C92 Tragedy

The Qiming Building had already been booked by the organizer of the competition.

After Ye Tian signed her name at the sign-in area, she walked into the competition area.

Because it was the finals, the number of participants had been reduced. Everyone had their own small cubicle as a studio.

Ye Tian took the competition card and found her own cubicle. When she walked in, she found that the model was already sitting inside.

She saw a slender woman in ballet attire looking at her phone with her head lowered.

"Hello, my name is Ye Tian."

She smiled and greeted her.

When the other party saw her, he immediately stood up and returned a polite smile. He reached out and shook her hand.

"Hello, my name is Mi Rong. I am a ballet dancer and your model."

When Ye Tian walked into the competition area, she already knew that the theme of this year's finals was "Dance of the Ballerinas."

From 10 o'clock to 12 o'clock, these two hours were for the participants to perform in the backstage.

From 1 o'clock to 2 o'clock, the contestants would present their works to the organizer.

At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, the competition would officially begin.

First, there was a dance performance. After a few special guests' words of congratulations, the contestants would go up on stage to show their works and explain them.

After that was the highlight of the show, the judge and the audience's selection.

The results would be announced immediately, and the rankings would be announced on the spot.

Ye Tian knew what was going to happen. She looked at her watch.

"It's still early. You can walk around as you wish, so you don't have to stay in this small shed."

Mi Rong smiled and nodded.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the door.

"Ye Tian? I saw someone walk over just now. The person looked like you. It's you."

Ye Tian looked back. She was not surprised by Ye Ziyan's appearance. She glanced at Ren Chuchu who was beside her and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"I remember that outsiders aren't allowed to enter the backyard. Ye Ziyan, you don't even know how to use a stupid camera. How did you get in?"

Hearing Ye Tian's sarcastic words, Ye Ziyan bit her lips and raised a mocking smile.

"Of course, ordinary people can't come in, but I'm different."

Ren Chuchu hurriedly replied, "That's right. Ziyan is a big star. She came here to cheer for her friend. Who can stop her?"

Ye Tian was amused when she heard that. "Who can stop her? Look at her tone. Those who don't know better would think that you are some big leader."

"Star? The star has already started to go downhill. Ye Ziyan, you are now in such a mess. It's fine if you can't get a movie or TV series, but you have nothing to do all day long. Can't you even get a small role? Isn't it too cold? "

Hearing her ridicule, Ye Ziyan really wanted to tear her mouth apart.

However, thinking about Ye Yongcheng's instructions, there were too many people here, so she could only clench her teeth.

Ren Chuchu could not take it anymore, so she immediately retorted in a bad mood.

"What right do you have to call Ziyan? Do you think you're that good? You're just a nameless little photographer. What are you so proud of?"

Ye Tian lowered her head and fiddled with the camera, then she casually pouted.

"Yes, you're right. We are about the same. As far as I know, you are not as good as me. What are you doing here?"

After saying that, she suddenly raised her eyelids and looked over indifferently.

"I said that I felt that you looked familiar the last time I saw you. Then I remembered that you're not Ren Yuanhua's distant cousin. The Ren family is not doing well recently, and your family is not affected, right? Why are you still in the mood to jump around outside?"

Ren Chuchu was stunned by her words, and her face suddenly flushed red.

If Ren Yuanhua's family fell, how could her family not be affected!

Fortunately, her father had taken action in time, so the losses were minimized. Otherwise, she wouldn't have had the chance to come here today.

"Why aren't you talking?"

Ye Tian heard that there was no more noise, and the corner of her lips curved into a smile.

"Hey, it's so boring. There's no one here to relieve the boredom. The two of you should leave. There are too many people here, and it won't be good if you bump into each other."

Ye Ziyan bit her lips and glared at her, but in the end, she could only sneer.

"Ye Tian, you can only satisfy your cravings. You will regret it later!"

With that, she glanced at Mi Rong from the corner of her eyes and turned to leave.

"Phew, it's finally quiet."

She let out a long breath and smiled at Mi Rong in embarrassment, "These two are very annoying. You have made a fool of yourself."

Mi Rong didn't mind and waved her hand with a smile. The two of them started to chat relaxedly.

Seeing that there was still a quarter of an hour before ten o'clock, Mi Rong got up and went to the bathroom. Ye Tian stayed in the shed and adjusted the angle and lighting.

Ten minutes passed. She was still fiddling with the camera, but Mi Rong didn't come back. She felt a little strange.

After waiting for another two minutes, she frowned slightly and felt that something was wrong. She opened the curtain and looked outside. She was surprised to see Mi Rong leaning against the wall and walking back.

"What happened?"

She was shocked and had a bad feeling. She quickly ran over to support her.

Mi Rong's expression was a little ugly. There was a layer of cold sweat on her forehead. She looked down and said in pain, "My ankle is sprained."

Hearing that, Ye Tian followed her line of sight and saw that her ankle was already red and swollen. It looked a little shocking.

"How could this be?"

Every step Mi Rong took, there would be a few drops of sweat on her forehead. She gritted her teeth and looked at Ye Tian.

"On the way, I... I was hit. It was the two people who were talking to you, Ye Ziyan and the others..."

Hearing that, Ye Tian's face suddenly darkened.

She knew that Ye Ziyan and her friends would never be honest!

But now was not the time to settle scores with them. The bell had already rung, so she could only help Mi Rong back to the studio.

Just as she put down the curtain, she glanced sideways and unintentionally met Ye Ziyan's eyes.

She was expressionless as she indifferently glanced at her and then put down the curtain.

"Sorry, I have implicated you."

Holding Mi Rong in the chair, Ye Tian apologized with a guilty expression and half bit her lips.

Mi Rong did not use any more strength in her feet, so she felt a little relieved. She let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead with a piece of paper. She then pursed her lips and shook her head.

"It's fine. Now is not the time to talk about this. What about your work?"

This was a big problem, and Ye Tian's expression became more and more serious.

Ye Ziyan and Ren Chuchu must have been thinking the same thing. They could not blatantly touch her, so they targeted her model.

The theme of this competition was "Ballet Dance." The photographer needed to capture the most exciting and meaningful moment when the dancer was dancing.

But now, Mi Rong's foot was injured, so she could not dance at all.

This meant that she could not hand over her work!