Tang Xinrou cried and fainted in the toilet.However, this time, even An Feiran thought that Xu Yue was doing the right thing.In order to prevent being taught another collective lesson, Tang Xinrou was quiet for a class.During recess, I suddenly heard someone discussing."
Hey, have you been there?
There are a lot of people in our school, and they are still carrying cameras. ”"Cameras?
Do you want to come to our school to shoot again?
Oh, if we do this again, our school will be on fire!
Will it become the kind of tourist check-in attraction?
”"Not really!
This time I'm here to shoot Song Jingwan!
Tsk, it's really different to be a star, and I've seen a lot of people asking her to sign it!
”Tang Xinrou just raised her head curiously, and she was hit on the head.It didn't hurt, but it shrank her down.Turning his head aggrievedly.The girl sat by the window, elegant and tranquil, as if nothing had happened."
Read well.""
But, aren't you curious?""
Still have time to be curious?
Add a math paper and do it now. ”Tang Xinrou: "Hey!
”"An Feiran, come and look at her."
Song Miao directly interrupted Tang Xinrou's words, and her voice was faint.Tang Xinrou bit the tip of her pen and looked at the clean young man walking towards her, her cheeks were hot, and she was so painful and happy.Listening to them gossip and talk so happily, she wanted to too!
But soon — her pain, finally shared.Moreover, it's a whole class of people.Outside the window, the photography team curiously stopped outside the third class.Q: "Is this your class?"
”In the classroom, everyone was doing their own things, writing and reading, and in the quiet air, there was only the sound of pens rubbing against the paper.There is no teacher sitting in the classroom, it all depends on self-awareness.Sunlight shines through the transparent glass like broken gold.The picture is so beautiful that people breathe and breathe, and then they can't help but miss it.Looking at them, it was as if I had suddenly traveled back to high school and become a member of the army of revisionists in the classroom.Song Jingwan retracted her gaze and smiled generously, "No, although I want to too, it's a pity." ”She spreads her hands, and after training, she already has a strong sense of the camera.She knew which angle she looked best from, so she lowered her head, smiled, and gently pinned her hair behind her ears.The voice is nice and gentle, "Haven't you always been curious about what the legendary Liyang Third Class looks like?"
Well, that's it, all of them work hard, and the learning atmosphere is not too good!
”The host was amused by her, "How many classes is Jingwan in?"
”Song Jingwan bent her eyes, "Class I, come with me." ”She walked a little slowly, and seemed normal.Without makeup, he wore a small brown suit uniform with a pleated skirt that reached the knee underneath and small black leather shoes underneath.The sun danced above her head, and her ponytail swayed lightly.Without filters, it's beautiful enough.This is probably young capital.The host was very face-saving, "Wow!
”He exclaimed, "Is this Liyang's key class?"
That Jingwan is very powerful!
”"Generally, I relied on my poor grades at the end of last year, and this time I took several months off, these days in order to make up for classes, you see, my hairline is going to be bald~~" She was not afraid to pick up her bangs, and her face was almost in front of the camera.The more this is the case, the more people can see her flawless little face."
Haha, it's still so good-looking!
You say that, what can we do with the vast number of bald people?
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