Chapter 1197

Xia Yimo didn't answer, and asked back: "Xianxian, did you also participate in this competition and entered the semi-finals? What's the number, I'll help you."

Xia Yimo had a feeling in her heart that Bo Xianxian wanted to show her favor in front of Mu Jingchen.

She must have been in the game too, though she didn't say so.

After all, if you like someone, you will seize every opportunity and try to get close.

Sure enough, I saw Bo Xianxian waving her small hands and smiling innocently: "You don't need to help my Momo, I'm just making soy sauce for fun. What's your number, I'll help you."

As soon as she said that, the girls around were all watching curiously.

Xia Yimo unexpectedly entered the semi-finals, which one is her work?
Some people are not nice, and even think that as long as Xia Yimo speaks out, they will call on everyone not to vote for her, and jump over this thunder.

Xia Yimo smiled wittily, but didn't answer: "I'm just here to play, I don't need it."

A sense of loss flashed across Bo Xianxian's heart.

Xia Yimo didn't jump into the hole she dug on purpose!
Laughing hypocritically: "Okay then."

Just after she finished speaking, a girl not far away shouted: "Xianxian, are you number 18? I called a few friends to vote for you. You must be No.1..."

As soon as the words came out, the surroundings became quiet.

One sentence, like a slap in the face, hit Bo Xianxian's face.

She was the one who just said "playing with soy sauce and don't care about the number of votes" just now, and there are people behind, who came to vote for her in groups of three or five!
Xia Yimo looked at Bo Xianxian with a half-smile, and pulled Mu Jingchen away.

Just as Mu Jingchen passed by, Bo Xianxian turned around abruptly.

Anxiety and worry were written all over her face.

What would Mu Jingchen think of her?

How can there be such a big mouth, running out and speaking such words in front of everyone!

Just now...she didn't even dare to lift her head!

There were three or two sentences of discussion around, and the booth became lively again!

Bo Xianxian stomped her feet fiercely, not wanting to look at everyone, and left quickly, not even caring about her classmates who came on her arm.

the other side.

Mu Jingchen sent Xia Yimo to Xiao Xiao and Yan'er, walked to a secluded place, and made a call.

"In the calligraphy, painting and photography competition, who has the highest score in the evaluation by experts?" On the opposite side is the Minister of Literature and Art, the person in charge of this competition.

"Young Master Chen, it's Bo Xianxian, Miss Bo." The other side said quickly.

Hearing this name, Mu Jingchen's eyes didn't fluctuate, and he asked, "What's Xia Yimo's ranking?"

"Stay back... Young Master Chen, do you need me...?"

The latter words were not stated directly, after all, who Xia Yimo belonged to Mu Jingchen, everyone in their student union knew.

Back then, when the student union held a plenary meeting, it was because Xia Yimo waited for Mu Jingchen outside the meeting room with a coffee... In the next week, Mu Jingchen attended all meetings, big and small, just to wait With his girlfriend to see him.

Also no one.

Hearing the Minister of Literature and Art's words, Mu Jingchen was silent for two seconds, frowned, and saw not far away, Bo Yiming and Feng Yu came together, patted him on the shoulder, and signaled his intention to leave.

Thin slender, thin Yiming...

"Put the ranking," Mu Jingchen lowered his eyelids, and finally moved his mouth, but before he said the next words, he thought of the scene where he and Xia Yimo went to various places to play after school these days.

Go to the zoo to photograph pandas, go to the beach to watch the sunrise, go to...the forest to photograph butterflies.

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(End of this chapter)

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