Muchuan and Xiang Wan

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Comments are lively.

The floor was built one after another.

When I watched it in the morning, I only had dozens of replies, and now I have hundreds of pages in more than 20 pages.

"It's so shameful to go out like this!? I don't know if the men are blind."

"...A question about the angle of the photo? Xiang Gongzi is actually very beautiful...Although I don't agree with her behavior, I refuse to be black."

"No wonder the latest update to the son is messy, I am afraid that it is not a bad book to write, and I am ready to find another career? Well, you can eat by Yan value, why should you rely on talent? I am optimistic about her."

"Does anyone know where she is from?"

"Jincheng."

"Oh, Jincheng, no wonder, Jincheng women have such a tradition..."

"Don't fire the map guns upstairs, OK? Can I hack my Dajincheng?"

"Frustrated! Now the authors don't want to write well, do they all go to the wrong way? Wenquan Academy is now more and more degraded. Readers are recharged to read books and give them some crooked melons and jujubes. There are few good-looking books!"

"Mr. Xiang, this is obviously an offense. Was it made like this? Reasonably, no matter what she did, it was her personal privacy, which did not hurt anyone, right? This behavior of exposing others’ privacy is actually more It's shameful? Besides, this kind of picture is not something that ordinary people can take. Who is the author who went to the training this time, except Xiang Xiangzi, who else? Ha ha!"

Starting from this floor, the following buildings are all crooked.

This post that questioned the photographer's morality was sent to a late reader.

Xiang Wan knew her, and the ID in Wenquan was Yuan Qianqian.

The two had a brief exchange in the group, and felt that the sister's character was straightforward and straightforward, with a bit of a poisonous tongue, which could make the scalp numb.

At the same time, it can also be felt that her brain is very clear and she sees the key to the problem.

But what she meant, she really offended people.

The readers of Red Sandalwood and Durando were also paying attention to this post. After seeing her comments, she felt that her family had been accused of scorning the spine, and the maintenance heart was burning like a fire. All the spearheads pointed to Yuanqianqian.

Soon, she was picked out and appeared in the Xiangwan group.

As a result, the hatred value all points to Xiangyue readers.

Xiang Wan is a street writer.

None of the books has caught fire.

Moreover, there is a saying that is correct. What kind of author will have what kind of reader. Due to the novels of Xiang Wan, the readers recruited are basically mature and stable types. It can be said that there are very few people who will tear and pinch on the Internet.

Under the organized attacks of the red sandalwood and poison orchid reader groups, most people disdain tearing up with children and are accustomed to silence.

There is only one who is capable of fighting.

She was like a saint fighter, fighting with a group of Confucianists. She was a group of people, and she did not fall.

"I'm afraid your IQ is going to be reshaped. I'm sorry, I didn't target anyone. I mean everyone here is stupid!"

Xiang Xiang looked at it, pouted, and laughed.

She sighed, found Yuan Qianqian on QQ, and chatted with her privately.

"Baby, don't waste time with these people, useless..."

"Hey, mentally handicapped children are much happier. I will teach my grandson."

"Uh okay, just be happy."

"You say such an obvious thing, a normal person can see that people have deliberately adjusted you. But these children are so stupid? I am also very convinced."

"It doesn't make sense to like a person. Similarly, I don't hate a person. Probably my natural constitution is black."

"It makes sense. Leave it alone, just write your book, and you can do more. The social responsibility of clearing the forum, let us come! Our sisters are not soft persimmons, they can be pinned by others!"

puff! Xiang Wan sat in front of the computer and laughed for no reason.

Even in the coldest season, there is a beam of sunlight, it can be very warm.

In the sound of ridicule and accusation, it is enough to have such a group of readers standing by.

"Thank you, flourishing!"

"Ah, little thing, I'm bored anyway."

"Ok……"

~

The influence of a Wenquan Academy on the Internet is actually very small.

Therefore, no matter how troublesome these people are, they will know it in a small circle.

As far as the network environment is concerned, no splashes have emerged.

The main hot news at the moment is the murder of the goddess of the imperial palace fountain.

Online public opinion continues to ferment.

The police issued another latest report this morning, stating that the relevant police involved have been dealt with.

How to deal with it, the official did not give more information.

So the "justice" is still not satisfied.

They were indignant and asked the officials to take an attitude and give the innocent an explanation.

innocent? Xiang Wan smiled.

Of course, just as Yuan Qianqian would refute Wenquan readers. There are also a lot of sober people on the Internet, refuting these people's speech one by one.

In an occasion where people gather to take drugs, there has never been an "innocent".

Some insiders also revealed that since the divorce from the rich husband’s ex-husband, Mr. Sun was not allowed to watch the children by his ex-husband’s family. The psychological pressure was great. In addition to having no money, he had the experience of smoking dama in the early years. At night with a group of drug friends, how can it not make sense?

If she fell naked, she was afraid of the mystery...

However, no one knows what happened on the fifth floor of the imperial palace that night.

The imperial palace was closed for rectification after the incident that night.

All in all, Bai Muchuan, Bai Muchuan's cousin, was considered to be in trouble.

~

Xiang Wan took the meal card to the cafeteria for dinner.

The canteen of the college is very rich in food. Only a few students choose to eat outside. Most people are still queuing for meals.

Xiang Ye stood silently behind the crowd and moved with the crowd.

In front of her are two girls.

They were playing mobile phones with their heads down, stealing in a whisper.

Soon, I heard his pen name slipping out of their mouths.

"Which one is late in our class?" I don't know much."

"The most beautiful one in our class! The skinny, privately-reviewed class flower of the boy, his chest, waist, and face are too tough..."

"Ah, just her? Who is the man in the picture?"

"Who knows, a lot of people saw her at the college last night to pick her up. It's so handsome! Haha, Gao Fushuai, who doesn't like it? The people who hang up with her online are nothing more than eating grapes and saying that the grapes are sour."

"Yeah. I don't know who is so wicked..."

"Wenquan Academy is very chaotic, and the writers are very pinched..."

"Hush—"

The girl found that she was behind her and coughed awkwardly.

Both were silent.

Xiang Wan smiled slightly, nothing happened.

~

While eating, she saw red sandalwood and poison orchid.

The two of them sat together, chatting to Tian'er with a relaxed expression and a smile on their faces.

Students from other websites also sat in twos and threes, talking about themselves.

Xiang Ye took a look at the meal and silently found an empty table and sat down.

"Alone? Can I sit here?"

Hearing the sound, Xiang Xiang looked up at the same table yesterday.

A male author named "Hu Bandao".

Xiang Wan is not familiar with him, but for his courage to "dare" to sit beside him, he was given a smile.

"Sit casually. As long as you are not afraid!"

Hu Bandao stunned, "Why should you be afraid, you will eat people?"

Obviously, he is ignorant.

Boys are not the same as girls, they seem to have little sensitivity to such things.

Of course Xiang Wan will not take the initiative to lose ugliness and silently bow his head to eat.

Hu Bandao was very talkative and talked to her, "Do you really have Mu Ershao's autograph?"

Uh! Who says boys don’t gossip? It's just that the content of gossip is different.

Xiang Wanxiao asked: "What do you know?"

Hu Bandao chuckled, "Look at your circle of friends!"

I go! Xiang Wan silently lit a wax for his IQ.

She forgot that many classmates were applying to add friends to each other yesterday. She applied for all the applications and she agreed.

But she posted that compelling circle of friends is a matter of many days ago, dare to love this guy to read the previous content of her circle of friends?

Was followed!

She wondered, "You also like Mu Ershao?"

Hu Bandao chuckled, "Yeah, the idol I adore."

Confidant!

Upon hearing this, Xiangyue was full of energy, "Are you writing suspense?"

Hu Bandao shook his head. "I wrote fantasy. Actually, I haven't read Ershao's book. It feels too deep. I feel so tired..."

Rolling his eyes to the night, "Then do you still say your idol?"

Hu Bandao laughed, "Money! Big Brother. The second list is now serialized in the "White List", do you know that the copyright of the first unit of the story is sold separately? Just the film and television copyright of the first unit of "Midnight Ringtone" Don’t you know that they all sell eight digits? It’s not called idol..."

"Poof!" The eldest brother made Xiang Wan laugh, "You are so direct."

"Hey, it's necessary. But then again, isn't your book quite popular this year? Is there no film company talking about copyright?"

I stayed a little late and looked dimly and said awkwardly: "The data of my book is actually not good. It was just because the case was on fire for a while, it was just public opinion, it did not help the data..."

"Oh." Hu Bandao nodded understandingly, then comforted, "Come on, don't worry, maybe it will burst!"

People in the circle are talking about things in the circle.

Some of the things that Hu Bandao and her gossip have heard, and some don’t know.

This kind of communication is quite easy.

Therefore, Hu Bandao became the first friend Xiang Xiang came to the college.

In the next class, she sits with this Hu Bandao every day.

He really got her boyfriend.

When eating, he will take the initiative to help her line up, just like the good classmates when they go to college.

This city, because of Hu Bandao, gradually has temperature.

Time travels in the heat of August without knowing it, and the half-month study period is almost over.

The popularity of the murder of the fountain goddess continues under the artificial hype.

The post at Wenquan Academy, because Xiang Xiang did not respond, quickly sank.

Everyone is very busy. In such a fast-paced life, not a caring person, who will have so much boring time to insult a person who has nothing to do with him every day?

~

Another sunny day.

As soon as Xiang Wan sat down in the classroom, the head teacher came in.

This is the first time that the class teacher has never taught them so long.

There was applause in the classroom.

The head teacher sat down, pushed his glasses, and smiled kindly with his throat clear.

"Students, the half-month training will soon be over. College practice, each of you needs to write a summary of the completion. Everyone is writing a book, I will not ask for it, let me play freely! Tomorrow evening Just send it to my mailbox before twelve."

Tomorrow is the last day of the training course.

The ending party of the morning after tomorrow is over, so we have to go to each place.

"Suddenly found that half a month passed so fast?" Hu Bandao was sighing, "How do I feel, I didn't learn anything?"

Some classmates raised their hands to ridicule, "Teacher, we strongly request further training and extension of training time... well, come again for a year and a half!"

"Hahahaha!"

Laughing.

The learning atmosphere is always relaxed.

Xiang Wan also laughed, and the head teacher said again.

"I will select two well-written articles from your conclusions, publish them on the college website and compile them into the college annual report..."

This college is the leading liberal arts college in China.

The annual report compiled into the college is equivalent to leaving the name in the history of the college.

Being selected among a group of great gods, it must be outstanding.

~

Xiang Wan had little hope for this.

After eating, she returned to the dormitory. She didn't pay attention to things at all. She finished writing the updated chapter of the day before starting to think about writing this summary...

As soon as he opened his head, there was a knock on the door.

"Boom!"

"Boom boom!"

"Boom Boom Boom Boom!"

The knocker is very patient and rhythmic.

Xiang Wan fooling around with slippers and asked with a smile as he opened the door.

"Hu Bandao, didn't you go out for dinner?"

Except for Hu Bandao, she didn't think anyone would find her.

However, the door opened, a cold and handsome face.

"Who is Hu Bandao?"

Bai Muchuan put his hands in his trouser pockets, his handsome movements, but his expression looked like a husband who had caught a traitor. Xiang Wan felt that a knife was about to reach out in his eyes, and she might be strangled at any time.

She was shocked for a moment before turning to her head. She looked out and looked around, and asked nervously, "Why are you here?"

Bai Muchuan carried the car key, turned around on his finger, passed her dashingly, and went straight into the house.

"Why can't I come?"

"..."

this person!

Closed the door to Xiangwan, followed him in, watched him sit on a chair and watch his computer, and hurriedly rushed to close.

"What are you doing? There is something to talk about, nothing to leave."

She stood staring fiercely at him.

Bai Muchuan narrowed his eyes and looked up coldly at her swollen face.

"You haven't told me, who is Hu Bandao?"

"..."

Why tell him.

Xiang Wan looked unremarkable.

"I'm asking you, please do not enter, what's the matter?"

"Oh!" Bai Muchuan's attitude was very cold, "I owe you something, I'll get it."

Owe him something?

Xiang Wan was stunned for a while, and didn't figure out what he owed him.

"Police Officer Bai, make it clear!"

Listening to her anxiously, Bai Muchuan was clearly satisfied.

He stretched his long legs lazily, "I owe me an apology."

"Apologize?" To the night face black question mark.

"You spit me all that day." In the cold face he looked at, there was a kind of abandonment, "Shouldn't I apologize?"

what? Hey! Xiang Wan felt that it was a dog.

She embraced her arms and asked with a smile: "So Officer Bai came here without hesitation, just to hear me say sorry?"

Bai Muchuan carelessly, "Say!"

Inhale towards night, take two steps back, bow your head, and bow deeply.

"Sorry, Officer Bai. I shouldn't vomit you, I should vomit you."

After she finished, she stood up, "Okay, you can go."

Bai Muchuan looked at her motionlessly, his indifferent handsome face was expressionless, and he seemed to hide some indescribable fierce emotion. His eyes were light and shallow, but his eyebrows were raised uninhibitedly. It is a cool, cold, indifferent and arrogant character.

Then he stood up slowly, as if he were going.

"You're not sincere, I won't tell you the good news."

Ok? good news?

He jumped into his heart and glanced at his spine, and he let out a breathless breath.

"Why do you say any good news? You have to say it in good faith before I can sincerely apologize."

A good sentence, with two soft "mah", the tone is different.

Bai Muchuan turned back and stared at her, "Who is Hu Bandao?"

Lying! This man is strange if he is not sick.

Pumped lips towards the night, "Friend."

Bai Muchuan didn't seem to be satisfied with this answer, but he didn't say anything.

"The night after tomorrow, I will go back to Jincheng with you."

"This……"

Xiang Wan was almost mad, "This is the good news you said?"

Bai Muchuan raised his mouth gently, and if he had a seemingly absent smile, he was so handsome that he pulled his hatred.

"For others, no. For you, it must be."

"..." lying trough!

~

The night pulled down from the sky.

The neon of Kyoto flashes again and again in a variety of styles.

Bai Muchuan looked at the time on the dashboard of the car, and his face was soaked in the cold waves of Siberia.

How long has it been since I returned to the Baijia compound?

It's been almost a month.

When he came back from Jincheng, he ordered a Mao, he didn't go again.

If not grandma. This time, he didn't have to leave

"Di--!"

As the car approaches the gate, the license plate is automatically recognized and the landing gear is raised.

Bai Muchuan drove the car straight into the parking lot.

The lights in the courtyard are always bright.

But there are too few people in the courtyard.

The huge house is filled with a deserted desert.

Bai Muchuan pushed the door open, and Mom Li saw it, and she greeted her with a smile on her face.

"Mr. Xiaobai, you are back--"

On the sofa, White Mousse and a middle-aged woman are watching TV.

Seeing him come back, the woman turned around and snorted unfriendlyly.

"How can you come back today? It's not a disaster again, wait for your dad to wipe your **** with you."

The smell of gunpowder is very heavy!

Mom Li stiffened by the door awkwardly and didn't know how to move. White Mousse tried desperately to show his eyes and begged him not to talk.

Bai Muchuan chuckled and threw the car key on the hall cabinet. "How about grandma?"

"Are you sorry to mention grandma?"

The woman seemed very angry and stood up from the sofa violently, pointing at him and scolding it almost improperly.

"You said that your kindness is eaten by dogs? Your grandma hurts you so much to protect you. She has been sick for so long, where have all of you died?"

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Even more, the little fairy is waiting for a long time!

First kiss, may you no longer be cold in winter! What...