Chapter 798
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An ordinary day.
Tang Xinrou cried until she fainted in the toilet.
However, even An Feiran thought that Xu Yue had done the right thing.
Tang Xinrou stayed quiet for the entire class to prevent herself from being scolded again.
During the break between classes, he suddenly heard some people discussing.
"Hey, have you guys seen it yet? There are a lot of people from our school, and they are even carrying cameras. "
"Camera? Is there another director coming to our school to film? Aiya, if this continues, our school will become popular! Will it become a tourist attraction? "
"No! This time, they were here to film the Song Jingwan! Tsk, it's really different after becoming a celebrity. I even saw a lot of people asking for her autograph! "
Just as Tang Xinrou raised her head curiously, she was hit on the head.
It didn't hurt, but it made her shrink back.
She turned her head away pitifully.
The girl sat by the window, elegant and tranquil, as if nothing had happened.
"Read well."
"But, Yaoyao, aren't you curious?"
"You still have time to be curious? I'll add a math paper and do it now. "
Tang Xinrou: "Hey!"
"An Feiran. Come and watch her."
Song Yaoyao directly interrupted Tang Xinrou's words with a faint voice.
Tang Xinrou bit the end of her pen and looked at the clean young man walking towards her. Her cheeks were burning. She was in pain and happy at the same time.
Listening to them gossiping so happily, she also wanted to!
But soon —
She finally had someone to share her pain with.
Moreover, it was an entire class of people.
Outside the window, the photography team curiously stopped outside Class Three.
She asked, "Is this your class?"
In the classroom, everyone was doing their own things. They were either writing papers or reading books. In the quiet air, there was only the rustling sound of pens rubbing against paper.
Without a teacher present, it was all about self-awareness.
The sunlight passed through the transparent glass and sprinkled into the classroom like broken pieces of gold.
The scene was so beautiful that it took one's breath away. Then, one couldn't help but miss it.
Looking at them, it was as if he had suddenly traveled back to his high school days and became a member of the revision team in the classroom.
Song Jingwan looked away and smiled naturally. "No, although I want to, it's a pity."
She shrugged. After training, she had a strong sense of camera angles. She knew which angle she looked the best. She lowered her head, smiled, and tucked her hair behind her ear.
Her voice was pleasant and gentle. "Hasn't everyone always been curious about what the legendary Liyang Class 3 is like? Well, that's it. All of them are very hardworking. The learning atmosphere is simply too good! "
The host was amused by her. "Then which class is Jingwan in?"
Song Jingwan smiled and said, "Class One, follow me."
Her steps were slow and she looked normal.
She had no makeup on and was wearing a brown suit with a pleated skirt that reached her knees and a pair of black leather shoes.
Sunlight danced above her head, and her ponytail swayed gently. Without any filter, it was already beautiful enough.
This was probably the capital of youth.
The host was very respectful. "Wow!" He exclaimed, "Is this Liyang's elite class? That Jingwan is very impressive! "
"It's just so-so. My final results last year were very poor. This time, I took a few months off. In order to make up for the missed lessons, you see, my hairline is going bald ~ ~"
She was not afraid of embarrassing herself and lifted her bangs. Her face was almost in front of the camera.
The more she acted like this, the more people saw her flawless face.
"Haha, of course not. You're obviously still so good-looking! If you say that, what should we bald people do? "
(End of chapter)
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