Qin Ranran has already planned it, but after getting the graduation photo, he will directly press the bottom of the box and no longer look at such spicy eyes.

When the old class takes a photo, they will register with everyone, and charge for meals and going to the small dance hall.

One person starts with twenty yuan, and the more is less to make up.

Wu Qiuping was in a good mood, took out forty yuan from her bag, and said loudly that it was her and Wang Jie's expenses.

Wang Jie was on the side, her face was red and white for a while, and she didn't dare to look up at the faces of other students.

In fact, the classmates didn't look at her more, but Wang Jie's psychological effect always felt that everyone was watching her jokes.

From the time she went to dinner, she began to feel like a thorn in her back.

When she arrived at the small dance hall, in the dimly lit environment, Wang Jie felt a little better.

This dance hall was brought by Wu Qiuping, although the name is called Rose House, but it is actually a simple dance hall built with a shed on a large playground.

When they went in, there were already a lot of people inside, twisting their waists and farts. strands, swaying vigorously with the rhythm over there.

Many people, like Wu Qiuping's face, rubbed black eyeshadow as if they had been beaten around, and there were bloody mouths.

Coupled with the fact that he didn't know how many layers of foundation he had rubbed on his face, Qin Ranran saw it at first glance and felt that the makeup of these people was actually somewhat similar to the zombies in the new era.

Qin Ranran couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, she clearly remembered that in the cosmetics she produced, there was a manual on how to make up.

Why did you come to this B city, and you also use cosmetics, how can you turn yourself into such a ghost?

Qin Ranran didn't know that her cosmetics were really good, and they were high-end products.

However, some people are reluctant to spend money on such high-end cosmetics.

Those people want to catch up with the fashion, so they naturally buy cosmetics from other channels.

Cosmetics with small cost, mainly to make money.

Even if he knew that there was an instruction manual in the cosmetics produced by Qin Ranran, who would spend that extra money to put this instruction manual out and put it together with the cosmetics.

Many people rely on their own groping, or look at the makeup of those stars in the movie.

It's just that ordinary people will know the difference between life makeup and stage makeup.

They paint themselves like ghosts, and they think they are fashionable and beautiful.

As soon as Wu Qiuping entered the dance hall, she took Wang Jie to find friends she knew.

The old class could only take the other students and find a place to sit down.

As soon as the two dozen or so people in their class sat down, that side was filled.

In this way, the sound of twittering here is a bit noisy.

Many people looked sideways at Qin Ranran.

As soon as Qin Ranran came in, he felt like a miasma.

The frowning brow has never been smoothed down.

She didn't want to see those ghost-like people.

Qin Ranran was afraid that she couldn't help but have itchy hands, so she directly beat them up in the faces of those people and got a headshot.

Wu Qiuping and Wang Jie were in the distance, watching Qin Ranran come in, bowing their heads and looking cowering.

I couldn't help but despise Qin Ranran, a dirt bun, and I didn't even come to the dance hall.

"Brother Jun, there seems to be a newcomer."

The people watching the scene in the dance hall saw Qin Ranran and a large group of them coming in.

went to the office on the second floor in time to report to Yuan Hongjun.

Generally, this kind of newcomer is a good object for development.

Yuan Hongjun took the cigarette from his mouth, squinted his eyes, and looked into the dance hall from the glass window.