Qin Wenrou looked at Song Anjing with gloating pleasure and looked for tickets.

What I was thinking about was, how could you, a country man who drinks inferior milk all day long, have a ticket?

But he still looked sensible and caring: "Student Song, it doesn't matter. If you don't have a vote, just tell the truth. The security guard will understand that you are lenient and you must be honest."

Song Anjing rolled her eyes wide: "Idiot. If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute."

Qin Wenrou choked and felt a little aggrieved: "Student Song, the key is that no one will believe you lie that you have a ticket. Look at your clothes, which are cut to pieces, just showroom..."

She looked at Song Anjing's white shirt, Xiangxiang's canteen work clothes, and Qin Xin's most ordinary black hoodie, and she couldn't hide her contempt.

You know, what she wore today was a small dress that Brother Jun bought for her, a brand of more than 3,000 yuan. Even Hu Yi praised him for his beautiful words just now.

Song Anjing was busy looking for tickets and sneered at her: "What do you know? My white shirt is called art! You have no artistic cultivation at all and you still come to the exhibition. Are you wearing a pig's nose and a green onion to pretend to be elephant?"

Qin Wenrou didn't expect that Song Anjing looked at her stupid mouth and had a very powerful look, so she had to continue to turn to the security guard she invited: "Brother Security Guard, they are quite shameless to be exposed in public. Why don't you take them to the security room to deal with it?"

Her voice was not high but a little sharp, especially when she said the word "take it to the security room", she bit her an accent and emphasized, which immediately attracted the attention of some of the students who were watching the exhibition. They all gathered around to watch the fun and pointed at Qin Xin and his group.

Someone recognized them as the first batch of people who came in. They were already jealous. When they saw the security guard checking the tickets, they couldn't help but laughed at the group: "I thought these people had the ability to come in first. It turned out that they were fake and evading the tickets... Tsk tsk! It's really embarrassing our school!"

Song Anjing was so anxious that she was sweating all over her head, and was still looking for a ticket.

Xiangxiang stretched out his hand weakly: "Are these two tickets? You just took a photo and put it on the table..."

Song Anjing slapped her head: "Yes, yes!"

Invitation card, full of confidence: "Qin Wenrou, please be a person, okay? Don't think I can't see that the security guard was called by you, right? I want us to make a fool of ourselves, right? Sorry, your little plan is wrong, you are wrong!"

She threw the two cards in front of Qin Wenrou's eyes, almost hitting Qin Wenrou's face!

"Is this ticket... true?" Qin Wenrou never expected that Song Anjing really found the ticket.

It was a blow!

The security guard verified and nodded: "It's a real ticket, sorry, VIP, I'm disturbing you."

Qin Wenrou's heart thumped, and her blood pressure felt soaring. When she was unwilling to give up, she suddenly realized something was wrong: "No, you are four of you, why are you only two tickets?"

She seemed to have grabbed the key straw and turned to the security guard: "They are definitely evading tickets!"

The security guard was also a little confused: "This... Do you still have tickets for VIPs?"

Song Anjing dared not answer this question.

When she remembered, Qin Xin seemed to have only given two tickets.

what to do?

She quietly touched Qin Xin who was looking down at her phone: "Xinxin, otherwise I wouldn't go in and read these two pictures..."
Chapter completed!