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Chapter 47 Heteroallergic?

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    Sometimes, she is quite unpredictable about her skin, and she simply wonders if there is an active volcano in her body. If her face does not move, it is the magma erupting from the crater, which is hot and fiery red

    People have red cheeks called plateau red?

    What is her name?  Allergy to red?

    It's not right, you will blush when you talk to the same sex, you will blush when you are asked by the teacher, in short, you will blush when you speak in public!

    She thought she got rid of this bad habit in high school, but this is like a strange disease that can't be cured, and now it's happening again!

    Under such circumstances, Lin Xiaozhuang just wanted to smoke himself. It¡¯s fine if you have a poor disease, but you still have a blushing disease?

    No one knows Lin Xiaozhuang's psychological activities, only people know that she is a Zhuang girl who blushes at every turn.

    The class assistant is a senior in the first grade. As the assistant to the freshman head teacher, he is responsible for assisting in the management of the freshmen.

    After chatting for a while, roommates arrived one after another.

    The class assistant reminded that there will be a class meeting at 5:00 p.m. in Room 301, Building 9, for the first meeting of the whole class.

    There are two bathrooms in the dormitory. Everyone takes turns to take a shower, tidy up their appearance, and leave the dormitory 15 minutes earlier.

    It's a pity that the university campus is too big, and it's the first time I've come here. Everyone is not familiar with it, so I walked around looking for classrooms with the floor plan.

    The six girls hurried to find the classroom in a hurry, and finally met the class assistant who was out on the phone in a teaching building, and walked into an upstairs classroom according to his finger.

    In the end, it was still booming and late.

    Lin Xiaozhuang was out of breath, and saw dozens of classmates in the class, all girls, with a little red in the green leaves.

    That little green is still a middle-aged man, who seems to be the class teacher or counselor.

    As soon as they entered the door, they were even more popular!

    Lin Xiaozhuang has long been used to seeing such a class group, because in the past, the classes she was in were generally full of yin and yang, and she has always acted low-key, and always likes to hide herself among the girls, trying not to attract attention.  good.

    Due to being late on the first day of school, the few of them were stared at like rare animals, with nowhere to hide.

    When Lin Xiaozhuang was looking for a seat, he could only sit in the front row of seats, and his face blushed again involuntarily.

    Next, everyone goes to the podium to introduce themselves, which is the first necessary process.

    Because they are late, as a punishment, they need to introduce themselves first.

    So Lin Xiaozhuang was pushed up first.

    It's quite strange to say that when we were in elementary school, everyone liked to sit in the front row. As we got older, when we got to university, we preferred to sit in the back row more and more.

    Lin Xiaozhuang was the first to take the stage, and he was worried. He kept organizing his drafts and repeated his memory to make it natural and coherent, for fear of missing a single bit.

    She is most afraid of speaking in public, it's embarrassing!

    Lin Xiaozhuang's big black eyes, myopia deepened a little bit, showing fear, trembling, like walking on thin ice.

    When she got to the podium and picked up the chalk, she tremblingly wrote her name, and the handwriting was still beautiful and generous.

    When she was writing, she took a deep breath, opened her lips and teeth after turning around, and said in a moderate voice: "Big, everyone, my name is Lin Xiaozhuang, I come from Liuzhou, Guangxi, I like reading, listening to songs, playing basketball Finally, I hope you will get along happily in the future  , make progress together in university studies! Thank you!"

    There was applause from the audience, and Lin Xiaozhuang was quite satisfied with the result of rehearsing many times in his heart. This is a good live broadcast.

    Returning to his seat, Lin Xiaozhuang covered his hot cheeks with both hands, and thought to himself: What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? It turns out that I can do very well!

    After so many years, she must get rid of her bad habits and not be afraid to speak in public.

    The big deal is that the Chinese language is mixed with Zhuang, or else it is the Zhuang language mixed with Han!

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