As applause rang out, Cen Li's speech slowly came to an end.
With the skills of a senior lecturer, she has magic power in her words, which makes everyone present unconsciously arouse their emotions and make their blood boil.
As for Cen Li, she slowly let out a sigh of relief after saying the last word. She was finally done, and it didn't seem to be as difficult as she imagined.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the hidden mission, joining the Young Pioneers, and striving to be a good patriotic boy. The reward will be 7 days of health, 70 points, and 35 days of photographic memory skills. ]
Hearing the system prompts, Cen Li smiled and raised her eyebrows. Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise. This system is becoming more and more lovable.
After school was over and walking on the road, Cen Li took the red scarf and said, "My house is about to have an ironing machine. I will fold and iron the red scarf when I get back. It will definitely look better."
"Yeah, okay."
Bai Xuanyuan has spoken less and less since he reached the stage of hearing loss, but he will still respond to Cen Li's words.
"Sister Xiaoli, can you iron it for me by the way?" At this time, Huang Anchao took off the wrinkled red scarf and handed it to Cen Li, "Look, can my red scarf be saved?"
Cen Li took it and found that Huang Anchao's red scarf was wrinkled like a rag. It looked like it had never been folded.
However, there is no problem if you want to iron it. Cen Li nodded and said with a smile, "There is still hope."
"Sister Xiaoli, can we also get permed together?" The other teenagers who were traveling with her saw this and immediately rushed to hand the red scarf to Cen Li.
Cen Li didn't refuse, she accepted them all, and then looked at Bai Xuanyuan, "Do you really need it?"
"I…"
Bai Xuan was about to speak when he was interrupted by Cen Li, "But since you have to be so neat, you probably don't need it."
The boss is really excellent, good at studying, smart, diligent, clean, and very self-disciplined.
Bai Xuanyuan: "..."
After folding his red scarf, he deliberately placed it on the bed and flattened it. However, he regretted it at this moment. If he had known it, it would have become wrinkled.
However, Bai Xuanyuan still took off the red scarf, pointed to the knotted position, and said hesitantly, "This...it's wrinkled here."
"Well, that's okay, I'll do it for you too." Cen Li didn't think much and took Bai Xuanyuan's red scarf away after just one glance.
"Well, thank you." Bai Xuanyuan felt completely satisfied.
The red scarf is not big and does not take much time to iron.
In the afternoon, Cen returned all the ironed red scarves.
"Wow, Xiaolizi, you are so awesome!" Looking at the flat and neatly folded red scarf after ironing, Huang Anchao and others exclaimed and quickly put it on, and they were all very proud of themselves.
Bai Xuanyuan put it on calmly, and then couldn't help but reach out and touch it. Xiaoli had burned it with his own hands, and he would definitely cherish it.
The other students in the class, looking at their neat red scarves, instantly became envious and thought about smoothing them out when they went back. They were so pretty.
Therefore, Cen Li accidentally started a craze for ironing red scarves.
Time flew by and Saturday came, and Cen Li went to an art training class with Huang Xiulan.
Then, she saw a familiar figure, "Liu Sibo?"
"Cen Li, you...are you here too?"
When he saw her, Li Sibo, who was lying on the table drawing, immediately lit up with a little excitement on his face.
