But how was it possible?

With new and old grudges combined, it was normal for An Ruoyao to hate Song Yaoyao.

Who didn't know that Song Yaoyao was the boss of the third class? And who didn't know that they all listened to her?

"Yaoyao, you..."

Fear appeared in Song Jingwan's eyes, and she quickly grabbed onto An Ruoyao's hand. "Don't act recklessly."

"Ha! Recklessly? I'm just joking. Don't take it seriously."

An Ruoyao understood her friend. She had a good temper and she was kind. If she found out, she would probably feel guilty.

She was the only one who still treated Song Yaoyao as her younger sister.

If Song Yaoyao was her sister, she would have already dealt with her!

"Really?"

Song Jingwan held her dress in disbelief.

"Oh, Jingwan! Of course it's true. Didn't I just come in? Even if something goes wrong, it's because they offended too many people. What does it have to do with me? Aren't I allowed to vent and curse a little?"

An Ruoyao rolled her eyes and pushed Song Jingwan into a cubicle.

"Hurry and get changed. Call me if you need help. I'll be outside."

Inside the change cubicle, Song Jingwan unfolded the long dress, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

It would be ideal if the curse came true...

...

Meanwhile, things were a lot simpler in the boys' changeroom.

Han Jun who had been put on the spot did not find a partner in the end. Since he was just joking about performing a solo skit, he decided to sing a song instead.

He brought a relatively smart suit from home and gelled his hair.

Everything was ready!

"Oh, Brother Xun, I'm a bit nervous..."

Han Jun rubbed his thigh and gritted his teeth nervously. "This is my first time performing on stage. I normally sing at karaoke. What if I don't do well? WIll Yaoyao hit me? If she punches me, I'm afraid I might die."

"Ha."

Shen Xun crossed his legs, narrowed his eyes, and played with a lighter. It clicked open and close.

The blue flame made Han Jun even more nervous.

He licked his lips. "I'm a little—"

"Bro, are you thirsty?"

Before he finished speaking, an unfamiliar boy walked in and casually handed him a bottle of water. He then ignored him and walked in to hand out the rest of the water.

Han Jun held onto the bottle and waved his hand. "Thanks, Bro."

He opened the bottle and quickly drank half of it.

Shen Xun wanted to stop him but he was too later. He furrowed his brows and glared at him.

"Keep drinking. If you need to go toilet later, I'll send you onto the stage to perform."

"Pfff— Cough cough cough!" Han Jun spat out the water. "Brother Xun, is that necessary?"

He was simply drinking water. Although it was cold to drink this in the middle of winter, he normally drank this every day.

Shen Xun put away his lighter, stood up, and walked out. "Nothing better happen."

Han Jun shrugged. He looked at the remaining bottle of water and did not continue to drink it.

The performance this time was very important. If he dared to make a mistake, the third class would definitely beat him up!

...

The third class helped each other and quickly got their looks prepared.

The girls walked out in their dresses and saw Song Yaoyao helping one of the girls with her play costume. The usually arrogant girl was kneeled on the ground at that moment looking extremely cute.

Tang Xinrou helped her up. "Hurry and change into your dress. You're the last one!"

"Wait," Song Yaoyao straightened the dress and stood up to go to the changeroom.

Meanwhile, Xu Yue stood to the side and complained, "Does she have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"