For some reason, this thought has become stronger and stronger since it appeared in my mind, and it is almost rooted and cannot be waved away

It is very rare that in addition to the leaders of this competition, there is also a beautiful boy with a very different painting style, that is, the photographer Qi Siyan himself.

A model who can't satisfy the photographer certainly can't be a qualified model.

In order to show fairness, the school did not give him a veto, but equal rights with other judges.

Against the backdrop of a group of uncles, Qi Siyan's already handsome face made people blush and excited.

It was also the first time that the girls saw Qi Siyan wearing a suit.

The existence of a suit is a natural weapon to enhance appearance, not to mention that Qi Siyan's already handsome people are angry.

The boys can't even give birth to the idea of jealousy, that guy is not a human being, and he can't be compared.

Qi Siyan tugged at his tie slightly, loosened a button, and turned the pen very casually, and then raised his eyebrows at Yan Ruyu in a scream.

As if asking: Is your boyfriend handsome?

Yan Ruyu curled the corners of her mouth funny, and quickly threw him a flying kiss while no one noticed.

Unexpectedly, Qi Siyan turned his head uncomfortably.

The roots of his ears were a little hot.

Yan Ruyu enjoyed his shy appearance a little, so she pouted again when she met her gaze again.

She wore a beautiful light makeup today, and her small mouth was covered with a layer of lip gloss, which was ruddy and delicate, like a freshly picked strawberry, which made people want to take a bite.

Qi Siyan's gaze darkened, and his cheeks became warmer.

The screams of the girls on the side were even more exaggerated: "Ah, Xiaocao just looked at me, he looked at me, he blushed, my handsome sky, I can't breathe"

Yan Ruyu:

Forget it or don't play, this walking Hehuan Dan

She glared at Qi Siyan unhappily, the latter:

The interaction between the two was only seen by very few people, some smiling, others biting their lips.

It's a competition anyway, and the school can't really be so casual that people stand on the stage, even if it's done, there has to be a talent show or something.

Yan Ruyu listened to all kinds of chatter around her, and at the same time calmly duck legs, she persistently asked these gossip lovers what the relationship between her and Qi Siyan and Jiang Chen was, and she was completely deaf.

After asking for a long time and seeing that she didn't respond, the man cut his body and flashed away.

She muttered in her mouth: "Be proud, you can be proud now, and after a while, you will look good"

Yan Ruyu remembered this person, and yesterday she asked herself what talent she was going to perform today.

She didn't want to deal with it, but then she was bored by the question, so she casually said "Wu".

The game officially began, and the first girl to play was the girl from the 4th class of the third year of high school.

The girl who had just left couldn't help but have a sneer on her face.

The judges followed the process and asked, "What is the content of your performance?"

The No. 1 contestant glanced at Yan Ruyu and replied confidently: "Hello judges, teachers, I am xxx in class 4 of the third year of high school, and my talent in the competition is a dance"

Singing and dancing, as a necessary subject for talent shows, appear frequently and are expected by everyone.

But no one expected that this frequency could be so high

The call was shouted from the first to the twenty-second, and there were eighteen dancers in so many people, and they were all students in Class 4 of the third year of high school.

The girl who used to be a spy had been paying attention to the change in Yan Ruyu's expression, and when she saw her brows furrowed, she hurriedly gloated and leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Are you in a hurry to hit the show?

Yan Ruyu touched her chin: "This action is not standardized."

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