The night before the recommendation competition, after Jiang Yu's rehearsal, he went to the bathroom alone to take a hot shower.

When she returned to the storage room and took the cloth pocket on the shelf, she unexpectedly found that the old pointe shoes in the cloth pocket had been cut into two pieces!

She poured her shoes out in surprise, and sure enough, both shoes were cut out!

Every cabinet in the storage room is locked, and Jiang Yu usually places valuable items such as mobile phones in locked cabinets.

Dance shoes and clothes that are stained with sweat are hung on special public hooks because no one will steal such things.

She looked at the pair of pointe shoes on the ground that she had been wearing for half a year, and suddenly, anger surged into her heart.

This pair of shoes was obviously twisted by scissors, and they were twisted in a hurry. The shoes on the left foot were not even snatched, and the body of the shoe was also connected...

Obviously, I was afraid of being discovered, so I hurriedly fled the scene.

Such a thing happened in the past. With Jiang Yu's weak personality, he must be unwilling to cause trouble. He probably killed his teeth and swallowed them.

That's why they dared to bully her so unscrupulously, just because she did not dare to say anything.

Jiang Yu would never want to let them control it like this again!

She walked to the dance classroom angrily, and happened to see Wu Silin and the girls walked out talking and laughing.

Jiang Yu threw the broken shoes on Wu Silin: "You did a good thing!"

Wu Silin took a step back in fear, looked at the pair of dancing shoes that were cut on the ground, and widened her eyes: "What do you... mean!"

"Dare you say it wasn't your cut?"

Jiang Yu asked aggressively: "I will have a competition tomorrow. At this time, I will break my shoes and make me unable to get on the stage. Are you satisfied?"

"I..."

Wu Silin looked at the broken shoes and denied: "I don't have it, it's not me! I don't have it!"

"Jiang Yu, have you misunderstood Silin?" A girl stood up to smooth things over: "Silin won't do such a thing."

"Yes, if there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense, be careful to sue you for slander."

Jiang Yu naturally had a plan. She took Wu Silin's hand and said, "Since that's the case, let's go to the surveillance room to adjust the video."

Wu Silin was relieved when she heard her talk about surveillance.

She had checked it before. There was no monitoring in the storage room, and it was impossible to monitor it because it involved personal privacy issues.

It would be strange if Jiang Yu could find out.

Wu Silin followed Jiang Yu to the monitoring room with confidence, and a group of students watching the fun followed behind her.

"Jiang Yu, I warn you that if you can't find out anything, I want you to apologize in public!"

Jiang Yu said coldly: "Okay."

A group of people came to the monitoring room, and even Lin Quwen, the head of the art class, was invited.

As Wu Silin thought, the security guard in the monitoring room told them: "Is the storage room? The storage room has no surveillance."

Wu Silin looked at Jiang Yu with a sneer: "How is it?"

Jiang Yu pointed to a surveillance screen on the computer and said, "I have checked it. There is a surveillance camera right in front of the corner of the storage room door. It is just right for someone to enter the storage room. Please ask the teacher to retrieve the surveillance camera from the corner camera."

Wu Silin's face changed and she immediately said, "So many people have entered the storage room. Are they all the people who broke your shoes!"

Of course Jiang Yu expected her to say this, and the corner of her mouth raised: "Of course the murderer would not choose to commit the crime when someone was there."

"You...what do you mean."

"I changed my shoes and went to take a shower, which was almost 4:30 to 5:00 p.m.."

Jiang Yu's eyes were close to Wu Silin: "The bathroom is next to the storage room. I heard it very clearly. When I was taking a shower, only one or two people in the storage room had come in. So, just call up the monitoring for this time period and see whether you are there at a glance."

Wu Silin's face turned extremely pale.

Teacher Lin Quwen realized the seriousness of this matter and said to the security guard who was responsible for surveillance: "Click out the surveillance video and take a look."

The security guard immediately operated the computer and adjusted the monitoring at the corner to the time period of 4:30 to 5:00.

Sure enough, a quarter of an hour after Jiang Yu entered the storage room, Wu Silin sneaked in and stayed for a few minutes before coming out.

After she left, Jiang Yu came out of the storage room with broken shoes. During this period, no students had entered the storage room again.

There was only one cleaning lady in work clothes who took a mop in to clean it.

The "murderer" of the crime is obvious.

The students looked at Wu Silin with a complicated expression.

Although they hate Jiang Yu, no one will use such despicable tricks.

Wu Silin, who usually regards herself as a lady, can do such things.

Jiang Yu will perform on stage tomorrow. She cut her dancing shoes, which is too...too much!

Lin Quwen looked at Wu Silin and said seriously: "Student Wu Silin, what else do you have to say!"

"Not me...not me!"

Wu Silin shook her head frantically, her face flushed with anxiety: "It's really not me, I didn't cut her shoes!"

"Then why did you come out after less than three minutes in the storage room?" Lin Quwen asked angrily: "What did you do when you go in?"

Wu Silin burst into tears: "I...I want to cut her shoes, but not the old one! What I want to cut is the VCI pair... She locked the VCI pair, and I couldn't open the cabinet. I saw this pair of old shoes, but I... didn't touch it at all!"

Of course, Lin Quwen would not believe her words, but felt that she was quibbling and said disappointedly: "For your behavior, the Lingque Art Class will not be able to leave you. Let your parents go through the withdrawal procedures tomorrow."

"Teacher Lin! It's really not me! It's really... it's not me! I just want to break her VCI shoes. I didn't see these old shoes! I think it's dirty when I touch them! I..."

"Shut up."

Lin Quwen was completely angry by her words: "Only you and the cleaning aunt have been in. If it weren't you, could it be the cleaning aunt?"

"It's really not me!"

"You leave now and never step into the gate of the Spirit Bird!"

Under the contemptuous gaze of the students, Wu Silin ran out of the surveillance room crying.

People must pay the price for what they do. If you do it again, Jiang Yu will not let these people who hurt themselves be better.

......

Wu Silin was persuaded to withdraw. Although she felt happy, it did not last long.

Her pointe shoes are broken and there will be a competition tomorrow. Where can I buy another pair of shoes that fit my feet again?

Walking out of the monitoring room, Lin Quwen asked Jiang Yu: "Do you have spare shoes at home?"

She gritted her teeth and shook her head.

She saved money and bought this pair of shoes for a long time. She sewed and repaired them for more than half a year.

Lin Quwen's hand fell on her shoulder and comforted her: "Don't worry, the teacher is here to find a way. It is definitely unrealistic to buy shoes again now. The teacher will help you borrow a pair from a classmate of the right size."

Jiang Yu knew that ballet shoes are very important personal belongings for every dancer.

The teacher came forward to help her lend it. Although the girl who was borrowed would not say anything on the surface, she would definitely not be willing to do it in private.

Is there a better way?

Jiang Yu thought of the young man Xiao Se's neglected figure in his mind, and the expensive VCI dance shoes.

Tomorrow's stage is the opportunity she finally won... she must not let it go.

Jiang Yu was silent for a moment, bowed deeply to Lin Quwen, and said, "Teacher Lin, I remember that I still have a pair of shoes. I don't need to ask you to lend me a loan from my classmates. Thank you."

Lin Quwen breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this: "That's great. Go back early and rest, so as to accumulate energy, come on tomorrow!"

"Um."

......

The street was cold and Jiang Yu stood up for a while, then took out his cell phone and called Qiu Li.

The other end of the phone was very noisy, and the boy's lazily voice sounded: "Do you miss me, little swan?"

"That... can I come to you now?"

"Where are you?"

“I’m at the door of the art class.”

"Wait."

Jiang Yu had something to ask for, and originally wanted to say that she didn't have to come here specifically. She could go to find him, but she heard him say, "It's cold outside, go and wait indoors."

She hesitated for a few seconds and said "um".

A few pieces of waving snow fell on the street. Qiu Li hung up the phone and handed the two hundred yuan bill to the aunt wearing cleaning clothes in front of him.

"Thank you."
Chapter completed!