Chapter 479: The Feeling of a Father Giving His Daughter at a Wedding
But now it's different, this time, as the principal of the champion, he accompanied Luo Xingcen to the stage to accept the award.
That ugly cow must have been so angry that he was about to have a heart attack.
Principal Ma was in ecstasy, and the first person he looked at turned out to be Principal Niu who stood up angrily......
From this point of view, the two of them can be regarded as true love.
Maybe Principal Ma was too excited, he actually took Luo Xingcen's hand and walked towards the stage.
Many viewers below, looking at his posture, found that these two people have a bit of the feeling of a father sending a daughter at a wedding?
When Jiang Yiting saw this scene, she also seemed to feel something, and looked back at Li Weihang meaningfully.
Li Weihang came into contact with Jiang Yiting's thoughtful eyes, and a faint suspicious pink appeared on his originally pale face, and then he snorted lightly, and looked at the audience without squinting, in the direction of the award presenters.
He came to meet He Shao today.
As for Luo Xingcen, for the sake of her putting so much effort into herself, you can consider being kind to her when you look back.
"Luo Xingcen is the champion of our high school entrance examination this year, and he is also our champion in nine subjects, and each subject is the first place!"
The host's words made bursts of applause from below.
Everyone looked at Luo Xingcen who was standing on the stage.
The hollow long skirt, with that smart first lotus picture, looks exquisite and elegant, adding a bit of agility, which is very pleasing.
The design of the low neckline exposes the shallow collarbone and the curve of the waist, showing a delicate figure.
Her plain white face does not need any dress, does not need any smearing, pure and lovely, like a little fairy who accidentally intrudes into the crowd, which is endearing.
The playful half-ball head, the hair is flying happily, the wisps are thready, and the heartstrings are provocative.
Such Luo Xingcen is enough to make everyone who meets her for the first time like her.
For a while, someone in the audience suddenly began to whisper.
"Have you heard of it, it has been rumored on the Internet recently that Luo Xingcen likes Li Weihang and has liked it for three years!"
"Do you think this Li Weihang is blind or mentally retarded? Such a good girl, he can't even grasp it well? ”
"Alas...... When President Ma led Luo Xingcen to the stage just now, I had the feeling that this was the wedding scene...... Hey! ”
"Well, it just so happened that Li Weihang was still standing on the stage, and he really felt like this...... However, why do I think Li Weihang is a little unworthy of Luo Xingcen? ”
"What is worthy of what is not worthy...... Luo Xingcen's family is just an ordinary salaryman, and Li Weihang is the only son of the chairman of China Airlines......"
The people in the audience behind were talking about gossip in a low voice, but they didn't notice that He Qianyao, who was sitting in front, suddenly clenched his fists at his side, and there was a cold glint in his eyes......
Li Weihang: Is it? ……
Li Weihang on the stage has been paying attention to He Qianyao, and when he saw He Qianyao suddenly looking at him, he was so excited that his palms broke out in a cold sweat.
He Shao actually glanced at him...... Could it be that He Shao thinks he is someone to get acquainted?
Was that glance a hint? Is he going to take the initiative to ask He Shao for advice later......
Finally, it was time for the awards.
Director Jia of the Municipal Bureau presented the award to Li Weihang, the third place.
Director Wang of the Provincial Department presented the award to the second place, Jiang Yiting.
It was Luo Xingcen's turn, and she stared at He Qianyao who came to the stage for a moment.
He walked towards her step by step, each step seemed to meet her heartbeat, and then walked to the tip of her heart one step at a time.
It's just that...... Luo Xingcen suddenly felt that something was wrong.