"Wei'er, do you know what's going on?" Lin Miaomiao said as he turned his head and looked at Bai Wei'er.
Bai Wei'er hesitated for a moment, not sure of the mouth: "is not the morning school to hold what activities?"
"I didn't hear that." Several girls of the same trade looked at each other, and their faces also showed a puzzled expression.
As several people spoke, words like "so beautiful" and "goddess" came faintly around.
Lin Miaomiao's eyes brightened and said aloud to Bai Wei'er.
"Look at these people, it seems that boys account for the majority. They don't come to see Wei'er specially, do they?"
Bai Wei'er heard Lin Miao Miao say so, obviously Leng for a while, not sure of the mouth: "should, should not?"
Although the mouth said so, but the back is quite, let oneself look more temperament.
"Yes, yes, Miao Miao, I also found out that most of the people on this road are boys. They come to see beautiful women specially."
"I said how many boys secretly glanced at Wei'er at dinner just now. It must be Wei'er's beautiful dress today, so it attracted so many people. They were all waiting for Wei'er to pass by."
"Wei'er, you have so many admirers. I envy you so much."
Bai Wei'er's side of those girls are full of gossip, directly turning the guess into a positive sentence.
Bai Wei'er listened to their envious tone and looked at them in a strange way.
"Well, don't say any more. It's not sure. It's getting late. Let's go to the morning study
Although the mouth says so, white Wei son's face is like Mu Chunfeng's blooming smile, straightened back to walk toward the road.
Along the way, there was an endless stream of praise. Bai Wei'er felt as if she was stepping on the cloud, even walking lightly.
"Wei'er, now you believe it. These boys really come to see you." Lin Miaomiao raised his chin with pride, with a proud expression.
"Well, Miao Miao, I feel a little shy to hear that." Bai Wei'er pretends to be shy and lowers her head.
Listening to the exclamations of "goddess of literature" and "so simple", Bai Wei'er's smile became more intense.
In the crowd, as soon as the boys of class seven came, they immediately opened their eyes and looked out of the library.
"Where is the goddess in my mind?"
"You are blind, aren't you there?"
Seeing that the goddess of literature and art was interrupted, the boys around turned their lips and pointed to Fang Jingyi and Jiang mianmianmian.
The boys in class seven looked over excitedly——
Then collective disappointment of low head: "Alas, how is not we looking for beautiful lady sister?"
"Ah, thanks to my speed of running 800 meters, it's not my goddess." The old six one face distressed said.
After the words fall, suddenly again "Yi" a, looking over there say.
"Wait, isn't that Jiang mianmianmian and Fang Jingyi? I can't see that Fang Jingyi looks so good when she dresses up. Brother Ze, don't you think so? "
Old 61 turns his head and suddenly finds that the expression on Fang Luoze's face is not right. His eyes are staring at the direction of Jiang mianmianmian and Fang Jingyi. He doesn't know what he is thinking.
All of a sudden, fangluoze walked out of the crowd without saying a word.
"Zege, where are you going?" Lao Liu yelled.
I don't know whether his voice is too loud or fangluoze is too eye-catching. Everyone saw fangluoze's action and his face was surprised.