He doesn't care about winning or losing the women's basketball game in his class. Winning or losing doesn't matter much to him.

He quit the wechat group in his class

Raised her eyelids and looked at the distance for a while. She didn't see Leng Bingling coming back.

It was boring. He turned on his cell phone and went into the school post bar to watch the news.

He is usually bored and likes to open a post bar to eat melons for a while.

I don't know. I startled him.

Leng Bingling just smashed Lu Tianyu with her schoolbag at school. Someone took a video and put it on the post.

There are more than 800 follow-up posts.

At first, many people scolded Leng Bingling for being bold, smashing Lu Tianyu in public, being too arrogant and eating jackal courage.

He browsed the post casually.

When he saw the post of eating melon with nothing to do, his fingertip on his mobile phone stopped.

Nothing to eat melon: "the school flower of Phoenix middle school is a figure in the road. Look at the picture."

Attached is a photo of the girl sitting on a sports car with her head tilted, her delicate little face covered with a thick layer of smoked makeup, her eyes half narrowed, her lips slightly raised, her face a little uninhibited, her long wavy hair draped around her waist, wearing a pair of fashionable jeans with holes, and her upper body is equipped with a suspender navel revealing coat, The most dazzling thing is that there is a red rose in full bloom under the navel.

Although the girl's face is covered with thick smoked makeup, it can still be seen that it is still green when taking photos. She should be about 16 years old.

He moved his fingertips to reply and tell everyone that this photo is not Leng Bingling.

But the girl's half narrowed eyes in the photo are so familiar that he has seen them countless times.

Suddenly, his fingertips stopped on the screen.

Guo Meng looks gentle and even speaks and does things in a gentle way.

The girl in the picture has a ruffian spirit, both good and evil.

His brain is completely out of order.

Leng Bingling appeared before his mind fully recovered.

When Leng Bingling asked him, "are you finished?" he was stunned.

He knew that his brain was still in that picture. He was a little scared just now.

Looking at Leng Bingling in front of her, the look on her face was very proud, just like the proud brilliance in the colorful world.

How can such a proud girl be a person on the road? The tattoo on her body is fake and pasted.

With all his strength, he shook his lips and said, "I want to ask you something."

Leng Bingling turned her head sideways and half narrowed her beautiful eyes, "say it!"

Guo Meng's right arm trembled slightly, stretched out under Leng Bingling's eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "is that you in the picture?"

Leng Bingling glanced at the mobile phone Guo Meng handed under her eyes. Seeing the photos in the mobile phone, she didn't even lift her eyelids. There was no cover up on her face. She calmly said, "it's me."

"That rose..." he wanted to ask, was it pasted?

Before he finished, Leng Bingling immediately put in a calm voice and said, "I'm happy with my first tattoo. I especially put a good-looking shape and asked my friends to take it for me."

She raised her eyelids and looked at Guo Meng. "Is there a problem with my picture?"

Guo Meng shook her head and muttered, "no... yes."

Leng Bingling glanced at the picture again, and her good-looking eyebrows frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.