Wen Xing doesn't know everything. She looks at the time. It's already nine o'clock. She can't help feeling bored. But later, there's a little film about the true, the good and the beautiful. Every student has to watch it. After thinking about it, she gives up the idea of leaving early.

Half an hour later, Tian Tian, the new president of the student union, came to the stage and made some opening remarks. Then he clapped his hands to indicate that the film could be played.

The big screen behind Tian Tian lights up. The first picture is the gate of Fenghua University.

It can be seen from the pictures that the cameraman's technology is good, and the angle of selection is very good, which shows the elegance and luxury to the greatest extent.

So gradually, people's eyes unconsciously fell on the big screen, and occasionally discussed with their peers, which was also a kind of praise and proud tone.

Wen Xing is also looking, but it's the photographer's shooting skills.

The pictures are changing one by one. Suddenly, as soon as the picture turns, a picture of men and women standing side by side comes out.

The angle of the photo is subtle. From the picture alone, the girl smiles and looks at the man around her, which gives people a kind of sentimental shyness.

The man's face is quiet, the later period of soft light makes his calm eyes a little more gentle, like a pair of sweet lovers.

The hall, which was originally mixed with a little conversation, was silent for a moment, and it was strange to the extreme.

Just because of the girl in the picture It's smell star!?

And that man, not Mr. Cang, they don't know each other at all!

Smell star a Leng, eyebrow heart instinct of a wrinkle.

At this point, the picture on the big screen has jumped to the next one.

The hero and heroine are still Wen Xing and Yan Hui, but the location has changed. In front of the hospital, they almost lean together, as if little lovers are rubbing each other.

Only Wen Xing knew that she was looking at Yan Hui's medical record, but the photographer cut off the scene.

The hall is still silent, staring at the big screen.

The picture jumps again.

This is the last time Wen Xing had dinner with Yan Hui, she was splashed with water by someone upstairs, and Yan Hui held her in her arms to save her.

The party who heard the star was clear about the facts, but the spectators didn't think so.

Wen Xing in the photo looks like a frightened deer, lying on Yan Hui's chest, unconsciously grabbing his collar with his right hand.

Yan Hui hugs her waist tightly when she comes back. They hold each other. It seems that they will kiss each other in the next second. The gesture is ambiguous and intimate, which is better than many lovers.

If the previous two photos were only greasy, then the effect of this one would be like a huge wave, causing a huge shock!

Some people want to discuss the gossip, but they are worried that the star is still in the field. They just exchange a look with each other. It's obvious that they have reached a conclusion.

The silence of the huge dance hall is terrible, and everyone's breathing sound is clear and audible.

Bang -

I don't know who broke a glass. Everyone reacted quickly and looked at Wen Xing and LAN Cang sitting in the corner.

The former frowned, with no panic and guilty look, only a trace of dignified.

As for LAN Cang, he slightly lowered his eyes and played with a shining crystal cup in his hand. The corner of his lips even slightly stirred up. It was a mysterious smile, slightly evil and dark.

The two parties didn't feel embarrassed, but the people present seemed to be suffering from embarrassment.