"Yan Luo! Do you still want to confess? Our whole school is waiting for you!"

The shouts from below woke up Yan Luo, who was still in a state of confusion. She found herself standing on a high platform, and the audience were all spectators, and there were even people holding up their mobile phones to broadcast live.

She looked at the people around her. The principal was being supported by a middle-aged man next to him, with a distressed look on his face.

Yan Luo looked away with some guilt.

But don't look at her, she just wore it and doesn't know anything.

It seems that she bravely stepped onto the stage and successfully pushed the principal who was still giving a speech out of the C position.

The distance was so far that Yan Luo couldn't hear what the group of students in the audience were arguing about.

Could it be that he is a fan of hers?

Then there’s no need to be so fanatical, right?

Although, illegitimate biss.

She subconsciously raised the loudspeaker she was holding and shouted, "Stay away from the idol's life and get closer to her works."

The students watching the excitement in the audience:...

"Yan Luo! Have you had enough trouble?" The principal was a middle-aged man of about forty years old. He looked at Yan Luo making mischief on the stage, and his face was so dark that ink dripped from his face.

At the same time, a memory flooded into her mind, making her already unintelligent mind even more confused.

As a new-age woman in the 21st century who knows Ma Zhe by heart, Yan Luo finds it incredible to see the magical reality she has experienced.

She discovered that she had slipped into an article that her best friend had sent her the day before, about a group's fake daughter and a school bully who had a sadomasochistic relationship with her. She said that the vicious female partner who had the most serious scenes and suffered the worst fate had the same name as her.

She quickly memorized the entire text.

Yan Luo read it briefly, didn't pay much attention to it, and went to sleep.

Unexpectedly! As soon as she woke up, she entered this article.

Don't ask, asking means regretting it.

Fortunately, she also inherited the previous memories of this character. Although these memories were intermittent, she still captured from these fragmentary information that this body was the real daughter of the wealthy Yan family.

Like all the real and fake Qian Jinwen, her mother was kidnapped when she was pregnant with the original owner and had a miscarriage. Although she was rescued in time, she could not make it back to the big hospital and had to give birth in a small clinic in the village.

However, while everyone was paying attention to the fainted mother, what they didn't know was that the child had been transferred.

The Yan family returned to the imperial capital and soon discovered that the child's blood type was different from that of his parents. After a DNA test, it was confirmed that this was not their child.

They had been looking for their child for more than ten years, and it was not until a year ago that the original owner was picked up from the countryside.

Although the original owner's parents loved her very much, her brothers and sisters hated her very much.

Because she has low self-esteem and arrogance, she always thinks that everyone owes her, and she behaves arrogantly all day long, using being unruly and domineering to cover up her inner inferiority.

As soon as the original owner entered the school, he fell in love with Miaomiao, the only member of another wealthy Cang family - who had countless Cangjutsu skills and could have his own idol being harassed. Can this be tolerated? That must not be possible.

She is unruly, willful and arrogant. She bosses around because she is a young lady from the Cang family. She is no better than another young lady from the Cang family.

There are countless people who hate her, but she seems unaware and still goes her own way.

But this time, the original owner received ill-intentioned instigation and instigation to confess his love to Cangzhu in public. However, the original owner actually believed it and publicly stated on the forum that he would speak to Cangzhu under the national flag on Monday.

Confession.

If she remembers correctly, after this confession incident is over, she will be laughed at by everyone in the school and even the entire Internet.

After barely digesting all the information, Yan Luo felt a little demented, but as a host in a kindergarten, she mastered the skill of field control.

She felt that the big speaker she had was from a big-box store and not professional at all.

Yan Luo glanced around and focused on the principal—the microphone in his hand!

She walked over with a smile and handed the big speaker to the principal with both hands.

headmaster:?

"Yan Luo, what do you want to do again?"

Yan Luo wore a professional smile as the host, but secretly tried hard with his hands to take the microphone. Unexpectedly, the principal was not a vegetarian, otherwise he would not have been able to give a speech for an hour. The two masters competed, and their hands

Veins popped out.

But others can't tell. One person is holding the top and the other is holding the bottom. People who don't know think it's a microphone handover ceremony.

In the end Yan Luo was slightly better.

Bring it to you!

The middle-aged man next to him saw that the principal's face was not very good, so he quickly asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

The principal looked up at the sky and sighed, "I am no match for the young."

Middle-aged man:......

Are you only in your forties?

Yan Luo walked to the center of the stage, cleared his throat, patted the microphone, and said impassionedly: "Dear leaders, beloved teachers, dear students, everyone - morning! Come on! Hello!"

"In this joyful moment of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, I would first like to wish the great country of China more and more prosperity and hope that the road ahead will become wider and wider."

Dear leaders:…

Dear teachers:…

Dear classmates:......

What is "pattern"?

This is called pattern.

"The New Year's bell is about to ring, and the wheel of time has left a deep mark. With the warm sunshine in winter, New Year's Day is here as promised...cough cough cough."

Yan Luo suddenly realized that her excellent deeds as the host of the New Year's Day show had been exposed. She coughed a few times and used her amateur host skills to bring the situation back:

"With the warm sunshine in winter, everyone has arrived as promised. Now, without further ado, let us get into the following topic."

Everyone cheered up and prepared to see what the vase was going to say.

"Cangzhu-san, I want to tell you -" The girl seemed nervous, her cheeks were slightly red, and she took a few deep breaths to calm her breathing.

People in the audience were waiting with bated breath, their eyes widening involuntarily. Those students holding mobile phones even maximized their screens. The same was true of those watching the live broadcast remotely on forums and major platforms.

She said it! She really wanted to say it!

Confess your love to that hot-tempered young master!

The maximum number of people in the live broadcast room is 100,000!

Don't ask why there are so many people watching when someone confesses. The question is that the nature of human beings is gossip.

Yan Luo, who in her previous life had to go to the village to serve rice and listen to her aunt's gossip, knew this very well.

"Classmate Cangzhu——" She took a deep breath, which satisfied the appetite of the onlookers, and then she said loudly:

"A wise man does not fall in love, build a beautiful country, strive to be a hard-working rich woman, live a happy and well-off life, stew a goose in an iron pot, fall in love with a river and feel sad, but the goose warms the heart and resists hunger! I hope we can all be able to shoulder the important responsibilities of the times and have a good life.

New young people with ideals, ambitions and responsibilities should never forget their original aspirations and keep their mission in mind!"

Everyone:???

"I also want to say that love and love are all fake. Only the sense of security that money gives you is real! A man's affection is fake, and only the money in his bank account is real! Any man can't

I will not love you for 100 years, but I will love money for 100 years! Any man may let you down, but money will never let you down!"

Everyone in the audience:...

Live broadcast room audience:......

The live broadcast room was silent for a few seconds, and then countless strings of "Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha" flashed quickly, and rockets, planes, submarines, and cloud-penetrating arrows were all thrown onto the screen as if they were free.

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha does not fall in love, build a beautiful and beautiful country]

[I like this sister so much hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

[I originally thought it was bronze, but then I thought it was a king. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the famous eldest lady of Youmai Group. 】

[My sister is so pretty and plump, what man can’t get her? Come to my sister’s arms hahahahahahahahahaha]

It just stabbed Haha in the sperm.

This cadence and measured speech captured the psychological emotions of all the listeners, leaving them stunned.

【hahahahahahahahahaha】

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha the lady carries the whole audience]

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]

"Finally, I want to tell you a story." Yan Luo's voice suddenly became melancholy. Her tone was soft, her expression was sad, and she looked extremely serious.

Everyone is obviously attracted by this woman, but they still can't help but look forward to it. Maybe she will tell her tragic secret love history?

For example, how she loves money... Bah, Cangzhu loves it but can't get it.

The woman said slowly, "The boys in our class are all cuties. As soon as get out of class is over, they will take out the oh-soaking fruit milk from the drawer, and then sing together in a sweet voice: oh-soaking time is over! Give it to me. Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, milk Breast milk, while burping, singing milky songs and dancing with milky milky sounds."
To be continued...