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Chapter 129 Class 1 of the second year of high school

On the day the sports meeting began, everyone arrived at the classroom at six o'clock in the morning.

The loudspeaker on the playground began to cycle the passionate and exciting music early in the morning.

The students who usually come to the classroom early in the morning are now excited by the excitement.

The opening ceremony was at 7 o'clock. In order to prevent congestion, I entered the venue first in the first year of high school and went downstairs to start a formation at 6:30.

The second year of high school will not leave the classroom until 6:50. It is still early. The English class representative in their class who was responsible for holding signs was worried that the makeup he had painted early in the morning was spent, and kept asking people if there were any problems on their faces.

Bai Jian looked at the phone and adjusted the color of his lower lip and hit Lin Wei beside him: "Vivi, do you think I can do this?"

Lin Wei moved her eyelids, and her eyes didn't even scan Bai Jian's face: "Okay."

Bai Jian looked at Lin Wei, who was lying on the table and could still read books in an environment where the whole building was so noisy, and curled her lips: "You didn't even look at me."

After Lin Wei recited the words, she slowly turned her head and stared at Bai Jian. She looked at Bai Jian for several seconds without turning her eyes, and nodded with a serious look on her face: "It's really OK."

Bai Jian: "..."

Lin Wei saw that Bai Jian was fine and was about to turn her eyes back to the book. Bai Jian suddenly grabbed her arm: "No, Wei Wei, you want to dance later, right? Are you going to walk behind the English class representative? You are the storefront of our class after all, you can't do this, Wang Wei, how did you arrange it? He didn't even put on makeup for Wei Wei, a bad review!"

Bai Jian said as he shouted at the class: "Who has cosmetics? Please borrow it..."

“…”

After a while, Bai saw that the table was filled with various cosmetics.

It is very complete, from liquid foundation to eyebrow pencil to eye shadow palette and lipstick.

Not only are there complete cosmetics, but there are also "makeup artists" and "stylists".

Lin Wei was pressed on the chair by Bai Jian. She was first forced to accept the "torture" brought to her face by the "makeup artist" with a blank expression, and then was forced to accept the "torture" brought to her hair by the "stylist" with a blank expression.

Lin Wei couldn't understand. Isn't it a competition for sports games? Why did she become more beautiful first? She is as bright as the girls in the class who look the best.

The little girl who puts makeup on Lin Wei is really amazing. Her mother is a makeup artist, the professional one. She opened an account online and shared the difference between before and after makeup. Her fans have exceeded one million.

However, the makeup the little girl painted Lin Wei was not as exaggerated as the Internet, and the makeup was useless, so she simply put on a foundation, probably because her mother taught her. The foundation was different from what others did when she applied it. It was very transparent, and the skin on her face was like a full-level beauty.

Lin Wei has a good eyebrow shape and doesn't need to be repaired. Her eyes are already big. After a little eyeliner, her eyes are already perfect. Finally, she added an orange-colored lipstick and felt it suddenly.

It's Lin Wei, but it's much more amazing than what I usually see.

It feels like the kind of girl that only exists on TV.

"Vivi, you look so beautiful like this. You are actually better than Liang Yuan, who is the one who is the most beautiful in this flower, but she is good at dressing up..." Bai Jian, who drove Wang Wei away and gave her position to the "makeup artist", picked up his phone and suddenly called Lin Wei.

Lin Wei, who was talking to someone, smiled and raised her head.

Bai Jian quickly pressed the shooting key.

The photo was taken very beautifully. Bai Jian was about to show it to Lin Wei, but he saw Jiang Su behind Lin Wei.

I don’t know if it was because of the chattering and a few of them. Jiang Su stuffed a pair of headphones, and he turned his head slightly and stared at Lin Wei somewhere in front of the right.

Bai Jian looked at him in confusion and found that the girl standing next to her was holding a mirror in her hand, facing Lin Wei.

So, she snatched Jiang Su in this photo and was looking at Lin Wei in the mirror.

Suddenly, Bai Jian, who was so angry that his heart was pounding.

She was afraid that other girls would see the clues in the photos, so she said, "I didn't take a good shot, reshoot", while secretly looking at the last row.

The boy withdrew his gaze at some point and lazily lowered his head and fiddled with his cell phone.



At seven o'clock, the sports meeting officially began.

The anchor's vigorous voice came from the playground: "The first thing that came to us was Class 1, Grade 1..."

Fourth Middle School emphasizes the small class system, with few students in the class, but there are many classes, and there are seventeen classes in the first year of high school.

I entered the first year of high school and it took almost half an hour to enter.

"The next thing that came towards us was Class 1, Grade 2..."
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