Agent Reborn: God-level Scholar

Chapter 295 A slap in the face

What is intolerable is unbearable.

Seeing her arrogant look, Zhong Wenman's eyes turned red with anger.

"Okay, if you want to leave, just leave!"

She was so angry that she gasped and cursed: "There will be filming during the seven-day training. If you don't show up then, Xia Ye and I can't protect you even if we keep secret. It's because you have no ambition. In the end,

It’s no wonder you don’t have the opportunity. With your attitude toward work and the stage, it’s no wonder you can only stay in Area F.”

"Speak with respect to me!"

The two girls who had walked away in front suddenly turned back. When they heard Zhong Wenman's scolding words, they couldn't keep it off their faces and glared at her with a cold face, "The most powerful one is Sheng Xia Ye. Your level is far behind her. Hold her hand."

Can you advance all the way with stinky feet? We say we have no ability, what about you? If you lick a dog, you will still be licking a murderer!"

Others also echoed, "That's right, I was too early to say it. You two may not be sure to advance to the first elimination round. The audience and instructors will vote together. The news of the Midsummer Night murder has now spread. No matter how good the stage performance is,

No matter how hard it is backstage, the audience's eyes are sharp, and I'm afraid she won't get a single vote and will be eliminated!"

Hearing this, Sheng Xia Ye looked cold and his eyes were like a calm autumn lake, without any ripples.

But Zhong Wenman was very angry.

"She is a murderer. After the investigation, the police said she was no longer a suspect and they arrested the wrong person. How come you are better at handling the case than the police? You are here to testify to the murder!"

"I really laughed." The girl looked up to the sky and laughed twice, then glanced at Zhong Wenman, "Let me see, one day when your master swings a knife in your face, you will still have to explain to her, right?

She wants to operate on your elm-headed head to make you less stupid, and you won’t admit that she wants to cut you into pieces."

"Zhong Wenman, you are actually pretty good, but you have no brains, and you still want to take shortcuts. You think you can be safe with Mr. Gu on Midsummer Night, but if the police find evidence to prove that she did kill someone, then

Mr. Gu can't even risk his life to protect her, so what support do you have?"

"Yes, we can only pack up the bed and run away with her!"

The ridicule came from all directions, as sharp as knives being inserted.

Zhong Wenman was so angry that he stamped his feet repeatedly.

It was not because she was being slandered, but because she heard them calling Shengxia Ye murderous all the time, but she could not produce any strong evidence to clear up Shengxia Ye's grievances.

In her heart, Shengxia Ye is a very good friend.

Gentle and kind, cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

It's impossible for her to kill someone.

"you--"

When Zhong Wenman spoke again, Shengxia Ye stopped her and took a step forward.

Her cold gaze was like a blade, analyzing the leading girl.

The girl looked at each other with a stern gaze, and she broke out in a cold sweat. It was an inexplicable and terrifying aura. Coupled with the blessing of the murderer's "brilliance" on a midsummer night, the girl saw the porcelain white face in front of her, as if

You can imagine how her face was covered in blood. She was so frightened that her face suddenly turned pale and she stepped back frequently.

"You...what are you going to do?"

The girl leaned in her companion's arms. She was obviously scared to death, but she still glared at Shengxia Ye and stammered intimidation: "There are surveillance cameras everywhere. If you want to..."

"You also know there is surveillance here."

When I spoke on a midsummer night, my voice was cold and covered with frost.

"I don't talk about things I haven't done, and I don't like to hear people frame them up, and I don't like people to use the topic to insult my friends." A cold and cold undertone flashed across her beautiful almond eyes for an instant.

Just by being exposed to that gaze, the girl's legs shook like chaff, fearing that a sharp knife would stab her in the abdomen in the next second.

She was instinctively afraid.

It's too late to even pretend.

"The truth, the police will investigate, and you will not tolerate your nonsense here. I pretended not to hear what you said today, but the cameras recorded it. The day the truth comes out, apologize to me and my friends, otherwise, I will have

There are many ways to make it difficult for you to survive in this show and the entire music circle." Sheng Xia Ye spoke slowly, as if he was just chatting with them, but his momentum was extremely impressive.

Someone said with trembling lips: "Who do you think you are, worthy of threatening us?"

On a midsummer night, she raised her red lips and smiled like a poppy blooming on the ice field, beautiful and deadly.

"Didn't you just say that my background is very tough? But I am also my background. If you don't believe me, there is still one week left. You can challenge me to your heart's content."

Sheng Xia Ye called Zhong Wenman and turned around to leave.

The girls looked at their free and easy backs, their eyes piercing away like sharp thorns.

"What are you pretending to be? If I hadn't been recording the show, I would have slapped him just now."

"But having said that, although I don't want to be in a group with her, we have already divided the teams. I believe that the police will handle the case quickly and she will be brought to justice soon. We cannot waste these seven days of training for no reason.

I still have to get up early and go to the training room tomorrow."

"Me too. If we don't go, it will look like we are afraid of her."

After Zhong Wenman and Shengxia Ye went downstairs, they paused at the door of the building, held their stomach and let out a long breath.

"What's wrong?" Midsummer noticed that there was sweat on her forehead and handed her a pack of tissues.

Zhong Wenman wiped her sweat and then said with a smile: "Did you see it? Those guys were so frightened by you just now. I guess they just talked about it. When they record it tomorrow, they will still

They come to the training room all the time, even if they are ranked at the bottom, they still have a dream of entering the entertainment industry, how can they give up so easily?"

"It's not an estimate, it's a certainty."

Shengxia Ye said calmly: "They regard me as a murderer and are sure that I will leave the show sooner or later, so they challenge me. In fact, you don't have to stand up for me just now. It's not you they originally wanted to target anyway."

"How's that? What's the difference between scolding my friend in front of me and hitting me in the face?" Zhong Wenman retorted without even thinking.

Staring at Zhong Wenman's frown, Sheng Xia Ye showed a smile.

Even if she is scolded by public opinion, at least there are still people who protect her wholeheartedly. This feels really good.

In fact, Sheng Xia Ye did not need to participate in the entire program recording, so she did not go to the practice room the next morning. She knew the dance moves just by watching them once. There was no need to do them over and over again like the few finishers in Class F.

Consider and adjust again and again.

Everyone set out for the practice room at five o'clock. When we arrived at Shenggao at 7:30 on a midsummer night, we received a call from Zhong Wenman complaining.

"If they were pigs, I would have taught them twice. I don't know if these people are really rebellious or just stupid. Their movements are not standard. I am so angry that I want to eat pig's trotters at noon today."

(End of chapter)