom Feather Clothes" valid time: permanent, redemption points: 600]

Bian Yingning did not hesitate: "Exchange."

["Neon Clothes and Phantom Feather Clothes" was successfully exchanged, total host points: -50, unsettled points: 50]

"What are you in a daze for?" Hua Cancan was still scolding Bian Yingning, but when she stood up suddenly, her eyes were blank and she didn't say a word, as if she wasn't listening to her at all.

"If you're like this, I don't even have the face to help you get this slap back." Hua Cancan said so much that she almost had a heart attack, and the only person who couldn't let go of her anger was herself.

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. It is a perfect match.

"Get ready, I'll go out for a while." Bian Yingning said and walked out quickly.

Hua Cancan wanted to keep her, but in the end he just stood there and watched the door open and close with serious eyes.

The change of a person is really big.

There were not many people in the corridor, and everyone was either nervous in the dressing room or watching other people's games outside. Bian Yingning walked to Shang Qinghui's dressing room and knocked on the door.

No one answered.

She tried to open the door, but found it locked.

"Is she in there?" Taking advantage of no one's attention, a simple blue velvet box appeared in Bian Yingning's hands out of thin air.

"Yes." The system is much easier to use after it is positioned.

"Shang Qinghui, open the door!" Bian Yingning slammed on the door and shouted.

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Tomorrow's update will most likely be tomorrow night, why not at zero o'clock in a while?Maybe it’s because I don’t have one (Hanhan sheds tears)

Always feel that someone is going to scold me