The real daughter, she became a heartthrob by studying

Chapter 32 Blackboard Selection, Su Yusheng's Disappointment
Chapter 32 Blackboard Selection, Su Yusheng's Disappointment
In the morning, many people gathered around the gate of class 11.

Noisy, very lively.

An Sangsang struggled to enter the classroom. When Lin Yutong saw her coming in, he immediately dragged her to the back.

"Sangsang, oh Sangsang, you're amazing. I have to say, An Yun is really amazing." Every word Lin Yutong said to her was tinged with a strong lemon flavor.

"Look, An Yun has good grades, a good family background, good looks, a grade 8 piano, and now he is so good at drawing. My God, he is really a god." Lin Yutong looked admiring.

An Sangsang glanced through the crowd, looking at the blackboard newspaper.

The board newspaper mainly focuses on comic elements. On the left and right sides, Conan and Xiaolan are drawn respectively, and the star sea is drawn in the middle. In order not to make the picture stand out too much, the places with fonts are blurred, so that the picture is neither too prominent nor too dim Word.

Next to Xiaolan, Zhang Yang wrote a sentence in beautiful handwriting: Starlight does not ask passers-by, time pays off.

There is also a sentence written on the top of the board newspaper: Your future is full of stars and oceans.The whole is a small sign, next to it is the Q version of Mori Kogoro leaning on the sign, his head drooping and falling asleep, which is the state of Conan's anesthesia injection.

"Ahhhhh, Conan!"

"My God, this painting is simply a work of art, what should the students on duty do?"

"I wanted to see Jing Xuyan's paintings, but when I heard about Jing Xuyan, I used it as a tool for checking information and balancing."

"I don't understand. What does drawing Ke Lan and Xiao Lan have to do with the content?"

"Although I don't know what it's related to, but it's over if it looks good! Hurry up and shoot! It's over when the teacher comes, and there is no end to blind comparisons."

Chattering outside the window, the barrage is also very active.

"Fortunately, I watched it in advance, otherwise I would have screamed like them."

"Are you embarrassed upstairs? Yesterday you posted 'Ahhhhhhhhhh' for a long time."

"That being said, the anchor's paintings are too good-looking. Where did the anchor's technique come from?"

"Do you still need to ask? It's all brought from the previous life!"

"I also want to have the anchor's brain, the anchor's hands, and the anchor's appearance after becoming beautiful."

Zhang Jiali smiled and read the Kanban newspaper, then looked at An Yun kindly, and gave her a big hug.

"Little Yunyun! You are such a treasure, how can you draw so beautifully? Now we must be number one."

Zhang Jiali and An Yun got along well recently. With the success of this blackboard newspaper, her prejudice against An Yun has faded a lot. In her heart, she also feels that she is humble and polite, and she is also cute. Naturally, she likes her more than her prejudice.

"That's right, Yunyun, you are really too low-key, I will give you the poster in the future." Gong Hui also praised from the side.

An Yun's expression changed, and there was anxiety hidden in his eyes: "No, it's just this time, it just happened to get better once." Every time she praised her, she felt a little anxious in her heart. She seemed to be honored, but she knew it was all An Sangsang's.

"It's really modest, yes, you can't show your unique skills all at once, you have to slowly amaze us." Zhang Jiali laughed and joked, there were fine lines around her eyes, but she didn't care.

An Sangsang heard the voice praising An Yun over there, and subconsciously turned to take a look. An Yun smiled gently.

It was approaching the class time, and people had almost left, so Jing Xuyan took out his mobile phone to face the blackboard newspaper, and secretly took two pictures.

Open WeChat, find Gu Zechen and send it to him.

"Do you see it? It has potential."

The other party didn't reply, and it didn't prevent Jing Xuyan from continuing to send him messages.

"You brought her in to play with me, I think this little girl is pretty good!"

The other party replied in seconds.

"Withdraw, or pay back the money."

Jing Xuyan narrowed his eyes, smiled forcedly, and made a difficult choice to withdraw.

After class, the student union came to select, and An Yun was one of them, following along with the selection.

Su Yusheng, who is the president of the student union, also followed. The president of the student union sounds good, and he doesn't belong to any department, but no matter what activities or important things the school organizes, he must participate.

Before approaching Class 11, Qin Fei, who was in the same department, already knew it clearly. She smiled and said, "You don't need to check Class 11 at all, okay? The post bar is about to blow up. Your class will definitely win this time, An Yun, you It's too arrogant."

"I can't wait to see you on the variety show, maybe you will become popular!" As she said, Qin Fei rolled up the notebook in her hand into a microphone, handed it to An Yun, and said in a hoarse voice on purpose, "Please, An Yun, please! Celebrity, tell me about your history of fame!"

An Yun's uneasy heart was interrupted by Qin Fei, she put aside the microphone with a smile: "Come on, the camera is in front!"

Qin Fei glanced at Su Yucheng who was silent at the side. The boy's beautiful side face always makes the girl dream about, she leaned closer: "President Su, you should show your beautiful face under the camera more, and you will definitely do it too." Fire, when the time comes, the schoolboy daydreaming about thousands of girls before going to sleep will have face!"

Su Yucheng ignored her, bypassed her and left.

"Hey, this man who loves studying."

Walking into Class 11, although it is indeed the first, the process remains the same.

He walked in and kept his gaze on An Sangsang for more than ten seconds. An Sangsang has changed a lot from before, with a clear outline and a lot of changes in his eyes. The whole person feels different from before.

Sensing the gaze from the front, An Sangsang raised her head and met Su Yucheng's gaze. Her almond eyes were slightly narrowed, and the bottom of her eyes was full of coldness.

With just one glance, Su Yucheng moved his eyes away.

The whole class applauded together after being awarded a perfect score.

The monitor stood up and said: "Thank you sister Jiali, classmate An Yun, and classmate Jing Xuyan for their hard work. Let's applaud them together."

Zhang Jiali waved her hand: "It's all done well by Xiao Yunyun, how can the two of us have a share!"

An Yun stood there with his face lowered, a little shy, and a red cloud appeared on his face.

Su Yucheng glanced at her, lowered his brows and eyes, with a trace of surprise in his eyes, then glanced at An Sangsang who was still calm, and left with the army.

In fact, not only Gu Zechen and Jing Xuyan saw the scene of An Sangsang painting last night, but also Su Yucheng.

Su Yusheng's family conditions are not very good. He transferred from a rural high school in the second semester of high school. He has good looks and excellent grades, and he has attracted a lot of attention. At the same time, he has also been envied by many people. Ever since he was pursued by An Sangsang, those who were jealous of him He started to mock him with this, so he treated An Sangsang quite badly, felt ashamed of her behavior, and hated her for breaking his peaceful life.

He always thought that An Sangsang was just an ugly, overconfident student, but what happened since the beginning of school was reshaping his cognition one by one.

Last night, not only Gu Zechen and Jing Xuyan knew that An Sangsang drew this blackboard newspaper, but there was another person, Su Yucheng.

Since the beginning of school, An Sangsang has not come to him once, but the mysteries about An Sangsang have accumulated more and more.

He also wanted to know the relationship between An Sangsang, Gu Zechen, and Jing Xuyan. He really wanted to know, but when he thought of An Sangsang's cold eyes on him, he couldn't help feeling agitated.

He looked back at class 11. This class was very familiar, but the person in it was getting farther and farther away.

(End of this chapter)