Chapter 554 Follow your feelings
After Xu Yi handed in her manuscript, Qin Moyu broke into a cold sweat for her even through the screen.
"No, Xu Yi, not yet."
"It's been less than an hour. No, Xu Yi, Xu Yi!"
Qin Moyu screamed across the screen, "I said don't hand it over now, don't!"
Gu Beicheng thought Qin Moyu was insane, so he reminded her, "She can't hear you talking."
"Cell phone, I'll call her."
Gu Beicheng handed her the phone, "Silly Momo, how could you possibly get a call during a competition?"
Just when Qin Moyu was holding the phone, Xu Yi had already submitted the design draft, and Qin Moyu was so angry that she almost died. "It's over, how can she submit the draft at this time? Can anyone stop her?"
"Probably not. Let her follow her feelings."
"But, but...
"Momo, don't worry so much. You didn't go to the competition, so she should know what to do."
Xu Yi became the first person to hand in her manuscript, and immediately everyone looked up at her.
What could it be? Everyone couldn't help but become curious. The more curious they were, the more they doubted themselves, and the more they doubted themselves, the more flustered and uneasy they became.
Xu Yi went backstage and took a nap. The Milan competition was over, and the moment she handed in her manuscript, it was completely over. She didn't need to make any effort except quietly waiting for the competition.
Xu Yi lay down on the soft sofa and yawned.
She went to sleep. Resting as much as possible was her goal. In life, the healthiest thing is to combine work and rest.
The pressure has been released and now I urgently need to relax.
The competition was still going on, and Song Yuqian submitted her work very quickly, which made the people in the audience even more excited. When Song Yuqian went backstage, she saw Xu Yi sleeping alone on the sofa.
She rolled up the hem of her purple gauze skirt and hugged herself tightly.
Song Yuqian thought to herself that she could sleep too, she never forgot to sleep no matter where she went.
However, seeing Xu Yi sleeping so soundly, she also felt sleepy instantly. Song Yuqian leaned against Xu Yi and draped the shawl she had worn when she went out in the morning on Xu Yi.
Xu Yi felt very cold, very, very cold...
She hugged herself tightly. There was heavy snow all around her. She was the only one sitting in the snow crying in her thin clothes...
More than an hour later, the contestants on the Milan final stage finally submitted their works. When they returned to the backstage, they saw Song Yuqian and Xu Yi asleep.
Zhou Zhiyin was stunned for a moment, and Cassia couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh my God, how can they sleep? Can they sleep like this?"
Miss Heijin smiled and glanced at Xu Yi who was sleeping, then sat back in her seat.
"You are so careless. Is it suitable to sleep at this time?"
After the competition, Zhou Zhiyin felt very disappointed. She found that she was less passionate than before. She didn't know when it started, but her luck in the competition was getting worse and worse.
In the quiet backstage, everyone was waiting for the result with a heavy heart.
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When he was young, Xu Yi doubted and denied himself due to Song Yanming's repeated sarcasm.
Since she couldn't keep up with her studies, she put some effort into dressing herself up, but Song Yanming still despised her...
He said hairstyle has nothing to do with appearance.
Xu Yi observed for a while and found that it was true. The good-looking girls in school, such as Qin Moyu, looked very good even if they were only wearing school uniforms and tying their hair into a ponytail.
It was so beautiful and stunning that Gu Beicheng couldn't walk every time he saw it.
She feels inferior and doesn't know how to make up for it.
Her family background was not good, and she lived in the Song family. She couldn't keep up with her studies. Even big names like Song Yanming came to tutor her, but her grades were still as bad as before. She could only squeeze into an average grade at her best...
Being rejected and isolated became her fate.
Xu Yi thought that if she really didn't want to live, couldn't succeed, and couldn't withstand the pressure, then she would drag Song Yanming to die with her!
On the day she died, she would tell Song Yanming how much she hated him.
She even thought that Song Yanming deliberately said he would come to help her with her homework in order to insult and attack her.
He didn't curse, but his tone was cold, asking her to hold out her hand if she did something wrong.
After she finally solved a problem, he created a more difficult problem to embarrass her. He just wanted to beat her and leave her unable to resist.
For a period of time, Song Yanming beat her so hard that her palms became red and swollen, and it even hurt to hold a pen.
He said, "It's your own fault."
In the past, Xu Yi could only remember a general idea and would not remember such distant things, but now she can actually remember many details of living with him.
The first time Xu Yi spent the New Year at the Song family, he was four years old. Jiang Qing raised him so that his skin became whiter and his face became rounder.
She really liked the room that Song Yuqian decorated, and she wanted to go in and play around, but Song Yuqian disagreed...
Xu Yi was crying, Jiang Qing came up and scolded Song Yuqian.
"Sister wants to go in and play with you. Can't you be more generous? Look, sister is crying."
"Then I cried too."
Song Yuqian said unhappily, "This is the room I decorated, my room, and she always wants to snatch things from me."
Coming from the countryside, everything is new to me and Xu Yi is curious about everything.
Jiang Qing talked to Song Yuqian for a long time before she agreed to let Xu Yi into the house. However, Xu Yi clumsily broke the crystal ball that Song Yuqian had collected.
Song Yuqian yelled at Xu Yi. At that time, Jiang Qing and Song Wenbin had already left the house, and there was only the nanny at home.
Although the nanny knew that Jiang Qing loved Xu Yi, Xu Yi was adopted after all, so how could he be as important as a biological child?
The nanny scolded Xu Yi, "How can you be so ignorant, my wife took pity on you and let you stay here, do you really think you are the master?"
"Auntie Wang, my crystal ball."
"Ms. Yuxi, please stop crying."
The nanny was so angry, "Don't you have any sense of propriety in someone else's home? Didn't your dead parents teach you that? Don't treat someone else's home as your own. Be sensible and polite! Be courteous to the host."
The nanny took Xu Yi downstairs and said, "Don't you dare snatch things from Miss Yuqian anymore. Madam pities you, don't you know that? You are just an outsider. If you anger Madam one day, she will drive you back to the mountains..."
Xu Yi was scolded so much that she forgot to cry. Song Yuqian was furious, "I don't like you, get out!"
Xu Yi looked around the room, then walked out to the yard crying.
It was a rare snowfall in Jiangcheng. Xu Yi was shivering with cold. She wanted to go home, but she didn't know how, so she cried in the yard.
The nanny shook her head and said, "Come in quickly. The mistress is not here. It's useless to play these self-torture tricks. No one is bullying you!"
Xu Yi was stubborn and refused to go into the house. The nanny said unhappily, "Well, if you want to stay outside, then stay outside. No one asked you to go outside. If you want to stand, then stand!"