When they arrived at the school, Song Qingyu and Bai Qinghe walked to different classes. After seeing that there were still twenty minutes before class time, she decided to go jogging for ten minutes.
During this time period, many students were running on the playground, and Song Qingyu just came out of the bathroom after changing into sportswear and bumped into someone.
Said it was a collision, but to be precise, it was almost the same as the person deliberately hit her.
Song Qingyu didn't know how Bai Qingyu faced such troublemakers in the past. But what she knows very well is that in her Song Qingyu, there is no such thing as not fighting back if she is bullied!
So Song Qingyu also got enough energy and bumped back unceremoniously.
Unexpectedly, the opponent was hit and staggered, and almost fell to the ground with unstable body.
Song Qingyu twitched the corner of his mouth with satisfaction and walked straight out.
At this time, I heard the other person speak sharply, "Huh, Bai Qing, please next time you can take a mirror and take a picture of yourself before embarrassing you?! You really think that a model can be made with your body shape. Is it?"
Song Qingyu's figure paused slightly, turned his head back and looked at the person, and immediately recognized it. Isn't this the same Su Chenjin from Class A that she had just reborn and met in the modeling contest audition
With so many years of experience in the entertainment industry in his previous life, Song Qingyu has its own set of standards for judging people.
Some people look weak, but they are cruel, while others look tough, but they just pretend to be tigers and eat pigs.
Su Chenjin happened to belong to the latter.
"So... you mean, I can't be a model, you can, can you?" Song Qingyu pulled a faint smile, her eyes cold.
"I..." Song Qingyu's sharp gaze made Su Chenjin's scalp numb, and his voice was unconsciously weakened by two points.
Song Qingyu's eyes became more fierce, "Su Chenjin, I don't want to break with you, you'd better stay away from me!"
What she said was a warning and a piece of advice.
After all, she finally took this life back, and she still had a lot to do, but she didn't have the idle time to deal with a yellow-haired girl.
Moreover, Su Chenjin didn't look like a climate at first sight, and it was not enough to pose any threat to her.
"You..." Su Chenjin wanted to say something, but when she turned her head, she found that there was a shadow of Song Qingyu.
She suddenly felt strange in her heart.
When did the weak and incompetent white giant in the past become so powerful
Song Qingyu came to the playground and joined the queue for the morning run. For those who were surprised to see her appear on the playground, she did not squint.
In her previous life, in order to maintain her figure, she had a lot of exercise every day, but she changed this pair of bodies. There was so much fat on her body. After only one lap of the 400-meter playground, Song Qingyu realized that she had already done so. Panting and sweating profusely.
But thinking that rebirth I can't live in vain, she still has to find out who killed herself, Shen Qiaoyin and Lu Li's pair of scumbags, she can't let go, she still needs to do a lot. Therefore, Song Qingyu gritted his teeth and prepared to run two more laps.
This body is really too weak, but just two turns made Song Qingyu's eyes dizzy. In desperation, she could only leave the playground and go to the sports equipment area to do some local exercises.
She has to take her time, not in a hurry.
On the Jiangcheng ring road, a black Maybach was advancing rapidly.
After receiving the call from Mozhai, the assistant Long Xiaojiu carefully looked at the half-eyed man in the back seat through the rearview mirror. With eyes closed, the aura makes people feel heavy. These are the last two days Song Qingyu committed suicide by jumping off the building, and Young Master Mo is very upset.
"Young Master Mo..." Long Xiaojiu said hesitantly.
Mo Beiyan's phoenix eyes slightly opened, and a cold word came over, "Say!"
Long Xiaojiu respectfully said, "Mozhai called. Young Master Nianzhen accidentally soiled his clothes at school. We will just pass by the school. See if we can send it along the way?!"
"In the future, you decide for yourself!" Mo Beiyan closed his eyes again.
"Yes." Long Xiaojiu responded softly, and then ordered the driver to drive to school.
Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, five minutes before class, Maybach steadily parked in the parking lot next to the playground. Long Xiaojiu got out of the car and called Lu Nianzhen.
Mo Beiyan was browsing the news with his mobile phone, and accidentally clicked on the news with Song Qingyu as the key word.
Song Qingyu was once hailed as the most potential supermodel in the modeling circle. He could have flexed his muscles on the international stage, but who knew he would have committed a crime.
After so many years in jail, her reputation has not diminished. She still has a strong topicality and is a hotly discussed figure in the modeling circle.
Unexpectedly, this sensational news turned out to be the end of Song Qingyu's life!
Mo Beiyan snapped the phone to lock the screen, feeling hot in his heart, pulled off his tie and rolled down the car window, and took out the cigarette case and lighter.
Sweeping his eyes outside, a figure wearing sportswear fell into his eyes in the sports equipment area on the side of the playground.
Bai Qingyu
If it was just another contestant, Mo Beiyan might not remember it, but Bai Qingyu impressed all the judges. He walked onto the runway in a male suit, bloated, but out of a kind of domineering domineering.
Mo Beiyan put the cigarette case down, unconsciously opened the door and got out of the car, and walked towards the person.
Song Qingyu is working hard to do abdomen training. This body is very difficult to do. After only five minutes of doing it, she felt that the sports vest she was wearing was soaked.
Time is almost up, she plans to practice here today and continue tomorrow.
He was about to turn around, but found a figure approaching her.
She squinted her eyes, but didn't look away this time, it really was Mo Beiyan!
The tall figure shows that he is 1.9 meters tall and he is dressed in an exquisite high-definition suit. He is out of place on campus, but he has a kind of natural king aura.
With his inquiring eyes, Song Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately smiled. When he was only two meters away from him, he took the initiative to say hello: "Young Master Mo, meet again!"
Although his body is relatively sturdy, Song Qingyu's indifferent eyes with a smile on the surface made Mo Beiyan a little surprised. Few people dared to look directly into his eyes so boldly. And the other party is still a high school student, to put it bluntly, the little girl has a film.
"Losing weight?" Mo Beiyan glanced at the sweat beads on her forehead, thought of her participation in the model contest, and smoothly thought of the reason why Song Qingyu appeared here.
Song Qingyu curled his lips and shrugged: "Otherwise? Fat people also have dreams, don't they?"
After speaking, smile gently.
Mo Beiyan squinted his eyes and looked at Song Qingyu, feeling something wrong in his heart.
Although the little girl in front of her is tall, she is only sixteen years old. At this age, where does this detached temperament of seeing through the world come from
Thinking back to her self-confidence and arrogance on the T stage, it is really hard to imagine that such a temperament actually came from a 16-year-old fat girl!