Wild Sweet Temptation

Because there were also performances in front of other schools and everyone was very serious, Ji Fanxing's performance still couldn't reach the same level as before.

The doctors said that this was a very slow process and that her movements were sometimes a little off. Over time, other people began to have doubts about her.

There were also people who asked her bluntly, "You really didn't mean it? We had to start over and over again because of you, arranging the formation. What were you thinking? Tricking all of us?"

"I'm not, I just... my leg was injured..."

She felt a little embarrassed that she had indeed delayed the progress of others, so Qin Rao came over to smooth things over.

"We are all sisters, why are we so confrontational? I believe Sister Ji can do it. Okay, let's take a break here, everyone must be tired."

She patted Ji Fanxing. "Don't be discouraged. Practice more and you will definitely get better."

Even if others didn't say anything, their eyes alone were enough to overwhelm her. The confidence that she had built up bit by bit was slowly broken by the disappointed sighs and looks of others.

A person practiced in front of the mirror in the dance studio again and again, with scars all over his body from being hit by a ruler. Ji Fanxing lay in the dance studio on a deserted night, looking at the ceiling indifferently.

"Are you planning to spend the night here?" Su Muchen leaned lazily against the door. Ji Fanxing raised her head slightly, thinking she was hallucinating, until she was picked up by a hot hand, she realized this was not a dream.

It seems like it has been a long time since I last saw my baby...

"How did you get in?"

It's twelve o'clock in the night...

Su Muchen slowly took out the lunch box and placed it in front of her. The aroma of the food made her stomach growl.

"Come in, I've brought so many packs of cigarettes for my uncle before, otherwise how could you come and go freely after skipping school? Look at you, you're so greedy that you don't even know how to eat. If I didn't know, I would have thought you were fasting."

Four dishes and a soup were placed in front of them. Su Muchen took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks. The two of them sat on the floor and ate at a small table nearby.

No one spoke for a while. She was too embarrassed to look up, and finally her chin was lifted up by Su Muchen. "You're eating your nose."

Ji Fanxing wiped the tip of his nose with toilet paper for only a moment, opened his mouth slightly, and then closed it and continued eating.

After dinner, she wanted to practice again, but Su Muchen picked her up, and she struggled immediately in fear. "What are you doing? If you do this, I'll call for help!"

"Broken throat! Broken throat! Okay, I'm done shouting. Where's the person? Where's the person?"

His extremely nasty voice was full of mockery. Ji Fanxing was no match for him at all, so he was carried back home and put down for no apparent reason.

"You! You've gone too far, you little brat!" Stamping her feet in frustration, Su Muchen pressed the tip of his tongue down her right cheek and pinched her face.

"Look, you can't even lift your head. You don't eat or sleep. Has my Xing'er been bitten by a spider? Is he going to mutate? Is he going to become a superhero from now on? Can't the human routine satisfy you?"

She pouted. "If I don't practice privately, I'll be a drag on the dance troupe... Everyone already has a lot of complaints about me..."

His expression was visibly lonely, but Su Muchen just clicked his tongue with disdain.

"Sometimes you still have to learn from me and be detached from others. Besides, I don't think your position is really that important."

Suddenly a little angry, she put her hands on her hips and said, "How do you know where I stand? Do you look down on me?"

Su Muchen's eyes dodged. "I guessed. Okay, if you want to practice well, you need revolutionary capital."

Ji Fanxing returned to the room reluctantly and took off her dance costume. Suddenly, she felt a pain in her waist and it was difficult for her to stand up straight.

When the force was removed, the pain in her body came back to her, and she realized that she might have been beaten too much in the past few days.

That's proof that she's bad.

I curled up in the room sadly. Although I have become accustomed to this kind of loneliness, I still feel that the night is too long.

Zhou Zaize was ready to go to the acting class for intensive training. Before that, he just had to stay in school and study academic subjects.

He followed Ji Fanxing to practice dancing every day and gave her a hug after she was scolded again and again.

Ji Fanxing can be coaxed into submission with just a hug. Zhou Zaize feels that everything is going well. As long as Qin Rao's plan doesn't go wrong in the end, Ji Fanxing will soon be his.

He measured Ji Fanxing's slender waist with his fingertips. She had such a great figure that no one in the dance team, even Qin Rao, could compare to her.

By then, you will sleep better than Qin Rao.

Ji Fanxing didn't want to hug him for a long time. She didn't like too much physical contact. "Thank you, Zai Ze. How are you doing over there?"

"It's going well. It's just..." Zhou Zaize hesitated. Ji Fanxing tilted her head slightly. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, let's go, there's a new pancake shop near the school that's pretty good."

He pulled Ji Fanxing out, and when they were eating pancakes, Ji Fanxing could still see that he was absent-minded.

"Just tell me what you have to say. Didn't you tell me before? Sharing the bitterness in a relationship will only halve the sadness. Maybe there's something I can help you with."

"They said they've invited a famous instructor to guide us during this training camp, but we have to pay extra money. I'm thinking if it doesn't work out, I won't go to the class. It's the same if I practice in the dorm."

He pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth. "They are all trivial matters. I am afraid that telling you will affect your mood."

She said casually while taking a bite of the pancake. "Go ahead. Some things cannot be figured out by your own efforts. You don't have to worry about the money."

Soon it was time to go on stage for the performance. Everyone was busy putting on makeup and packing their clothes backstage. Qin Rao anxiously found Ji Fanxing and asked her to come out with her.

After hearing Qin Rao's request, Ji Fanxing waved his hands repeatedly.

"I can't even do my own part well, how can I do other people's moves! Not to mention there's a difficult spinning move! I'm not as healthy as I used to be!"

"But the situation is difficult now. She happens to be behind you. If you jump down one after another, no one will think that we are short of people. If the people who have already taken their positions go back to jump, it will be very abrupt and have a great impact on the overall situation. You used to practice ballet. Even if your legs are not good, your basic skills are still there. I believe you will be fine. You also have to believe in yourself. Everyone is optimistic about you, so I found you!"

Qin Rao patted her on the shoulder and left without waiting for her to say anything, taking the walkie-talkie with her to do other things. Ji Fanxing stood there for a while and let out a long sigh.

Is that so? Do people really trust her? If so, she shouldn't underestimate herself...