"This classmate, you are sitting in the wrong seat." Bai Xingwu bent down, his beautiful face without any emotion, and his smile was official.
"No, there are 12 seats in row 3. This is my seat." Zhang Shan turned around and saw Bai Xingwu, the girl who made her grit her teeth with hatred, but she showed a pure and innocent look.
Bai Xingwu deliberately used the word "this classmate" to explain the relationship between them, but who knew she would actually pretend to do so.
"Then can you give me your receipt?" Bai Xingwu said slowly, without any intention of giving in.
Zhang Shan looked embarrassed and said in a low voice: "Did you bully me into throwing away the note?"
The girl next to her might be someone she knew, so she suddenly asked, "Are you here to grab a seat?"
Looking up, I saw the beauty of life, with long and thick eyelashes, and an indescribable charm and charm in her eyes.
Girls are often disgusted with such a beautiful girl, and Bai Xingwu's tone is clearly a bit aggressive, which exacerbates the bad first impression.
"This is a thief shouting to catch a thief, why don't you rake him up??" Bai Xingwu made a sarcastic arc, like a wild rose blooming at night, dangerous and charming.
"Do you think I don't have a ticket stub? Monitor Zhang Shan?"
She bit her name word by word, and then silently took out a slightly folded ticket stub from her pocket.
"You! This?" The girl next to her was mute and looked at Zhang Shan in puzzlement. It was obvious that they had just met each other and did not support her.
"As classmates, can't we be more friendly with each other? Although I know you don't like me very much, you can't pick up my ticket stubs and frame me, right?"
Zhang Shan spoke aggrievedly, speaking hesitantly, as if there was a lot of bitterness brewing in her heart.
"Why are you like this?!" The girl next to her immediately took sides with Zhang Shan, because she had just greeted and chatted with her very cordially, and even generously gave her a support card from the God of War.
Enthusiastic and cheerful, like a sunflower welcoming the sun.
"Ha. You really don't know the difference between right and wrong." Bai Xingwu lazily spat out a few words and walked away without caring.
What followed was a staff member wearing the God of War Dance Troupe. With a hint of official smile and standard Mandarin accent, she faced Zhang Shan and said:
"Fans must be of good quality. Those who occupy other people's seats will be included in our official blacklist."
Zhang Shan was stunned for a second, and then her eyes were soaked with liquid and flowed down. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
I could only cry silently, like an underage girl who was bullied.
"I... I... I'm sorry." Like a child who had done something wrong, she straightened her back and stood up, bowing heavily at ninety degrees to the staff.
"No, I...my seat is occupied, and I don't want to be kicked out without a seat."
She explained hesitantly, with a look of panic on her face, and added with a sob: "I like the God of War very much. I stayed until the early morning to get the seat. I don't want to be kicked out."
"So I can only do justice to myself in the same way as others."
"I'm really, really sorry."
"I know this is wrong, but I really like Ares."
"If you don't believe it, I have online ticket purchase records here. The girl who occupied my seat completely ignored my complaint."
She kept trying her best to pour out her bitterness, and she looked like a fragile Lin Daiyu, with guilt in her eyes.
(End of chapter)