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Chapter 121 The eyebrows are flying

Wen Miao was very confused: "I feel that her arrogance is like the only coffin standing in the cemetery."

"..."

This metaphor is so vivid that the life committee almost laughed out loud.

The "upright coffin" was so angry that its nose was crooked, staring at Wen Miao who was about to open his mouth to speak, but the little sisters who couldn't wait for her to go back squeezed in from behind first, Hugging one of her arms affectionately, he lowered his head and glanced at her phone: "Jia Xue, why haven't you finished chatting yet?"

The little sister asked: "Are those photos taken just now ready?"

Yin Jiaxue glanced at the little sisters, could bear the words that came to her lips, and changed into another sentence a little bluntly: "No, I'm still adjusting the filter."

The little sister tapped her screen, zoomed in on the photo for a closer look, let out a "huh" and said, "This looks pretty good."

After all, Yin Jiaxue's attention was drawn by the photo, and she followed the little sister's words: "I feel that this filter is not very good-looking. I want to find a slightly retro one, but these retro styles The filters and makeup don’t match very well.”

She picks and chooses with a dissatisfied look on her face: "Why do you feel that no matter how many filters are added, it doesn't look good? I find that my biggest confusion now is how to adjust it to get a good-looking and satisfying selfie?"

Wen Miao glanced at her suddenly, and then said very aggressively: "It's very simple, she looks beautiful."

"..."

The life committee clearly saw that the class leader Yin was so angry that his eyebrows were flying.

In the end, it was Qi Cheng, the peacemaker, who came over to smooth things over, and separated the two monitors who had gotten together again in a big way.

Of course Qi Cheng didn't dare to pull Wen Miao, so he could only wink at Yin Jiaxue's little sister and let her drag him back to the international class.

Wen Miao curled her lips rather bored, and went back to her class to count the number of people.

There are 36 people in the class, all of them are present, with the tall ones at the back and the short ones at the back, in six rows horizontally and six columns vertically, forming a square formation.

Holding a completed class information registration form in his hand, Wen Miao walked around the team from front to back. After confirming that the number of people was correct, he handed the registration form to the sports committee and asked him to send it to the student union.

Just as he was about to return to the team, the old Guotou suddenly shouted angrily from behind: "Squad leader—"

Wen Miao responded reflexively: "Yes!"

She followed the sound and looked back. She didn't know what happened behind. It seemed that a few classmates had a quarrel and were arguing loudly.

Wen Miao jumped up and down on the spot, but the back row belonged to the gathering place of tall people, her sight was strictly blocked.

After Wen Miao struggled to squeeze through the crowd, she realized that it was two girls in the class who had a conflict with a boy in the next class. The girl didn't know what she said, and the boy's face flushed red, and he turned to anger with the two. People pushed their hands together.

The girl was pushed and staggered.

The sports committee got close, and immediately reached out to support the two girls. After the two girls stood still, they put one hand on their hips and threw a pestle there, with raised eyebrows and raised eyes: "Hey! What are you doing? Why are you still moving your hands?" coming?"

The people in the two classes quickly squeezed together and quarreled with each other.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

(End of this chapter)