This kind of calm, but let Hao Ran have a slight disappointment.

Seeing that Moin never smiled again, or gave her a look, she did not take the initiative to find her.

Huoran actually suffered some losses.

The questioning of the students made her have a hint of whether she liked her.

In this regard, she is somewhat disdainful, somewhat proud, and has some small expectations.

result……

With a look, Mourning stirred her heart and there was no movement anymore.

Is it that you are passionate about yourself?

Thinking of this, Huo Ran cast a grudge on the right side of the mouth.

Seeing the teenager wearing a simple white shirt, the exquisite side face, and a touch of laziness.

In her eyes, she couldn't help but feel a trace of loss. She was about to take back her sight. In the next second, Moin suddenly looked over.

Suddenly, the eyes of the two men slammed into each other.

Huo Ran’s body was stiff and he just turned his head, only to find that Moin looked at his butterfly diamond and issued a card.

The pure appreciation of the young man’s eyes.

very beautiful.

Huo Ran seems to read these three words from the other's eyes.

The peach eyes of the two souls have a natural charm, but they are clear and clean, which fades the windy flu, but it also deepens the serious concentration.

At this moment, Huo Ran felt that he was really beautiful today.

This person, with a pair of eyes alone, can make people believe in him involuntarily.

"..."

Huo Ran hurried back, and the white skin was as red as the fire.

Mo Ning blinked and was not clear.

She didn't know the thoughts in Huo Ran's heart and she was not in her sister.

It’s just that she and Huo Ran are very strange to each other. Before the attack, she has to brush the presence in front of the other party.

Wait until Horan has a little bit of affection for her, and then start to step by step.

"Aning."

Suddenly, Liu Wei came over.

"The student will have a seat, the Minister of Literature and Art, are you going to run for election?"

"Not interested in."

Moin shook his head and gave her a look. "Do you want to?"

"When the student union cadres have credits," Liu Wei said with a low voice. "And the literary and art ministers can plan a lot of activities, such as singing competitions. If I succeed in selecting, I must open the back door for myself!"

Her voice just fell, and her head was gently beaten by Mo Ning.

"Yes, I support you."

"Thank you."

The scene of the two relatives was included in the classroom’s classmates including Horan’s income.

She looked at Liu Wei and saw some hostility in her eyes.

When I looked at Mening, I was saddened again.

Is the Minister of Literature and Art?

She also wants to participate!

In order to encourage new students, the Students' Union and the school announced that the literary and art ministers of this year chose among the freshmen.

Liu Wei naturally enrolled, and did not report much hope. Who knows that after the new students voted, she actually entered the final level.

The opponent is Huo Ran, and Wen Zitian.

Wen Zitian is the girl who confessed to her on the first day of the school.

She and Huo Ran are both rare and beautiful women.

However, with the exposure of Huo Ran's identity, her popularity gradually declined.

In the final round of the finals, each freshman will vote.

Students from sophomore to senior will also be able to vote if they are interested.

In the large event hall, Liu Wei sat in the middle of the crowd and quietly said to Mo Ning, "I think I will lose."

Although she did not understand why she was able to reach the end, but in the face of Wen Zitian and the new school flower Huo Ran, she did not have a chance.