"I didn't expect that I was like this, Anhao, you can still recognize me!" Modi smiled, and the crescent eyes, which were squeezed by the flesh on his cheek, had a hint of happiness in her eyes. She leaned against Anhao, "I am still your book fan. I will buy one for every book you come out. I heard that you will come here too today, so I made up my mind to participate!"

An Hao was a little surprised and said thank you to her, without asking her how her figure had become like this in the past few years. This obviously involved other people's sad things.

In fact, the two of them did not have a deep intersection in high school. An Hao has always been alone and has a very weak relationship with most people in the class. Except for a few very good friends, she may not even be able to say the names of everyone in the class.

Modi is one of the few people who can recognize Anhao, who is quite impressive.

She remembered that Modi was also very beautiful in high school, beautiful, generous and likable. In addition, he was also very cheerful, and he became much more popular than An Hao, a grade-level academic master with a somewhat cold personality!

And now, An Hao can only sigh that things change.

The elevator stopped rising, and a few people walked out of it and slowly closed it.

In the confined space, only An Hao and Modi, Qian Peipei and Gao Yue were left, as well as a man in black clothes with his head hanging down and his face blocked by his face.

"You are Qian Peipei and Gao Yue!" The elevator that was originally crowded was empty, and Modi dared to pluck up the courage to look around for a few glances.

After looking at Qian Peipei wearing a mask for several times, he spoke uncertainly.

Qian Peipei nodded and replied perfunctorily, "Long time no see, Modi!"

To be honest, she was quite surprised. When she was in her senior year of high school, the girls in the class were beautiful. Apart from An Hao, they were Modi, and she could only be ranked behind her.

Seeing that the person who turned out to be more beautiful than him has now become a big fat man, Qian Peipei was secretly happy.

After all, if one more beauty will make her attention less.

Now, except An Hao, who can compare with her in the class reunion?

"Are you and Gao Yue together?" Modi saw her and Gao Yue holding hands, and his eyes turned on the two of them, "Bless you!"

"Thank you!" Qian Peipei smiled back, and saw Gao Yue pursing his lips without responding, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Ding!" The elevator door opened again, An Hao looked at the floor, and looked at the man standing in the corner.

The four of them are together. Since they are not theirs, they can only belong to this person!

An Hao's eyes just retracted, and the man in the corner moved.

He seemed to have just woken up, and his whole body suddenly trembled. He raised his head slightly and seemed to look at the person in the elevator and didn't seem to look at it. Then he took a step straight and walked towards the elevator door.

Modi quickly made way for him.

Normal people will move two points to the side when facing the steps, so as to give way to the other party, but he doesn't seem to be walking along the road other than straight lines, and hit Modi's shoulder before he can dodge.

"Bang!"

The sound of the collision between the flesh was amazing, and An Hao felt a little tooth pain when he heard it.

But unexpectedly, Modi, who was hit and tilted to one side, had more than twice the size of the man, shook his body uncontrollably, and his soles slipped and almost fell.

An Hao subconsciously reached out and held her shoulder.

When he looked up, the man had already walked out of the elevator and disappeared into the corridor.

Modi hissed with his shoulder.

When An Hao saw that she was filled with pain, he hurriedly asked, "How are you doing? Are you okay?"

Before Modi could speak, Qian Peipei laughed aside: "Modi, you are just your body, and you were almost knocked down by a thin man. Where did you do the function of raising so much meat?"

Modi paused for a moment, turned his head and looked at An Hao gratefully: "Thanks to you, otherwise I would have fallen down. I don't know what happened to that person. I just felt like I had hit a steel plate. But An Hao, you are so strong that you can actually support me!"

Ignore Qian Peipei's words.

Qian Peipei snorted coldly, looked at An Hao, and tilted his head on Gao Yue's shoulder to close his eyes to rest.

Gao Yue held her waist and cast an apologetic look at Anhao and Modi.

"I'm genetic!" An Hao looked at his hand, "But you are lighter than I thought!"

As soon as she finished speaking, An Hao shut up and went to see Modi secretly. She actually expressed her doubts with such a bald mouth.

As she knows, fat people seem to care about sensitive words such as severity and importance!

Who knew that Modi smiled indifferently: "I am fat, but I am not very heavy in fact, but I just look a little fleshy!"

"Oh!" An Hao nodded, thinking.

It is probably not because of overeating. It is more likely that Modi accidentally took some medicine, which led to this kind of fatness with internal deficiency.

The elevator door opened again, and it was true that the private room of the class reunion was here.

An Hao and Modi walked out first, and Qian Peipei behind him was tidying up his head and makeup in front of the mirror. Without waiting for her, they entered the only "Ruyi Hall" on this floor under the guidance of etiquette reception.

"Oh, see who is here! Our An Xueba, welcome quickly!"

Because the two of them were so different, the hall was quiet for a moment before a scattered applause rang out, followed by a sound, a man in a slim suit came out and walked to An Hao, "An Xueba is still in style!"

An Hao shook his hand, "Squad Leader!"

The smile on Zhang Ruiyong's face became deeper, "I didn't expect An Hao to recognize me. It's a great honor for Zhang!"

"But, this one?" He turned his eyes to Modi, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, and shook his lips, "Do you have a good friend?"

Are all the top students so different?

"Squad leader, I am Modi!"

Zhang Ruiyi's expression was blank for a moment.

"Modi, the change is a bit big, I almost didn't recognize it!" He said this, without any contempt in his eyes. Modi felt a little relaxed and smiled at him.

"Modi, your smile makes you feel like crescent moon!" Zhang Rui made a few words to relieve Modi's tension, and then led the two to the round dining table, "Come on, you two are here, I'll take you here!"

He said, looking at An Hao, "The head teacher mentioned you to me just now, and I specially left a seat next to the head teacher for you." He said, and lowered his voice slightly, "And, today's class reunion, we have an absolute heavyweight here." He said, looking closer to the main position.

An Hao followed his gaze as he walked.

The woman in a black top held a red wine glass in her hand, and her back was straightened in her sitting posture. The fingernails dyed with red nail polish looked slender and fair, and the slightly convex joints showed that this person liked to control the whole audience casually. But now her expression was very serious, she turned her head slightly, and listened to the people next to her very seriously.

But within two meters around her, everyone's face was a little more restrained because of her existence, and even the movement of holding the wine glass subconsciously took a little cautious.

"Yan Ting!"

"An Hao knows her too?"

Zhang Ruifeng, who was about to explain this person's identity to An Hao, was a little surprised. In his impression, this An Xueba never seemed to pay attention to anything other than studying and studying.

I still remember that there was a popular singing group in my third year of high school. The streets, alleys, and the school radio were filled with their advertisements. Even a three-year-old child could hum a few lyrics. The lead singer of the group was regarded as the dream lover by all the girls on campus. But she was just as good as being able to touch a thick history book. When asked, she asked in a daze: "Who is Jie Chao?"

At that time, a saying circulated in their class: "On how the academic master was developed! Please refer to the template for the only one in the school who doesn't know who Jie Chao is! After learning, Emperor Hua is no longer an unattainable dream!"

"Learn some, one of the leading figures in the international fashion industry, the founder of the yt international fashion competition, what I do now is related to fashion, so I will inevitably pay attention to her!" An Hao said as he walked to Liu Yufang and called out affectionately, "Teacher Liu!"

"An An is here, sit down!" Liu Yufang looked at An Hao with a smile. Although she hadn't seen each other for a long time, she was still close to her words. After saying that, she turned to look at Modi, "Well, who is this?"

"Teacher Liu, I am Modi!" Modi's face turned a little red. When he walked from the door of the hall, he wanted to say that An Hao attracted everyone's attention at the beginning, then the one who contracted almost everyone's attention in the future was her walking beside An Hao!

Although I was mentally prepared when I came, it was still different from truly enduring in those more or less strange eyes.

She always subconsciously felt that these people were looking at her thick thighs, covering her lower abdomen, and her face that was so crowded that she couldn't see her facial features clearly.

These people will no longer remember the beautiful and cheerful Modi in high school, and they only remember that she looks like now.

A big fat man who can hardly recognize the prototype!

"It's Modi. The teacher is a little presbyopic now. He didn't wear glasses. He didn't recognize him for a while. Let's sit down quickly. The classmates in our class are almost here!"

Although Liu Yufang was also surprised, she also knew that the child would be very sensitive because of obesity, so she only pointed to the position next to An Hao. "Rui Yong, I will give your seat to Modi. You have no objection! In this way, you are next to Tingting, and there are boys there, and you have something to talk about."

Zhang Ruiying said happily, walked to the seat next to Yan Ting, sat down and greeted the other party: "Hello, Senior Sister Yan Ting!"

Yan Ting withdrew his gaze to An Hao and Modi, put down his wine glass, looked at Zhang Ruiying sideways, "Hello junior brother, sit down!"

Zhang Ruiyan suppressed the excitement in his heart, pulled open the chair and sat down.

"I remember An An, you just graduated this year?" Liu Yufang looked at An Hao with a smile, "We have not met for a long time. We go to the teacher's place to sit when we have time. The two brats at the teacher's house are still talking about you, saying that thanks to you tutoring Chinese classes for them. This time, the Chinese exam in the college entrance examination is so good, but you must thank you very much!"

An Hao shook his head, picked up the teacup and put it on it for Liu Yufang first, but he did not forget Modi on the other side, and finally filled the teacup in front of him. His movements were gentle and agile, which made people feel pleasing to the eye.

"No, Chaoan and Chaoxi are excellent in themselves!"

Yan Ting suddenly spoke on the other side: "When this junior sister comes, the teacher ignores me. Teacher, you can't favor one or the other. Ting Ting also wants to get to know this junior sister?"

Liu Yufang smiled and waved her hand, "Go to know me. I just talked, let me drink a sip of water!"

Yan Ting's eyes fell on An Hao.

This junior sister is the one she noticed at first sight after sitting here.

Fashion designers often chase the most eye-catching and strongest presence among the crowd at the first time.

But this little girl sitting quietly in a green dress can be said to be neither matched.

This is a class reunion, and most people will show their success.

The woman competes for beauty, compares clothes and decorations, and speaks with strength and moves closer to the noble socialite.

Men's brand-name suits, watches on their wrists, car keys on the table, and various gentlemanly demeanors in their words and deeds.

And she just sat there quietly, listening quietly to the people around her, but everything was inappropriate in her words and deeds, just like a landscape painting standing there quietly. As long as she looked over, she would be attracted involuntarily and wanted to go further.

Yan Ting took the lead and stretched out his hand to An Hao, "Hello, I'm Yan Ting!"
To be continued...