The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

Chapter 56: Little Poor Noble School (19)

  Chapter 56 Aristocratic School Little Poor (19)

  The young man’s eyes looked like cold stars, with an unpleasant breath lingering all over his body.

  “Don’t just label Su Qinghuan as your suitor in the future. She is an independent individual, so show respect.”

  ? ? ?

  Gu Feifan opened his mouth in a daze.

   "Let me go, why are you getting more and more serious? Wouldn't you like her as rumored?"

   "Don't be kidding."

  Ling Yihan shook his head lightly, explaining calmly on his face.

"only friends."

  Ling Yihan said very confidently, but Gu Feihan still felt weird in his heart.

  By all accounts, he is also Ling Yihan’s friend. He has known each other for so many years, why didn’t Ling Yihan take care of himself like this?

   Is this a privilege for girls?

   Thinking of Su Qinghuan's bloated and fatty face, Gu Feihua had goose bumps.

  He coughed slightly.

   "Okay, okay, I also think your aesthetic will not be so stubborn, I promise you, as long as she does not find Xiao Xiao's fault in the future, I will not bully that fat girl for no reason."

   "Su Qinghuan has a name."

  Ling Yihan was very dissatisfied with Gu Feifei's fat girl.

  "..."

  Gu Feifan sighed and patted his friend on the shoulder.

   "Let's do it, if I say something wrong, I find that you are pretty short-sighted."

  Gu Feifan sighed with a smile on his face, and looked like a fool: "Well, we are also good brothers for many years. When can I be sheltered like this by you?"

   "Wait for you to change your personality."

  Ling Yihan glanced at Gu Feifan lightly, and the frost on his face finally disappeared.

  In the stars, Gu Feifan is regarded as a master on campus. He has always been the only one who bullies others. Now Gu Feifan promises not to add obstacles to Su Qinghuan, Ling Yihan naturally relieved.

  ...

Su Qinghuan didn’t know that she had another passion for learning God. She wrote out half of the math papers in the classroom and took out the supplementary materials bought by Ling Yihan and looked at it. As expected, she was recommended by God God. There are many important points than the teacher said. Is more clear and thorough.

After browsing, Su Qinghuan decided to go back to the dormitory to have her hair cut. This layer of pot lid bangs is really ruining.

  Two days ago, she climbed the wall and went out. She was planning to go for a haircut, because she was delayed when she met Ling Yihan, and now she can only do it herself.

  Back to the bedroom, Su Qinghuan found out that all three roommates were nestled here enjoying the air-conditioning.

  She ignored those people and went straight to the desk.

   "Qinghuan, you are back!"

  The head of the dormitory saw the little fox rustling on the table and turning over things, and he also found a pair of scissors to make gestures against the bangs, his eyes suddenly brightened.

   "Qinghuan, do you want to cut your hair? Or let me do it? I also thought that your thick bangs are too cover-up. How about I cut you French bangs?"

  Before the words were over, all three roommates gathered around, smiling flatteringly.

  Su Qinghuan glanced at them in surprise, and secretly wondered if these roommates were wicked.

   Nothing to do, she is not interested in bullying these little girls, but if they take the initiative to find things, don’t blame her for ruining the flowers.

  "Are you sure you want to try? What if the cut is broken?"

  Su Qing happily curled up the corners of her lips, not smiling enough.

She knew that the three roommates in the same dormitory had the lowest grades in the class, but Aimee rushed to the forefront. They were indeed better-looking. Even the school uniforms were resized secretly, the tops were reduced, and the skirts were shortened to the point. On the knees.

   "How dare we!"

  The head of the dormitory shook his head quickly and motioned for Gao Mawei next to him to stand up and explain.

  "Qinghuan, we really knew it was wrong. Didn’t this morning see Ling Xueshen send you teaching materials? If the three of us continue to be the bottom of the exam, we will be invited to parents."

  "Yes, Qinghuan, can you also lend us the information about studying the gods? As long as the exam does not go to the end, the three of us will contract you breakfast in the future!"

  Others in the class may not feel it deeply, but as roommates, they know how hard Su Qinghuan works.

  ...

   is for learning?

  Su Qinghuan propped up Erlang’s legs and swept over the three little girls, seeing their eyes all shining together, the desire in their eyes was not as pretended, she was thoughtful.

  "The materials for studying God are not basic, and you can't understand them even if you borrow from the past, but..."

  Su Qing happily paused.

"My own study notes can be borrowed from you. Don’t play tricks. My request is simple. You can see it. But everyone has to write in his diary, “Su Qinghuan, I’m sorry, we were wrong before,” until the end of the college entrance examination. ."

  The three people were a bit disappointed when they heard Su Qinghuan’s reluctance, but they were immediately happy when they heard the following proposal.

   "Yes, you are willing to ask for it with your notes, but why do you write these words? Isn't it more sincere to apologize to you every day?"

  Su Qinghuan lowered his eyelashes, feeling sad for the original owner.

  —She doesn’t care about these people, but the original owner is so eager for friends. If the soul can perceive the guilt of these people, at least it is better than no one apologizes for life?

  "It’s too annoying to listen. Just write a diary and I’ll check it."

   "Oh oh good."

  The three roommates saw her look disappointed, but also knew that she was wrong, and quickly found a special hair cutting tool for Su Qinghuan to fix her bangs.

  Su Qinghuan swept through the seven large and small jagged scissors, two eyebrow trimming knives, and even curling irons. Su Qinghuan immediately understood why these people could not improve their academic performance.

   "The ugly story is the first, if you have too little time for study, don't blame me for no progress."

"of course!"

  Su Qinghuan is not their parents, and she is too lazy to supervise everything. She squinted her eyes and dozed, and when she woke up, she found that not only her bangs had changed, but her hair was also thinned to create a sense of hierarchy.

  Even the original sharp and messy wild eyebrows were also trimmed into slightly raised half-raised eyebrows, not thin, but just to neutralize the roundness of this large face plate, plus the eight-character bangs, making the face smaller visually.

   "Technology is good."

  Su Qinghuan took a high look at the head of the dormitory.

   "Ahem, Qinghuan, I only found out after cutting, your eyes are so beautiful, the previous hairstyle is too bad."

  The three roommates had not dared to yell at her after seeing Su Qinghuan’s methods, and even stuffed a bottle of yogurt on her table before leaving.

  ...

  It was night, and the nine o’clock rest bell rang on time.

  Su Qinghuan quickly put down the pen and ran towards the school playground.

  Ling Yihan came faster than her, the boy turned his head and saw Su Qinghuan's new changes, his eyes were slightly startled.

   "Have you cut your hair?"

  Su Qinghuan smiled.

  "Good-looking, right? It must be more beautiful to lose weight. My roommate cuts my hair. They still want to borrow your study materials."

   "Did you borrow it?"

  Ling Yihan's heart tightened, and suddenly he saw that bangs were not pleasing to the eye.

  The young man's fingers were slightly raised.

  How can Su Qinghuan give his things casually?

  Somehow, Gu Feifei’s noon joke flashed through my heart.

  —Do you really like that fat girl?

  Ling Yihan was taken aback by the thought, and Qingjun's cheeks tightened unconsciously.

  (End of this chapter)

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