What did my daughter study?"

The tall and slender middle-aged woman was a little embarrassed but said with a bit of pride: "She learned to dance and won first place in the city competition. She is going to compete in the province during the summer vacation!"

Wang Ping secretly looked at this aunt. She was wearing a cheap and outdated shirt. It had frayed edges and looked a bit rough. It also had some stains accumulated over time that were difficult to clean. That aunt should have been there when she was young.

She is a great beauty, and her facial features look pretty. But unfortunately, time has left enough marks on her face, and it is now covered with wrinkles. I don’t know if she is really older than her mother.

Or does the hardship in life make her look older than her peers?

"Mom." Wang Ping heard a cold voice coming from behind. She turned her head and saw that her eyes suddenly lit up. The next moment, there was only one thought left in her mind: Are there really such good-looking girls in this world?

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Even as a girl, Wang Ping felt like she couldn't take her eyes away. She was immediately fascinated by her.

The girl who just arrived has a tall figure and slender limbs. You can tell from a glance that she is a dancer. Her shoulders are slightly opened back, she walks with her head raised and her chest raised. A piece of skin as condensed as suet is exposed on her neck, and her sexy collarbone is playfully raised.

, her hair was also tied up high, revealing her smooth forehead, as if a white swan was slowly walking from a distance.

Wang Ping felt that she had never seen such a beautiful woman in her two lifetimes. Even the big stars who were called goddesses on TV in later generations were eclipsed in front of her.

Probably because she was young and dressed without any cosmetics, those processed beauties on TV have lost a sense of reality.

After all, what stood before Wang Ping's eyes was a living beauty. She couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment. This girl was only twelve or thirteen years old like herself and had not yet grown up. How would she be able to captivate the country when she becomes an adult?

After Wang Ping came to his senses, he saw that the girl who had just blinked at him also made a shocked expression towards him, and couldn't help but feel secretly funny.

The parents that my parents came to chat with are really interesting. One of their daughters has a cheerful personality, and the other has an outstanding appearance. It seems that if she is not born again, she is the most boring and ordinary one.

The slender middle-aged woman took her daughter's hand and said to everyone shyly: "This is my daughter, He Zhihui."

He Zhihui didn't seem to be used to other people's physical contact with her. Even her biological mother was a little awkward. She gently broke away from her mother's hand holding her, glanced at everyone, then nodded lightly, and turned to leave.

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"This child!" said the slender aunt, and hurriedly said goodbye to her parents and the honest aunt, then turned around and chased out. Wang Ping couldn't help but shook her head when she saw the strange mother and daughter walking away quickly.

, that one named He Zhihui is good-looking, but her personality seems to be too cold. Why is she even more unsociable than her previous self?

She just thought about it and threw the idea behind her. After all, they had nothing to do with her. Even if they were both admitted to the No. 1 Middle School in the city together, and there were six classes in the No. 1 Middle School in the city, they might not be able to have that kind of relationship.

Good luck being assigned to the same class.

On the other hand, the girl who winked at Wang Ping was very lively. She accompanied her mother on the roadside and chatted for a long time. Finally, Wang Jia proposed to take her daughter back for dinner first, and the two families said goodbye to each other and agreed to go home.

We must keep in touch if we can enter the No. 1 Middle School together in the future.

At night, Wang Ping closed the door of her small room and hid under the quilt to sleep. In fact, she left her body and entered her personal space to find Fang Hua for information.

No matter how big or small any woman is, she actually has a burning heart of gossip.

Anyway, the exams are over, and the first-year junior high school courses will not officially start until three months later. Compared with elementary school, Wang Ping said that she is actually better at junior high school textbooks. After all, normal things like algebra have finally appeared.

There is no need to think about how many people get on and off a car, or how many people there are in the car.

In the evening, she grabbed Fang Hua and asked, "Have you heard of Huang Jian before?"

Fang Hua thought about it seriously: "I'm not sure. It's not from our class anyway. If it's from other classes and it's not a celebrity, I don't know. What's wrong? Ask him?"

Wang Ping waved her hand and replied: "It's okay, he's from our school. I ran into him today and I feel really crazy. I really want you to teach me a lesson."

Fang Hua smiled: "Hey, don't drag me up. Can't you think that your grades can't compare with his? That would be too embarrassing for me as a teacher."

Wang Ping also smiled and stopped talking about him. In fact, looking at Huang Jian's appearance, he knew that Huang Jian would not be very popular. No matter how good he was in Jiefang Primary School, he would be ranked first in the school in a place like City No. 1 Middle School where masters gathered.

What's the use? There are so many primary schools in Jiangzhou City, and almost all the top students in each primary school go to the No. 1 Middle School in the city. Even if he can really get into the No. 1 Middle School in the city this time, he will probably be nothing more than a loser in the future.

It's just everyone, so I don't need to take it to heart at all.

Then Wang Ping quickly asked her most curious question: "Then do you know that He Zhihui is that very beautiful woman?"

Who knew that when he talked about He Zhihui, Fang Hua's expression suddenly turned gloomy. He was silent for a moment and asked, "How do you know her?"

There was a trace of doubt in Wang Ping's heart. Could it be that her dull husband had a crush on someone else when he was young? But boys with long eyes like He Zhihui would probably like such a beautiful person. Although she comforted herself like this, she still felt nervous.

, but he said nonchalantly: "It's nothing. Even if we met when we came out after the exam today, my mother and her mother were chatting. When He Zhihui came out, I was shocked. I didn't expect it to be so beautiful.

Such girls make me feel ashamed as a woman."

Fang Hua shook his head: "She was very bad later, quite miserable." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: I had a guest at home tonight, so I have been putting off typing it out until now. These are the three chapters on the 1st. The third update is completed! Let’s celebrate with flowers. Each chapter is full of words. Did you enjoy reading it?
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