The other girls giggled and made eye contact, understanding each other.
Zhao Xiaolu, who heard all this outside, felt frightened. It seemed that these girls wanted to do harm to Mu Xiaoxiao.
Then...does she need to tell Mu Xiaoxiao
Zhao Xiaolu bit her lip, feeling very confused.
Mu Xiaoxiao had helped her before, she should come forward and tell Mu Xiaoxiao about this so that she could take precautions.
However…
Another voice in my heart said, don't tell Mu Xiaoxiao, let Mu Xiaoxiao get injured so that she can't participate in the competition.
This evil voice became stronger and stronger, making Zhao Xiaolu feel panicked.
No, she can no longer be controlled by her evil heart, she wants to be a good person, and she wants to tell Mu Xiaoxiao about this!
Zhao Xiaolu clenched her fists and made up her mind.
At this moment, the people inside discovered her.
"Are you... Zhao Xiaolu?"
Zhao Xiaolu took a step back and wanted to run, but it was too late.
The girl who gave the idea before came over and grabbed her shoulders with a malicious smile, "Zhao Xiaolu, right? Just in time, we have something that we need your help with."
Zhao Xiaolu felt uneasy.
Could it be that the help they are referring to is...
"I know, you must also hate Mu Xiaoxiao, right? Now that your spot has been taken away by her, are you willing to do so? You must not be willing to do so! Mu Xiaoxiao is a layman, and with just one or two paintings, he wants to Of course we won't agree to take away the spot that belongs to our art class, right?"
The girl wanted to bewitch Zhao Xiaolu.
Zhao Xiaolu was forced to walk among them and could only pretend to smile.
"Yeah, why Mu Xiaoxiao! I gave up this place before because I thought I was not qualified. This place should be given to you seniors in the third class of high school. You have studied for so many years and have a solid foundation in painting. I think you I am more qualified to participate in competitions on behalf of the school.”
What she said made several girls very happy.
"Zhao Xiaolu, you are quite good at talking. It's a good thing to be self-aware." Zhao Xiaolu smiled, "Of course I do, then I won't disturb you seniors. I have to go practice, so I'll leave now. Goodbye."
"Haha, you just overheard our conversation, how can I let you go?"
The girl grabbed her.
Zhao Xiaolu's smile froze and she quickly made her stance clear, "Don't worry, I will never tell anyone. I haven't heard anything!"
However, her efforts to distance herself from the relationship didn't work at all, as these people insisted on dragging her down.
—
Before school, Mu Xiaoxiao received a text message on her phone.
—Someone is going to harm you, so be careful.
Mu Xiaoxiao looked at it intently for a while.
Someone wants to do something bad to her
At this juncture, it is probably because of participating in the competition.
Once it is deduced, it is not difficult to guess that the person who wants to harm her is most likely someone from the art class.
Could it be that the person who sent this message to her was Zhao Xiaolu
Mu Xiaoxiao analyzed it in silence.
She thought for a while and replied to the other party: Are you Zhao Xiaolu
There was no response.
The school bell rang. When Feng Tianqi turned around, he saw Mu Xiaoxiao frowning.
"What's wrong? What are you looking at?"
He was curious and tried to look at her phone screen.
Mu Xiaoxiao covered her phone.
"Nothing, school is over, let's go."
Feng Tianqi shrugged and chatted with her about household matters, but found that she was very unfocused.
"Hey, Xiaoxiao, hey!"
His hands were waving in front of her, and it took a while before she came back to her senses.
(End of chapter)