Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 33 Han Shuang Self-Directed and Acted
It was drizzling and the sky was overcast.

After the French sycamore trees on Jin'an Street were wet by the rain, the tender green leaves looked like new growth.

Holding a black umbrella, Huo Qi narrowed his steps and followed the girl side by side.

The rain hit the umbrella surface'patapata', and the leaves blown by the breeze rustled.

The girl was carrying a bag, and she was in a good mood, because she completed ten illustrations and sent them to Director Yin's mailbox.

After handing in the drawing, the mountain that weighed on Jiang Niannian's heart disappeared.

"What are you smirking at?" Huo Qi's bruises faded a lot, and the redness in his eyes disappeared.

Last night, Jiang Niannian pressed his temples, and the Lord fell asleep before she pressed them, but she fell asleep first.

Huo Qi rested her head on his arm, smelling the fragrance of her hair, his tensed temples relaxed completely.

He understood now that as long as he hugged Jiang Niannian to sleep, he would not have nightmares.

Although a bit ridiculous, but Thaksin believed.

The man didn't dare to move too much, he lightly hugged the girl's soft waist in the middle of the night, and suddenly remembered that she had put ointment on her waist, so he could only hug her.

Huo Qi, who had a good night's sleep, was naturally in a beautiful mood, but at this moment, Jiang Niannian, who was sharing an umbrella, why did the corners of his mouth curl up?

Jiang Niannian glanced at him coquettishly from the side, the corners of her mouth continued to bend, and she looked straight ahead.

Huo Qi raised the corners of his mouth, he liked it inexplicably.

Maybe it's the slight rain, the scenery is good, or maybe it's the beautiful woman beside her, with a smile on her face.

"It's raining, you should go back early, I won't lose it, and you don't need to follow me to and from school."

Huo Qi gave her the umbrella, his brows and eyes curved: "I want to watch closely, can't I?"

Jiang Niannian twisted his waist: "Can you stop saying such things."

The girl's face turned pink, and Huo Qi smiled and bent over.

Seeing Jiang Niannian walking into the campus Hu, he braved the drizzle and ran back along the street.

As soon as he entered the campus, Jiang Niannian could feel the stares from many sides, very unfriendly, and many girls whispered.

Although he didn't quite understand what he was talking about, Jiang Niannian had an intuition that it had something to do with him.

The discomfort became more intense after Jiang Niannian walked into the third class classroom.

Usually she was noisy when she entered the classroom, but today it was quiet.

Jiang Niannian walked to his seat, only to find that the tables and chairs had fallen to the ground, and books were scattered everywhere.

Just when she frowned in surprise, Wei Fu suddenly slapped the table and stood up: "Jiang Niannian, why did you hit Han Shuang?"

"I didn't expect you to be so vicious. When you just transferred here, you beat Han Shuang just because of the name of school belle."

Han Shuang again?

Listening to his words, this rumor can be said to intensify.

Jiang Niannian had some headaches, why is this woman haunted, finding faults every day, not repeating the same thing every day.

All the boys in the class stared at her, as if she needed an explanation.

"First of all, it was Han Shuang who led someone to beat me first. At most, we fought each other."

"Fight each other? Who will believe it? Are you injured at all?"

Well, Jiang Niannian is now facing a room full of boys, and it is impossible to lift his clothes to prove it.

There was chatter in the classroom.

"Did you watch the live broadcast of Brother Hui blocking Jiang Niannian yesterday? It is said that Brother Hui blocked Jiang Niannian because Jiang Niannian beat Han Shuang."

"I think we have to listen to what Jiang Niannian has to say about this matter. Don't talk too much." As the deputy monitor, Yao Tu's words are still useful.

Wei Fu was furious. Everyone knew that he liked Han Shuang from the second class. At this moment, he got up and operated on the projector.

Jiang Niannian listened and seemed to understand why the whole school looked at her like a jackal.

At this moment, the projector started to play the screen recording of brother Hui's live broadcast yesterday, and the whole class three replayed it again.

After Jiang Niannian came home yesterday, she went to find Huo Qi after finishing her drawing. She hasn't looked at her phone until now, so this is the first time she's watching this live recording.

When she saw this screen recording, she sneered and shrugged, feeling speechless.

How could anyone be so stupid?

Find someone to teach her a lesson, and even start a live broadcast.

Isn't this a thief calling catch a thief?

After the live recording was played, Jiang Niannian applauded: "It's a good show."

She shook her head, but the whole class couldn't come up with a brain.

"I was thinking, who would be the person who recorded the screen? I know Guo Hui is because Han Shuang blocked me."

"It should be someone from our school, maybe we can narrow the scope a little more, it's the person who fought with me that day, or... it's Han Shuang."

The whole class looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling incredible.

"The live broadcast is a premeditated atrocity incident. If no one comes out to help in the end, I dare not guess the consequences."

Jiang Niannian still feels chills when he mentions it now.

The classroom was quiet for a while, and Wei Fu immediately retorted: "It was you who hit Han Shuang first, and you have no evidence to say that the person who broadcast live was Han Shuang."

"Just check the ID and you'll know." Jiang Niannian was so sure because he saw a familiar sports car passing by in the live broadcast.

If you read it right, it was the sports car that Han Shuang sat in after school yesterday.

When it comes to ID checking, the whole class is silent. They are not programmers, so they are not very good at such things.

Jiang Niannian supported the table and chairs, put down her schoolbag, walked up to the podium calmly, and turned on the desktop computer.

The girl's ten fingers fluttered on the keyboard.

The whole class looked at the screen projected by the projector, and a series of codes scrolled on the black screen.

Many students stared with their mouths wide open.

Finally, the address of the ID was displayed on the screen, and it was actually in Yajin Academy of Fine Arts.

But I can't be sure that it's Han Shuang, I can only say that Jiang Niannian's guess is half right.

Facing the evidence of Jiang Niannian's effectiveness, many people in the classroom have turned against him. Many people think that yesterday's live broadcast was not recorded by passers-by.

However, Wei Fu on one side is obviously a love brain, and he refused to admit it: "You still haven't proved that this live broadcast was recorded by Han Shuang."

Jiang Niannian raised her eyebrows helplessly. She learned this code from a friend in country R, ​​and it was just superficial.

She swept the bridge of her nose: "You want to know if it's Han Shuang, it's not impossible."

Wei Fu's footsteps were a little wobbly, he might also be afraid to find out that it was really Han Shuang in the end.

"Jiang Niannian, you are so good and know how to code, why don't you just adjust the positioning in more detail." Yao Tun looked at Jiang Niannian with eyes full of admiration.

Jiang Niannian pursed her lips, she was already cornered, so she had no choice but to take out her mobile phone and make an overseas call to Zhou Mochen.

There was a surprised boy's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Jiang Niannian, you finally called me. Do you know that I'm going to die in a hurry. Where are you now? I'll go find you."

Jiang Niannian didn't talk nonsense with him: "Do me a favor, get this ID address accurate."

Zhou Mochen sat up straight immediately: "I didn't study hard when I was teaching you, but now if you encounter problems, come to me."

"You have to thank me for not remembering, otherwise how would I call you."

"Yes, it makes sense, I'll send you in 2 minutes."

Two minutes later, a precise location was displayed on the screen, showing that the ID address was in Class One and Two of Yajin Academy of Fine Arts, which was next door.

All the people in the third class turned their backs, only Wei Fu looked at the screen incredulously, and murmured, "Impossible, impossible."

Just when he was still clinging to it, Duan Dian walked into the classroom with a serious expression: "It's Han Shuang, I have a photo."

(End of this chapter)