I Like You

At six o'clock in the morning when the sports meeting began, everyone was in the classroom.

The loud speakers on the playground began to circulate passionate music early in the morning.

The classmates who usually come to the classroom early in the morning and can't wake up are excited.

The opening ceremony was at 7 o'clock. In order to prevent congestion, the first grade of high school entered first, and at half past six, they went downstairs to start the formation.

In the second year of high school, I won’t be able to leave the classroom until 6:50. It’s still early. The English class representative in their class was worried that the makeup he painted early in the morning was spent, and kept asking people if they had any problems with their faces. .

Bai Jian pointed at the phone, made up his lips, and slammed into Lin Wei next to him: "Weiwei, do you think I can do this?"

Lin Wei moved her eyelids, her eyes didn't reach Bai Jian's face: "Okay."

Bai Jian looked at Lin Wei, who was lying on the table and could still read in the environment where the whole building was too noisy, and said, "You didn't even look at me."

Lin Wei slowly turned her head to stare at Baijian after recite the words. She stared at Baijian for several seconds, then nodded with a serious face: "It's really good."

Bai Jian: "..."

Lin Wei saw that Bai Jian was okay. Just about to move her gaze back to the book, Bai Jian suddenly grabbed her arm: "No, Weiwei, will you dance later? You have to walk behind the English class representative Right? You are also the face of our class anyway, you can't be like this, Wang Wei, how did you arrange it, you didn't even put on Weiwei makeup, bad review!"

Bai Jian said while shouting at the class: "Who has cosmetics, borrow it..."

"..."

After a while, I saw that the table was full of various cosmetics.

Specially complete, from liquid foundation to eyebrow pencil to eye shadow pan and lipstick.

Not only the cosmetics are complete, but there are even "makeup artists" and "stylists".

Lin Wei was forced to accept the "torture" brought to her face by the "makeup artist" with a blank face, and then forced to accept the "torture" brought to her face by the "stylist" without expression. Torture".

Lin Wei couldn't figure it out. Isn't the sports game compared to events? How could it be compared to the beauty first?

The little girl who put makeup on Lin Wei is really amazing. Her mother is a makeup artist, a professional one, and opened an account online to share the difference between before and after makeup. The fans have broken through a million.

However, the makeup that the little girl painted for Lin Wei is not as exaggerated as online, and it’s useless to make up her face. She simply put on a foundation, which is probably taught by her mother. The foundation is not the same as others’. , It's very translucent, and the skin of the whole face is the same as full-level beauty.

Lin Wei's eyebrows are well formed and don't need to be repaired. Her eyes are already big. After a little eyeliner, the eyes are already perfect. Finally, she added an orange lipstick, and it felt like it came out all at once.

It was Lin Wei, but it was a lot more amazing than the Lin Wei I usually saw.

It feels like the kind of girls that only exist on TV.

"Weiwei, you are so good looking like this. You are actually better than Liang Yuan, who is of a certain level, but she learns to dance and is better at dressing up..." Chase Wang Wei away and give up her position. Seeing the make-up artist in vain, he picked up his phone and suddenly called Lin Wei.

Lin Wei, who was talking to someone, raised her head with a smile.

Bai Jian quickly pressed the camera button.

The photo was taken very beautifully. Just as Bai Jian wanted to show it to Lin Wei, he saw Jiang Su behind Lin Wei.

I don't know if it was caused by the chirping of the girls, Jiang Su put a pair of earphones in, and he tilted his head slightly, staring at Lin Wei somewhere in front of him in a daze.

Bai Jian glanced at her side suspiciously and found the girl standing next to her, holding a mirror in her hand, facing Lin Wei.

Therefore, she grabbed Jiang Su in this photo and was looking at Lin Wei in the mirror.

Suddenly, I was knocked out of sugar, and my heart was pounding with excitement.

She was afraid that the other girls would see the clues in the photo, and while saying, "I didn't take it well, retake it," she secretly glanced at the last row.

The boy didn't know when he retracted his gaze, and lazily lowered his head to play with the phone.

…

At seven o'clock, the sports meeting officially began.

A vigorous voice from the anchor came from the playground: "The first one who came to us was the first grade one..."

The fourth middle school emphasizes the small class system. There are few students in the class, but there are many classes. There are 27 classes in the first grade.

It took almost half an hour to enter the venue just after high school.

"The next one coming towards us is the sophomore class one..."

After the anchor read the introduction of the first grade of high school, the slogan that Wang Wei had held for so long finally appeared: the first grade of high school, people are in the tower, the first class of the king, five consecutive peerless.