Chen Qingqing has her own principles in life. What LAN Xinya did to her yesterday has touched her scales.

How could you forgive her so easily?

"Chen Qingqing, don't toast or eat or drink! Xinya comes to apologize to you in person. She looks up to you! "

Situ Feng thinks Chen Qingqing is too unreasonable!

She doesn't want such a good chance to make peace? Do you have to wait for the blue family to do something to her?

"I said I didn't need to. Let her go! Don't bother my mother, will you

"Brother, let me go!" LAN Xinya shed tears at the right time.

How could situ Feng let go of such a good opportunity to make peace?

"Chen Qingqing, I'd like to advise you one more time to forgive Xinya."

Then if she doesn't agree, will he threaten her again and ban her errand shop?

Chen Qingqing really can't believe that he can't do anything with him!

Just at this time, Zhang Fangfang came in with two breakfast.

"Qingqing, I bought you breakfast, soybean milk and meat buns."

Fangfang, you are so timely!

"I don't want the steamed buns. I'll leave two portions of soya milk for me. Then you can go back to your seat. I still have something to do here."

When Zhang Fangfang entered the classroom, she felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere and did not dare to ask more questions.

Handed her two cups of soymilk and went back to her seat.

"Chen Qingqing, do you still have the heart to drink Soybean milk?" Situ Feng glared.

Chen Qingqing replied: "this soybean milk is not for me to drink, but -"

in the eyes of the public, situ Feng and LAN Xinya were splashed with soybean milk

When they wiped their faces and opened their eyes, there was no shadow of Chen Qingqing in the classroom.

Then, the whole classroom is situ Feng's roar: "Stinky girl! You want to die again

Damn it!

He was seldom kind-hearted, and wanted to be a conciliator, but the girl didn't know the good people's heart and poured soybean milk all over his face.

I'm going crazy with anger!

"Zhang Fangfang, I warn you, if you dare to buy soybean milk for that dead girl, you will die."

Zhang Fangfang was frightened to lie down on the table and wipe her tears secretly If only his deskmate was such a bully.

Chen Qingqing fled all the way back to her dorm. Thinking that this morning was not an old witch's class, she sent a message to ask Zhang Fangfang to ask for a leave.

Then open the computer, log in to the microblog, look at the number of fans, and directly gape!

In just one night, she had tens of thousands of fans.

Is it too efficient?

She continued to read the microblog, there were more than 1000 comments.

"Oh, no! Beautiful woman

"Beauty, ask for the phone number!"

"Beauty, I want to take care of you, and the price is up to you -"

Chen Qingqing: " Keep peat!

Then she found out that the account to support her sent her a big red envelope of 1000 yuan -

sleeping slot!

Local tyrants ask for maintenance!

Chen Qingqing has learned before that she can share the red packets given by fans on Weibo.

In addition to the little local tyrant, some people gave her a lot of red envelopes piecemeal.

Almost all of them ask for "continue to send us photos" and so on.

This is only one night, she made nearly 800 yuan, and if she goes on like this, she will make a fortune.

Then, she opened a little bit of micro blog private message.

Ignoring those several private letters to support her in private, he opened a private letter from a person named "Nancheng Xixiang".

[in the morning, when I leave that day, I miss you very much. Can we meet again ]