Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Chapter 49 Dirty Building (13)

"No."

Xia Lingge answered sincerely.

The boy choked at what she said, let go of the hand holding her clothes, and waved impatiently: "Let's go, let's not get in our way."

He picked up the basketball and ran back to the court. Xia Lingge looked at their jumping and running backs and turned around and walked back to the teaching building. According to what the boy said, he found the Chinese Department. Several students had already arrived in the classroom, dressed very brightly. She walked to a seat by the window and sat down, turning her head sideways, and her current appearance was reflected on the glass.

She has pretty features and is wearing a clean white dress. Her expression is a little childish and a little shy, just like a good girl sitting in the front row of class and listening carefully.

Is this the original Xu Rongrong?

But why does she become 'her'?

She was holding her chin in thought when a bustling sound suddenly came from the classroom. She didn't take time to look at it, but someone slapped the table in front of her. She looked up and was suddenly stunned:

"you?"

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Sicheng and He Zhinian stood in front of the high-rise building, their eyes still looking like bumpkins who had just entered the city. Next to them, Zhao Tiancheng took off his sunglasses, casually threw the car keys in his hands to the waiter, and said to them: "Come in."

"Brother Zhao, where are you?" He Zhinian asked confused.

Zhao Tiancheng also looked up: "Can't you see? KTV." He walked straight in and the door opened automatically, "Don't you want to know about Qin Keqing? I know that one person may be able to help, but you have to do it Very well prepared mentally.”

He took the two of them up the elevator and went straight to the eighth floor. He asked the waiter and walked to the most private room in the corridor. As soon as he opened the door, colorful neon lights were spinning, cheers, laughter, and the sound of clinking wine glasses. One after another.

"Brother Zhao!"

Someone shouted loudly. Zhao Tiancheng and the person who called him hugged each other, turned around and asked, "Where is my sister?"

The man shouted: "Sister Qing, Brother Zhao is looking for you."

Among the crowd in the private room, a girl with delicate makeup sitting on the soft leather sofa softly exhaled white mist. She raised her eyelids and looked Zhao Tiancheng up and down, and then hummed softly: "Is the sun coming out in the west today? You can actually Come to me?"

Zhao Tiancheng sat not far from her: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Qingqing didn't even think about it: "I have no money."

"Not money."

Zhao Tiancheng raised his hand, revealing Sicheng and He Zhinian who were a little reserved behind him, "These two are my good brothers. They want to see you if they have something to do."

"Young handsome guy."

Zhao Qingqing's eyes immediately lit up, "What do you want from me?"

Zhao Tiancheng's eyes twitched: "Sister, you don't have this attitude when I usually come to you."

"Go away, can that be the same?" Zhao Qingqing rolled her eyes at him, then smiled at Si Cheng who was not far away, "What do you want to know, little handsome guy?"

Si Cheng felt a little uncomfortable when she looked at her. He turned his head to avoid the fiery gaze and said softly: "I want to ask, do you know Qin Keqing?"

"Qin Keqing."

Upon hearing the name, Zhao Qingqing's enthusiasm suddenly faded by half, and she blew out another puff of white mist, and then cut off the cigarette she was holding: "It's not impossible to know about her, but you have to meet my request first. "

They are truly siblings, even their annoying opening remarks are almost the same...

Sicheng and He Zhinian had this idea pop up in their minds at the same time, but they agreed very happily: "Sure, billiards, Taekwondo, etc., no problem."

"Do I look like such a vulgar person?" Zhao Qingqing rolled her eyes, stood up and grabbed the microphone from her companion's hand. "You want to sing with me, and you have to sing to the fullest!" He Zhinian was stunned: "Is it that simple?"

"Simple?" Zhao Tiancheng looked like "You are still too young," "Just wait and hear."

……

"Death! I want it all - love! No! Dry! Dry! Fully - no pain! Fast! Lots of feelings! Deep - only in this way! Is it enough to express my feelings - ahhhh!"

Zhao Qingqing's singing cannot be said to be tone-deaf, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with the pitch.

Zhao Tiancheng lowered his head in pain and turned to look at the two people who were also in pain: "I said, I suffered this crime because of you two. You must remember to repay me in the future."

Sicheng's lowered eyes changed, but his tone remained low and gentle: "What does Brother Zhao need us to do?"

Zhao Tiancheng snorted softly: "You will know later."

After Zhao Qingqing finished singing "Love Even If You Die", she sang "The Most Dazzling National Style" and she walked off the stage wantonly, "How was it?"

"Good!" He Zhinian was very appreciative. "This is definitely the most unique, impressive, and unforgettable cover I've ever heard. It's simply unparalleled. I...I simply don't know how to praise it."

Zhao Qingqing proudly flipped up her wavy hair: "Of course."

"Sister Qing." Si Cheng said, "Can you answer our questions now?"

Zhao Qingqing's smile faded: "It's really disappointing." She picked up the champagne on the table and drank it in one gulp, "Tell me what you want to ask Qin Keqing."

Sicheng said: "She and her boyfriend."

"What's your love history?" Zhao Qingqing glanced at him meaningfully, "Young handsome boy, you have really strong taste."

Sicheng shook his head and pushed down He Zhinian who was watching the excitement with unusual firmness: "I asked for him."

He Zhinian: "???"

He Zhinian: "I learn so fast."

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Qingqing leaned on the sofa with interest, shook the glass and said, "I did play with her for a while when I was a freshman. There were many boys chasing her, but none of them liked her. You said she Boyfriend? Give me some tips?"

Sicheng said: "My surname is Fang."

"Oh!"

Zhao Qingqing suddenly thought of something, and a mocking and playful smile appeared on her lips. She stretched out her fingertips to brush the hair hanging down her shoulders: "If it is that matter, that matter was suppressed by her rich father and did not make a fuss. But we enjoyed eating it in private."

"We must talk about the love history between Qin Keqing and Fang. There is also a key figure in it, Qin Keqing's cousin, Xu Rongrong."

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The girl in front of her was wearing an expensive short-sleeved T-shirt and a miniskirt. She bent her fingertips and tapped on the table. She stared at Xia Lingge with arrogance and boredom: "Get out of here! This is my place."

Xia Lingge looked at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar girl in front of him and asked hesitantly: "Qin Keqing?"

"Are you stupid?" Qin Keqing reached out and grabbed her shoulders and pulled her outwards with all her strength, "I just gave you a good look for two days and you forgot who you are."

The rest of the people in the classroom laughed quietly at the excitement. Xia Lingge glanced around and saw the school motto - Shu De, posted on the back wall of the classroom.

"This is Shude University?" she asked.

Qin Keqing looked at her with an even more disgusting look, "What kind of new way of pretending to be pitiful is this? Country bumpkin."

(End of this chapter)