Lin Xuanhua didn't expect that they would actively come looking for her.
Shi Yu felt particularly thrilled when she blocked the door with her leg; she had been planning this pose for a while, and it did turn out to be cool.
She heard Qian whisper, "Don't be so cocky, careful your tight pants don't rip at the crotch."
Shi Yu lowered her leg and instinctively tugged at the hem of her shirt, thankfully, it hadn't ripped...
"A good dog doesn't block the way. If you haven't sung enough, you can stand at the underpass in front of the school gate, put a bowl in front of you, and I might throw you some change."
Lin Xuanhua's words came with the arrogance of a rich heiress, unaware of the kind of people she was offending.
"Qian, she said we're street performers!" Shi Yu was angry.
Qian waved her hand, "Stay calm, if a dog barks at you, why are you getting all worked up? You're human, show some class."
"Chen Xiaoqian! Who are you calling a dog?"
