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Chapter 4 Can't think about it?

The next day, An Changqiu got up from the bed early. When he was a student, he still had to go to class. In his previous life, he didn't have to get up from the bed so early at all. Although he didn't feel tired physically, anyway It is also an extremely young body.

However, in this spirit, An Changqiu is still not used to it. After breakfast, An Changqiu walked towards the school. When An Changqiu came to the school, there were almost the same people in the classroom. It's all here.

The classmates in the class saw An Changqiu coming in with a schoolbag on his back, and the noisy classroom suddenly quieted down. Everyone looked at An Changqiu with weird eyes, making An Changqiu His brows were all wrinkled.

What are these guys trying to do by looking at me like this?An Changqiu was a little puzzled, ignored these people, and returned to his seat with his schoolbag.

"Changqiu, tell me the truth, are you overwhelmed with what you want to do?"

Seeing that An Changqiu was settled in the seat, Song Wanxin immediately turned her head and looked anxiously at An Changqiu in front of her, her eyes were full of concern.

Hearing these words, An Changqiu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Song Wanxin in confusion, "What do you say you can't think about it, what kind of behavior, I'm pretty good, why can't you think about it?"

Seeing that An Changqiu's expression didn't seem to be fake, Song Wanxin breathed a sigh of relief, then took out her mobile phone and handed it to An Changqiu.

"Here, look for yourself. You posted something in your live broadcast room to give fans a gift. Now it's all right. Everyone on Weibo thinks that you are going to commit suicide again."

An Changqiu took the phone and looked at the contents of the phone. Hearing what Song Wanxin said, his face immediately turned dark, and after seeing the contents on the phone, his face became even darker.

"What gift? Like last time, can't you commit suicide through a live broadcast?"

"Tsk tsk, today's young people really don't want to be good, they are so good, they can't think about it three times and four times, what are they trying to do, and they want to use this to win back Jing Ningyun's heart? With such an attitude towards life, who would dare to fight with him?" lifetime."

"If my daughter likes this type of person, it's okay, just break her leg."

"Why is this An Changqiu still lingering? Is it because he wants to catch the heat? Or does he want me, Jing Yun, to change his mind? Please take a good look at yourself. Is it okay to die?"

A series of Weibo posts were filled with cynicism and sarcasm. An Changqiu almost lost his temper when he saw these messages. He wanted to give his fans a gift. How did he end up committing suicide when he got here? Out of the minds of these people.

Didn't he just commit suicide once, and now it seems that whatever he does, he will want to commit suicide.

"Okay, I'm fine, don't worry about anything, if you really can't think about it, do you think I will come to class?"

An Changqiu handed the phone back, met Song Wanxin's worried eyes, then shook his head lightly, and comforted her.

Jing Ningyun looked at An Changqiu's calm eyes, and nodded slightly after a while, "I believe you, these are just rumors, as long as you cheer up, they will forget about this matter sooner or later."

An Changqiu nodded silently when he heard the words, and then sat down in his seat. After An Changqiu read the rumors on Weibo, if he said he was not angry, it would be a lie, but the current him, probably What do you mean, it will change its taste when it reaches the top.

Right now, the only way to dispel these rumors as soon as possible is to move out the movie quickly. Thinking of this, An Changqiu lowered his head and rethought what he thought yesterday. After thinking about it, he used his mobile phone to directly Type it in.

It wasn't until after class that An Changqiu put his phone in his pocket. The first class was for the Chinese teacher, Fang Yingliu, who was also their class teacher.

The head teacher still needs to respect it, otherwise it would be a matter of inviting him to drink coffee. An Changqiu also listened carefully in class. Fortunately, he accepted the memory of his ex, so he could listen to it.

But the teacher in charge, for some reason, kept looking at him from time to time, which made An Changqiu very puzzled. It wasn't until after class that the teacher in charge called him into the office. Only then did An Changqiu know why it was That's it.

"Teacher, I really don't want to think about it. Isn't it good to live? Why can't I think about it?"

Another person who was misled by Weibo, An Changqiu was extremely helpless. Facing the teacher who was beating around the bush and talking to him, An Changqiu couldn't wait to swear to God.

Seeing An Changqiu's appearance, the homeroom teacher didn't look like a fake, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and she felt very helpless. When she came to the school this morning, she was called by the principal, saying that she should pay more attention to it. An Changqiu.

Because the incidents on Weibo all went to the police station, and they specifically explained it over there, so that they can watch An Changqiu carefully, and don't make any troubles again.

After returning from the homeroom teacher, An Changqiu bowed his head and began to prepare his own plan. He had something on his mind, and An Changqiu was eager to finish class soon, and then after returning, he would be able to carry out his own plan.

In the midst of longing and anticipation, it finally came to the end of school time. Today is already Friday, and tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are both weekends. This time is suddenly abundant.

An Changqiu's heart was full of anticipation. After returning home, he hurriedly finished his meal, then hid in his room and began to fiddle with his things.

After confirming several times that there is no problem, An Changqiu took a deep breath, "System, you said my plan, will it succeed?" At the last moment, An Changqiu became a little uncertain. The voice was a little nervous.

"It can't be calculated, but everything has to be done before you can see the result."

The system's answer still didn't provide any useful suggestions. An Changqiu shook his head. After creating an author account on the founding website, he read the novel he had written and uploaded it directly according to the process. go up.

It was past ten o'clock at this moment, but Founder has intelligent identification, but after a while, An Changqiu received a message that the novel was successfully reviewed and the work has been successfully added to the Founder's website.

Looking at this scene, An Changqiu felt a little relieved. He had already entered the website. It would not be long before some readers would be able to read this novel.

Thinking of this, An Changqiu wrote a few more chapters before falling asleep.

(End of this chapter)