The little sweetie of the black-bellied king

Chapter 470 Mascot Come On

"Don't unload it yet." What did Zhou Wenxi say, her hand was still in her bag, "The program of Class 1 will start later, if you keep tossing around for a while, it will be too late."

An Ran took the makeup remover and cotton pads and walked to the bathroom, Zhou Wenxi followed behind, "How can it start so soon, they are the last show."

Zhou Wenxi glanced at An Ran who was taking off her make-up, and looked down at her phone, "I don't know how lively the forum will be tomorrow, An Ran will definitely have more admirers."

Zhou Wenxi spoke in a loud voice, and several people in the bathroom glanced at her, and at the same time glanced at An Ran who was removing makeup. An Ran was lowering her head, and her face was covered with facial cleanser.

"Then you haven't seen the really good looking ones." An Ran muttered.

"In the past two days, you have been the prettiest person. I don't believe anyone else is prettier than you." Zhou Wenxi told the truth, she thought that An Ran was the prettiest, but this prettiest person didn't have any self-knowledge.

"Of course." That's Chu Danzhi, beauty.

An Ran recited Chu Danzhi's name in her heart.

"Don't be modest. Like yesterday's program, the school forum is also very lively. Today's program, tomorrow's forum doesn't know how lively it will be." Zhou Wenxi lowered her head and played with her mobile phone, waiting for An Ran to pack it up.

The rest of the girls who were still in the bathroom wanted to see An Ran from time to time, how good-looking she was boasted by her classmate.

An Ran cleaned up, raised her head with her face covered with water, and closed her eyes.

A few people looked at it, oh, it's not like that, pursed their mouths, and were very disdainful.

"Give me some tissues." An Ran looked for Zhou Wenxi from behind.

Zhou Wenxi quickly took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to An Ran, watching An Ran put the tissue on her face, "Let's go."

An Ran nodded, wiped the water off her face and left with Zhou Wenxi, "What about the clothes?"

"The literary and art committee member said that you changed your clothes and just give them to me, and then I will hand them over to him."

An Ran didn't say anything more.

Zhou Wenxi knew where the class was, and when she came down, she reserved a spot for An Ran, and when the two of them came over, the students in the class looked at An Ran and called out to her with laughter.

An Ran turned her head and looked over, someone gave her a thumbs up, she smiled, sat down, and watched the show on the stage.

Just after a dance, she clapped her hands with a group of people, and after two more shows, she finally arrived at the show of Class 1.

During the host's introduction, the students below couldn't hold back any longer and shouted. They had already heard the news, and they were all looking forward to the program of Class 1, and they were very supportive.

The logistics team behind is already preparing the props. The host just finished the introduction, and the props are also arranged.

An Ran saw Zhou Wenxi holding her mobile phone high, regardless of whether the head teacher was there or not.

"Keep a low profile." An Ran carefully glanced at the head teacher's position, but she didn't see anyone, "Later, the old class will hand over your mobile phone and see what you can do."

"Just pay it. You don't even look at our broken seat. You can't even see the mouths of the people on the stage. Don't you know that when you came to the stage just now, the people in the class went crazy. In the crowd, he barked even more like a wolf, and he stood up despite the scolding from so many people behind him, did you see that on the stage?" Zhou Wenxi was still excited when she said it.

An Ran remembered, "The one who called the mascot to cheer up was from our class, right? Who was it?"

(End of this chapter)