"Ah, how can everyone have the same expression?" the monitor said, looking suspiciously to the left and right.
This is incredible, it’s shocking to see!
Many students in the class have kind and polite smiles on their lips. The curvature of their lips, the angle of the raised corners of their lips, including the slight deformation of the ends of their eyes and eyebrows, all look like they have been drawn with a ruler.
Really exactly the same...
"Are you... so unkind? You secretly practice smiling without asking me?" the squad leader said helplessly, trying hard to learn how everyone smiles.
But after working hard for a long time, I still can't learn the essence, but I can barely read it.
The photographer no longer insisted and pressed the shutter frequently against the formation.
The girl on bed No. 3 held Yun Tuan's hand, her palms were wet, and even her fingertips were slightly astringent.
The cloud froze. She knew that the third child was scared, but she was very concerned about the sweaty hands and even wanted to wash her hands with disinfectant immediately.
Ah...
Yun Tuan gritted her teeth and endured, she couldn't throw the person away at this time.
Finally, when it was time to change the shooting location, Yun Tuan quickly took out a pack of tissues from the shirt pocket under her bachelor's uniform and distributed them to her roommates so that they could wipe their sweat. In the process, she also quietly wiped them.
Hand.
Phew...I feel much more comfortable.
"Our next location is the century-old tree at Lover's Slope. It's some distance away. See you soon!"
After the monitor finished speaking, he got on the small battery car and left, leaving only a handsome figure behind.
"Tuanzi, I don't know how to ride a scooter... How about this, I pay the fare, you ride, and we go to Lover's Slope together?" No. 3 bed tugged at Yun Tuan's sleeves.
She looked into the girl's clear eyes and knew that the other party had no ill intentions and was asking her seriously, and...if she didn't ride a scooter, she would have to be exposed to the scorching sun for twenty minutes. If she walked there, her makeup would fade away.
It’s just adding to the hassle of other people’s graduation photos.
Yun Tuan also wanted to say, "No, it's only five yuan," but with this little money, she could have breakfast for two days.
……
Poverty is really a killer that kills all close friendships.
"Okay."
For the next two hours, they in class 2 kept switching scenes, switching scenes, taking pictures, taking pictures. In the end, everyone was like a puppet without a soul, and even the few people who kept smiling looked a little tired.
.
It's evening in a blink of an eye.
The cloud dragged my tired body and gave up the idea of exercising - ah, you can't become fat by eating one bite.
Ding dong.
The Q group has a new message notification, and the group administrator has @all members.
[Monitor: No, no! A young entrepreneur with an annual income of tens of millions is coming to our school to give a lecture. It’s the last time before graduation! Everyone goes and brushes their faces. Maybe if you see the right one, you can sign directly to their company.
Oh!!】
[Very tired entertainment committee member: Oh my god! That’s my idol! If I had known, I wouldn’t have signed the contract so quickly.]
[Hua Xiaozuo: Hey, the one million a year income belongs to others, I have nothing.]
……
A lot of messages quickly flooded the class group.
But Yun Tuan didn't care. She never participated in class discussions except when she needed to reply to "received" messages.
Her finger lingered on the picture accompanying the notification.
The man has a tall body and a straight suit, but there is a bunch of unruly hair sticking up on the top of his head, which is full of contrast and cuteness. He looks very young, and he should be about the same age as them.
Just...
Why does it look so familiar?
No way...
Yun Tuan walked to the food court with doubts and bought the cheapest scone for dinner. She walked to a bench by the green and sat down. While eating, she recalled the silhouette picture she just saw.
The scones are crispy and delicious, the filling is salty and sweet, and the proportion of pickles and meat is just right - the proprietress of this shop has a particularly kind smile, with gentle dimples on her cheeks.
"Why...do entrepreneurs come to the Chinese Department to give lectures?"
She couldn't understand that within the school, the School of Humanities was the poorest, and the funding for lectures should be very small.
In this case, wouldn’t it be good for entrepreneurs to make more money?
Why come here to argue with a group of students who have not joined the society?
The next day.
Yun Tuan was confused, but he still went to the lecture hall early to get a seat with the best view.
Then she regretted it, because next to the microphone was a name that she had become familiar with recently.