Chapter 39 Chapter Thirty-eight I thought you were pretty good-looking at that time (No.210 - No.215)

The classroom was soon filled with the sound of rustling plastic bags. As the girl in the first row who was the first to get the clothes shook off the girl student skirt from the Republic of China to show to the whole class, there was endless laughter in the room. It is indeed not a good material, it is not breathable, and there are thread ends everywhere, but it is really hard for Wen Xiaoxiao to get such a style at such a cheap price.I gently stroked the creases on the front of the clothes, and I couldn't help feeling happy. A light blue button-up wide-sleeve top, a black long skirt, and the kind manufacturer even matched two thin socks that were as long as the calf.

"Wow, it makes me want to get a schoolgirl's haircut with ears." Jian Jian compared the clothes to his body in admiration. "Yeah, wear a white scarf in winter, with half hanging in front and half thrown back—'Go, go to the parade, the country needs us!'" β said and acted. "Go!" Jian Jian said immediately. When I saw this, I immediately instinctively took out the camera, took off the lens cap, and turned it on. "Brothers, students are making trouble again! Look at me! Ping!" Xu Yanliang stretched out his right hand and fired at β Bihua with a fierce look on his face.

The β expression froze for a moment, clutched his chest, slowly closed his eyes, and fell backwards. Jian simply took a step forward and supported β from behind. "A-Zhen, A-Zhen, are you okay?" Jian Jian cried out in a crying voice. At this time, Xu Yanliang asked with a confused face: "Who is Ah Zhen?" β opened his eyes instantly and cursed: "Of course it's Liu Hezhen, you are uneducated, don't your Beiyang government look at your academic qualifications when recruiting?!" I laughed and took many pictures of the three of them.Han Xu has been lowering his head to take off the boy's clothes that were just delivered to him, and the whole process is stuck in the picture in the form of a background wall.

"Don't you have any reaction?" β turned his head and pointed at Han Xu, "We sacrificed for you indifferent and selfish people!" Han Xu raised his head slowly, and said to Xu Yanliang, "My lord, can you make another shot? Ah Zhen doesn't seem to be dead yet." The boy's clothes are blue and black Republic of China student uniforms. Although they are cut out of shape and generally very bulky, they still look decent.The impatient boys had already taken off their school uniforms, and put on the tops of the uniforms. For example Xu Yanliang. "How about it, aren't you in the prime of life?" He also put on the black hat with a short brim by the way.

"Why don't you fasten the buttons?" Jian Jian looked down at his stomach. "It's uncomfortable to tie, it's a little tight." Xu Yanliang was embarrassed. "When I reported the size, I told you to be honest. What's the point of underreporting the size by fifteen catties? You see, the one who suffers in the end is yourself." β couldn't help shaking his head. "Well, everyone, be quiet, you have to try on the pants too. Girls had better try them on as well." Wen Xiaoxiao's weak voice was completely unable to suppress the messy classroom at the moment.

"Shut up!!!" Yu Huai's voice shocked everyone, and it was more powerful than the "Mom" he yelled after the parents' meeting. "Wen Xiaoxiao has something to tell everyone." He made a "please" gesture to her, and Wen Xiaoxiao blushed quickly. I can see it in the last row. "Well, that's it," Wen Xiaoxiao cleared her throat, "the game is going to be on Friday, and the clothing problem must be settled within two days, so I say everyone should try on the whole set of clothes now, especially girls' skirts. The waistline and the length of boys’ trousers need special attention, if you have any problems, please report to me today, and I will ask the manufacturer to replace them tomorrow.”

"But there is no way to try," Xu Yanliang said, "Both boys and girls can't take off their pants in the classroom, right? I have no problem..." "I have an opinion!" β raised his hand. "This..." Wen Xiaoxiao glanced at Yu Huai who was standing next to her in embarrassment. Her helpless expression made me extremely annoyed. "Boys can go to the corridor to change." My irritability was directly reflected in my tone, "Girls just stay in the classroom, what's so difficult about it." "Boys should go to the men's room. It's not too far to turn left when you go out. It's too artistic to take off your pants in the corridor collectively. It's embarrassing to our Class Five." Yu Huai glanced at me with a smile.

Yu Huai was the old Yu Huai again. He returned to the activity center, but he didn't work hard. He didn't have a loyal and trustworthy official face, but he made boys and girls listen to him unconsciously. The nervous and unconfident boy I spied in the stairwell on the top floor of the administrative building suddenly disappeared, as if he had never appeared before. I watched Yu Huai confidently directing the male students out of the classroom, and my heart was filled with joy and regret. I lifted my camera and captured him laughing and kicking a dude's ass to get him out the door.

The camera turned slightly to the right, and Wen Xiaoxiao, who was standing on his left and looking at him with a gentle smile, was isolated from the frame. When everyone is changing clothes, of course I can't take pictures, I can't be cheap Xu Yanliang. I fastened the collar buttons one by one, then tugged down on the front, trying to smooth out the creases. The skirt was so long that it reached my calf, so a section of jeans and my sneakers were exposed underneath, which looked ridiculous. I looked away and raised my head. That's not what stepping back in time is. Although the classroom is in a mess, and a large TV symbolizing modernization hangs high above the left side of the podium, the laughing and smiling female students of the Republic of China still open the wrong door like time and space.

Simply holding the skirt, she walked around in the open space at the back of the classroom, smiling so beautifully. I have been working hard to take pictures, and β rushed over and covered my lens with his hand to take a picture of me, but I dodged it.A group of girls rushed over, stood in a row at the back of the classroom, and compared scissorhands to my camera. Later, I don’t know who said that there were no scissorhands in the Republic of China. Everyone picked up books from the table and hugged them to their chests, looking decent To play the youth of the Republic of China... I saw Zhu Yao standing out of the camera awkwardly, although I took into account the fact that the two of us had quarreled because of Yu Huai, but in the end I couldn't help the eagerness in my heart, showing a look of anticipation.

I couldn't help smiling, even she couldn't help it. "Zhu Yao, stand a little further in, I can't see you anymore." I waved to her. Zhu Yao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled shyly, and leaned towards the crowd. "Come on, everyone take a picture, I'll count one, two, three!" I concentrated on focusing. "What are you shouting, Eggplant?" someone asked. "Isn't it too damaging to the atmosphere?" Another girl next to her disagreed. "That's called freedom and democracy?" "You stupid, the word 'zhu' will make us all pout! Shout out to overthrow imperialism, the word 'righteousness' is a grin!" β's loud voice rang out. "Isn't this slogan too long?" At this moment, the back door opened, and a group of male students from the Republic of China broke into my viewfinder. They were of different heights, fat and thin, and the leader of them had a face I was most familiar with. Time went backwards, time stopped. I don't know what I looked like, but he looked at me for the first time and smiled. For some reason, this scene suddenly made me want to cry. Really don't know why. Like this moment, everyone in this moment, including me and him, will disappear in history in the next second. "You girls are too cunning, we also want to take pictures!" Xu Yanliang and others pushed Yu Huai who was standing in the doorway, and everyone crowded together in the open space behind the classroom.I laughed and pressed the shutter wildly, blinked, and the tears just now were suppressed back. The whole class was laughed like this.The class next door was doing self-study, and we were so loud that we ran to the dean to complain.The dean was frightened to death by us as soon as he entered the door. With great difficulty, he stopped his airs and scolded us harshly. When he stepped out the door, Yu Huai and the others in the classroom exchanged glances—one, two, three! "Down with imperialism!!!" The deafening shout almost tripped the dean who hadn't gone far. How should I describe Zhang Ping? Since the chorus competition stipulates that the teacher must also participate together, Wen Xiaoxiao also ordered a set of clothes for Zhang Ping.The teaching director sent someone to invite Zhang Ping back to the class, and when he turned around, he saw that the young head teacher was actually wearing a blue-gray long mandarin jacket similar to that of Mr. Lu Xun. The dean almost had a heart attack on the spot. After she regained her composure, of course she trained Zhang Ping like a grandson. When the old lady left our class completely, everyone looked at Zhang Ping with guilt.However, he just let out a long sigh, looked at the culprit in the classroom, and said with a wry smile: "What's the matter, are you still reluctant to take it off?" Everyone looked at each other. "Then everyone go back to their seats," he walked up to the podium, "Come on, this is a rare opportunity, everyone go back to their seats and sit down." Yes, Zhang Ping is such an inconspicuous person. He let us all sit back in our seats, then stood in front of the podium, slapped the table, and said generously: "The Chinese nation has reached the most dangerous moment!" All the students, who had been scolded by the dean, instantly cheered up. I knew that Zhang Ping must be very depressed and worried.But he is such a strange teacher, so strangely nice. When that get out of class was over, I took a group photo of Jian Jian and Han Xu, which β called "the wedding photo of the Republic of China". Mr. Pingzhang's pretentious posing for photos, and other inexplicable photos...until the battery ran out. After taking the last group photo in front of the podium, I accidentally saw Yu Huai was about to take off his uniform on his seat. I quickly ran over: "Why did you take it off?" "Do I still have to wear this to go home?" "I have not……" He turned around and looked at me strangely: "What else do you have?" β suddenly appeared from behind me, "By the way, I also want to learn how to take pictures, Geng Geng, let me practice with you!" β's meaningful eyes reminded me, and I quickly stood beside Yu Huai. Yu Huai was stunned for a moment, and without knowing it, he put back the half-taken uniform. We stand side by side like this.I don’t know why I’m so nervous, maybe it’s because I don’t like to take pictures of myself, so I don’t know how to smile well; maybe it’s because I’ve never taken a photo with Yu Huai, this photo is so important, I’m afraid I can’t take it well ... Before I had time to say anything, β frantically pressed the shutter, and I didn't even finish a complete expression. She reached out to return the camera to me, and she walked away with a look of "I just saved the world, please don't thank me". "Let me see!" Yu Huai's big head came closer and I pushed it away. "No!" I ran out of the classroom with the camera in my arms, and pressed the view button cautiously in the corridor. In the four photos, Yu Huai had the same expression, with a faint smile and handsome eyebrows. As for me, the expression process of the four photos can be described by "smile?" "smile!" "what if it doesn't look good?" There is no good-looking one. And the jeans and sneakers are really eye-catching, even more eye-catching than the Coca-Cola bottle on the heater behind. But wouldn't it be too deliberate to go back and ask him to take a photo for this?But the opportunity is rare... When I was struggling, the camera "clicked" and turned off automatically. Totally dead. "What's wrong?" Yu Huai actually followed out. "It's okay," I chuckled, "The photo wasn't taken properly." "How is it possible, as long as my handsome face is included in the photo, the photo will be half successful." "It's only half the battle," I sighed. "I'm ugly." Yu Huai didn't speak. "...don't you think at this point you should stop my self-defeating behavior and say 'you're not ugly at all'?" I asked dejectedly. "I was wondering what it was like when I first met you." "Ok?" "It's just in front of the red list," he recalled with a smile, "I bumped into you and made you cry." I nodded and smiled sheepishly. "I thought you were pretty at the time." He continued. "Thank you," I shook my head, "but I know what I look like." "Why do you deny me? Isn't looks very subjective?" Yu Huai was puzzled. "That's all self-consolation," I frowned, "If everyone doesn't have a common understanding of beauty, then why do everyone think Ling Xiangqian is good-looking? Do we all think that Chu Tiankuo is a school girl? Why do we all think that Sheng Huainan is so handsome? " He was speechless. We stood silently against the wall of the corridor for a while, and the students who came and went stared at our outfit as if they had seen a ghost. Soon I couldn't stand it anymore, and I went back to work. "But I still think you're pretty." Is this the result of your thinking for a long time? I turned my head and looked at Yu Huai in a daze.The sincerity and ignorance in his eyes can be seen at a glance. My nose is a little sour.Like the new clothes and long johns in the closet at home suddenly found meaning. "I...I think you look good too." I lowered my head, not daring to let him notice the red circles under my eyes. "Of course my young master is beautiful!" Yu Huai laughed out loud. I turned around and ran to the women's toilet, suddenly wanting to cry.