Transmigrated into his own aunt

Chapter 402 Disguise
Ying Wanwan opened the book and looked down, "I have the ability to distinguish right from wrong."

"You tell me this, are you not afraid that I will tell others?"

Ying Wanwan said with a nonchalant attitude, "You go and talk about it, how can others believe something that you don't even believe yourself."

Qin Zhao's reputation is not good, and basically no one believes his words.

She told him part of the matter, although she regretted it and was worried that he would tell it, but thinking back, the credibility of what he said was low.

And they don't know many people in common.

If he told others about this, they would think he was out of his mind.

Qin Zhao: "."

Ying Wanwan successfully passed the re-election, Luo Yue came, but did not see Ronnie.

After Ying Wanwan stepped down, Luo Yue said, "Congratulations Wanwan, your performance is so stable."

Ying Wanwan smiled and said, "Thank you. It's late and your brother didn't come to pick you up. I'll ask Uncle Yu to take you home."

"No, I'll wait for him in the school dormitory. He told me when he sent me to school, and I made an appointment with someone to talk about things today."

"Oh."

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The students were still studying by themselves in the evening, so the head teacher came to inform.

Zhou Xinlan had been lying in the dormitory for a whole day, and at this time she also came to self-study. When she heard the news, her fingernails dug into her palm.

What kind of shit luck did you have, you little bastard, to pass the re-election!
She watched all the shows. Although there were some who were like her, they were sluggish when they came on stage, but there were too many good shows to watch.

After they left last night, she waited until all the shows were over.

At that time, there was still some time before the school closed at nine o'clock.

The student judges couldn't stand her exhaustion and agreed to her to start over.

But I made a mistake once, and I was too nervous.

Because of the sound, she forgot all the movements.

She can't jump out.

Ying Wanwan was to blame for all of this.

If it hadn't been for her being promoted and increasing her psychological pressure, she would not have made mistakes again during the re-screening.

This matter can't be left alone, sooner or later she will make Ying Wanwan look good!

The other students in the class didn't know what happened to Zhou Xinlan's primary election, they only knew that she failed.

But usually, they all see her dedication.

On the other hand, Ying Wanwan didn't practice at all!
However, not only did she get in the primary election, but she also got into the re-election. They wouldn't believe that the selection for the school celebration was worthless.

Moreover, she came to class early in the morning and went home after class in the evening, and she rarely met her in the library. What ability does she have to beat other students?
In this final exam, whether she can keep her title of No. [-] scholar is a question!

The teacher in charge lingered on Zhou Xinlan for a few seconds, snorted coldly, and stepped out of the study room.

Because it is self-study, and they are all college students, no one is watching them.

As soon as the class teacher left, everyone discussed whether Ying Wanwan had gone through the back door. It is estimated that the principal of the school is a relative of her family, so that's why she took care of her like this.

Fang Dashu and Song Xiaoshuang lowered their heads to read, and occasionally a sentence or two came to their ears, and they both felt wronged for Ying Wanwan.

Fang Dashu scoffed, "A bunch of jealous guys!"

"Only those few, many people still don't participate in the discussion, such as those in our dormitory."

Fang Dashu glanced at Ying Wanwan who turned his face away and talked to the people around him, "Excluding Zhou Xinlan, Liu Ya is the only one left. And seeing that the people in her class are suspicious of Ying Wanwan, she probably burst into laughter."

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Ying Dong drew the second freehand painting for Ying Wanwan, and suddenly had a whim, "Wanwan, I'll ask Uncle Yu to buy some ancient costumes tomorrow, and you will be a model for me, and I will draw all the costumes of different ages." , I can hold a special exhibition for you in the future.”

"Then I won't be famous, and it will be inconvenient for me to go out in the future." Their parents are not ugly.

The little daughter of Ying Hui's family, that is, her aunt, wanted to enter the showbiz when she was young, but her family objected, first of all saying that the circle is not clean, there is no privacy at all, and acting is very shameful Worth, in the end did not go.

Ying Dong said, "You take off your makeup, no one recognizes you at all."

Ying Wanwan: "."

On the day of the school celebration, there were lights and festoons everywhere, the weather was a bit cold and cloudy, and the cold wind was blowing.

Only Pan Xin followed Ying Wanwan.The playground was crowded with people, including people from outside the school.

The conversation among the students made the surrounding area quite noisy.

Behind the stage, a simple dressing room was set up.

Ying Wanwan finished her makeup at home and was sitting in the background with Pan Xin.

Pan Xin looked around, "Wanwan, when will you get on the wheel? It's cold and windy here. Mom is worried that you'll catch a cold."

"I'm not cold." Ying Wanwan smiled, and she looked at the clothes for the weather in the morning.

The autumn clothes and long johns were replaced with pure wool, which was close to the body and kept warm. The cheongsam was made of cotton and was ankle-length, and it was covered with a down jacket. At this time, the body was warm.

"Where is your position in the show? After the performance, let's go." Pan Xin was afraid that Ying Wanwan would catch a cold.

If you are pregnant and sick, taking medicine is not good for your child.

When Ruyan was pregnant, she had a cold once and fought it off.

Ying Wanwan was not in a hurry to leave, "I still need to get a certificate of merit. If I get a certificate of merit, next month's allowance can be increased by five yuan, and a certificate is required to count the results into the total score."

"Look at you, you really know how to plan carefully." Pan Xin reached out to poke Wanwan's forehead.

Ying Wanwan quickly moved back, "Be careful of getting powder on my face."

The fragrance powder of this era does not stick to the face like they did at that time.

There was no makeup setting spray, so it was very easy to take off her makeup. At this moment, she took out the small mirror she was carrying and took a picture to observe the makeup.

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Ying Wanwan's program was in the middle.

Half an hour later, it was finally Ying Wanwan's turn.

As soon as she came on stage, Fang Dashu excitedly patted Song Xiaoshuang's arm, "Wow, it's Ying Wanwan. The light at night is not good, so I didn't pay attention to the effect of her changing clothes. It's almost as beautiful as the movie stars on TV." ah."

"Calm down, the class teacher is looking at you!" Song Xiaoshuang couldn't stand Fang Dashu's bluffing.

When Fang Dashu heard this, he turned to face the serious face of the supervisor, and then he became quiet.

However, many voices around were discussing Ying Wanwan in a low voice.

Among the students in their class, only Zhou Xinlan went to the rehearsal room.

No one else saw Ying Wanwan's performance and outfit.

Looking at the stage at this moment, with picturesque eyebrows, straight back, and slim figure, Ying Wanwan, who played the flute, quickly glued her eyes to it.

Zhou Xinlan looked in Ying Wanwan's direction, her eyes were full of jealousy. If she performed normally, she would definitely be able to perform in front of the teachers and students of the school and become the focus of the audience.

His chest was filled with regret and unwillingness.

The programs that will be shown later are all programs prepared by the people of the Ministry of Literature and Art, so they are naturally wonderful.

This gave Chu Xiaolian a chance to hurt Ying Wanwan.

(End of this chapter)