Outside the window, classmates were coming and going, moving tables, chairs and benches to set up the venue. There were also many people gathered around our car, pointing, with fire in their eyes.
"I will definitely be there for the next parent-teacher meeting, okay?" I didn't respond for a long time, my eyes were moist,
Yin Yijie's tone was also lowered, and his guilt and concern seemed to be palpable at arm's length.
"Yeah." I nodded.
Although I don’t know why God suddenly treated me so well and made a grown man love me like a daddy, his care is so close that I can’t completely ignore it.[
Someone seemed to open the door, and Yin Yijie said: "88."
I nodded, hung up the phone, handed myself into the hands of the makeup artist, and let myself be manipulated.
Every girl has a princess dream, but the process of transformation is really uncomfortable.
After nearly an hour of tossing and changing three sets of clothes, I was finally liberated!
"Well, Miss Makeup still has potential! If she is well prepared and conditions permit, she will definitely be able to create a big-name star!" The female make-up artist played with the curls behind my ears, looking left and right, but she was still not satisfied.
"My dear princess, can you give me your hand, give it a kiss, and remember my humble name?" A certain makeup artist must have graduated from the Opera Academy. The tone of this line and the actions of a gentleman are both on point, quite impressive.
It has the flavor of Tangshan.
"Ms. Zhuang, when will the sorority end?" Comfort handed me a handbag, which contained my mobile phone and sundries, and also gave me a bottle of juice, which looked like freshly squeezed mango juice.
I shook my head, I didn't know.
"When it's almost over, call me or the driver Xiao Song." Comfort looked at me and explained.
I nodded and got out of the car.
Shouts, shouts, whistles, cheers, clapping, applause, the sound of people jumping on their backs
The whole playground was boiling.
I have to say that Yin Yijie succeeded! I caused a bigger sensation than Britney.
A well-proportioned body that is slightly plump due to premature development, a face that is as delicate as my mother’s, and a noble and elegant palace dress.
Stepping on the sun, holding the floor-length skirt with both hands, handbags hanging on the wrists, shawls on the shoulders, standing straight, as if there is no one around. Want to watch the VIP chapters for free? Come to [guli