Chapter 60

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xia Mo picked up Lin Yiting's schoolbag, but a digital camera fell out of it.

She felt something and couldn't help opening the photo inside.

It turned out that there were pictures of Yang Zimei and Huang Yifeng.

It turned out that Lin Yiting was the one who took photos and posted a smear on them.

Xia Mo looks at Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei is still drooping her head, doing math problems very seriously. Her expression is calm and quiet. The noise around her seems to have nothing to do with her.

Xia Mo suddenly feels that there seems to be some mysterious power surging in her body. As for what it is, she doesn't know. She just thinks that the accident of Chen Lili or Lin Yiting may have something to do with her.

From Yang Zimei into the classroom to sit down, she is paying attention to, but did not find that she has any movement.

Summer foam suddenly felt a little creepy.

After the bell rang, Qin Kaiwen came in. His eyes were the first to float to Yang Zimei. He was surprised to find that she was sitting quietly, without a trace of waves and mania on her face.

Out of this kind of thing, to do any girl, is not calm, is really a special little dragon girl!

Qin Kaiwen looks at her with appreciation, just like enjoying a lily blooming in the mist.

Xia Mo gives Lin Yiting's camera to him and tells him what happened just now.

Qin Kaiwen adjusted the photo, looked at it, and nodded his head slightly. "I will report Lin Yiting's behavior to the school for public punishment. But what happened just now may be her mental disorder. Don't spread it out, OK?"

The whole class said yes.

However, there are still some people who can't help but tell the other class about Lin Yiting's crazy behavior. The result is that the whole school knows Lin Yiting's crazy behavior.

Lin Yiting did not have the face to stay in Nancheng middle school, transferred to the school of grandma's side.

This time, the boisterous thing also quickly subsided under the school's treatment, and Yang Zimei also resumed normal study life.

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the night before the antique auction, song Xuan seemed worried that Yang Zimei would forget, so he called her and told her to come to Moxuan earlier.

The next day, Yang Zimei came to Brunei street at seven o'clock.

The streets are still very cold and most shops don't open until after eight o'clock.

However, Mo Xuan opened the door early and went in. He saw that song Xuan was seriously cleaning a piece of porcelain.

Today's song Xuan is wearing a light gray vertical pattern mid mountain suit, which makes his body look more tall and straight. His simple stand collar reveals his unique elegance and generosity, which shows the charm of a mature man.

"Mr. Song is very handsome today." Yang Zimei couldn't help exclaiming.

Song Xuan's ear root is slightly red, and Wen Lang's face appears an imperceptible flush and pleasure, "the old man has one, the word handsome should be left to those young men."

"Ha ha, Mr. Song is not old at all. Even if he is old, he is also an old man." Yang Zimei said with a smile.

When she said this, song Xuan felt that his heart was just like Epiphyllum, which was slowly opening up, and felt refreshed.

He looked at Yang Zimei's simple white dress. "Zimei, people who enter antique auctions are usually dressed up. Your little white dress is a bit simple. I prepared a suit for you. I don't know if you will like it."

With that, he waited nervously for her reply, fearing that she would be displeased or refused directly.

"Good." Yang Zimei didn't feel any displeasure. Instead, he said, "seeing you wearing this grand Zhongshan suit, I realized that my clothes are not suitable. Thank you for helping me prepare my clothes."

Song Xuan was relieved. He was so happy that he wanted to sing.

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