Chapter 303
Qiao Yan narrowed her eyes as she watched the car go away.

Okay, these two people dare to come out on a date in an open and aboveboard manner!
He Wei kept staring at Qiao Yan's expression, a little unsure: "Is that person really Boshen?"

Qiao Yan nodded.

He Wei stared: "Who is that man walking next to him?"

"What do you say?"

He Wei already had guesses in her heart, and looked at Qiao Yan in disbelief: "Is it his boyfriend?"

Qiao Yan nodded, and He Wei's expression became richer.

"I saw that man was quite tall, taller than any QY team member."

He Wei tentatively asked, "So Bo Qi's boyfriend is not a member of QY."

Qiao Yan did not deny it.

He Wei continued to speculate: "Professional players spend most of their time in training every day, and it is impossible for Boqi to get in touch with outsiders, so his boyfriend cannot be someone other than QY."

Turning her head quickly, He Wei suddenly thought of something, and tentatively asked: "Isn't it?"

She already guessed who it was, but couldn't believe it.

Qiao Yan nodded to her: "Don't doubt, just guess boldly."

He Wei shook her head: "Impossible, the cp I knocked on is obviously not them!"

"How could Baoshen and Zhao Ye be together? The two of them are not compatible at all."

"Zhao Ye is so old, they..."

The more He Wei talked, the more depressed she became.

"So sad, I want to cry so much."

Qiao Yan didn't understand: "So sad?"

He Wei pursed her mouth: "You don't understand, there is nothing in this world that makes people more sad than knocking on a pair of fake CPs."

"I'd rather be broken up and want my CP to be together."

Qiao Yan didn't understand: "Zhao Ye is actually quite a nice person."

He Wei refused to listen: "No, I can't accept anything you say now."

As he spoke, he took off all the dolls hanging on his body.

"These things don't make me happy anymore. I don't have the strength to hold them anymore. I want to give them away."

As he spoke, he looked at the children passing by who were looking at them enviously, and just wanted to send them off.

Qiao Yan said lightly: "I won this for you."

He Wei thought about it for a while and then gave up, carrying the doll on her back with a depressed face.

"I announce that starting today I will take off my fans."

Qiao Yan didn't understand what the people in their fan circle thought, so she shook her head helplessly.

Back at school, He Wei put down her things and got on the bed, covered the quilt and became depressed, while beating the bed.

Qiao Yan also had something on her mind, so she took out her mobile phone and called Bo Qi.

The call was connected after a while, and Bo Qi's laughter came from the receiver: "Why did Team Qiao remember to call me today?"

"I saw you near the amusement park today." Qiao Yan said lightly.

The person on the other side of the phone fell silent for a moment.

"Team Joe..."

"Not only did I see it, but your fans saw it too."

Bo Qi panicked: "Won't someone be photographed?"

"That's not the case, but if you continue to do this, it will be a matter of time before someone discovers you."

"We just went to eat and behaved very carefully."

"Fans magnify all your details."

Bo Qi was silent again.

He Wei pricked up her ears when the phone call was just connected, and now she even listened to their conversation, and secretly lifted the quilt.

Qiao Yan was lecturing, when she suddenly saw He Wei's movements, she couldn't help feeling amused.

"Today I witnessed with my own eyes the scene where your iron fans lost fans."

He Wei who was mentioned was suddenly anxious: "I didn't take off my fan, I was just joking."

Bo Qi on the phone also heard it, and didn't know what to say. Qiao Yan's expression changed, and she said something about the game, and then hung up the phone.

He Wei stared at her displeased: "Why do you tell Bo Shen everything?"

"Didn't you say it yourself?"

He Wei was silent.

After a while, he muttered again: "I'm just talking.

Said emphatically and sighed heavily: "Actually, I thought about it, Zhao Ye is just Zhao Ye, as long as God Bao likes it."

Looking at Qiao Yan: "Don't talk nonsense to God Bo, I'm not a fan."

He took out his mobile phone angrily: "Now my motivation is to destroy Wang Bei. I can't fully accept the matter of God Bo, so let me take it easy."

Qiao Yan admires her character very much, she will never be stubborn on one thing, and will find ways to make herself happy.

Seeing that she had turned on the computer with great interest and began to organize the photos, she shook her head helplessly.

Half an hour later, He Wei finished the photo and looked at Qiao Yan with a smile: "Go to our school's post bar and have a look, there are surprises."

Before Qiao Yan opened it, she knew it must be about her dealing with Wang Bei, but she opened it anyway.

Sure enough, the photos were taken at the playground, and they were all intimate photos of Wang Bei and the woman who were afraid.

Left and right of the copywriting are Wang Bei's remarks about hooking up with senior female students and inappropriate behavior towards freshmen.

Qiao Yan smiled: "You've gotten into trouble."

He Wei was puzzled: "Why?"

"Regardless of whether these things are true or not, Wang Bei is a professor at University A. This has something to do with the reputation of University A. Don't forget that your father is the principal of University A, and the school's reputation has a lot to do with him."

He Wei was stunned, and it took a while to react.

But then shook his head: "I'm telling the truth, my father will understand me."

"Besides, I posted it anonymously, so my dad probably won't find out about me."

"Not always."

As soon as the voice was finished, the phone rang suddenly, and He Wei froze when she saw the caller ID.

"Qiao Yan, why are you so crow-mouthed!"

She dared not answer the phone.

"My dad is calling, what should I do?"

Qiao Yan raised her eyebrows calmly: "Go ahead."

"You said it lightly, but..."

"You've done everything, and you're still afraid that things will be exposed?"

He Wei's face collapsed: "Why don't you pick it up for me, just say that I'm not in the dormitory now."

As he spoke, he handed the phone to Qiao Yan, and pressed the answer button.

"He Wei, get the hell out of here!"

The headmaster's roar rang through the phone, Qiao Yan shrank her neck, and moved the phone away from her ears.

I didn't expect the always kind principal to have such a temper, so he quickly picked it up when he was puzzled.

"Hi principal, I'm Qiao Yan."

The phone was quiet for a while, and when he spoke again, the principal's tone calmed down: "It's classmate Qiao, where is He Wei?"

"She just went out."

There was another silence, and He Wei frantically gave Qiao Yan winks.

Qiao Yan said: "I don't know what's wrong with you, I'll tell her when she comes back."

"...Actually, it's nothing. I just want her to come to the office. I have something to ask her."

"It's about the post bar." Qiao Yan said.

The principal paused for a moment: "Yes, you read it too."

Qiao Yan responded: "I know, but it's not worth getting angry about."

"She posted a post to frame Professor Wang, isn't it worth getting angry?" the principal said angrily, "I know that stinky girl is right next to her, so give her the phone."

Qiao Yan wanted to hand it over, but He Wei shook her head desperately, looking at her in begging gestures with facial expressions.

Qiao Yan had no choice but to say: "Since it's a slander, let Professor Wang post the truth on the post bar. This will not only give her innocence, but also let He Wei understand the truth of the matter. When the matter is resolved, let her apologize to Wang Bei. , don’t make it known to everyone, what does the principal think?”

The principal was silent for a while, then sighed heavily: "Then I'll talk to Professor Wang again and see if he's willing to keep this matter private."

"Okay, wait for the good news from the principal."

With that said, Qiao Yan hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)

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