The apex pet of the sick lady

Chapter 101

Fan Changyan and Qiao Shuo were also woken up.

The two stared at Jiang Xitian's expression.

Jiang Xitian looked at the chapter post on the campus post bar, turned it up and down a few times, frowned in confusion, and raised her head with a blank expression, "I really don't know what's going on."

"Bring the phone." Fang Wei asked Jiang Xitian for the phone, and directly added the QQ number mentioned on the post bar.

Jiang Xitian and the other three got off the bed and surrounded Fang Wei.

Friend requests are accepted in almost seconds.

Fang Wei sent a message.

[? ? ? ]

The QQ account looked like it was newly created, and the nickname was a garbled character.

Opposite seconds back.

[Vote for Jiang Xitian, one thousand votes. ]
Jiang Xitian: ...

Fang Wei, Fan Changyan, Qiao Shuo: ...

The three raised their heads and stared at Jiang Xitian's face.

Jiang Xitian said that she really didn't know what was going on.

Fang Wei turned off the phone and did not reply to that QQ number.

Fan Changyan was no longer interested, and turned to walk to his own bed, "Maybe it's some local tyrant who likes sweet girls, don't worry about it, go to sleep."

Fang Wei and Qiao Shuo seemed to accept this explanation.

Qiao Shuo turned his head and walked to his bed.

Jiang Xitian observed his expression and found that he was a little unhappy.

He pursed his slender and beautiful lips, lay down on his bed, pulled the quilt over his head, stretched out his tender white hands from under the quilt, took the mobile phone by the bed, and put it back under the quilt.

Like a thief.

The light from the mobile phone was on under the quilt, illuminating the boy's fair and lovely face.

Jiang Xitian browsed around the post bar, but found no other clues. The person who posted the post was anonymous, and a senior from the computer department posted a comment, saying that he had not found out the real identity of the person who posted the post.

Jiang Xitian felt weird all day.

A strange classmate gave her so much money to help her out, and a stranger bought him a ticket. Although he didn't care about the name of the grass, this behavior seemed to be helping him.

Could it be that he is... Huo Shun today?
Jiang Xitian thought about it in a daze, and clicked on Weibo.

The first thing to do when you click on Weibo is to check whether the only person you follow has posted a Weibo.

I knew it was impossible.

She probably forgot that she has Weibo!

Thinking of Jiang Xitian makes me feel depressed!

It's so hard to be a fan...it's even harder to be a fan of God Y!

After clicking on her Weibo, Jiang Xitian instantly noticed something different and was stunned.

The 'TA Concern' generally shows 0.

Today it shows '1'.

Jiang Xi's sweet and tender red lips pursed into a straight line, he wanted to see who this person was!
Click on 'TA's attention'.

——@江学习.

Jiang Xitian:? ! ! !
Classmate Jiang was stunned.

Then he bounced off the bed with a bang.

"boom!"

"Hiss..." The elated classmate Jiang covered his head, physiological tears overflowed from his painfully clear eyes, and stared at the phone without blinking.

Fan Changyan was woken up and said in a daze, "Don't make noise..."

Jiang Xi pursed her lips sweetly, then sneaked back to lie down and got under the quilt.

He couldn't take his eyes off the phone, his eyes sparkling.

God Y, follow me?

Jiang Xitian clutched her knocked head, not dreaming.
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[-]:[-] pm the next day
Grass selection for the Department of Music is over.

No.1 is Qiao Shuo, Jiang Xitian lost the No.2.

Although he lost the election, he is now more famous in school than Qiao Shuo.

After all, there are very few young people who don't play with mobile phones nowadays.

We all know that there is a local tyrant in Tieba who likes Jiang Xitian, and once supported the person he liked with a price of one thousand per vote.

It's just that the local tyrant is anonymous, and I don't know which department she is from, whether she is male or female.

Friday.

Girls' dormitory 601.
It is a fable that one person finished recording today's work in the dormitory, and did not exit the chat room immediately.

The group is chatting.

[Fengrun (producer): brain pain jpg.]

[Fengrun (producer): Xiaoxi's candidate has not been decided yet, and it will be his turn soon, can you help? ! ]

The male lead of Xiaoxi's radio drama has not been decided yet.

Xiaoxi's character is a teenager with a mental illness. He didn't say a few words in the early stage, but it's easy to make up later.

That's why the crew started filming before the male lead was decided.

The main thing is not to delay.

Who can delay God Y's time?

[Xiao Le (management): It's not that we don't help, you are not satisfied with so many people choosing you...]
[Fengrun: (producer): They can't match the feeling I want. ]
[Sister Taotao: (screenwriter): I have listened to a few, but I am not very satisfied. ]
[Xiao Le: (management): You are too demanding, cover your face jpg.]

Fable watched the conversation, recalling Xiaoxi's character design in his mind, putting his slender and white fingertips on the keyboard, and typing.

[God Y (Sister Xijun): Screenshot]

[God Y (Sister Xijun): How about this? ]

Fable's sudden speech made the group quiet for a few seconds.

The screenshot she sent was from Jiang’s Weibo page.

[Lele (management): God Y hasn't left yet? ]

[God Y (Sister Xijun): Yes. ]
[Fengrun (producer): May I ask, this classmate Jiang and God Y are...]
Fengrun was afraid that classmate Jiang was a related family, and if his words were inappropriate, it would be bad to offend God Y.

[God Y (Sister Xi Jun): I am his fan. ]
[Lele (management): @fengrun, you don't know? !It was lively in the circle for most of the night yesterday, because God Y, who doesn't even remember Weibo, followed people for the first time. ]
[Lele (management): Smile jpg.]

As soon as this topic came out, the other supporting actors also bubbled up, saying that they all knew about it.

Fengrun, who doesn't play Weibo very much, doesn't know about it.

He focuses on his work.

After hesitating for a while, he finally decided to tell the truth.

[Fengrun (producer): God Y, during the early preparations, we considered this classmate Jiang. After all, his boyish voice is still very famous, but we listened to it, it was too pure, and it didn't match Xiaoxi's personality. He was not invited to audition. ]
Xiaoxi's life experience is miserable, and she has that kind of deep and gloomy voice of a teenager.

However, student Jiang's voice is still in line with Xiaoxi's later stage.

[God Y (Sister Xijun): Try it. ]
Fengrun was silent for a few seconds, and replied [OK].

After exiting the chat room, Ying Rui came back.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and Qi Luoli and Gao Qiong had already gone home.

Ying Rui pushed open the door and saw that the fable was still there, she was slightly taken aback, "You haven't come home yet?"

"Well, let's deal with something."

Fable closed the notebook and put it in the bag, and began to pack her mobile phone, earphones, wallet, and vacuum flask.

She was tall, standing by the bed, the sun came in from the outside, casting a long and thin shadow behind her.

Her skin is snow-white, her black hair hangs loosely behind her, her facial features are delicate, and her long eyelashes curve gently, making her so beautiful that she looks as if her whole body will shine.

Ying Rui was packing her things, when she accidentally turned her head and saw this picture, she froze for a moment.

The atmosphere is quiet.

For a while no one spoke.

Until Fable packed up her things and left with her bag, before leaving, she said, "I'm leaving first. Recently, I received a few projects that are very suitable for you. I sent them to the group. Take a look."

(End of this chapter)