Usually everyone wears school uniforms, but today's girls in each class are wearing private clothes, and almost all of them are class flowers, standing in front of the team in rows, which is a beautiful landscape.

Lin Tangtang's black velvet skirt lined her skin as white as snow, her limbs were slender, her neck was slender, and she stood in front of the team, like a black swan escaping from Swan Lake.

Coincidentally, Tan Ruoruo of Class 8 is wearing a black gauze skirt today, although it is different from the one on Lin Tangtang's body, but at a glance, it is still quite similar. However, Tan Ruoruo's skirt is shorter, Tan Ruoruo has long high legs, and a pair of slender legs are exposed under the short skirt, which is enviable.

Because these two people collided, and they were both people who were called school flowers in private, they would naturally be compared privately, saying whether Tan Ruoruo was better looking or Lin Tangtang was better-looking.

"Tan Ruoruo's legs are really amazing, is the school flower good?"

"I still think Lin Tangtang is better-looking, and I can't find any fault with my body."

"It's all beautiful women, I don't know why you insist on splitting the winner......"

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In the hospital, Wei Junyan waited anxiously outside the operating room, and the hour hand on his wrist pointed to ten o'clock. At this time, his mobile phone vibrated and he received a WeChat message. Wei Junyan clicked on it and saw that it was a few pictures sent to him by Zhuo Yilun.

Lin Tangtang in the picture, facing the sun, showed a bright smile, there were several girls standing next to her, but Wei Junyan noticed her at a glance.

The little girl is wearing a beautiful dress today, she looks so good, and her smile is even sweeter to Wei Junyan's heart.

Wei Junyan enlarged the photo, stared at Lin Tangtang's smiling face, and looked at it, he couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips and smile.

"Your mom is operating inside, and you can still laugh?"

At this time, an indifferent voice sounded above his head.

Wei Junyan raised his head, and two men stepped on high-end custom leather shoes and walked up to him.

The middle-aged man standing in the back with a straight face, a slightly convex lower abdomen, and leather shoes in a suit is Wei Xingli, his father. In fact, Wei Junyan and his mother look more alike, but there are still many people who say that he and Wei Xingli are carved out of the same mold, mainly because the two of them look very similar with expressionless faces, indifferent and ruthless, like a 10,000-year-old iceberg, which makes people dare not approach.

Most of the time, Wei Xingli always has that face, up and down the company, as long as there is a place where he appears, the atmosphere will drop to the freezing point all of a sudden, and his aura is strong, like a natural king, not angry and arrogant.

The man standing in front of him teasing Wei Junyan was called Wei Lin, he lowered his head, a smile of unknown meaning hung on the corner of his mouth, squinted his eyes, and stared at Wei Junyan motionlessly.

Wei Lin is Wei Junyan's nominal brother, but in fact, the two of them have been in a state of incompatibility in the past few years.

Wei Lin is not a few years older than Wei Junyan, but he always considers himself an older brother, but even if he is an older brother, there is no way to change the fact that his father prefers Wei Junyan.

In Wei Lin's view, Wei Junyan is just an illegitimate son who can't see the light and can't get on the stage, but it was because Wei Lin's brother died in a car accident a few years ago, and his name resounded in the capital, and his father remembered that this illegitimate son who was left behind and brought it to the capital.