Chapter 1 Wen Wenyao

"Excuse me, is Wen Wenyao here?" Tao Jingzhuo walked towards the dressing room with a bright red speech. This is the penultimate part of the welcome party for freshmen, and Wen Wenyao will speak soon. .

At the school's annual welcome party for freshmen, Wen Wenyao, as the new president of the student union, should speak on such an important occasion.

"Mr. Tao, I'm here." The girl turned her eyes away from the vanity mirror when she heard someone calling her name, and replied politely with a gentle and pleasant voice.

Tao Jingzhuo followed the source of the voice and turned his head to see that it was an extremely moving back.

The backless dress outlines the girl's perfect curve, the shoulder-length hair is scattered on the rounded shoulders, and the white as porcelain skin wraps the slender neck, but cannot wrap the delicate butterfly bones.

The girl turned her head, and what caught her eye was the face of a god. The black hair covered the girl's full forehead, the palm-sized face was matched with the seductive peach blossom eyes, and the high nose bridge was perfect. the jaw line. Looking further down, it is the delicate collarbone, and the most attractive part of women...

Like a fairy, gentle and moving

Bend forward and backward, a natural stunner

The power of the beauty crit was huge, making Tao Jingzhuo stunned in place.

Wen Wenyao, the eldest miss of the Wen family, the monitor of class A, the president of the school's student union, has a beautiful face, excellent ability, politeness, and is also the eldest miss of the Wen family.

Such a girl is a little too perfect...

Tao Jingzhuo thought about it, if his unborn daughter grows up to be as cute and moving as Wen Wenyao, then their family will wake up laughing from their dreams.

Tao Jingzhuo's thoughts drifted further and further after receiving the beauty crit close by.

"Teacher?" Wen Wenyao looked at Tao Jingzhuo in a daze, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Seeing that Tao Jingzhuo hadn't come over, Wen Wenyao wanted to remind him.

"Oh, yes, it's you who will speak soon. The manuscript has a big red clip for you. Get ready and speak on stage." Tao Jingzhuo tapped his head and handed the packaged speech to Wen Wenyao In my hand, I almost forgot the business.

"Thank you teacher, I'll go now." Wen Wenyao replied politely.

Listening to the voice outside, as if calling her name, Wen Wenyao frowned. This was her first time speaking at the school celebration, which made her a little nervous.

She was actually a little scared...

Moreover, this time, no one in the house seems to see her.

Thinking of this, Wen Wenyao's pupils darkened, but he quickly calmed down and prepared to take the stage.

In front of the podium...

"I heard that Wen Wenyao will speak this time."

"Yes, I heard that she is very good-looking. I also saw her photos on the school's official website. What is the word for her? 'Stunning'!"

"People are not only outstanding, but also have good grades."

Several boys chatted in the audience.

They have lived in school for a year, and they are all too familiar with the words Wen Wenyao.

"Is it really that powerful?" One of the freshmen asked suspiciously. When he first entered the school, a senior and senior sister told him that Wen Wenyao from Class A of the second year of high school.

Thinking of the admiration or jealousy of seniors and sisters, I have always been curious about what Wen Wenyao himself looks like.

A few senior sisters heard the rainbow farts of a few boys next to them, gave them a blank look, grabbed their mobile phones, and began to discuss with disdain.

"Damn, it's just that he looks a little better, but there's nothing else."

"Good-looking is good-looking, but I don't think people are very good."

"Don't think about a little boy like you, Wen Wenyao doesn't have anyone he can like"

Several girls obviously did not welcome Wen Wenyao very much.

The girl who said the last sentence had the most unkind tone, probably because Wen Wenyao rejected too many good-looking boys, so that some girls felt that Wen Wenyao was very ignorant and refused once, twice or three times. of.

But the words of the other two people were also more or less, and they all had a taste of unkindness.

"How many senior sisters have contacted Wen Wenyao?" The boy narrowed his eyes and looked at them and asked.

"That's not true...but there are people who say that...believe it or not, go and see for yourself."

A few girls were at a loss for words, and their faces began to look a little ugly, but there was nothing they could do. This was some gossip they said without evidence.

Strictly speaking, none of them have had direct contact with Wen Wenyao yet. There are not many people who have really come into contact with Wen Wenyao. They just listen to the people around them talking from time to time, but there are some things that are said and tasted. just changed.

In addition, Wen Wenyao appeared too perfect in front of outsiders, which gave them an inherent impression that since they were good-looking and had good grades, then there must be some problems in other aspects. Perfect.

Now it seems that Wen Wenyao's comments are a bit polarized. People who like Wen Wenyao's right, especially class A classmates, will think Wen Wenyao is very good, but those who don't like her will treat Wen Wenyao well. There are some thorns in the evaluation.

Wen Wenyao's personality is relatively quiet and reserved, plus he has a little bit of recognition, in many cases, he will not take the initiative to contact other girls. For a long time, no matter how good-looking or how good his figure is, many girls will stay away .

Most people have not had direct contact with Wen Wenyao, so these words can only be heard half, and then leave half of their reverie for themselves.

Hearing this, the new male classmate was even more curious, widened his eyes, stared at the rostrum, waiting for Wen Wenyao's arrival.

"Next, let's ask the student representative Wen Wenyao to speak." The host held the microphone, with a professional smile, and cast his eyes on Wen Wenyao.

Wen Wenyao slowly walked out from the backstage, at that moment, the host felt that time seemed to slow down...

After shaking his head, Wen Wenyao was already in front of him, and the host had to retreat quickly in a panic.

As expected of Wen Wenyao, even if the two have met countless times for work reasons, I have seen this face many times, but it is more shocking every time, this face is to let the picky eater eat a few more bowls kind of rice.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Yan Gou Welfare." The host whispered in his heart silently.

Wen Wenyao was facing the rostrum, facing all the teachers and students of the school. The lights hit her face, which made her a little unable to open her eyes, but inadvertently, her facial features were even more highlighted.

The forehead is full and the bones are noble. It also has a mature taste, but it does not cover up her own girlishness.

The classmates in the audience were amazed by Wen Wenyao's appearance. They have seen many skins in the world, but this one is really amazing. It is an exaggeration. It looks better than any active entertainment actresses they have ever seen.

"It looks so clean..."

"Beautiful sister, I love it!"

The freshmen in the audience discussed for a while, and this was the biggest surprise brought to them by today's welcome day for freshmen.

The new boy just now couldn't help but be attracted, with surprise in his eyes, what he saw was not the strong impact of Wen Wenyao's facial features.

But it's spotless temperament, too clean...

No matter how mature the makeup is, it can't cover up this inner beauty.

Not living up to my expectations...

The boy began to lower his head, as if he was pondering something. After a while, he slowly raised his head and put his eyes on Wen Wenyao again. Slowly, a smile appeared on his face.

Some teachers were watching, you look at me, I look at you, and then they all sighed and looked at Wen Wenyao on the stage, with an expression I knew was like this.

Asking Wen Wenyao to speak is the biggest highlight of the entire freshman welcome party. After entering the school, these students are expected to watch Wen Wenyao in addition to reading.

This happened when Wen Wenyao first entered the school. Many teachers both love and hate Wen Wenyao.

What love is good grades and good manners, but what hate is that because of Wen Wenyao's existence, many students are addicted to Wen Wenyao and have no intention of studying. Many people have some thoughts about Wen Wenyao.

Wen Wenyao looked at the audience and coughed slightly, signaling that her speech was about to start.

The classmates and teachers in the audience naturally understood what Wen Wenyao meant, and closed their mouths wisely.

Wen Wenyao smiled at everyone, and then flipped the speech with his light-white fingers.

"Respected leaders and teachers, dear students, good evening everyone..."

Wen Wenyao read the speech unhurriedly, looking up from time to time and looking ahead. The freshmen below the stage also looked at her. It seemed that she had never spoken as seriously as she could.

That's right, the pretty sister came to the stage to speak, who didn't listen carefully.

Faced with this kind of situation, she has trained countless times, and her fear of life has been concealed at this moment. In the eyes of others, Wen Wenyao is very beautiful and generous, but she herself has never been Don't care about these.

The speech was only for a few minutes, and Wen Wenyao's beauty was also vividly reflected in these few minutes, enough to leave an impression in front of all the freshmen for several years.

"This is the end of my speech, thank you for your support." Wen Wenyao smiled slightly at the audience, and then bowed to everyone, his movements were generous and not sloppy.

Wen Wenyao lifted his skirt slightly, and when he was about to step down, he suddenly heard a roar.

"Wen Wenyao! I love you!!!"

Deafening voices echoed throughout the Great Hall.

Everyone: "????"

Wen Wenyao was stunned for a moment, and the foot he lifted out slowly retracted, looking in the direction of the voice.