Ye Qing changed into a sky blue skirt, painted delicate smoky makeup, and pulled her hair up with a crystal hairpin.

It's her mom's favorite outfit lately.

Ye Qing feels that her mother's aesthetic is the most popular in Beijing. Absolutely, yes.

Mom's red high heels came out of the shoe closet.

Tonight, she's going to surprise the crowd.

Let that nerd in the summer, love at first sight and mistake for life.

Fang Manman has a pair of white sneakers that have not changed for ten years, and a brown cloth bag that has not left his hand for two years.

"Manman, are you still carrying this dirty food bag? Don't you have that many bags? ”

“……”

Want a rice pocket? There is a fastener clearly.

This is Fang Manman's birthday gift from her aunt when she was sixteen years old.

It seems inconspicuous, but it is called Qiankun bag.

It can hold all things, and it can also replicate all things. The beauty of it is indescribable. Not enough for outsiders.

Ye Qing has a paranoid love for many things on the other side, especially those given by his aunt.

For this seemingly dirty and stupid pocket, she looked at it more, and felt that she had lowered her taste.

Therefore, the secret of the Qiankun bag can never be discovered.

Ye Qing carried a small pink handbag, which only contained a small packet of heart-to-heart towels and a mobile phone.

This Motorola V998 is her reward after the college entrance examination, less than 1,000 yuan, but it has already stretched her mother.

And Fang Manman, but he used Nokia 8210, more than 3000 yuan. It was her aunt who sent it with the red dress.

Fang is long, it is easy, you can get everything, Ye Qing can not reach everything.

How could Ye Qing be mentally balanced.

When the two arrived at the old classmate song hall, there were already several male classmates waiting at the door.

"School flower! The school flower is here! Fang Manman! Fang Manman! Long! Long! ”

The boys, all in unison, shouted the trumpet.

Ye Qing deliberately stretched out his hand and stroked the handful of hair hanging down from his ear.

No one noticed her. No one paid any attention to her.

Everyone's eyes were always staring at the girl next to her.

"Fang Manman is actually wearing a skirt!"

"Red dress! Ah, you're like that fire, a raging flame, burning me ......"

"I'll pack this song later, no one can rob me, I want to dedicate it to my goddess, Miss Fang Manman!"

“……”

Ye Qing clenched the bag with both hands, the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out, but he had to have a decent smile on his face.

Mom said that girls should be gentle and dignified in front of boys.

In this way, you will get the pity and help of the boys.

It must not be like Fang Manman, who has no one in his eyes and pretends to be high.

Fang walked in without stopping, without squinting, with an expressionless face.

The boys looked at each other and sighed.

Then, two boys came over attentively and rushed to help Ye Qing get the bag.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Qing's mouth.

Hmph, Fang Manman, you are so proud, it is strange that you can get the favor of boys!

Although he enjoyed having a boy to be courteous, Ye Qing was reluctant to offend another person.

Moreover, her goal today is summer.

"I'm sorry, my boyfriend is coming in a while, so I won't bother the two of you, lest he misunderstand."

The tone is gentle, with full apologies, and there is a sense of self-satisfaction.

Ye Qing's words were not big or small, just enough for Fang Manman to be able to hear.

"Ye Qing, okay, I didn't see it, you are still the first one in our class to have a boyfriend. Who is it? ”

"Yes, tell me, who is it? If it weren't for our class, I wouldn't have agreed! ”

"That's it, the fertilizer and water don't flow into the fields of outsiders, which kid dares to rob our class flowers!"

Ye Qing knew that these superficial boys, looking towards Qin and Duchu, had problems with their vision.

Finally admitted that she was a class flower.

Then, Fang Manman's school flower, I guess, is a joke.