Fake villain turned into cannon fodder - chapter 101

An Ran didn’t care about how other people reacted. She put on her earphones and isolated herself from everyone. She only focused on the extracurricular reading goal in her hands.

She had never loved to be tortured by others. She only liked to use force to fight and use others to beat their face. If it weren’t for Fan Shiyu, who repeatedly found trouble for her, she really was too lazy to take care of her.

If she gave more time to read more books and gain more studying value, was it not good? ╮ (╯ ▽ ╰)

“Wow, An Ran has a good personality!”

“Hmm, yeah, she has a good temper. Since yesterday, Fan Shiyu had been seeking trouble for her, and the words she said were unpleasant. If I were the one she said that to, I would have been angry.”

“Isn’t it? But An Ran could smile so softly at Fan Shiyu, and remind her that makeup is not good for the skin. She is too kind! I feel that if I could be friends with people like her, I will be very happy! “

“Yes, An Ran is really kind and gentle! Not only is she beautiful, but she is also kind! I really don’t know why Fan Shiyu doesn’t like An Ran much …”

“To put it plainly, she is jealous, who made An Ran look so beautiful …”

Poor Fan Shiyu once again couldn’t beat her face, but was beaten. Hearing everyone’s words, the little girl was almost going to cry.

Once again, she said in her heart that An Ran was a green tea!

“Okay, here we are, all contestants, get off in turns.”

Soon, the bus arrived at the “Chinese Good Poetry” competition site, all the contestants with anticipation and nervousness, led by the program crew, came to the studio of the competition.

There were so many contestants. Even if there was no audience in the competition program of “Chinese Good Poetry”, the studio was also very large!

After entering the studio, the young contestants were all excited. They looked around, took photos of themselves with their phones, and were happy.

“Okay, sit in your place according to your number plates.”

Everyone got their own number plate from the staff when they got on the bus. So they easily found their corresponding seat based on the number plate in their hands.

The seating of this 100-person group was a large rectangular seat divided into five, each with 21 seats. And An Ran’s seat …

“Number 10?”

An Ran looked at herself in the middle of the first row as she was sitting in the center!

The 10th position in the middle of the first row was a very good position.

As no matter where the camera was, one could film her position. It could also be said that one sitting in that position would have more chances to get on the camera than the five contestants on the field. At most, it was not like the five participants on the field had too many close-ups.

Therefore, this position was definitely the golden seat in all positions.

However … An Ran was not happy at all!

She would be happy if she sat in the corner! 

She could solve test papers to gain some study value!

The show was recorded in one session, but it took between 8 hours and more than 10 hours! It was really a waste of time!

 “Huh! She said that she had no connections, but she got such a good position!” Fan Shiyu, who was assigned to seat 11, sat next to An Ran, also in the prime position in the center, snorted and muttered disdainfully.

Listening to Fan Shiyu’s words, this time, An Ran nodded in her heart.

She also felt that she was being manipulated by the camera!

But she really didn’t want to sit in such a prominent position at all! (╯ ‵ □ ′) ╯︵┻━┻

However, even if An Ran was dissatisfied, she could only bear it.

All the contestants sat down one by one in their own positions. The lights in the studio lit up instantly, and the host and the judges of the program appeared in the studio.

The competition, just like that, started.

When everyone was in place, the show started recording and the program officially began with the host’s poem. Then all the judges teachers introduced themselves with poems in turn and the draw began.

“The five challengers in the first competition are–“

As the host began to announce the quota of challengers, An Ran prayed desperately in her heart that it must have her!

It was a pity that she wasn’t called.

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