Operation Red Book

Chapter 497: Clown Fear 4

To go or to stay, this is an eternal question. The Halloween competition suddenly escalated into a contest between the principal and Ivy.

The competitiveness of Asians is a double-edged sword. Ivy is an outstanding talent who will bring countless topics and honors to the school, but her stubborn personality will also bring countless troubles and hidden dangers to the staff and teachers.

Human nature is complex. Ivy's excellence and popularity are obvious to all. She is like a perfect rose, every stamen bursting with vitality. This is normal, but the principal would rather see the decayed edges than the beautiful petals.

The principal always looked down upon the efforts and ambitions of Oriental people. Just like the stereotypical middle-aged white man, he put Western ideas and values ​​aside and worshipped them day and night.

Knowing that the arrogant Ivy suffered from "clown phobia" made him almost laugh out loud with joy. What he wanted to see next was the embarrassment and panic of the most beautiful girl exposed under the spotlight.

Halloween arrived as scheduled, and Ivy did not show up in the school where ghosts were rampant. Even when the game was nearing the end, Ivy did not show up.

The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the principal's mouth corners widened. This smokeless battle was about to declare his victory.

But just when the host announced the end of the performance and the voting was about to begin, Ivy stopped the performance surrounded by her beautiful friends.

Everyone looked at them, and they looked back at them with haughty and arrogant looks.

The clothes of these girls are really outrageous, one by one, they are all wearing animal figures with exposed waists and backs. What is the difference between these students and Americans? The principal thought to himself with disgust.

Ivy wore sunglasses and a tight tasseled miniskirt, showing off her long legs, as if she was about to attend an international Latin dance competition.

The most eye-catching thing is the crystal wings on her back. As Ivy stretches her arms, the wings open wide. If you don’t know, you would think she is participating in the Victoria’s Secret fashion show.

Unfortunately, the students' enthusiasm far exceeded the principal's imagination. There were continuous exclamations from the audience, and alternating applause and whistles, which reached a climax when Ivy came on stage.

Amid the continuous cheers, Ivy waved confidently and generously, crossing her legs, and the glitter on her skin and hair sparkled in the bright light.

"Hi! Halloween is here, wish everyone a happy Christmas!"

The inexplicable opening remarks made the people in the audience laugh.

Then, familiar music sounded and everyone booed. It really was a Christmas song.

Faced with doubts, Ivy didn't care. She struck a pose and danced to the rhythm of the music with her sisters.

Sexy beauty groups are always welcome, whether you are singing Christmas songs at a Halloween party or performing street dance at the Royal Opera House.

As the performance continued, the boos from the audience gradually turned into singing along, and the atmosphere was full of joy. This is the joy of Halloween.

Ivy always wears sunglasses, so people can't see her sparkling eyes, but they can notice her confident and calm smile and her graceful demeanor. How can this not be considered swag?

After the dance ended, there was a warm applause from the audience. The boys cheered and the girls screamed, just like a starving ghost seeing a plate of delicious turkey.

"Mua! Mua! Thank You! Thank you guys! I love you!"

Ivy accepted all the admiration without any modesty. She and her sisters hugged each other on the stage, jumping around and blowing kisses everywhere.

The result was, of course, that Ivy won. She won the championship, received a small medal, and even won the championship again. It was a complete victory.

Three years later, standing in the principal's office again, his attitude took a 180-degree turn.

In fact, he has always liked East Asian children, and even believes that every Western school should learn from the Eastern children's spirit of progress and the idea of ​​not giving up.

He thought this way not because Ivy led the team to win the Western European League championship, and not because Ivy's Asian identity and outstanding performance earned him an interview with a popular daily.

However, Ivy's worries still did not disappear. In fact, when she participated in the Halloween event for the first time, even with sunglasses, she could not avoid seeing many clowns.

Although she looked calm on the surface, she was actually filled with remorse in her heart.

After Halloween, she kept waiting for the disaster to happen and was so anxious that she couldn't sleep all night.

However, until the Lunar New Year, there was still no school bomb as she had imagined, nor any signs of a world war.

She began to doubt herself, wondering if her memory was distorted or if this was just a fantasy from her youth.

She even began to feel lost. The world really didn't revolve around her. This unique, cool, and unconventional phobia ended so hastily.

In shame, she suddenly realized that she had grown up. She was no longer the timid little girl, nor the well-behaved and sensible girl.

At that moment, an idea suddenly came to her mind, perhaps she could bravely break this "curse".

So, one day after school, she gladly accepted her friends' invitation and went to the recently popular circus together.

There, she saw a room full of clowns, some training lions, some walking on tightropes, some jumping through hoops of fire, some flying overhead...

Even when she met a clown riding a unicycle and throwing colorful balls, Ivy was no longer afraid and boldly stepped forward to interact with it.

She still didn't dare to look into the clown's eyes and mouth, but she was able to laugh heartily in front of the clown. This was a breakthrough victory, Ivy encouraged herself at the time.

Everything went so smoothly, the performance, the applause, the laughter... so much so that when Ivy saw the clown somersault in the air again, her eyes suddenly filled with tears and her eyes were full of desolation. She felt sad for her childhood self.

The scene in front of her eyes became increasingly blurry. Ivy was still smiling, but her eyes had already become sore and weak.

She lowered her head and simply wiped away the tears from laughing. When she opened her eyes again, everything around her turned into panic and fear.

Somewhere in the operation went wrong, the entire dome of the circus caught fire, wooden beams fell down, and the burning velvet swept towards the audience seats like a cursed fire snake.

Everything happened so fast. Just as Ivy was stunned, the fire snake had already been swung in front of her and was about to sweep her head off. But she sat there blankly, and the smile on her face had not yet solidified.

"Ivy!"

She could no longer remember what happened next, but she only remembered that at the critical moment, her friends rescued her. The girls grabbed each other's arms and ran away quickly, so fast that the tears in Ivy's eyes dried up.

With their mouths full of ashes, they ran to a fountain in the distance and finally let out a sigh of relief.

Ivy turned her head while breathing heavily, and her black pupils were replaced by a circus like a fireball, like a lonely messenger from hell, quietly waiting for her collapse and tragic death.

The fear buried in her heart broke out completely, sweeping through Ivy's entire body like a storm.

The clown... portends disaster...

This is never wrong...

By the way, a month later, she and her unlucky classmates were involved in a strange red book.