Song Ran stroked his hair and said with a smile: "Maybe it's because I'm too beautiful, although there is no precedent for admitting students in school, but people have admitted me exceptionally, Wen Huihui, a student of Fuguang University, my first university, and was admitted to the city's largest art troupe, do you think, I need to be jealous of you A third-rate art academy, you sell your body to get the character's goods? You're afraid that your brain is squeezed by the crack in the door, right?"

Wen Huihui was so angry that her face turned pale, but she couldn't answer a word, and again, she was crushed by Song Ran again, and she was despised again.

Why? Why is Song Ran's life so easy, why is she so smooth? It's unfair, fate is so unfair.

Could it be that if you are beautiful, you can do whatever you want?

Song Ran told her with practical actions that yes, being beautiful means that you can do whatever you want.

Song Ran saw that the face of the person in front of him turned pale, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, is it enough to humiliate yourself?" I hope you have a long memory, and you won't come to me in the future, you know?"

After saying that, he pushed her shoulders away and walked past her proudly.

With you Wen Huihui, don't expect to continue to point fingers in my life, I will make you doubt life.

Song Ran left, leaving Wen Huihui alone, her face was gloomy and terrifying, she turned around, stared at Song Ran's back, and was so angry that she almost crushed her back molars.

She clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and said, "Song Ran, what are you proud of? There is still a long way to go, one day, one day, I will trample you under my feet, there will be this day, there will definitely be!"

The Spiritual Victory Method, Miss Wen will often use it in the future.

Although she comforted herself like this, Wen Huihui was really unwilling in her heart, the Haicheng Art Troupe is the largest troupe in the entire Haicheng and even the country except for the Military and Political Art Troupe.

How many opportunities do you have to have here, with Song Ran's appearance, it is easy to get ahead, what will she use to crush Song Ran?

Fate, this damn fate! Damn it, damn it!

Even if she is unwilling, she can only go back and continue to please that Boss Han, and maybe there will be a better opportunity in the future.

Song Ran got into the taxi and glanced back at Wen Huihui contemptuously, a shameless villain like Wen Huihui should be trampled on by her, so that she would not dare to be rampant.

Obviously, Wen Huihui is a weed, and she is quite tough, so she is probably on the same page as her Song Ran.

Then come on, slowly let her fall into despair, and she can't turn over anymore, it seems to be a very pleasant thing, a slut like her, naturally she has to be slowly tortured by her, it's best to repay her and Jing Xing's pain for a lifetime.

When she arrived at the art troupe, Jiang Feng had already gone backstage, Song Ran shrunk her neck, when did the days of the turtle have to live.

Obviously, it was a very wise thing for Director Li to let He Jiao block Jiang Feng's artillery fire.

He Jiao made Jiang Feng angry again, as soon as she entered the backstage, she heard Jiang Feng's scream: "It's against you? You want to replace me as the heroine, right? You dare to wear this dress? Don't you look at what kind of goods you are? Don't you know if this is the protagonist's costume? What are you, book that!"

Before she entered her dressing room, she heard the sound of slapping again, obviously, this time Jiang Feng was very angry.

Song Ran pouted, these two are not good people, she just watched the fire and watched the show from the other side, she walked to the door of the dressing room, leaned against the door, and craned her neck to look inside.