White fingers tapped the phone screen, tapping gently and casually.
Yan Zhixu V: [No love, no ambiguity, do you know what it means to mix with shallots and tofu? Picture.jpg]
Illustrated release.
I ignored the reaction of the melon eaters, put the phone on the bedside table after setting it to silent mode, went to the small bookcase, took out an economics book, spread it out, and read it while lying on the bed.
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On the other side, a five-star hotel.
In the suite on the top floor, just as Rong Cheng was about to take a shower after exercising, the phone rang in the quiet room.
He swiped the screen to answer, and before he uttered a word, he was greeted with a crackling scolding, and the beautiful national essence filled his ears.
"Rongcheng, you son of a tortoise, you can't be like this without a bottom line. People say that rabbits don't eat grass on the edge of the nest. How can you pry the corner of this brother's woman?"
"Don't say that you can't tell that Shi Mo likes Yan Zhixu. You dare to have an affair with her. Are you really not afraid that Shi Mo will dissect you with a scalpel?"
Hearing Sheng Jinyun's series of roars and curses, Rong Cheng took the phone away from his ears.
While answering the phone, he flipped through the buzzing scandals on the Internet. Driven by major marketing accounts, the hot search index kept soaring, and he was about to become the first place.
Wait until the person on the other side is tired of scolding before saying, "Remove, it's all nonsense, I'll post a blog to clarify it right away."
Seeing Rong Cheng's sincere attitude, Sheng Jinyun cursed a few more words in frustration before hanging up the phone.
The scolding sound disappeared, he raised his hand to rub his swollen forehead, and then picked up a white towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead after exercising.
He unscrewed the cap of a bottle of mineral water, took a few sips to quench his thirst, put down the bottle, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to clarify.
Rongcheng V: [Currently still single, if I fall in love in the future, I will tell the fans who love me as soon as possible. 】
Two microblogs were sent out at the same time, and a farce was ended and the curtain came to an end.
Although it is a fake melon, netizens still eat it with relish, and the topic comment area is full of speculation and suspicion.
[My dear, this wave of clarification is so fast, this melon is cold before it is warmed up. 】
[Uh...I don't know if you found out. When the scandal with Hua Shiying was rumored, Rong Yingdi didn't clarify it. How could it be Yan Zhixu's turn to clarify it immediately? scratching his head puzzled.jpg]
[Cough cough cough... I boldly jumped on the prophet, I think Rong Cheng just likes Hua Shiying. 】
【Can you stop guessing? The actor Rong has said that he will notify our fans if he is in a relationship. Speechless.jpg]
[Fortunately, fortunately, the scandal between Master Xu and Rongcheng is false. When I first saw it, my tears almost drowned my family. 】
...
Jinchuan University, evening self-study.
The teacher is talking about key knowledge on the podium, and the students in the class are all focused and staring at the blackboard.
It was the third year of high school, and when it came to the most critical sprint point, none of the students slackened.
But Yan Jinxiu, who was sitting in the corner, was obviously an exception, flipping through Weibo with his mobile phone in his hand.
When he saw Yan Zhixu and Rong Cheng's clarification on Weibo, he pouted and turned off his phone when he was about to open his mouth to greet the other's ancestor in the eighteenth generation.
Just as Yan Jinxiu raised his head, the teacher who was still on the podium unknowingly walked to his side.
The teacher held a test paper in his hand and stared at him condescendingly, "Yan Jinxiu, go and finish the question on the blackboard."
Others in the class: "..."
That question is a bit difficult, if the school bully can't do it, he will be trained.
"Okay."
Yan Jinxiu stood up from his seat, strode up to the podium, glanced at the question, and picked up the white chalk brush to do the question.
The students in the class noticed that the teacher was staring at the blackboard, the gloomy face gradually became clearer, and the corners of his mouth raised a satisfied smile.
Guys: Damn, this world is magical.