After retiring from the circle, I became famous by live broadcast farming

Zhao Shumei's hurried figure froze instantly.

"Miss, can you add a WeChat?"

It wasn't until the boy's voice came again that Zhao Shumei turned around slowly, raised her head slightly slowly, and met the familiar face just now, and those clean Danfeng eyes.

At this time, the pair of red phoenix eyes hide a little shyness and infinite courage, but Zhao Shumei did not see it at this time.

Bumping into these beautiful and clean eyes, Zhao Shumei was suddenly hit and filled with the tenderness overflowing from them.

But she was only stunned for a moment, and she looked away, thinking it was her own illusion.

Immediately remembered something, said: "What did you just say?"

With a gentle and clean smile on the boy's lips, he said, "Can I add you on WeChat and be your friend?"

The boy seemed to feel that it was not good to say this, so he hurriedly added, "Of course, if you don't want to, you can refuse. You don't have to force it. I'm just asking for your opinion." After finishing speaking, the boy said in embarrassment He touched the back of his head with his hand.

"Yes, yes. Do you sweep me, or shall I sweep you?" Zhao Shumei blurted out the words almost without thinking.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Shumei felt a little annoyed.

Why did you agree without even thinking about it?

She has never added a stranger of the opposite sex to WeChat, especially when they meet for the first time and don't even know their names.

Of course, she had never encountered such a situation before.

But at this time, it was too late for Zhao Shumei to regret, well, she didn't have much regret.

The boy has turned the phone over, and what he sees is a scan interface.

"I'll sweep you."

Zhao Shumei nodded slowly and took out her phone.

In the end, the two successfully added WeChat.

"My name is Zhang Yuze, young lady, that won't delay your work, we will contact you on WeChat next time."

The boy seemed to be rushing to leave too, and soon waved goodbye to Zhao Shumei, took one last look at her, and left in a hurry.

Zhao Shumei looked at the back of the boy leaving, and it took a while to react.

She covered her face with her hands, stomped her feet angrily, and murmured: "Ah, Zhao Shumei, how can you be a nympho, why did you just add WeChat like that, you are really..." up!

"No, no, I'm going to be late, I can't think about it anymore, I have to go to work quickly!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Shumei put down her hands, left the subway quickly, and ran to the company.

Just jogging, Zhao Shumei murmured slightly in her heart, she always felt that something was wrong just now, but when she thought about it carefully, she couldn't think of what it was.

"Forget it, never mind, never mind."

Soon, Zhao Shumei plunged into the company.

In the past, as soon as Zhao Shumei entered the company, she would go directly to her position, and it is the same today, but now she is stopped.

It was a young male colleague from the company, "Hello, miss, who are you looking for?"

Zhao Shumei was stunned on the spot, not understanding what he meant by this sentence.

At this time, the eyes of other colleagues seemed to be attracted to her, and many eyes fell on her, looking up and down, with strange eyes.

"Miss, may I ask your surname, what's the matter with our company? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Zhao Shumei frowned, and said: "I, I am Zhao Shumei, what's wrong with you, why don't you know me?"

"Oh, so it's Ms. Zhao, hey, why is this name the same as one of our colleagues."

"What, you are Zhao Shumei?! Wait, this dress is really similar to Zhao Shumei."

"No, you can't really be Zhao Shumei, our colleague Zhao Shumei? How is this possible?"

"Isn't Zhao Shumei ugly, with pimples all over her face? Your skin is so fair, your facial features are so beautiful, and you don't have any pimples on your face."

"..."

Some female colleagues even came forward to part Zhao Shumei's bangs, looked carefully, and tried to identify whether she was Zhao Shumei.

In the end, it was concluded that she was indeed Zhao Shumei!
But at this time, Zhao Shumei didn't have any pimples on her face, not even any pimple marks. She had a small and delicate oval face, which was very clean and tender, without any traces of makeup. She had a pure face of first love. The face of the goddess of first love that boys will be tempted in the age of learning gods.

At this time, Zhao Shumei also extracted information from the reactions and words of her colleagues.

She just realized that when she was trotting just now, she felt that something was wrong, and what was wrong.

It's the face!
It was when she covered her face with her hands, she used to feel the bumps under her palms, but she didn't feel them just now.

It's just that she was in a hurry to get to work and didn't react.

Zhao Shumei turned around and walked to the bathroom, and quickly stood in front of the mirror.

The bright and clean half-length mirror reflected the appearance of the person standing in front of the mirror at this time.

Long black hair, too long bangs, slightly messy, it was her usual dull hairstyle.

The bangs were slightly parted, revealing her face.

The fair oval face, without any acne or acne marks, clearly shows the smallness and delicacy of the facial features, long and curly eyelashes, a small and delicate nose, bright red lips, and black and round deer eyes. It looks clear and dazed, like a deer lost in the summer forest.

There is no doubt that this face is good-looking.

Zhao Shumei stared blankly at the person in the mirror, unable to react for a while.

She even stretched out her hand, touched her face lightly, and even pinched it with her hands.

There is indeed no bumpy touch, and the touch is very white and tender.

So, the pimples on her face disappeared.

It's the tube of ointment, right?

The ointment was really so miraculous, in less than three days, she only roughly rubbed the ointment a few times, and all the acne that had troubled her for so many years were gone.

So, is she in the mirror at this moment the real her?
To be honest, Zhao Shumei, who thinks she is ugly, has never looked in the mirror seriously, nor has she carefully looked at her facial features.

So, looking at the beautiful face in the mirror at this time, Zhao Shumei felt both familiar and strange.

So, this is her face without acne.

She suddenly remembered what her parents said before, saying that because she thought she was too good-looking when she was a child, she was afraid that she would be bullied in the future, so she was asked to learn judo.

If Mom and Dad see a miniature version of the face in front of them, then she is indeed pretty.

So, she's not ugly, she's even pretty.

She doesn't have to be inferior because she is ugly, because she is not ugly.

Realizing this, Zhao Shumei's eyes turned red for some reason.

In the mirror, those clear and innocent deer eyes were dyed red, making them look even more pitiful.

In the next second, tears also fell.

Zhao Shumei covered her face and wept silently, aggrieved by the sadness of the past ten years, crying...