While she spoke, Song Yaoyao was already returning.
Her expression was calm as though nothing was wrong.
But Tang Xinrou and Xu Yue who knew her well immediately sensed she was in a bad mood.
At that moment, they were being summoned.
"Class 3-3 get ready. You're next. Please standby."
The girls stood still and did not move as they looked at Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyao lifted her chin and her face tensed up. "You girls go ahead first. Dance the way that we practiced."
"What about you?"
Tang Xinrou looked at her hands and noticed the bag in which her dress came.
Song Yaoyao lifted the bag and a bunch of rags fell out like snow.
"What?"
"That's too much! Who did this?"
"Is the dress ruined? What should we do?"
"F*ck! Don't let me find the culprit or I won't let them go!"
Xu Yue immediately made a decision. "I'll take my dress off and give it to you. This was originally made for you anyway."
