"Angie, your hat." David, who was looking at the rearview mirror, reminded him when the girl was about to get out of the car.
"Hat?" Angela touched her head. The white wide-brimmed hat, which was rarely worn once, had been tilted to one side, and it might fall off her head if she wasn't careful.
"Thank you, David." The girl smiled, put on her hat, said goodbye to the driver, and jumped out of the car. Although she had arrived earlier, there were already many people on campus at this time. Angela pulled down the brim of her hat, looking like a thief, walking carefully on the road.
She was just walking down a path when someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder, startling her, she turned to look, Lilith was standing behind her with a smile on her face.
"Wow, Lilith, you scared me." Angela said angrily.
"Scared you? Why? Are there bad guys chasing you?" Lilith said jokingly. "It's rare that you wear a hat to school. I thought you would never do that."
"Do you think I don't look good with this combination?" Angela asked, staring into her eyes.
"How come, your taste has always been good, everyone thinks so, except Vicky and the others." Lilith shrugged.
There was no change in her expression, so Angela was somewhat relieved, but she was a little unwilling. Well, junior high school students probably don't read newspapers.
"Let's go, let's go, go to the classroom, Lilith, today
What is the first class? "
"French class."
"Oh my God, I don't like French class."
"No, no, it's not that you don't like French lessons. Your French is better than all of us. It's just Miss Martha that you don't like."
"Hey honey, you said that, I didn't say anything."
"Okay, I said, I- said-! Is that all right?"
The two laughed and entered the teaching building and came to the front of the classroom. Just as they were about to enter the door, a deliberately exaggerated tone rang behind them: "Wow~ Wow~ Wow! Look, look! Today the sun is coming from Is it from the west?"
Needless to say who it was, Angela rolled her eyes, but still turned around and greeted politely, "Hi, good morning, Vicky." At the same time, there were Marcy, Anna, Shalin, and Pari beside her. , Well, the beauty gang, as always, have to dress up very seductively. But Lilith is not as good-tempered as she is, she just glanced at them and didn't speak.
"I have to tell you, Miss Angela, you used the wrong word, it's morning, and it's past the category of morning." Vicky still lifted her proud little chin.
"Okay, then good morning, Vicky." Angela shrugged.
Vicky didn't answer, but walked around her, and then said in her characteristic critical accent: "It's rare, Angela, you also wear a Moschino hat, but it's a pity you don't know what brand. The clothes have ruined its temperament, if I were you, I would put it away immediately."
But Angela's next sentence almost made her vomit blood: "My hat is from Moschino? What brand is that?" As if deliberately, she also took off her hat and turned it over to look carefully. Vicky turned pale with anger, snorted, turned around and wiped her body and walked into the classroom. Her girlfriends followed suit and snorted with their noses, and then wiped past Angela before entering the classroom.
"Angie, I think you might be in trouble," Lilith said worriedly. "Although I don't like Vicky very much, I'm afraid she won't be reconciled to you playing tricks on her most proud thing."
"But," Angela spread her hands innocently, "I really don't know what brand Moschino is on."
"Really?" Lilith widened her eyes.
"Of course, why should I lie to you." The girl shrugged.
"What about Alice_and_olivia? Where's Michael_kors? Vintage_Ralph_Lauren?" After Angela shook her head, Lilith looked at her like a monster: "God, don't you ever go shopping or buy clothes?"
"Almost, of course, I also know a few brands of clothes, such as Chanel, Versace or Armani..." Angela said hurriedly, but Lily interrupted rudely: "If you don't know any of these, then you must be From Mars!"
After a pause, she said: "Angie, you are really the strangest girl I have ever seen, you almost, oh, no, you never wear any jewelry or anything, you don't even have pierced ears, and you hardly ever see you. Wearing a skirt, now you say that you never go shopping, but your vision is very unique."
Lilith sighed and touched her forehead: "To be honest, I really don't know how to describe you."
"Then don't describe it, well, let's hurry into the classroom, don't stay outside." Angela put on her hat again and pushed her into the classroom.
Vicky, who was already sitting in her seat and chatting and laughing with her friends, turned to one side with a cold face when she saw her. Angela and Lilith didn't care and sat down on the other side.
"Well, Angie, how about going shopping with me on weekends, we can go to Sunset Street, even if it doesn't sell, it's not bad." Lilith suggested.
"The weekend? But I still have a lot of things to do..." Angela wanted to refuse. She was always interested in shopping for clothes and cosmetics.
"Hi, Angie, good morning." A girl came over, sat down beside Angela, and greeted her.
"Hi, Sally, good morning." Angela smiled back, but she was pulled over by Lilith, so she didn't realize it, and Sally looked at herself after she sat down.
"Angie, your vision is so good, and your clothes match well. If you have a deeper understanding of clothes, you might be able to become a fashion designer in the future." Lilith continued to persuade.
"Don't praise me like that, Lilith," Angela stuck out her tongue, "I can just take a look, give advice or something, if I go to design clothes, it will suffocate me, my vision is not my mother's as much as a third of that."
"Is your mother a costume designer?" Lilith asked.
"Well..." Angela thought for a while, "Forget about half of it. Sometimes I will be a guest costume designer."
"It's hard for me to imagine, Angie, your mother can be a guest costume designer. You also have a private car to pick you up, and you're not poor, but why don't you ever go shopping for clothes? You can't even tell the brand of clothes?" Lilith laughed. said.
"Why go to the store to buy clothes and ask them to come back and do it?" Angela shrugged.
Lilith frowned, then showed a surprised expression: "Please come back and do it? Angie, don't you mean to say that your clothes are all handmade?!"
"Yeah, my mother rarely goes out to buy clothes. Most of them draw design drawings and send them to some companies for them to modify, and then come to the door to tailor the clothes. Our family's clothes are all made in this way, oh, this hat is My godfather bought it for me." Angela nodded and explained, then looked at Lilith, her eyes were a little straight, and she waved her hand in front of her: "Hey, are you all right?"
"Me? Oh, it's okay." Lilith swallowed hard, "Angie... Do you know the names of those companies that make clothes for your family?"
"I didn't ask," Angela shrugged, "you know, I don't know much about these brands." Then she thought of something, pulled her jeans, and said a little embarrassedly, "Oh, by the way. , these jeans were made by Armani."
"Armani?" Poor Lilith was at a loss for words. "Angie, don't you know that Armani has never had a jeans brand."
"Isn't it? But I have several." Angela blinked incomprehensibly. She definitely didn't mean it. Although she also knows what pure hand-made clothes represent, she also takes it for granted that students studying in private students should be rich people, so it is normal for rich people to have dozens of such clothes.
Lilith almost fainted, she always thought that Angela was just an ordinary middle-class girl like herself, and she was cute, friendly, and very likable, so she became friends with her, but now This kind of understanding has brought an earth-shaking change, but this change is far from over. Sally, who has been sitting next to Angela, suddenly pulled the girl: "Angie, can you take off your hat?"
"What's wrong?" Angela took off her hat and looked at her.
Sally's eyes lit up, she looked at Angela from side to side, and finally exclaimed excitedly, "You're the genius girl in Hollywood, right!" The voice was so loud that it made the other girls in the classroom distracted. also attracted the attention.
"Sally, what are you talking about?" a girl on the other side asked.
"Don't you read the newspaper? The Los Angeles Times the day before yesterday!" Sally cried excitedly, then searched from her bag, then threw it on the desk with a snap, flipped to the entertainment page a few times, and raised Get up and face everyone: "Look, who is it if it's not Angela!" Even with the crease on it, the bust of the girl is very clear.