Huayu: That year, I withdrew from the Super Boy competition.

Su Wei stood there and looked at her for two seconds, then suddenly understood.

Just a few days ago, Liu Shishi told him that Yang Mi had her period. Judging by the time, this woman's "period" probably hasn't ended yet.

He had heard people say that some girls become particularly irritable during their period.

Irritable, easily angered, and quick to anger, Yang Mi seems to have been through a lot.

He turned and walked towards his dressing table, but just as he was about to sit down, he suddenly turned back.

"Sister Mi," he called out in Yang Mi's direction, "looks like your period isn't going away anytime soon?"

The dressing room was silent for a full two seconds.

Everyone in the room was looking at Su Wei with an expression that seemed to say, "Do you want to die?"

After saying that, Su Wei walked to her dressing table and sat down.

The makeup artist glanced at him in the mirror, then turned her head to glance at Yang Mi, who was still engulfed in flames behind her, and softened her movements.

At first, Yang Mi didn't immediately understand what Su Wei meant by those words.

She frowned and went over the phrase "Aunt Flo won't stop anytime soon" in her mind several times.

Suddenly I understood.

She raised her hand to stop the makeup artist's actions, turned around in her chair, and pointed her finger directly at the back of Su Wei's head.

"Fine, Su Wei, you filthy scoundrel, bastard, pervert!"

She spoke with great force.

The makeup artist next to her was trying not to laugh, her shoulders shaking.

"I really misjudged you before."

Yang Mi withdrew her fingers, took a deep breath, and switched her tone from anger to threat.

"If you're so tough, don't run away after you finish your makeup, or I'll teach you a lesson."

Su Wei had a smile on her face.

Although he didn't turn around, the makeup mirror in front of him had already conveyed all the information.

Yang Mi was diagonally behind him, her face flushed red, her eyebrows furrowed, and her lips pressed into a thin line.

He looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Upon seeing this, he leaned back in his chair and burst into laughter.

I have to say, the contrast is actually quite cute.

Su Wei and Yang Mi have known each other for over a month.

When the two of them were together, she often liked to act like a "senior" in front of him.

It seems like she's constantly reminding herself to maintain the image of a senior in front of Su Wei.

That kind of aloofness is hard to describe.

Today's outburst actually made Su Wei feel that she herself had come alive again.

She pointed at someone's nose and called them a "filthy hooligan," and even threatened them not to run away after they finished their makeup.

This is no longer the aloof senior student; she's clearly a hot-tempered girl from a Beijing alleyway.

Su Wei found it quite interesting; it turned out that Yang Mi was like this at heart.

After Yang Mi finished cursing, she sat back down in her chair.

Strangely, the nameless anger that had been building up in my chest dissipated.

She couldn't explain why. Maybe Su Wei's outburst distracted her, or maybe she felt suffocated if she didn't vent, and once she did, she felt relieved.

She emerged from that cold, aloof state and relaxed.

Seeing that she was calm, the makeup artist quickly came over to continue touching up her makeup.

Yang Mi looked at her gradually restored makeup in the mirror, then glanced at the back of Su Wei's head through the mirror, and the corners of her mouth curved up slightly.

"You brat."

She muttered something to herself.

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Half an hour later, Su Wei could no longer laugh.

It turns out that Yang Mi's threat wasn't just a simple one; she genuinely intended to do something.

The makeup artist hadn't had time to put away the loose powder yet.

She was already walking towards Su Wei at a leisurely pace.

Su Wei was closing her eyes as the makeup artist applied setting powder to her face, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

The makeup artist noticed, and she quickly stopped what she was doing, then subtly took a step back.

Yang Mi stood next to Su Wei's chair and looked her up and down.

Because they hadn't changed into their costumes yet, and the dressing room was well-heated.

So Su Wei took off her thick coat and wore only a thin long-sleeved T-shirt, with a thin piece of fabric clinging to her waist, looking completely defenseless.

She seized the opportunity and precisely pinched Su Wei's waist with her fingers.

That pinch was really forceful.

Su Wei's eyes snapped open, and she jumped up from the chair in shock.

Once he saw who the culprit was next to him, he quickly hid to the side.

But Yang Mi was already tightly pinching the flesh around her waist, and the more she tried to move to the side, the more it hurt.

Women have an inexplicable talent for pinching men.

They always manage to pinpoint the softest spot on the flesh and the most tricky angle to strike.

Yang Mi's grip was much stronger than he had imagined.

Perhaps it's the core strength he developed from years of filming that's all concentrated in those two fingers.

"Mi Mi... Sister Mi... I was wrong... Please let go... I'll never do it again..."

Su Wei cried out in pain and changed her name twice.

The makeup artists all stood by with their arms crossed, watching the spectacle with smiles that stretched from their lips to their ears.

Hearing Su Wei beg for mercy, Yang Mi did not loosen her grip; instead, she tightened it even more.

"You dare to have a future? Huh?"

She bent down and brought her face close to Su Wei's ear. Although her voice wasn't loud, it was very threatening.

"They really didn't take me, their senior, seriously at all."

"Hmph, today I'll show you what happens when you mess with me."

That scene was truly horrific.

Su Wei tilted her entire upper body to one side at a subtle angle.

With one hand supporting himself on the chair armrest, he tried to pry her open with the other hand but was afraid of hurting her, so he didn't dare to use too much force.

His facial expressions shifted back and forth between "pain" and "laughter".

Later, Su Wei got into a lot of pain, so she decided to stop hiding her strength.

He acted decisively, grabbing Yang Mi's wrist and pulling her hand off his waist.

Yang Mi was caught off guard by his sudden counterattack. Her grip loosened, and she was pulled forward half a step by his movement.

Su Wei got up from the chair and grabbed both of her wrists with one hand, pinning them in front of her so she couldn't move.

Yang Mi was taken aback.

She tried to pull her hand back, but couldn't.

The strength of a boy's hand is not on the same level as that of a girl's.

Moreover, Su Wei trained for over a month to improve the strength of her action scenes, making her hand strength much greater than when she first joined the crew.

Although Yang Mi's hands were restrained, she did not stop.

She lifted her leg and tried to hit his shin with her heel, but missed twice. So she simply lowered her head and bit the back of his hand that was holding her wrist.

Su Wei hissed and almost let go.

The scene didn't look like a film set at all; it looked more like two young lovers flirting.

A man was holding a girl's hands, and the girl was kicking and biting him while muttering something incoherently.