In the evening two weeks later, Jiang Yu came to the storage room, ready to change out of the sweaty dance clothes.
When she untied the lacing of her dancing shoes, she reluctantly saw that the lacing was out of line.
Jiang Yu quickly took off his dancing shoes, and took out the needle and thread from the small bag on the side of the schoolbag to sew.
This pair of shoes has been sewed back and forth by her many times. Whether it is the toe or the sole, there are many traces of repair.
After Wu Silin and the girls finished dancing, they walked into the locker room and saw Jiang Yu was sewing up her dancing shoes. She couldn't help sneering: "Wearing these rotten shoes on stage is not afraid of losing the face of our spirit birds."
"Even if she gets in, she won't be able to teach tuition fees. It's a waste of her place."
"I really can't figure out how the teacher chose someone like her to participate in the promotion competition."
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Jiang Yu glanced at Wu Silin, and replied lightly: "Did you forget it so soon? I was chosen because you were not good enough, and I just happened to dance better than you."
Several girls were speechless.
And Wu Silin was stabbed in the sore spot, trembling with anger, and said: "If you can't even buy dancing shoes, what if you get selected in the promotion competition, you can't pay the tuition fee, what qualifications do you have to enter Esme Pull the Arts Center."
After changing the past, if Jiang Yu suffered this kind of humiliation, he would definitely be out of anger.
But today, she just smiled calmly: "Whether I can enter the Esmera Art Center is unknown, but you definitely won't be able to enter, so who is more sad?"
Wu Silin didn't expect Jiang Yu's articulation to become so powerful. She couldn't talk about her, and she felt that she had lost face in front of her friends.
"It's not that you stole my chance!"
Jiang Yu easily dodged, leaving her in the air.
Wu Silin hit the cabinet, her elbow hurt.
Jiang Yu was too lazy to care about her and opened his locker.
Surprisingly, he found a new pair of ballet shoes quietly placed in the locker.
The ballet shoes are placed in a thin white sleeve with the vci logo printed on the sleeve.
Everyone knows that vci is a high-end brand of ballet shoes. It is produced by hand and maintains the spirit of craftsmanship for a century. The annual output is very small, but the quantity is small and the quality is high.
In these years, when the ballet shoe industry has sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain, the small quantity of vci has pushed the brand to the top position of the high-end and even luxury industry.
Jiang Yu took out the dancing shoes from the thin sleeve in surprise.
This is a pair of pointe shoes. The white satin surface is evenly lustrous. Every stitch and every thread is hand-made, making these shoes more like a pair of works of art than ordinary dancing shoes.
VCI is the best brand in ballet shoes. Every girl who practices dancing is eager to have a pair of VCI shoes.
It's a pity that vci's shoes are too expensive, and dancing shoes are extraordinarily useless. They must be replaced after a few months of wear.
Therefore, there are not many people who can really afford the VCI brand.
The girls sighed in surprise when they saw this pair of vci pointe shoes—
"My God, Jiang Yu actually changed to double vci!"
"These shoes are a bit like the ones on Wu Silin's feet?"
"Of course it's different. Who knows if her pair is a high imitation."
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Wu Silin looked at the shoes in Jiang Yu's hands that were exactly the same as her own vci shoes, her face was cold.
Jiang Yu suddenly remembered how Qiu Li talked to her about ballet shoes two weeks ago.
He was pinching his ankle at the time, as if he had measured it with his fingers.
But Jiang Yu never imagined that he would give her a pair of VCI ballet shoes!
Jiang Yu knew about Qiu Li's family situation. His father was imprisoned in his early years because of the crime of abuse, and his mother never contacted him. Because of his mental disability, his relatives were unwilling to take care of him.
After entering Yuxi Middle School, Qiu Li relied on his excellent academic performance to get a scholarship to barely make a living.
Where did he get the money to buy such expensive shoes
Jiang Yu silently put the shoes back into the schoolbag, ready to go to Qiu Li and ask for clarification.
At this time, Wu Silin stopped her and said, "Jiang Yu, although he is too poor to buy shoes, there is no need to buy fakes."
"That's right, buying and selling high-quality fakes is illegal."
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Jiang Yu was relieved when she heard that they were high imitations and fakes, and said casually, "What happened to the high imitations, did you eat your food?"
After speaking, she was about to leave, and how could Wu Silin let her leave so easily, she stopped her and said, "If you show your face in front of Esmeera's teacher wearing these shoes, it would be a shame."
"that is!"
A girl next to Jiang Yu took advantage of Jiang Yu's unpreparedness, pulled her cloth bag, and took out the pair of ballet shoes: "Each pair of vci shoes has a unique code on the shoelace, which can be checked on the official website. Jiang Yu Rain, you don't mind if we check it out."
Jiang Yu said coldly: "So what if I checked, I wear high imitation shoes. If I want to lose face, I will also lose face. It has something to do with you."
"You can't say that. If you wear high imitation shoes to perform on stage, it's our Lingque art class who will be embarrassed."
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Wu Silin said reluctantly: "If these shoes are fake, we will help you destroy them."
"You dare!"
Wu Silin had already taken out the scissors from her schoolbag, and said with a sneer, "You can try it."
Jiang Yu wanted to go forward to get her shoes back, but the girls quickly grabbed her arm and controlled her, not letting her get close to Wu Silin.
Jiang Yu said angrily: "It's your hands anyway, how do I know if the encoding is correct or not."
"Bumper."
The girl who was holding the phone to check the code said to Wu Silin: "Silin, take off your shoes and let me check together. What is genuine and what is high imitation, isn't it clear at a glance."
Wu Silin took off her VCI ballet shoes without hesitation and handed them over.
Putting the two pairs of shoes together, they look exactly the same, but the girls onlookers commented: "The quality is obviously different. Silin's pair looks much brighter."
"That's not it, you get what you pay for, even if it's a high-quality imitation, the fake can't become the real thing."
"Look at this lace, the quality is too bad."
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Jiang Yu didn't want the things Qiu Li gave her to be judged like this, so she reached out and retrieved her ballet shoes.
Wu Silin grabbed the pair of shoes with quick eyes and quick hands.
She expected Jiang Yu to be guilty, so she urged: "Check the authenticity, we can't lose face of our spirits because of her vanity."
The girl picked up the mobile phone and entered the dark pattern code embroidered on the shoe.
"I found it, these shoes are... "
The girl looked at the phone and her face suddenly sank.
"It's fake."
"It must be a fake."
The girl raised her head unwillingly, glanced at Jiang Yu, gritted her teeth and said, "It's true."
Wu Silin couldn't believe her ears, snatched the girl's mobile phone, and confirmed again and again that the code displayed on it was indeed genuine.
She looked at Jiang Yu very unwillingly: "Yo, didn't you break up with your rich boyfriend, why... shyly put it on again?"
Jiang Yu took back his dancing shoes, threw them into his schoolbag, and turned away with a sullen face.
At this moment, a girl suddenly said: "How is it possible, Si Lin, why can't you find the number of your shoes?"
Everyone looked up at the girl and saw that she was holding Wu Silin's dancing shoes in one hand and her mobile phone in the other: "Look."
The other girls crowded up and watched her phone screen—
"I really can't find it."
"No way!"
"Is it possible that Si Lin's shoes are high imitations?"
"This... "
Wu Silin took out her mobile phone in disbelief, logged on to the official website and re-entered the code on the shoe. Sure enough, it showed ruthlessly: Sorry, the code you inquired about does not exist.
"This is impossible!"
Wu Silin's shoes are vci dance shoes brought back from Ireland by her uncle who is in the foreign trade business. She wore them to the art class on the first day she got them and showed them off for several months!
It turned out to be a high imitation product!
The girls looked at each other with a hint of playfulness in their eyes.
After a long time, Jiang Yu's shoes are genuine, while Wu Silin's shoes are fake.
Seeing her trembling with anger, Jiang Yu didn't want to beat the Reservoir Dog, but thinking of her actions just now, it was too much.
"Isn't it illegal to buy and sell fake goods?" Jiang Yu picked up the scissors on the table and threw them at Wu Silin's feet: "I twisted it."
Wu Silin's lips turned pale, and she looked at the girls around her reluctantly.
The girls are naturally also in a posture of eating melons and watching a good show, waiting for her next move.
Wu Silin lost her face and became furious. She grabbed the pair of high imitation dancing shoes she had boasted about for months, and twisted them into rags.
After she finished cutting, only the girl said after a while: "Although it is a high imitation, it is not impossible to wear it, and the quality is alright."
"That's right, what a pity it was cut."
Seeing Wu Silin's gloomy anger, they shoved out of the storage room.
Today's reversal crit is enough for Wu Silin to eat a cup.
Jiang Yu was too lazy to care about her, carefully put the shoes back in the cloth bag, packed them, and left the storage room.
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It was 6:50 in the evening, and Jiang Yu took the bus directly to Shuixi Terrace where Qiu Li lived, but after knocking on the door for a long time, he didn't seem to be at home.
Jiang Yu took out the pair of ballet shoes from his bag, put them at the door of his house, and was about to leave.
But after walking a few steps, I looked back at the ballet shoes lying quietly by the door, and felt that it was not suitable.
Although it's not easy to take such valuable things casually, you always have to make it clear to him face to face.
It seemed a little inhumane to go back in silence like this.
With this in mind, Jiang Yu picked up her dancing shoes and left the unit building.
As soon as she walked out of the community, she saw a boy in a black turtleneck, walking slowly along the ginkgo path.
He was carrying a pocket in his hand with a medicine box in it.
"Juli!"
Jiang Yu quickly waved at him.
However, when Qiu Li saw Jiang Yu, his subconscious reaction was to turn around and run!
Jiang Yu looked at his figure fleeing, stunned for a few seconds, and quickly chased after him: "What are you running for!"
Qiu Li ran faster than a wolf, swerved through several small alleys, and ran to the intersection of another street without stopping.
Seeing that the girl behind him didn't catch up, he gasped on his knees and breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, a taxi stopped beside him, the door opened, Jiang Yu got out of the car, closed the door hard, and said angrily, "You run again!"
Julie: …
Jiang Yu approached him and saw bruises and scratches on his face, and a Band-Aid on the bridge of his nose.
She stood on tiptoe, pinched his stubble-covered chin, and looked left and right.
He did have wounds on his face, and more than one place, with bruises at the corners of his eyes, and cracked lips.
It's no wonder that these days, as soon as school is over, there is no shadow, and she is deliberately avoiding her!
"You were beaten again?"
Facing the girl's questioning, for the first time in his life, Qiu Li felt at a loss and explained, "I didn't do anything."
Jiang Yu thought of the scene where he was surrounded and beaten that night for the first time, and his heart ached inexplicably.
Qiu Li licked the tear in his lower lip, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
He likes to see Jiang Yu angry and anxious for himself.
"okay."
Qiu Li reached out and wanted to touch Jiang Yu's forehead: "It's a small matter, it won't kill you anyway."
Jiang Yu blocked his hand, but as soon as he touched his forearm, Qiu Li instinctively retreated, frowning slightly, as if he was in pain.
Seeing this, Jiang Yu grabbed his wrist, and involuntarily opened his sleeves.
On the forearm, there are traces of burns from cigarette butts.
"Who did it!" Jiang Yu became excited: "Who the hell did you mess with!"
Qiu Li was slightly dissatisfied, and withdrew his hand, avoiding her gaze: "It's okay."
"Qiu Li, you said you wouldn't harm yourself."
Qiu Li said coldly, "No self-harm."
He promised her that he would not break his promise.
"Then who did you say did it?"
"No one, are you annoying?"
Jiang Yu was really angry.
She knew that it would be a matter of time before Qiu Li continued to mingle recklessly like this and set foot on the road of no return.
"Qiu Li, if you don't cherish your own body, you still expect someone in this world to love you."
Qiu Li turned and glanced at her. The girl in front of her was wearing a red scarf and a white jacket. Her skin was as white as the moon, and her eyes were as clear as springs. She was so bright and beautiful.
He suddenly felt a burst of inferiority complex, his face was heavy, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I'm living in such a bad way, you can't stand it, then go."
Jiang Yu looked at his back as he turned away, gritted his teeth, chased after him, and took out the pair of white ballet shoes from his schoolbag: "Where did you get such expensive shoes?"
"I didn't send it." Qiu Li didn't even look at the shoes.
"It's you." Jiang Yu said reluctantly, "I can smell smoke on my shoes."
"Impossible." Qiu Li stopped, pulled the shoe from her hand, put it under her nose and sniffed: "How could it smell like smoke, I didn't even take it off..."
Before he finished speaking, he reacted, and in a hurry, he was ripped off.
"..."
The little girl is learning.
Seeing his admission, Jiang Yu asked, "Is this shoe related to your injury? Did you rob someone's money, or were you beaten because you couldn't pay the loan?"
A hundred possibilities had popped up in her mind, each of which... not good.
Qiu Li didn't like being questioned so aggressively by her, so he threw his shoes on her: "If you like it or not, stop talking nonsense."
"If that's the case, I don't want it."
Jiang Yu was also impatient. He returned the shoe to him, and when he shoved it, the shoe fell to the ground.
With red eyes, she took two steps back, holding back her tears and said to him, "Qiu Li, no one can save you, you can only save yourself."
Qiu Li said solemnly, "I don't need to be rescued, I'm fine now."
"you sure?"
"Sure."
"Well, when I'm nosy, you'd better not regret it. Whoever regrets will lose."
After Jiang Yu finished speaking, he took two steps back, turned and left.
Qiu Li looked at her back running away, and recalled her words in his ears.
No one can save you, you can only save yourself...
Did he ever give up on himself for a moment, did he not want to become better and become a normal person.
In his hell, there was only that faint light she gave.
Qiu Li squatted down, his heart twitching.
This was the second time he felt distressed.
He carefully held up the pair of pointe shoes, like a treasure, and lightly patted off the ashes.
Qiu Li went home alone, wringed out the water with a clean towel, and wiped the ballet shoes carefully.
Rubbing the cold satin finish of his dancing shoes, he couldn't understand how such a small piece of fabric could be sold for such an expensive price.
However, there are definitely advantages to being expensive.
Gifts for Xiaoyu must be the best.
Qiu Li didn't feel bad at all.
At this moment, the phone at home rang, and Qiu Li received a call from Boss Xu—
"Xiao Li, come to me next time when you're still short of money. You are our best target here. Many guests have called you by name."
Qiu Li said lightly, "I won't do it again."
"Don't be so absolute, anyway, come to me whenever you need it."
Qiu Li hung up the phone expressionlessly.
He walked over to the mirror, tore off the Band-Aid from the bridge of his nose, and put a new one on.
When I touched the wound, I clearly felt pain.
Jiang Yu actually guessed right. The money he bought for vci pointe shoes was indeed related to the injury on his face.
Introduced by a friend, he found Boss Xu. Boss Xu opened an underground black fighting arena, and there were games every night.
In fact, it is a fighting competition. In fact, it is not fighting at all, it is a human flesh target for people to vent.
As long as the other party gives money, he can be violent to him casually, including beatings, burning his hands with cigarette butts, etc., so as to vent his depression in real life, provided that it does not threaten his life.
Qiu Li thought that he was very suitable for this "job", because he could not feel pain, so his endurance would be very strong.
However, he was wrong.
Every time he was beaten in the past, the pain he felt was minimal.
But this time, he really felt it.
Every punch on his body was a pain carved into the bone marrow. The cigarette butt burned on the skin, and the burning sharp stinging pain caused his body to tremble.
That's what he's been looking for in the past... an incredibly real world.
Qiu Li's illness is not a physical illness, but a psychological disorder that stems from the trauma he suffered in childhood.
It's not that he can't feel it, but his nerves automatically weaken and block this feeling.
This time, he felt it.
Later, Qiu Li made some other attempts, such as trying to poke the skin on the back of his hand with a toothpick, but he didn't feel anything.
He gradually began to understand that all this was still related to Jiang Yu.
He went to be a human flesh target in order to make money to buy shoes for Jiang Yu, and the purpose was related to her.
Therefore, all the tortures suffered in the process have become unforgettable.
Qiu Li touched his wound and clearly felt the sharp stabbing pain, and his mood suddenly became clear.
It seems that everything is slowly recovering.
He can be a normal person, as long as he works hard enough, gets admitted to a good university, has the best future, and has a girl he loves.
He will appear in front of his mother in the best face, and his mother will like him. He will have everything he once hoped for and could not get, and he will have a family.
The corners of Qiu Li's mouth turned up unconsciously.
so good.
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