Chapter 3 The poor have no dignity

Su Ling held the rope of the swing with one hand. Her emotions were brewing, and she adjusted her expression the moment she sat on the swing.

The white light flickered, and mournful and sad music began to play. A ghost suddenly turned her head back –

Guo Mingyan who was in the audience was so scared that he choked on his breath and exclaimed: "Fucking fuck! What the hell!"

That was not all. The ghost on the stage to swallow pills. She unscrewed the bottle of medicine, tilted her head back and poured it into her mouth. She tried shaking off her shoes but for some reason, the shoes were worn sturdily, and they didn't fall off.

She didn't care, and stared at the ceiling with her big, unblinking eyes. The tears had dried, and she started acting out her reaction to being overdosing on the swings, twitching and rolling her eyes.

It didn't take long to breathe her last.

Guo Mingyan: "..."

Qin Xiao's friends: "..."

Guo Mingyan was dumbfounded.It was his first time witnessing such a fiery performance. He felt his stomach churn and was about to vomit his lunch.

Guo Mingyan turned quickly to see Qin Xiao's reaction. The man's expression was expressionless. He took a few seconds to look at the stage before turning away.

Guo Mingyan covered his eyes: "Oh my God, this is Z Media University?"

Qin Xiao chuckled and turned back to the instructor, Chen Fan, who sat behind him. "Your school is very good and has a lot of talents."

Instructor Chen Fan's angry and astonished gaze had not yet faded, and he defended subconsciously: "This is not how she rehearsed..." He didn't dare to explain further after remembering Qin Xiao's bad temper, so he changed his words: "I'll ask her to make amends to young master Qin tonight."

Qin Xiao had not yet spoken when Guo Mingyan immediately took over: "Don't, don't! We don't need a ghost's apology."

' Looking at it hurts the eyes.'

The show was over at this point. Chen Fan recalled the Su Ling he had just seen and couldn't say how beautiful and pure she actually was.

The person he originally wanted to please was instead offended.

Qin Xiai picked up his suit jacket and said coldly: "Let's go."

....

"Let's go back," Su Ling said as she packed her backpack and drew Yun Bu aside.

Tang Weiwei looked at Su Ling, who hadn't taken off her makeup yet. Is this sick, poor ghost insane? She was once regarded as a goddess, but after today, she would become a laughingstock..

The two walked a long way before Yun Bu whispered, "Oh my God, Ling Ling you are finished. Chen Fan will want to kill you."

Su Ling returned her gaze, revealing a gentle smile beneath her tragic white makeup: "It's okay."

Yun Bu gulped hard: "It doesn't matter but which crew will dare to use you in the future after today's video is released. How about your dream?"

Su Ling froze. Dream? Five years of confinement made her forget that she originally wanted to become a big star.

She studied hard, got into a film university, and worked part-time whenever she had free time to pay the high tuition fees. It was all for this bubble-like fragile dream.

Su Ling gently shook her head, saying, "The audition will not be solely based on my performance today. I intend to work harder in the future."

Yun Bu was distraught, and she couldn't bear Su Ling's words. She was overcome with emotion and took a long time to speak: "But there's a celebration party tonight."

Qin Xiao spent money to treat the guests, and all the instructors and students who performed would go.

Su Ling's smile had faded, and her eyes had turned cold: "I know."

How could she forget? She was sent to Qin Xiao's bed this night in her previous life and awoke to a different sky. Her initially peaceful days had come to an end, and she was imprisoned. She didn't even know who was setting her up.

Su Ling went back to the dormitory and changed from the performance clothes. She was very satisfied with it, and had no plans to remove it temporarily. Even if she was set up, this look would disgust Qin Xiao to the core.

She may be unconscious but would he want to sleep with her if he couldn't stomach her present look.

Yun Bu was very sad and she couldn't stop sighing. She felt that Su Ling had was different ever since she woke up. Su Ling had always been timid, could it be that she was so frightened that she messed up on stage?

Su Ling did not intend to go to the dinner party. She wasn't curious, and preferred to be safe and unharmed than finding out who was going to harm her.

She went back to her dorm room and slept on the bed, wrapping herself tightly with the quilt: "Yun Bu, I'm not feeling well so I won't be going to the dinner party."

However, not long after, her phone rang, and on the other end was Chen Fan's angry tone, "Su Ling, what's wrong with you? Come here immediately."

Su Ling's voice was muffled, "Teacher, I'm not feeling well."

Chen Fan did not believe this. He knew Su Ling was a soft persimmon that could be squeezed effortlessly: "Your performance today was enough to fail the final. Come and apologize!"

"Okay." She said in a low voice.

The light in the dorm room was dim, and Yun Bu had turned off the light before she left so that it is easier for her to rest. Su Ling looked at her hands. They were slim and weak, glowing white and tender in the darkness. It was her looks that caused everyone to bully her.

Others were not afraid to fail a course, but she was. She never missed a class ever since she entered the university and her grades were always first.

When her classmates were partying, she was in the library reading a book. When the students went to concerts, she sharpened her acting skills over and over again in the dance studio mirror.

Just for the 8,000 yuan national scholarship.

The poor have no dignity.