Jiangshen's Xiao Zuojing is strawberry flavored

Chapter 155 Delicate
Jiang Si remembered that several people on the grade list last time were photographed like zombies, with pale faces.

Hanging at the school gate doesn’t mean encouraging learning. It’s not easy not to be frightened when studying in the middle of the night and at night.

The four stood up and prepared to go downstairs.

Song Ruan: "You guys, make me feel out of place." He didn't make the top five this time.

Su Yao: Who is not?

Jiang Si laughed: "If you're so honored, then Ah Ruan, go and take a picture, I can't stand the camera of the grade director."

He looks perfect, and has been secretly photographed by many people since he was a child, but no matter what angle he looks at, he will not cover his appearance too much.

The grade director was the first person he had ever seen who could take such an ugly photo and still be complacent.

Song Ruan quickly waved his hand: "Forget it."

He didn't want his ugly photo to hang in front of the school. What's the difference between that and a public execution?
They laughed lightly and went downstairs together.

Yi Ci and a few people from the liberal arts class were already standing there.

The honor wall is the top five in the science class and the top five in the liberal arts class, and the distribution is still very even.

But when it comes to appearance... the liberal arts side is not enough.

Jiang Si was once again worried about the grade director's photography skills.

Yi Ci greeted them when he saw them.

A few people also walked over to stand with the people from the liberal arts class.

"Why didn't you see the grade director?" Xu Xing asked, looking to the other side.

"I don't know." Yi Ci spread his hands: "Maybe I finally realized that my skills are too poor, so I should retire early."

"The grade director is so confident, maybe he will find out?" Jiang Si didn't believe it.

He curled his mouth and looked very wanton: "Maybe it was forced by the school."

The grade director has no aesthetics, but others still have.

"Probably so." Yi Ci answered, "Is there a teacher over there?"

A few of them went downstairs after receiving the notice, but none of the teachers saw it.

Several people followed Yi Ci's gaze and looked over.

"There seems to be a camera..." Yi Ci's tone was a little uncertain.

The grade director used to take pictures with his mobile phone before. It can be said that one minute is enough, and then he spends half an hour admiring his "masterpiece" and urging them to study.

Now the school has even set up cameras?
Xu Xing began to believe that it wasn't the grade director who took the photo this time.

——Who made the grade director look not very smart, nor like someone who knows how to use a video camera.

Living up to expectations, the teachers who came over there did not include the grade director.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief.

The one with the camera was a young lady whom she had never seen before, she looked to be in her early twenties.

She introduced herself, saying that she was a professional photographer invited by the school, and this time she was responsible for taking photos for them to hang on the honor wall.

Chen Yu: "...Are you all so delicate?"

There is even a photographer?
He didn't hear this meaning from the conversation of these people just now, did he?

"No." Yi Ci shrugged: "Before, the honor wall was always in charge of the grade director, and the photos were like ghosts."

"The leader this time may be very important, so the school specially changed the honor wall." Xu Xing also said something.

Who made the previous version of the wall of honor completely impossible...

Chen Yu blinked, not knowing what he was thinking.

The photographer lady swayed in front of them, and then said that she would do makeup for them.

A few people: "...?" Isn't it appropriate?

They looked at one of the teachers at the same time.

That teacher is a well-known feudalist, who is in charge of this and that all day long, and many people are afraid of it.

He would agree with the photographer's idea?
(End of this chapter)