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The basement was extremely dark.

The tip of the nose is full of damp and strange smell.

Sometimes there is a smell of rotting animal corpses. There are many rats in the basement. Sometimes when you walk around, you will come across a shriveled rat corpse that has been dead for a long time. There are also many stray cats in the community. The residents couldn't drive them away, and they were afraid that they would destroy the piled sundries, so they locked the door, trapped them for seven days and seven nights, and starved them to death in the basement.

How did Song Haoyan know?Because Father Song has done this before, more than once.

No fewer than six stray cats died in the hands of Song's father, and some of them even gave birth to cubs.

The blue light of the flashlight shone on the ramp leading to the basement, and a large black hole was cracked on the wall of one side of the corridor, exposing the bricks and solidified cement inside the wall.

The cave is very deep, and there is still a layer of water underneath. When the light shines, the water surface flickers, and the pitch black is like thick and extremely deep blood.

When Song Haoyan saw this big hole for the first time, because he had just watched a horror movie, he was frightened physically and mentally by the killing and hiding corpses in the movie and burying corpses in walls. She leaned against the wall, her heart was beating wildly, her eyes were fixed on the big hole, for fear that in the next second, a hideous and terrifying corpse would stick its head out of the hole, bite her, and try to pull her into the hole.

It took a long time for the brain to stop filling up all kinds of horrible illusions.

But since then, when she passed by here, she didn't dare to look at the hole. She also went to other basements and found that this big hole can be regarded as a standard configuration for the basement of the community where she lives.

Passing through the ramp, the cool and shady atmosphere in the basement blows towards your face, and you enter the low aisle, with rooms of different sizes and poor light on both sides. When you walk to the door number 201, you push it lightly, and the door opens with a creak.

It's full of old stuff like dilapidated couches, bookcases with chipped paint, and pots and pans that were clearly used by an older generation.

She took out a booklet from under the sofa cushion and opened it, with densely written words on it.

I took a photo with a flashlight, and I saw a lot of dates, names, food names, and approximate prices.

There are also brackets next to the name, marking the class.

This is an account book, and it is recorded that she owes the account.

She turned to the latest page, took out a ballpoint pen from her pocket, and wrote the date September 9 on the top line.

Then came: Peng Shengze (Liberal Arts Class 15), Snowflake Crisp, [-] yuan.

Guo Min (Science Class 45), chocolate, about [-] yuan.

Qu Yishuang (Liberal Arts Class No. 50), imported thick biscuits, about [-] yuan.

……

The words were written very quickly. For a while, there was only the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper. In just 3 minutes, there were more than [-] records in the notebook.

Song Haoyan was born with an excellent memory. In order to maximize the efficiency of reciting, he was trained under the guidance of teachers in elementary school and almost reached the level of photographic memory in junior high school.

So I only heard the gift-giving classmate say it once, and I firmly remembered that the price was either scanned through WeChat, or referred to the shopping software. If it was purchased from a cake shop near the school, she would go there to have a look at the price list when she had time.

Ye Ci (Ninth Class of Science), two Coke chicken legs, two braised lion heads, five braised prawns...about 100 yuan.

It took me three full lines to finish.

Among the series of desserts and snacks ahead, it looks extremely abrupt.

Looking at the name of the food with a sudden change in the painting style, Song Haoyan stared at it for a while, and then lingered on the word "Ye Ci" for a while, before closing the ledger and stuffing it back to its original place.

He pushed off the lacquered bookcase again. There was a groove at the base of the wall behind the bookcase. He tore off the wallpaper pasted on it, and took out a mobile phone from inside.

Then from the penultimate pot of stacked pots and pans, I took out a voice changer worth 30 yuan purchased online.

Finally, I found a white question board the size of A4 paper from the bookcase, and three erasable marker pens of different colors.

Song Huiyan would use a voice changer to record some test question explanation videos and post them on relevant fee-paying websites. Because of the clear thinking in solving the questions, the sales volume is not bad every day.

Later, some parents successively placed orders for her to teach their children online.

She asked not to show her face during online classes, and to wear gloves when writing on the question board. Simply because her lectures were too good, the parents tolerated her "quirks".

Actually, where is the quirk.

She just can't be recognized... especially by her parents.

This is what she secretly saved for college and even

Postgraduate tuition and living expenses.

When recording videos, she usually goes to remote corners of the park.

The money is settled once per class, and it is in the form of sending QQ red envelopes, all of which are stored in this hidden mobile phone.

At this time, inside the Song family clothing store.

After Song's father and Song's mother sent off the last wave of students who came because of Song Moyan, a fake smile appeared on their faces, and it faded away in an instant.

Song's mother was drooling while counting the money in her hand, and the counting made her smile.

Father Song lit a cigarette, heard laughter, and squinted at her: "Excellent!"

When Song's mother heard the words, she immediately became upset. She pursed her lips and reached out to hit him: "Old Song, what do you mean! Look down on me?"

Inferior smoke curled up, blinding Father Song's calculating eyes: "Yinyin secretly gave us so much money, do you still care about these mosquito legs?"

Song's mother remembered the 500 million bank card that Yinyin gave them, and her eyes burst out instantly, but she said, "What do you know? Big money makes big money happy, and small money also makes small money fun."

As he said that, he flicked the wad of money in his hand, squinted his eyes and leaned closer, grinned, and listened to the sound of the banknotes.

"Also." She said, "Yinyin gave us money, and we can only use it secretly. We can't make the neighbors suspicious, and we can't let Xiaoyan find out. It's like shooting a spy war drama. It's not as good as this." Mosquito legs', at least it can be spent in a fair manner. Old Song, how long do you think we will continue this kind of life?"

Song's father put the cigarette to his lips, and took a deep breath: "Hurry up, when Xiaoyan graduates from high school, gets her graduation certificate, and happens to be an adult, marry her, marry her far away, and stay away from this city. Wait After marrying her, we will move with Wanwan, live in a big house, drive an expensive car, and enjoy our lives.”

Song's mother didn't say anything for a long time after hearing the words, she just sat with her head bowed while clutching the money.

Father Song glanced at her: "What? You can't bear it? The kindness of a woman! She will block the way of sound, don't you know?"

The word "Yinyin" made Song's mother react a little bit. She sighed, put aside a wad of money covered in hot palms, and the hesitation in her eyes gradually receded: "You are right."

She stood up and approached a little closer: "Actually, I was just thinking before, didn't you say you were going to marry her, I heard that rich people like college students nowadays, and they are college students from prestigious universities. If it is enough, the dowry will be able to charge a lot more, and if it is not guaranteed, it will cost hundreds of thousands."

Hearing this, Song's father pointed at her fiercely and cursed: "You're out of your mind! You know money in your heart, you prodigal bitch!"

After that, he lowered his voice again and said, "You don't know what's going on in our family? Do you still want to marry Xiaoyan to a rich man? You would really think that Xiaoyan won't be able to get in touch with rich people in her life. You should stay away from high society!"

Song's mother shrank her neck when she was scolded. She really thought it was too beautiful, and Lao Song's words were the most realistic.

Father Song shook the soot and snorted: "We are already very kind. At least we didn't directly kill Xiao Yan back then and raised her up. Now she is so good and proficient in all kinds of housework. These are all things we have done. Credit, but she wants to wander outside and go to a wider world, this must be restrained no matter what! We are the shackles that hold her, and we must hold her tightly for the sake of Yinyin!"

Mother Song didn't hesitate this time, and nodded heavily.

Song's father threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it, and crushed it hard: "If it weren't for Yinyin's 500 million late payment, I wouldn't even let her go to high school."

Dinner time, for most people, is a rare and pleasant time of the day, but for those who eat melons online, it is destined to be an eye-popping moment!

All over the country, mobile phones of different models and styles have been "dididi" non-stop, and various social software have experienced delays, crashes, crashes, etc. Sitting at the dinner table, netizens from all over the world are holding mobile phones and swiping big Gua, besides shit, I can't say anything else.

For some star fans, it is no less than a bolt from the blue!

Chi Jian is a freshman in Beicheng No. [-] Middle School. He is a fan of the second-tier actress Meng Xiyu. He has been a fan for almost three years. He especially likes Xiyu's elegant and indifferent temperament.

result!

Fuck!This Xiyu who swears, smokes thin cigarettes, has a femme fatale, and tries to destroy the younger generation's stardom, do I really know that Xiyu? !

Could it be that it was worn?Or is it a ghost?

A photo was released, that is, Meng Xiyu had a good conversation with a person from the Taoist sect,

The Xuanmen old man even touched Xiyu's waist, Xiyu just smiled and let the other party touch her around.

OMG!

I heard that some people in the entertainment circle are very superstitious and will raise some little ghosts, hoping to stay popular for a long time. Could it be that Xiyu has been backlashed?

Faced with the non-stop, shocked son, Chi's mother knocked on the rice bowl: "Eat! You can't even stop your mouth with food!"

"Wait, wait until I finish replying to this message." Chi Jian typed quickly, he wanted to go to the group to ask if it was true, if someone was blackmailing him.

Although there are photos and even videos, he still can't believe his sincerity towards idols.

What if... the photo is p, but the person in the video just happens to look like him, not the real person!

He went to several groups, and the typist almost became an afterimage.

Three minutes later, Mother Chi became irritable and twisted his ears: "Eat!"

"Mom, wait for me, wait until I finish swiping this Weibo!"

There are big melons popping up all the time, real and fake, fake and real, making people dizzying and unable to distinguish.

"Chi, Jian! It's time to eat!!!" Chi's mother was about to hit someone, and the whole family was eating, so Chi Jian was holding a mobile phone, what did he look like!

"Mom, wait for me..."

Chi Jianyuan wanted to say "Just wait another 5 minutes", but after seeing the latest video of Xiyu's crew playing big names and shoving the assistant, it was retweeted more than [-] times in just ten seconds.

Chi Jian: ...

"Forget it, Mom, I still won't eat today."

After speaking, he went back to the house with his mobile phone in his hand.

"Little bastard! You're hardened!"

Today's dinner time, the conversation of the people who eat melons on the whole network is like this:

[Hey, brother/sister, have you eaten melon yet? 】

[What melon?I am eating! 】

[Eat you and get paralyzed, hey!Pick up your phone and get dry! 】

And some celebrity fans are like this:

[Woooooo, brothers and sisters, I don't believe it!I can't believe it!How could idol be like this?She/he is obviously not such a person! 】

[My idol is a gentle/humorous/yuppie handsome/occasionally cute male god/goddess, how could it be that the demeanor is lost/insidious and cunning in the photos/videos! ! ! 】

【Today, has your idol image collapsed? 】

There are endless stories about the seven star melons on the Internet, Qifen is true

There are three-point falsehoods mixed in, so that the three-point falsehoods have become true. The incident has fermented again and again, and all kinds of fans have come to an end, and these seven star opponents are also secretly working hard.

Being involved with seven people, busy with public relations in such a hurry, how could there be time to release Mu Jiayi's gossip.

This sudden incident caught them off guard.

The PR company and marketing account made a lot of money.

Netizens felt great sympathy for Mu Jiayi who was secretly planned to suppress Mu Jiayi in the video. For a while, they poured into her Weibo to cheer for her.

Then I flipped through Mu Jiayi's previous Weibo and saw a selfie: Wow, what a stunning beauty this is!So beautiful so beautiful!Ah Wei is dead!

Look at the talent shown again: Oh my God!What a treasure on earth!You can rely on your face, but you have to rely on your talent!Love love love!

Look again at the variety show clips: beautiful and sassy, ​​cute and funny, great camera sense, full sense of variety show, really delicious!

Goblin!I'm crazy about you!

Millions of followers were raised overnight, and the national popularity has also been greatly improved.

#Jiayi is miserable#

#Jiayi We Believe You#

Being topped with hot search terms, the popularity continued to rise, and finally ranked first and second, and the topic was hot.

And this is followed by:

#人设购买, Meng Xiyu’s heart is so dirty#

#一代看后江江都思消失，自己满落#

#首页 Variety Show Big Ga Confucianism Mask Falls, Why Bully the Juniors#

With Meng Xiyu as the representative, the seven celebrities almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!

Their "personal design collapsed", but instead paved a bright road for Mu Jiayi.

If they release Mu Jiayi's material now, netizens will definitely say it's fake, it's all fake, don't believe a word!

After secretly preparing for so long, spending so much time and energy, in the end not only was the bamboo basket fetching water in vain, but it was also a waste of money.

They just fainted!

Among the seven, two celebrities were scolded a little less, precisely because they didn't go to the high-end club last time, while the other five were almost scolded by netizens as street rats. In the name of oppressing younger generations and having a vicious mind.

Yu Maning saw that an additional 100 million had been credited, which was an additional 50 in addition to the original 50.

【Mu Xuan: Well done, I will reward you】

【Yu Manning: 3q～】

After replying to the text message, I made a gesture to myself to continue cheering!

The next day, Ye Ci came to the school, looked at the empty front row, did not see that petite figure, felt a little disappointed, Yu Manning did not come.

Song Huiyan came over with a watch in hand: "Have you thought about it? What are you going to sell at the charity sale?"

Ye Ci originally wanted to say that of course he had thought it through, but he remembered that when he filled out the form yesterday, because the form started from the students in the first row and the first row in order, and passed them down one by one, Ye Ci sat in the first row, and Song Haoyan sat in the first row. Sitting in the second row, she didn't see what Song Moyan had filled in.

Then he asked, "What about you, Song, what are you going to sell?"

"Here, look for yourself, you are the only one left in the whole class."

The finely powdered, pearl-like fingertips pushed the thin A4 paper and slid over.

She didn't have any nails, and the edges were polished very neatly. There was a curved white crescent at the root of the nail cover, which looked very cute.

Ye Ci's eyes were not attracted by the densely packed writing on the paper, but by the shiny luster on her fingers: "Have you washed your hands?"

Song Hao didn't answer, but touched the back of her hand instead: "Did you say I washed my hands?"

Porcelain white as snow skin, slightly cool to the touch, but Ye Ci's heart suddenly burned, as if there was a strange feeling of electric shock.

Song Haoyan only touched it once, and was about to withdraw his hand, but was grabbed by someone the next moment.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and tilted her head, her beautiful eyes were full of doubts.

Ye Ci didn't know why he would make such a move, he opened his eyes in a daze, and hurriedly made up nonsense: "Just now... I didn't feel it clearly, so I just..."

Song Haoyan seemed to chuckle slightly, and shook her hand back: "Do you feel it now? Are my palms wet?"

Although Ye Ci couldn't see herself, she knew that based on the rising temperature of her cheeks, it was probably red: "Not wet."

The deputy squad leader passing by the window heard the plausible words such as "wet or not, the palm of the hand". I saw Ye Ci and the squad leader shaking hands!

The deputy squad leader was dumbfounded, and then yelled like a pig: "I don't care! Come on someone, am I hallucinating, how...how can I see..."

The expression is extremely exaggerated!The tone is exaggerated!

Ye Ci was terrified, let go of Song's hand, stepped to the window in two steps, stretched out his arms, and covered the deputy monitor's mouth: "Shh."

The deputy squad leader was weak, pitiful and helpless, he looked over with a playful look, and signaled with his eyes: I, I understand.

What do you know ah you!

Blue veins protruded from Ye Ci's forehead: "Calm down, don't talk, you know? It's not what you see, everything is a misunderstanding."

The deputy squad leader was pitiful, and nodded a little bit "enduring humiliation".

After Ye Ci was sure that she would not say anything, he let go of his hand covering her mouth.

Unexpectedly, the other party stared at her palm for a long time, and said hesitantly: "You didn't do anything lewd just now, did you?"

Ye Ci slammed the knife in his eyes.

The deputy squad leader flinched: "Don't worry, I'm just worried that you touched something and covered my mouth with the hand that did something...well."

Squad leader Song Haoyan walked over.

Ye Ci said to her: "What should I do if I want to kill someone and bury his body?"

Song Haoyan patted her on the shoulder: "Now is a society ruled by law, calm down."

The deputy squad leader surrounded himself in fear, and looked at the two people in the window who were looking at him together: "What are you doing? Don't mess around!"

"No reason, I just gave you something." Song Haoyan approached a little closer, "I have a book of English grammar tips that is easy to remember, do you want it?"

The deputy squad leader's eyes lit up, and he said coyly: "Well, I didn't see anything, and I won't say anything about it."

Waiting for the deputy squad leader to hold the booklet, enter the class like a treasure, and return to his seat.

Ye Ci breathed a sigh of relief, supported his forehead, shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Song Haoyan looked at Ye Ci, suddenly shrugged his shoulders, and bent his eyes: "Actually, we didn't do anything, why are we so nervous, as if we really did something."

really did something...

Ye Ci thought of the phrase "sexy things" that the deputy squad leader said, and smelled the faint fragrance on Song's body, and suddenly his whole body felt strange.

She loosened the collar of her school shirt.

Well, it's a little hot.

Undo two buttons with fingertips, exposing the beautifully shaped collarbone.

Song Haoyan glanced at it, and could see the shadowy ravines and the beige shoulder straps, which seemed to be scalded instantly, and looked away: "Fill out the form."

Oh watch!

If classmate Song hadn't reminded him, Ye Ci would have almost forgotten about it.

Before she started writing, she looked at the names of her classmates one by one, and finally found it!

[Song Huiyan, song order service (limited to the first 20 people), 10 yuan per song]

Seeing this, Ye Ci couldn't help stretching out his thumb: "Well, can I make a reservation?"

Song Huiyan smiled slightly and shook his head: "No, you have to obey the rules."

"Yes, you must abide by the monitor's rules." Ye Ci smiled sullenly, and wrote on the last line with a pen.

Song Haoyan looked at it and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Are you going to make this? What are you going to do with the raw materials?"

Ye Ci pressed his finger to his lips, and blinked slyly: "Shanren has his own tricks, do you want to make a reservation for the squad leader? You can accept the reservation."

Song Haoyan lowered his eyes, feeling ashamed and unspeakable, so he shook his head.

"How about this, how about an exchange?" Ye Ci didn't know why, and didn't want to see her like this, so he suggested: "How about exchanging your first song?"

Song Haoyan glanced at the price she wrote and felt that he was at a loss, but out of a certain desire, he agreed.

The whole morning was spent discussing the items of the charity sale among the students, and the teacher frequently slapped the table, extremely annoyed at the students' absent-mindedness, but there was nothing he could do.

After the morning class, it finally arrived at noon. Like the birds flying, everyone didn't even eat, so they hurried to the playground, found the area designated by the class, set up a stall, and put up the price tag .

Suddenly, the school gate opened, and a large off-road vehicle drove in.

He went straight to the playground, and stopped with a sharp tail flick.

"Who?"

"Did you participate in the charity sale?"

"I do not know."

Amidst the discussions among the students, Ye Xiaoru, dressed in black and white sportswear, stepped out of the off-road vehicle and opened the trunk. Inside was a row of commercial large-scale fully automatic shaving ice machines, an ice cube making machine, and various colorful There are jams with different flavors, including blueberries, grapes, pomelo and other fruits.

The fruit is bright in color and full in shape, and it is not cheap at first glance.

The white metal casing of the ice shaving machine shone dazzlingly in the sun, blinding everyone's eyes, and made all the students who witnessed it feel the power of piled money!

Ye Xiaoru waved at Ye Ci, smiling brightly: "Xiao Ci, come."

Ye Ci trotted up to meet him, opened his arms and hugged Ye Xiaoru, Ye Xiaoru's face was full of disgust but happiness, after that, the two of them picked up an ice shaving machine and went to Ye Ci's booth on the playground. Nearby: "Student Ye, can I help too?"

"Okay, thank you."

After Yi Wanyun, several Class [-] students came one after another, and even Omega from other classes.

Ye Xiaoru looked at the battle: her precious daughter is very popular!

Recalling that when her daughter was in Nancheng No. [-] Middle School, she was ridiculed, ridiculed, and isolated. Compared with the two, Mother Ye's impression of Beicheng No. [-] Middle School was much better.

Looking at the students who gathered around, how could it be beta besides omega?

There was some teasing in the eyes that looked at her daughter for a moment, and whispered to her ear: "Not bad, you are very popular, is there anyone you fancy?"

"Mom." Ye Ci glanced at her, super helpless.

"What's the matter? Mom doesn't object to your falling in love, but it can't affect your studies. Is there any good-looking student bully in your school?"

Ye Xiaoru asked with a smile.

Good-looking, academic master?

Ye Ci thought of Song Haoyan for a moment, and it happened that the other party also came over at this time.

"Ah! This classmate is really pretty!" Ye Xiaoru boasted in a low voice, "Xiao Ci, how is her grade?"

Ye Ci didn't know whether it was a guilty conscience or something, so he said: "Not good."

"Oh, that's a pity."

Ye Xiaoru glanced at Song Huiyan with regret, but was stunned for a moment.

"Student Ye, I'm also here to help."

After Song Haoyan finished speaking, he moved an ice shaving machine. During the process of moving, he found a chance to talk to Ye Ci alone, and asked her softly:

"Did you tell your mother something about me?"

Ye Ci blinked and pretended to be stupid: "No."

Song Haoyan expressed suspicion, and looked her up and down with her beautiful eyes: "Is there really no one?"

Ye Ci hugged the cold shaving ice machine tightly in his arms: "Why should I lie to you?"

Right.

Song Huiyan had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart.

After Ye Ci prepared everything, he wrote on the white paper made up of six A4 papers with a black marker:

[Freshly made fruit shaved ice, 5 yuan/portion]

Song Haoyan frowned as he watched, "You're going to lose money like this, right?"

The cost of seven shaving ice machines alone is nearly 2 yuan, not to mention other things.

Unexpectedly, Ye Ci smiled mysteriously, took out a flyer from the ice cube maker, and shook it: "Take it as publicity. My mother opened a dessert shop in the commercial street. If it is done well, I plan to open a chain." .”

"Well, isn't it in the commercial street opposite the school? There, brother Qiang will collect protection money."

Ye Ci shook his head: "No. It's closer to Nancheng, a certain distance from Beicheng No. 40 Middle School. Let's walk for [-] minutes. The store provides takeaway service."

"That's okay." Song Hao said in his heart, as long as the taste is really good, students, even if there is no takeaway service, are still quite willing to run for the food.

"Here, please send it for me."

Song Haoyan took the thick leaflet and gave her a sideways look: "You are really welcome."

Ye Ci laughed: "I think if it's you, it can be done in minutes."

The charm of the campus goddess is not just talk.

Song Haoyan understood what she meant, and for some reason, she became a little unhappy for a moment, but she would not return the leaflets she received.

He pursed his lips and walked away like the wind.

Ye Ci looked at her back, a little puzzled: Why is classmate Song angry again?

Yi Wanyun received the flyer and ran over quickly: "Auntie is going to start a dessert business?"

"Ah."

"Then Auntie must make delicious desserts."

Thinking of the cat biscuits that were burnt n times last night, Ye Ci shrugged helplessly: "No."

"what?"

Yi Wanyun's head is full of question marks. It's not good to make desserts, but you want to open a dessert shop? ? ?

Funny?

"She asked the staff to do it."

Only then did Yi Wanyun suddenly realize: "Oh, you really don't need to do it yourself, I didn't realize it earlier."

No, she wanted to do it herself, but after many failures, she could only give up with tears in her eyes.

Ye Ci also doesn't know why Ye Xiaoru has such a big obsession with opening a dessert shop, is it because of a childhood dream?

It's really possible.

It seems that many girls once had the idea of ​​opening a milk tea shop or dessert house.

When everyone was almost ready, they went upstairs and moved the benches to the temporary stage on the playground.

"Hey! Everyone! You are going to perform on stage this afternoon, come to me and put on your makeup! A TV station will come to interview you!" A teacher shouted loudly with a few students.

What?The TV station still wants to interview?

The news exploded among the students in an instant.

——I didn’t expect that a small broken school could have such a row of noodles?Incredible!

——TV station?Will I get a chance to show my face?

——I don’t think TV interviews are a good thing. Speaking of which, Nancheng No. [-] Middle School will also hold a charity performance today. With the same theme and the same date, it is inevitable that people will compare them.

When it came to Nancheng No. [-] Middle School, everyone was silent, and no one said "don't grow others' ambition", because it is really incomparable.

It is the distance between the sea and the creek, the difference between the bright moon and the fireflies, and the completely crushing gap.

Young people are supposed to be frivolous, but when it comes to Nancheng No. [-] Middle School, everyone has a bit of inferiority and loneliness on their faces.

Until Song Haoyan walked up to the makeup teacher.

Everyone became excited at once, and completely walked out of the gloomy and gloomy atmosphere.

——Walk around, watch the goddess make up!

——What is Nancheng No. [-] Middle School? Is it important to have a goddess?

——The goddess is so beautiful without makeup, but with makeup on, she can't be beautiful!

When most people in the playground surrounded the past.

Chu Dailing and his two followers overheard something.

Someone wanted to put an instant laxative in Song Luoyan's mineral water!

An omega performing on stage, because she knew about the TV interview in advance, in order not to let Song Zhuyan's performance overwhelm her, she prepared to use this dirty method.

Chu Dailing bit her lip and struggled in her heart. In her private heart, she certainly didn't want her arch-rival Song Haoyan to show off, but drugging was too poisonous and dirty, and she didn't want to get the desired result through such means.

So, do you want to remind Song Haoyan?

On the other side, there was a bottle of mineral water with Song Haoyan's name on it, and a slightly trembling hand sneaked over while everyone was not paying attention.