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Chapter 321 Kalends' signed T-shirt will definitely sell for a lot of money
Zhong Ting refused to admit that she was beaten to death, and then she actually adjusted the monitoring, no matter how much she explained, it was useless.

The management teacher took Zhong Ting away, and she didn't know what punishment she would receive. In short, her show was ruined, and everyone left after watching the show. What should they do?

Only Duan Le came up and said to Jiang Huaichu: "Sister, can you sign for me?"

Duan Le was talking for her just now, but Jiang Huai Chu agreed very readily: "Okay, where to sign?"

Duan Le took out a pen from his pocket, but he couldn't find the paper after searching for a long time.

Jiang Huai smiled at the beginning: "Why don't you sign it?"

Duan Le's reaction was particularly strong: "How can this be done!"

Jiang Huaichu thought that Duan Le was afraid that his signature would be washed away, so he was taken aback for a while, and said with a smile, "Then your T-shirt will do."

He was wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt. Duan Le looked at it, hesitated and said, "Is it okay to sign on the chest?"

"Row."

When Jiang Huai first started writing, Duan Le specially told him: "Senior sister, please write bigger."

She thought to herself that this elementary school boy must be her fan, and she would definitely hold this dress as a treasure in the future. She was very moved, and she specially wrote it slowly and signed it more beautifully.

Jiang Huaichu's signature is very beautiful. It looks like the kind of font that girls like. It is written on the T-shirt as if printed.

Duan Le tugged at his clothes in satisfaction and looked at it for a long time, thanked him before leaving.

Jiang Huaichu glanced at his back in relief, and felt how cute his fans looked, not to mention talking for her.

What she didn't know was that when Duan Le turned around, he wanted to reach out to touch the signature on his chest, but then felt that the ink stain would be wiped off, so he put his hand down again, and murmured, "I have to go back and change it, don't make it dirty." Yes, the signed T-shirts of the DFG team kalends will definitely sell for a lot of money..."

Fortunately, Jiang Huai didn't hear this sentence...

……

After she changed her clothes, Yang Xiaoxi took a lot of private photos in the background, and kept saying, "Mom... who is this little fairy, why is she so beautiful..."

Jiang Huaichu leaned against the door frame, with one foot behind the other, his elbow resting on the door frame, his wrist resting his head, forming a very enchanting shape: "Of course I look good."

Yang Xiaoxi looked at the photo and then at Jianghuai Chu's procuress-like appearance, she was extremely disgusted: "Don't talk, it will expose your rough nature."

Jiang Huaichu: "?"

Oh, this plastic sisterhood is probably coming to an end.

The primary school girl host on the same stage called her: "Senior sister, it's about to start."

Jiang Huaichu and Yang Xiaoxi waved: "I'm going first."

Yang Xiaoxi chased her away: "Let's go."

Jiang Huaichu and Xiaoxiaomei walked together and waited behind the scenes.The elementary school girl just looked at the place where the curtain was not covered, and saw that the audience was crowded with people, she patted her chest nervously: "Oh my god, there are a lot of people."

Jiang Huaichu said: "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry, don't you still have the script, and if you make a mistake, they will make it up for you."

Jiang Huaichu was referring to the other two male hosts, a junior and a senior, both of whom were very experienced.

One of them still laughed at Jiang Huaichu: "Don't, spare me, I am so nervous that I am dying."

A few people made jokes, and the primary school girl gradually felt relieved seeing them getting along so well.

In front of them was a huge landing curtain, and the unrelated personnel behind retreated one after another. The classmate who acted as the director of the scene gave them an OK gesture, and then pressed the control button of the landing curtain.

The huge crimson curtain slowly shrunk to both sides, revealing thousands of students waving fluorescent sticks under the stage.

(End of this chapter)