Song Yiyi curled her lips and her tone became serious: "I'm serious, you can try submitting your writing to the newspaper."

"In addition to poetry, you can also try writing novels, children's picture books and stories."

"Look, comic books are so popular nowadays, everyone loves to read them!"

"If I had your talent, I would have done it a long time ago!"

Song Yiyi spread her hands and said, "It's a pity that I don't have it. I don't know what they know, and I don't know what you know."

She changed the subject and said, "So what? I'm still alive and well."

After saying that, Song Yiyi took Huo Tianqi's hand and spun around.

The skirt is flying.

Her smile was charming and free.

Huo Tianqi felt a little better after hearing her words.

The two walked to the front of the auditorium. Song Yiyi suddenly looked in one direction and said "eh" softly.

Huo Tianqi followed her gaze and his eyes became complicated.

Cen Bowen was standing not far away.

Kang Ying also put on stage makeup today because she was going to participate in special recruitment.

Song Yiyi glanced at her, then tilted her head to look at Huo Tianqi, and then said seriously: "Your makeup is still more pleasing to the eye."

Huo Tianqi lowered her head a little embarrassedly, "I don't have any money, so I borrowed my neighbor's lipstick. Is it ugly?"

For this girl, having her own lipstick is something worth showing off.

The nursery where Huo Tianqi is studying has several children.

Most of them have working parents.

They will not be asked to hand over their wages.

Some girls are loved by their whole families, who give them some pocket money from time to time.

Just like Song Yiyi.

Without any effort, you can have thousands of loves.

She didn't have it, and even had to hide it when she wanted to participate in special recruitment.

In order to prepare for the special recruitment, Huo Tianqi went to see her neighbor three days in advance. After a long delay, she finally mustered up the courage to say, "Sister, can you lend me your lipstick?"

The neighbor sister glanced at her.

Huo Tianqi quickly said, "I'll get a little bit of it, just a little. How about this, I'll give you some money, okay?"

She was embarrassed and awkward.

When I stood up, I didn't know where to put my hands and feet.

Without saying anything, the neighbor sister went into the room, took out a lipstick, and stuffed it into her hand. She smiled and said, "Whatever! Tianqi, just focus on preparing for the exam. Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret from your parents. Come on."

She participated in the special recruitment and didn't dare to let her father and stepmother know.

Her parents will definitely not approve.

Song Yiyi's eyes were clear, and she shook her head like a rattle. "It looks very nice, light and gentle, which suits your gentle temperament very well."

One can tell at a glance that Kang Ying's makeup was done by someone else in a private shop.

Can't say it's bad.

It just wasn't for her.

Kang Ying's appearance is not what the public knows.

The stereotype of a girl is gentle, cute, or gorgeous and beautiful.

Even if she was ordinary, in the eyes of people of this era, she would never be like Kang Ying.

She has short hair and a relatively strong body.

In fact, it is more heroic.

In this era, aesthetics are not yet diversified.

The people in the hairdresser's shop also copied the same model, and the inappropriate makeup on her face looked like an overturned palette.

Kang Ying ran to Cen Bowen and pulled his hand excitedly.

In public.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Cen Bowen's face, but he quickly concealed it calmly.

"Bowen, where have you been?"

Kang Ying deliberately ignored his displeasure, and took Cen Bowen's hand and shook it, "I didn't see you when I came out, and I thought you went backstage. I went back and looked around, but they all said they didn't see you."