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Zhang Qiaoqiao said: "The landlord is Cheng Li. He doesn't know what kind of madness he smokes. He is in line with the mad dogs in the third year of high school. He spends the whole day playing with his mobile phone in the corridor."

Yunyan opened his mouth: "Huh?"

In her impression, Cheng Li is very skinny, very active, a person with an active mind and a high emotional intelligence.

In Yunyan's view, Cheng Li would never get into trouble with others over trivial matters.

Zhang Qiaoqiao said: "Yunyan, you also think it's incredible, don't you? The mouth is on other people, and those people on the forum can say whatever they want. God Y doesn't reveal his identity, he watches 24 hours a day. He is on his phone and replying when he sees the post. What is he doing?"

Zhang Qiaoqiao's face turned red, and she didn't know whether she was sunburned or angry.

Yun Yan was a little stunned, but fortunately she quickly reacted.

"God Y must be a sophomore, not a senior as they say."

Zhang Qiaoqiao of Yunyan Gang hugged some of the clothes, and the school uniform slid down his arm, revealing a small section of his fair and delicate wrist.

She said seriously, "God Y will prove herself and will not disappoint those who support her."

Zhang Qiaoqiao said, "I hope so."

After changing clothes.

The girls wore wide-embroidered gauze skirts and let their long hair loose in ponytails.

Even without makeup, it looks like a budding flower.

It's gorgeous.

Zhang Qiaoqiao looked around in the bedroom and said, "Oh, the hair tie I bought is gone."

Her original plan was for each girl to coil up the top half of her hair, and then clip the fringed hair pendant matching the gauze skirt on the side.

But now the seamless black hair tie is gone, and everyone's own hair tie color doesn't match.

Zhang Qiaoqiao was very worried.

Yunyan said, "Is it all you need to fix the upper part of your hair?"

Zhang Qiaoqiao nodded quickly, "Yunyan, what can you do?"

Yunyan said, "I can try braiding my hair directly without a hair tie."

Zhang Qiaoqiao said, "Then you can practice your hands on my head first. Our class will rehearse at four points before we have time."

Yunyan's skin is very white, and Zhang Qiaoqiao knew it early on.

When Yunyan first entered school, she introduced herself on the stage, and Zhang Qiaoqiao felt that she was born with white skin.

But now watching Yunyan's fingers braiding her hair on top of her head, Zhang Qiaoqiao suddenly realized that Yunyan was even whiter than the self-proclaimed white herself.

The girls in the class watched them braid their hair.

"Yunyan is so white."

"Yunyan looks really good in this dress."

"This waist! What did this waist eat to grow up?"

Yun Yan's hand is very clever, she folded half of Zhang Qiao's hair, and the other side was slightly lowered to cover his ears.

The whole person has a very small face, and there is a charming in the heroic spirit.

Then she pinned the unified tassel clip to Zhang Qiaoqiao, and you were done!

"Yunyan's hands are very clever, this can be fixed."

"Ow, I'm going to marry Yunyan, this is too beautiful!"

"Next me, I'll come first, I'll take a selfie after braiding my hair."

Yunyan: "..."

Fortunately, including Yunyan, there were only six girls in total, and she quickly braided their hair for five of them.

Zhang Qiaoqiao was worried: "Yunyan, what are you going to do? How about we go to the school gate to find a beauty shop. And you are the lead dancer, so you have a unique hairstyle."

According to the plan, in addition to the uniform tassels, Yunyan's hair accessories also have an eyebrow pendant.

But there is nothing to hold the pendant right now.

Yunyan smiled, "I can do it myself."

She looked in the mirror and, according to the bun she had seen before, braided three tiny braids on each side, and gathered them together with the scattered hair behind her head.

Before anyone else could see what she was doing, her hair was fixed.

The eyebrows are attached with small braids, which makes the little girl really look like a beauty who has come out of the painting.

The girls are going to take pictures with Yunyan.

A group of people took a selfie after playing for a while, then looked at the time, and quickly picked up their skirts and ran out.

"Oh shit, I'm going to be late for the rehearsal."

Zhang Qiaoqiao said calmly, "It only takes ten minutes for us to walk from the girls' dormitory building to the school hall through the playground, and we won't be late."

"Well, hurry up and run."

Because tomorrow is the National Day, the third year of high school will also have a holiday from this afternoon.

When the boys finally had time to rest, they all gathered around the playground to play ball.

"I really can't figure out what our third-year high school girls are doing to do the first-year questions."

"Definitely want to take the Qingbei self-recruitment quota."

"It's too bad for Bilian, don't brush up on the comprehensive, grab the resources of high school sophomores."

"Yeah, I'm still named God Y by those idiots in the second year of high school."

"Heh, did she think that she could become the second card god by brushing a high school question?"

The boy they called 'Kashen' jumped high and dunked.

A group of people envy, "Kashen's ball skills have not diminished back then."

"As expected of the scholar who recommended Tsinghua, now he can practice ball all day."

"Kashen, go see that Y god dancing tomorrow, and see if she dares to show up."

Kashen picked up his clothes to wipe the sweat from his face, and said, "Why do you care about other girls?"

"We're just not convinced and expose her! It's definitely not her turn to be conferred a god."

"Go, Kashen, let's slap in the face tomorrow!"

"That's all that's left, brothers."

As they spoke, a group of girls walked across the playground with their skirts on.

The girl who ran the penultimate, with a slender figure, was astonishingly beautiful at the first moment of sight.