Has the little cannon fodder become the richest man today?

Chapter 32 237 Messages

Bai Muye tilted his head slightly, turned around with a serious face and walked towards his room.

In his mind was the look in Shen Xingchen's eyes just now, which made him inexplicable, what his niece said in his room last night was really serious.

It's not that she's too inflated and too talkative, she really intends to come back with a champion.

Aunt Liu also went downstairs quietly, picked up her mobile phone and began to search on Zhihu: How should college students supplement their brains?

Shen Xingchen is very focused on everything he does, including his studies.

With [-]% concentration, she is very efficient in picking up her junior high school homework.

Indulging in studying, the time passed quickly, and when she finished the first part of the study plan, Shen Xingchen stopped, closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose to relax.

I glanced at the time, it was past five o'clock, and my father was coming back from get off work soon.

After closing the book, Shen Xingchen tidied it up, picked up his phone and opened WeChat to send Bai Muye a WeChat message asking him to come back for dinner.

When I opened my finger, I accidentally slipped to find it. Looking at it, I thought I was dazzled by studying for too long.

237 new messages.

In her memory, there had never been so many new messages in her circle of friends, and it was still in the short three hours of her study.

So unscientific!
Shen Xingchen's face full of black question marks, all of them came from a person with a colorful Shamat hairstyle who can barely be called a beautiful boy's profile picture.

Shen Xingchen: "..."

She had reason to suspect that it was her family's second-rate little uncle who went to the Internet cafe to play games in order to beat the jet lag. He was bored and purposely used this username in Moments to connotate her!
Clicking on the other party's chat dialog box with black lines all over his head, he froze.

Shen Xingchen couldn't help blinking, looking at the clear conversation.

It turned out to be Huo... Ling Feng? !

What did he think? !
Shen Xingchen was a little dumbfounded.

With such a pure personality, I probably didn't recognize him just now, so he ran to change.

However, the frigid and big guy style is just against him. This 360-degree non-mainstream user name and avatar through the [-]-degree non-mainstream style, can normal people not use it?

It's too hot to look at!

Shen Xingchen quickly changed his note to his name.

It was much better visually before closing the dialog box and clicking back on the message again to see what Huo Lingfeng replied to himself.

Soon, Shen Xingchen couldn't bear to look directly and covered his face.

She wanted to swear.

This time it was not aimed at Huo Lingfeng, but at the original body.

Just now, she complained about Huo Lingfeng's incomprehensible unorthodox hot eyes, and she saw what it meant to be as high as one mountain in Yuanshen's former circle of friends.

I also instantly got to know why Huo Lingfeng, a cute little girl, has such a sudden change in painting style!
As the chief culprit, she couldn't touch her forehead!

Looking at Huo Lingfeng again, it seemed that he was reviewing, from top to bottom, he liked and commented one by one.

Every comment can make people feel the strong taste of rainbow fart.

But you look like a rainbow fart, but you can feel his sincerity between the lines.

Sincere girl! !

Facing the selfie with the hot eyes of the original body, the fanciful boast looks good, which can only be done through a planetary filter!
Shen Xingchen was heartbroken and deleted while reading the comments.

From top to bottom, after deleting the last item, Shen Xingchen decisively clicked on Huo Lingfeng's dialog box. In order to reflect her mood at the moment, she chose the voice.

In the manor, for a whole afternoon, Jiang Yan watched Mr. Huo holding his mobile phone, flipping through the circle of friends that Shen Xingchen sent with more spicy eyes.

When he saw the first one, he couldn't look directly at the second one.

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(End of this chapter)