Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 8 Sympathy for her from a high place

In order to reduce unnecessary troubles, Meng Yinyin did not show her true colors at school.

She wore spectacles and bucktooth braces to make herself look ugly.

Because of his ugliness, he was often laughed at.

As soon as she arrived at the teaching building, Meng Yinyin saw a large group of girls surrounded in the lobby of the teaching building.

She took a closer look, and saw that Bai Zichen was surrounded by those little fans, and he was signing autographs for them.

Bai Zichen is going to participate in the national finals of "I am an idol" tomorrow.
The hallway of the teaching building is covered with banners cheering him on.

His life-size posters are also a popular product for girls to take pictures together.

Meng Yinyin was going to leave quietly, and would not have anything to do with Bai Zichen in the future.

But some people refused to let her go easily.

A beautiful figure stood in front of Meng Yinyin, and a playful voice sounded: "Oh, isn't this the legendary girlfriend of Senior Brother Bai Zichen?"

Meng Yinyin raised her head, saw a charming face, and immediately recognized the woman in front of her as Zhang Zihan, a student from the Department of Chinese.

It is an open secret that Zhang Zihan likes Bai Zichen.

People who know her say that only she is worthy of Bai Zichen, a man with a talent and a woman with a beautiful face, a match made in heaven.

However, Bai Zichen treated her in a nonchalant manner, and did not really establish a relationship with her.

The other two women who followed Zhang Zihan smiled and said, "Come on, Zihan, with her like this, Senior Brother Bai Zichen might not be able to eat when he sees her, which will affect his creation."

"If you want to write beautiful songs, you still need to look at beautiful women like Zihan for inspiration."

Zhang Zihan was so flattered by the two servants that he smiled.

She brushed her long hair proudly: "Meng Yinyin, if you are self-aware, stay away from Chen. Zichen has already said that he doesn't want to see you."

Meng Yinyin subconsciously glanced in Bai Zichen's direction.

Three days ago, what Bai Zichen said rang in her ears again: "Student Meng, you are a good girl, but you are not my type. I appreciate your kindness."

Zhang Zihan saw Meng Yinyin staring at Bai Zichen in a daze, and said sarcastically, "Don't look, Zichen is not someone you can fantasize about, you are not worthy even to lift his shoes."

Meng Yinyin looked back at Zhang Zihan: "I'm not worthy to carry shoes for him, but you are. From now on, you can carry shoes for Bai Zichen properly!"

"you……"

Zhang Zihan's complexion changed, and soon he laughed again: "Aren't you just jealous that I have a good relationship with Zichen? Hehe, I will stand on a high ground and sympathize with you, Meng Yinyin, you are so ugly!"

Meng Yinyin gave the triumphant Zhang Zihan a cold look, and walked past her quickly.

"Zichen feels sorry for you, that's why he always takes care of you. Don't you even look in the mirror? Don't you know what you look like? You pester Zichen all day, Zichen is really annoying!"

The words Zhang Zihan said were harsher than needles, but Meng Yinyin did not get angry.

She walked to a corner where no one was around, took out her mobile phone and made a call: "Sister Na, contact the producer of "I Am an Idol" for me. I promised to be the judge of the final, but I have a request..."

……

At noon, Meng Yinyin went back to the dormitory to put her books. At the door, she heard her roommates discussing the "I'm an Idol" contest in full swing.

"The news just came out that the contest invited Feiyin to be a judge. My God, there has been no news about Feiyin for almost two years. I read comments from netizens saying that only Feiyin's stand-in was invited in the contest. died years ago."

Hearing this, Meng Yinyin shook her head without laughing.

In the past two years, there have been news that Fei Yin has passed away every now and then.

Fei Yin's fans watched the news and even held a memorial service for Fei Yin.

(End of this chapter)