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Three years ago, under the repeated instigation of her classmate Tang Hongguo — Hong Jia, after learning how to chat, surfing the Internet, checking information, and checking results, it was actually her first time having a chat with a stranger using his QQ number, and she was also in her first year of high school at that.

Using Hong Jia's words, "Wen Bufan, you OUT up. It's simply Ultraman. It's already the 21st century, and there's even a beauty who can't even chat after entering high school?" Hong Jia stared at Wen Bufan, shaking her head that was making huge waves all over, as if Wen Bufan was from Mars.

Wen Bufan laughed indifferently: "It seems like you've learnt how to chat. Can you earn my tuition? "

His words caused Hong Jia to be at a loss for words. That's right, she had played computer games for nearly ten years, but she had never earned a single cent online! Instead, he played games, read books, played pets … Spending a lot of New Year's money.

"Is that the question? It was a little too serious, too depressing! Wen Bufan, you are so young, can you not get involved in this matter? We are students who should focus on our studies. " Red Sugar said righteously.

"Hong Jia, young people abroad need to earn money to support themselves at the age of eighteen. We will soon reach the age of independence, can't I do it three years earlier?" Wen Bufan said with a smile.

"Fine, whoever dares to disobey us will become a great scholar!" Red Sugar pointed at the computer and quickly changed the subject. "Look at how tacky you are to have this name: Ewen. And look at mine: Chris, how about that? Chris, my English name, Chinese and Western combination, beautiful beyond compare! "Of course, in the future when you think of a good name, you can change it …"

Wen Bufan's face flushed red again because of Hong Jia, and laughed: Thank you, Hong Jia! He became my first online friend and best friend! "I'll add you in, but you're my South Pole (NO1) now!"

Ever since Wen Bufan had gotten a few friends online, the girl's tenderness and curiosity had been ignited by the male netizens who knew how to chat.

Wen Bufan, the internet is a virtual reality, don't be too serious towards your netizens!

When Wen Bufan heard this, she would always laugh and say, "To interact with these people, I feel that my knowledge in literature is increasing extremely quickly!"

Hong Jia said with a smile as if she was an expert, "Fan, please don't make a sad net love for yourself, I'm afraid you'll blame me for the rest of my life!"

Wen Bufan said without lifting her head, "How is that possible?" She was lost in the internet chat.

Hong Jia sighed, "Hai, a house girl! Okay, let's go to the basketball court and watch the handsome guy alone! It would be weird if you could stay in the computer room all day and not die from boredom! "

A sixteen year old Wen Bufan, and a guy called Canghai Mingyue, were chatting quite well with each other. Wen Bufan was a rookie, so her curiosity was quite strong.

He was a university student from this city who studied computers and loved literature. From time to time, he would give Wen Bufan a passage with exceptional literary skills, making Wen Bufan feel that this person was simply a descendant from the Literary God. She was full of admiration and eagerly wanted to meet this expert.

The expert refused her requests again and again. Wen Bufan was unwilling, so the expert ignored her. Wen Bufan could not resist her curiosity and secretly checked her ID, which was pestered by Wen Bufan again and again.

At last the other party could not bear her insistence, and promised her that they could only meet if she was in danger. This time, he finally gave her his phone number, and said that he hoped she would not be too disappointed when they met. The more it was like this, the more curious Wen Bufan became.

Wen Bufan said, how could that be? As long as the 18-year-old boy is healthy, up, and you do not have to become a couple friends, why should I be disappointed!

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"Fan Fan, do you know how sad I am to lend you your handkerchief? "No matter how amazing Chopin is, he won't be able to make me feel sad!" Red Sugar said sadly.

"TangTang, broke love?" Wen Bufan said with a smile. Wen Bufan's appreciation of this fashionable girl who had advanced forward was mixed with a little bit of boredom. There were many times when she was too self-centered and didn't know how to humbly allow others to do as they pleased.

Losing my love is just a joke. Just because of that one sentence, wuu, my relationship with my parents has become tense. They are fierce, and directly want to cut off my cooking." "Red Sugar said sadly.

"Isn't that simple? Wouldn't it be fine if you just made a few mistakes with them? Are you really that pitiful of your parents? You definitely hurt them." After this period of time, they would definitely regret it. Besides, they have a duty to raise you at least until you're eighteen. " Wen Bufan looked at Hong Jia seriously.

"I want to go wandering. I just don't want to apologize to them. Why do I have to feel wronged? I can earn money by myself! It's not up to them to support it, hmph! " Red Sugar looked up, tears streaming down her face.

"TangTang, don't be impulsive, can you tell me where you're going?" Wen Bufan was afraid that she would really leave. And brown sugar is the kind of girl who has a strong and headstrong personality.

Fan Fan, lend me a thousand yuan, I know that, in the past, I've never been too kind to you, and you're the only one I can only think of, and you're the only friend I can think of, and I'm going to Shanghai, and I'm going to New York, and I'm going to Washington, and I'm going to make them regret, and I'm going to become famous, and I'm going to become a big star, and when I'm famous, I'll repay you tens of thousands of times. The little girl practically stomped her feet before she finished speaking. Her pitiful and tearful face revealed a determined look.

She was stylish and beautiful, and she wore branded clothes, a Chanel blue lace dress, and black headdress shoes. In addition to her tall stature, she was tall, straight and elegant. Although she was only 15 or 16 years old, she looked like an 18 or 19 year old girl.

"TangTang, I'm really sorry, I don't have much pocket money, I just bought a snow-covered down jacket last month, I only have 200 yuan worth of living expenses this month, I really can't take out any more money. "How about you rest in my bed for a while, and then I'll go find some friends to borrow it. I'll help you think of a way!" Wen Bufan said earnestly, she really wanted to tease her, You want me to snatch it? Where can I get a thousand dollars? However, after considering it over and over again, she endured it. She didn't dare to say it out loud, so she walked out the door.

"Fine, Fan Fan, I'll wait for your good news." Red Sugar said dispiritedly. She threw herself on the bed and was filled with emotion. It was a kind of happiness to have parents to love her.

Wen Bufan was a good child, she would coax her parents to be happy, and for the sake of her children, she would go to high school, accompany them to study, go to high school, and accompany them to study. The two from my home only know how to earn money from morning to night, and never took any time out to accompany me. This was not what they wanted, it was not what they wanted … today was really a coincidence, Fan Fan Fan's mother went back to his hometown.

Wen Bufan walked out of the door and directly went downstairs to hide on another step. She hesitated and took out her phone, whether he should call him or not, it's for Hong Jia, not for herself, other than him, I really don't know who else to disturb. Would you like to hear his voice? Thinking about this, Wen Bufan finally pulled out the phone of the netizen who had been on her phone for half a month.

"Hello." Just as he said that, Wen Bufan's face turned completely red.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?" At the other end of the phone, Canghai was a little impatient.

"It's like this, my real name is Wen Bufan, I have a classmate who is at the Wen Group and is at loggerheads with his parents, wanting to run away from home to borrow money from me, but I don't have it, I don't know how to help her, and I don't have a phone number for her parents either. "I don't know what to do." Wen Bufan said anxiously.

"Uh, that's very simple. To your school teachers, it's best to call your class teacher. He should have your classmates' parents' number and tell him about your classmates. He will definitely help you." A drop in the ocean.

"Un, that is a good idea. Why didn't I think of it? "It might have been her that fooled me earlier, thank you for reminding me …" Wen Bufan hung up the phone and called her teacher.