Chapter 83: Chapter 83: A Slap in the Face
Brows like distant hills, untraced yet darkened, pupils like stars, unspotted yet sparkling, lips like cherries, not blushed yet red, face like peach blossoms, unpainted yet in powder form.
Three thousand strands of hair cascading like a waterfall, a willowy waist too slight to hold, skin surpassing snow-white valleys peaceful orchids.
Is this a plastic-surgery face?
If plastic surgery could make one this beautiful, then they would be willing to die for it!
Utter silence, you could hear a pin drop.
Really wanted, contrary to conscience, to say Xia Weibao was inferior to Lin Mier.
But, couldn’t bring myself to say it.
Some people are born to rely on their looks to make a living.
Lin Mier directly tore the handkerchief she was holding.
The look in her eyes as she gazed at Xia Weibao was as if she wished it could transform into a blade and slash this face a thousand times!
The spite in those eyes, even while desperately restrained, was still terrifying and ferocious.
The surrounding contestants exchanged awkward glances.
Just now, they had claimed Xia Weibao’s beauty was the result of plastic surgery; now it felt as though they had been slapped in the face, utterly humiliating.
Xia Weibao’s aura almost didn’t need comparison, she had already left Lin Mier in the dust.
In comparison, Lin Mier’s big-eyed, sharp-chinned, viper-like face seemed more like the result of plastic surgery…
Everyone withdrew in embarrassment.
“It’s almost time for my performance, I’m going to prepare.”
“I need to touch up my makeup…”
Seeing the subtle expressions of those people, Lin Mier’s fists slowly clenched, her lower lip almost bitten through!
The more smug she had been just now, the more humiliated she felt now!
As long as Xia Weibao was around, she was merely a clown!
Xia Weibao, why don’t you just die!
After everyone had dispersed, Lin Mier looked at Xia Weibao with unrestrainedly venomous eyes.
“Xia Weibao, don’t think you can win, the champion will definitely be mine!”
Xia Weibao smiled gracefully, leaning closer to Lin Mier.
She extended a slender, jade-like finger and, with a bewitching gaze, lifted Lin Mier’s chin.
“Then enjoy your last moment of glory.”
Lin Mier felt cold all over, Xia Weibao’s words unsettling her.
But remembering that Brother Wang had already arranged everything, she felt slightly reassured.
“Dance into the Future” was a national-level dance competition that had been in the spotlight from the beginning. The grand finale became even more hyped up due to Xia Weibao and Lin Mier’s incident.
The whole nation was watching!
The news of Xia Weibao’s bribery had put a lot of pressure on the organizers.
Since no one produced solid evidence, the organizers vehemently denied it.
To regain their reputation, the organizers made a bold decision: no pre-recorded footage, but a live broadcast instead!
To demonstrate fairness!
At this, the public was abuzz!
Live broadcast, great, let’s see how Bitch Xia makes a fool of herself in public!
Before the competition began, the audience didn’t forget to rinse their mouths and then drank a few more sips of water, waiting for when Xia Weibao came on stage, ready to spit and drown her!
Those who made it to the finals all had talent, so everyone’s performance was spectacular.
But the audience had Lin Mier and Xia Weibao on their minds, so the reactions were mediocre.
Until Lin Mier made her entrance, at which point the entire audience went wild!
The cheers were deafening, the shouts thunderous, almost as if they would lift the ceiling!
“Mier, you’re the best!”
“Lin Mier, our eternal goddess!”
And the live stream screen was completely overwhelmed with messages.
All were cheers for Mier, support for Mier, urging Mier to beat Bitch Xia, and so on.
Such soaring popularity excited the organizers, who hurried to capture every beautiful moment of Lin Mier on camera.