An Xue fell into a trap

an xiaowan was a little unhappy, but it was fleeting.

this circle had always been like this, flattering the strong and trampling on the weak. now that her status was not high enough, it was natural for her to be looked down upon.

of course, she wasn't stupid enough to sit in the second row.

Coincidentally, after an Xue entered the venue, she went to the toilet and did not take a seat because she was embarrassed.

An Xiaowan's eyes narrowed slightly and she went straight to the third row. When she passed by her and an Xue's seats, she reached her hand under it and fiddled with it a little. Then, she took down the logo with her and an Xue's names.

The seat an Xue was sitting on tilted.

In a place where no one could see, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Then, he took the sticker and went to the Backstage Lounge to wait.