Chapter 1377： I can't even buy half a sleeve

The thunderous applause rang out, louder than the previous speeches of the principal and vice-principal, and the students all stretched their necks, trying to see exactly who this Zhao Mei, who was blown to the sky by the propaganda minister, was holy!

Qi Qi Ge applauded vigorously, made a cheering gesture to Mei Mei, Mei Mei took a deep breath, bowed his head and took a good fit, so he walked towards the stage, neither fast nor slow, without squinting. ◢щЩш.suimEnG.1a

After passing through the human-shaped wall, Meimei walked to the stage. The applause from the audience stopped for a while. The square was unusually quiet. Everyone's breathing seemed to stop, but soon the applause sounded again, more enthusiastically than before.

"Damn it, Chang Qingsong, isn't this the crush you received yesterday? You have a really good luck with your peach blossoms?" The boy next to Chang Qingsong was extremely jealous.

Chang Qingsong rolled his eyes. Although he stared at the stage without blinking, his expression was very calm. "You don't even think about it. This is the peach blossom in the sky. Can we ordinary people pick it? You dare to pick it?"

The other boys looked at Liguang's compelling brows and shook their heads in unison.

There is still self-knowledge, such a beauty, they can't keep it even if they pick it, they can still pick some ordinary peach blossoms.

Meimei walked to the stage, first bowed to the principal and other leaders, and then came to the microphone, the typhoon was very stable, the principal and others nodded secretly, this year's freshman representatives should be the best performers in recent years. .

The applause from the audience stopped, and everyone stared at their eyebrows without blinking. Everyone's thoughts were the same—

How can there be such a beautiful person?

Meimei adjusted the height of the microphone and said with a smile, "Thank you for the applause. My name is Zhao Mei, Zhao Qian Sunli's Zhao, Mei Mei Mei, is a freshman in the Chinese painting class of the Fine Arts Department."

She paused and continued: "Thank you to the school leaders for letting me speak as a freshman representative. I don't think I'm much better than you, maybe I'm just a little bit luckier."

Being able to be reborn, to meet Yan Mingshun, and Qiuqiu Chacha, her luck is really good.

"I don't have any talent in learning. When I was in the fifth grade, I was the last in the class, and my popularity was not good. The ugly princess is actually my own experience. I won't talk about it here. Fortunately, I met When I came to mentors and friends, they helped me a lot..."

Meimei talked on the stage, and her voice was very sweet. Even if the sound was amplified, it was still so soft and glutinous, her ears were crisp and numb.

"The sweater that Zhao Mei is wearing is so beautiful, I'm going to buy one too!" Tang Manli's focus is all on the clothes and jewelry her eyes are shining, she only earned 100 yuan yesterday, it should be I can have several clothes.

Ren Qianqian snorted, "Take it down, you can't even afford half a sleeve with your money."

"Don't look at people through the cracks, isn't it a sweater, even if it's wool, it's only 20 yuan a pound, I think this sweater has a pound of wool at most, how much can you get? Thirty yuan is sky-high. It's gone!" Tang Manli was very unhappy, she really thought she had never seen the world!

"Ouch mother... You think this is your lump, and still thirty dollars? It's not enough to add a zero!"

Ren Qianqian's eyes are very poisonous, and she recognized Meimei's sweater at a glance as the most popular brand 'Aimei' in recent years. It is a mid-to-high-end line, and the clothes are not cheap, like the sweater worn by Zhao Mei. This year's new spring and autumn. ..

Four hundred and ninety-nine pieces, only VIP cards can get a 5% discount.

She bought one, but now that Zhao Mei is wearing it, the waist is the waist, and the **** is the butt, she decided that the sweater at home should be permanently sealed.

People are more than people, mad at people!