After my cute childhood friend cheated on me, the school beauty begged me for forgiveness.

Unlike Su Rouer's solo performance, the dance performance Ye Qingyu participated in was a team project, consisting of female classmates and several dancers selected from several different classes.

In his previous life, he would have lost track of the names of more than ten girls from different classes after a week.

but now.

With the ability of photographic memory, it is difficult for him to forget clearly.

When the primary election passed, Gu Chen had seen the list.

Zhou Mengxue's name was not on the list at that time.

It wasn't until he turned over the list and judged it through the handwriting that he was able to confirm that the name was only added today.

And it seems that he added it secretly behind his back.

Ah!

Gu Chen narrowed his eyes. It had been a long time since he had seen Zhou Mengxue acting like a moth in front of him.

He still remembers it clearly.

Now it’s time to collect the things that Zhou Mengxue needs to pay back!

……

……

No need to ask, Gu Chen knew where Zhou Mengxue was now.

as predicted.

After saying hello to the teacher of the dance classroom, he just walked to the door of Lilac Building hall when he heard the faint sound of quarrel coming from inside.

When he saw a familiar face among the chaotic people, Gu Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

Why is Ye Qingyu here?

"Don't cry in front of me. I already told you that it was because of your bad image that Qingyu gave me your place."

"Zhou Mengxue! What are you talking about? When did I say I would give up my spot to you?"

"You personally helped me change it in the classroom! Qingyu, as the lead dancer, you have the opportunity to eliminate others. Fan Xiangxiang dances poorly and is annoying. You told me this yourself..."

"When did I tell you this? You..., I really didn't expect that, Zhou Mengxue! You are such a person!"

In the dance hall.

The two girls faced each other and each had his own opinion.

Fan Xiangxiang, who was wearing a dance costume, was sobbing and wiping tears at the side, as if he couldn't stop crying.

Several girls around her were comforting her, sometimes looking angrily at Zhou Mengxue and Ye Qingyu who were still arguing, but for a long time they could only sigh helplessly.

"Fan Xiangxiang's legs cannot be exercised strenuously as long as they start taking medication. The art festival is the last chance."

"I never expected that Ye Qingyu would transfer such a precious spot to Zhou Mengxue for her own selfish desires. She has a human face and a beast heart!"

"But Ye Qingyu didn't admit it either..."

"But you haven't seen Zhou Mengxue say something so similar? And she used to have the best relationship with Ye Qingyu. This will at best break up. Is what she said wrong?"

The selfish desires of the girls around him are endless.

The misunderstanding developed in a deeper direction.

When Ye Qingyu looked at Fan Xiangxiang, who was still crying, her eyes were a little apologetic.

The seniors all knew that Fan Xiangxiang, who had just joined the rehearsal team not long ago, suffered from pathological flat feet. Such strenuous exercise would easily tire the legs and was not suitable for dancing.

The girl's dream was buried deep in the abyss before it even came out.

Doctors have said that as age and weight increase, Fan Xiangxiang can basically lead a normal life as long as he does not exercise excessively.

As the lead dancer of the team, Ye Qingyu has the right to substitute performers.

Since I learned that Fan Xiangxiang has been rehearsing hard these days, even if her toes bleed while practicing ballet moves, she is gritting her teeth just to stand on the stage for the last performance at the festival. The entire team of more than ten people have taken great care of her. .

Even if her foundation is not very good and sometimes she can't keep up with the movements, Ye Qingyu still plans to give her the last spot.

She remembered what her mother taught her to be considerate of others.

After all, this is Fan Xiangxiang's only chance to realize his stage dream.

But when she was discussing with her team members what actions she should take when exiting the game in the afternoon, Zhou Mengxue came over with the photos on her phone.

That photo was from the program for the festival party.

Incredibly, where the words "Fan Xiangxiang" should have been written above, it now says "Zhou Mengxue".

She came here just to squeeze Fan Xiangxiang out with her unaware self.

"So you said you wanted to hand in the form for me to change my name. I saw you clearly!" Ye Qingyu's eyes turned red.

"Qingyu, how could you wrongly accuse me like this? I am your best friend. Look at this photo. This is your own handwriting..." Zhou Mengxue wiped the non-existent tears from her eyes, looking like she was about to cry. The pitiful appearance.

When he hid his face, there was a sinister smile on his face that showed his plan had succeeded.

Of course, she wrote the name above by imitating Ye Qingyu's writing habit.

The art festival stage of Binhai No. 1 Middle School is very large, and there will be a big screen to broadcast the list of performers. For a series of issues such as awarding and receiving awards, as long as the list is compiled by the person in charge, it generally cannot be changed.

And Zhou Mengxue seized this moment.

I specifically waited for the day when Gu Chen had to submit the form before changing Fan Xiangxiang's name to his own.

In order to prevent these people from looking for Gu Chen, she also lied, saying that Gu Chen had already handed the list to the Academic Affairs Office for statistics.

Everything is ready.

Looking at Ye Qingyu's aggrieved look, Zhou Mengxue almost laughed out loud.

She had already thought about it, and no one in the classroom saw her change her name.

Judging from the worst-case scenario, if the commotion gets bigger, Ye Qingyu will tell the truth to the teacher, and she will insist that her name was added by Gu Chen.

The messier, the better.

It is very effective to solve this kind of problem in the form of "mixing mud". The school will definitely not waste time on such trivial matters.

The worst thing I can do is explain it clearly and apologize when the time comes. Anyway, the performance spot will still be mine.

Now there is only one question left: Can Gu Chen's stupid brain tell that he has changed an extra name?

The answer is absolutely no!

Thinking of this, a proud smile appeared on her face.

Ye Qingyu still didn't let herself join her team at that time?

Aren't all of them helpless with just a few tricks?

just now.

As long as Gu Chen handed in the form, everything would become simple.

"Is this Zhou Mengxue and Ye Qingyu acting?"

"It's a pity that Fan Xiangxiang is so unkind when he encounters people, and here is Ye Qingyu, the team leader who protects his best friend!"

The surrounding discussions spread again, but Ye Qingyu was unable to explain.

Everything has been settled. As long as Gu Chen turns in the form, the quota will be determined. There is no point in talking about it.

Looking at this best friend who once thought he understood me best, now besides having a sore nose, I also feel nauseous.

What hit me at the same time was a full sense of powerlessness.

It turns out that everything my mother said was right. It turns out that he is the only one around me who treats me really well...

In his mind, a figure of a person suddenly appeared.

No matter what kind of trouble Zhou Mengxue and she had before, it was the boy who helped calm down the anger with money and effort.

He is unconditionally good to himself, which is completely different from Zhou Mengxue, who has a human face and an animal heart. He is so sincere and enthusiastic.

The boy who has a high emotional intelligence and a good temper, always likes to be by his side, and can always handle things without missing a beat.

And now he is even more arrogant and has such a great influence in the school.

He has become so good that he has become someone he looks up to.

He lost him himself.

"Gu Chen, where are you..." These words were crowded in Ye Qingyu's throat, and she could not make a sound for a long time.