The Clothes Are Broken

Yang Qi turned her head and saw the commotion over there, which made her even more irritable.

Liu Ying leaned over and whispered, "Qiqi, I feel like she's even better trained than you. Is the education level in the countryside so high now?"

Yang Qi: ...

Would you die if you didn't speak?

Why hasn't the thread opened yet?

She was almost dying of anger. Gu Qingqing had stolen all the attention.

However, even after Gu Qingqing finished her perfect performance, the thread still didn't open as she had hoped.

No matter how bad Gu Qingqing's reputation was at No. 1 High School, her perfect performance still received applause and cheers, especially from the girls who were usually criticized and pressured by Yang Qi. They felt relieved to see someone stand up for them.

As Gu Qingqing stepped down from the stage, someone immediately shouted, "Yang Qi, why don't you perform too? Otherwise, we won't be able to see the difference!"

This was definitely deliberate!

Yang Qi wasn't afraid of competing in gymnastics; her gymnastics routine had been recognized by the Provincial Sports Bureau and Education Bureau.

There were three versions of this gymnastics routine, with high, medium, and low difficulty levels. Even the lowest level was hardly practiced by any schools when it was promoted nationwide. Therefore, it couldn't be widely implemented.

There are still posts online cursing the person who choreographed this fitness routine, accusing them of being a weirdo who doesn't consider human limits.

But the fact proves that existence is reasonable.

Someone could practice it, and gradually, this gymnastics routine became a specialized competition event.

Yang Qi was the only person in Han City who had won an award in this competition.

"Qingqing has perfected the lowest-level gymnastics routine. If I perform this again, it would be a bit unfair. So, I'll choose a medium-level one."

She deliberately emphasized the words "lowest level" to tell everyone that the low level was low-level. What's the point of mastering it? If you're capable, try a medium or high level!

Others might not be able to do it, but she could!

"A medium-level gymnastics routine? I think I've only seen it in competitions! We're in for a treat today! Yang Qi is performing personally!"

Everyone's eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation.

"Yang Qi, go for it! Beat Gu Qingqing!"

Gu Qingqing looked back and saw Mu Yuyang.

Meeting her gaze, Mu Yuyang silently withdrew his hand, which he had raised to cheer for Yang Qi, and looked up at the sky, as if he had nothing to do with it.

Why did you only see me when so many people were shouting? Did you install a radar on me?

That's right, I'm so handsome; I must stand out!

Suddenly, Mu Yuyang felt happy again!

Yang Qi was extremely satisfied. Like a queen, she stepped onto the stage and nodded at Liu Ying.

Liu Ying played medium-level music for her.

As the music played, it felt different.

While others were shocked by Yang Qi's high-difficulty movements, Gu Qingqing asked, "Has she won an award in gymnastics competitions?"

On stage, after performing three movements, none of which were executed properly, it seemed flashy but was fundamentally wrong. Muscles weren't properly engaged, nerves weren't properly stimulated, and the body's flexibility was lacking. It wasn't just a matter of improper execution; there were even mistakes. Jumping like this would be in vain, and it might even strain muscles and bones.

This fitness routine was originally like the Eight Pieces of Brocade and the Five Animal Frolics, used for strengthening the body. It was only presented in a more modern and aesthetically pleasing way to promote it among young people.

But now, everyone had given up because it was too difficult. Later, the Education Bureau and the Sports Bureau felt that they couldn't waste the money given to her and organized a gymnastics competition to urge them to learn, which also served as an explanation to the higher-ups.

But this is the result?

Li Yi whispered, "Yang Qi participated in the low-level competition segment. I don't know why, but they haven't approved her for the medium level."

"Oh." That's right.

They were standing near the stage, and Yang Qi heard their conversation clearly. She also saw Gu Qingqing's expression, as if she expected it to be this way, which made Yang Qi extremely angry.

If a tiger doesn't show its might, you'll take me for a sick cat?

Yang Qi went straight into a high-difficulty move, her body jumping and rotating 720 degrees. This was the most difficult and graceful posture in the medium-level routine. However, ...

Zap, zap, zap—

He felt that if he didn't do something, this cheap little sister might find an opportunity to tear him apart. Thinking of her behavior earlier in the morning when she was cleaning Ye Qingcheng's room and pushing Ye Chengxuan downstairs, the young man shuddered.

Gu Qingqing pushed him away with a rare expression on her perennially expressionless face, though it was one of disdain.

"Stinky!"

Her voice rose in pitch, and Mu Yuyang silently took back his clothes. "Okay, let's make a deal. It's not that I, as your big brother, don't protect you. Just don't complain to mom about this!"

Yang Qi was once again embarrassed on the spot, finally losing her temper. "Liu Ying, are you dead? I told you to bring my clothes!"

Liu Ying, suddenly scolded, was also angry and blurted out, "Did you cut the wrong thread, didn't cut Gu Qingqing's, but cut your own? Is that my fault? Why are you yelling at me?"

Although her words were not very clear, everyone who saw how her clothes came apart understood. It was a case of cutting the thread, causing it to unravel!

"So, Yang Qi wanted to harm Gu Qingqing? But ended up harming herself?"

As her gaze became increasingly strange, Yang Qi couldn't bear the humiliation any longer and rushed into the changing room. No matter how fast she ran, the scenery along the way would be deeply imprinted in the minds of the students at No. 1 High School.

"Is it possible? Yang Qi would actually do something like this?" Zhou Tong was perplexed.

Chu Wei, holding an ice pack to his face, leaned against the wire fence on the side of the basketball court, his gaze falling on Gu Qingqing's face. From start to finish, this girl had shown almost no expression, which made his eyes narrow.