Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried

Seeing Fu Hong's news, Fu Xiyan was silent for two seconds before sending a message.

【Fu Xiyan: Let's go】

Since Fu Hong asked for it on his own initiative, he couldn't take away Fu Hong's kindness.

Poor Fu Hong didn't know what Fu Xiyan was thinking. After receiving Fu Xiyan's news, he happily went to contact Jiu.

Then he discovered that he had no old contact information at all.

So, another message was sent to Fu Xiyan.

[Fu Hong: Lord, I don't have the contact information of God of Jiuzhaigou]

【Grandfather: Me neither】

Fu Hong "..."? ? ?

So, how did you get this defense system?

【Grandpa: Go weave a net and contact Ta】

Fu Xiyan thought of the "order" that Jiu had said to him at the end, and sent another message to Fu Hong.

【Grandfather: If Ta ignores you, you can place an order and try】

Fu Hong:? !

Can you still do this?

Fu Hong was somewhat unbelieving, so he clicked on Zhiwang App and sent Jiu a private message.

That's fine, no one cares.

Two minutes later, I placed an order, and then I responded to the message!

Oh, no, the system automatically replied.

[Jiu: I have already taken a break, and will process your order as soon as it goes online, please wait patiently]

Although it was only an automatic reply, Fu Hong still held the phone and stared at the screen for a long time.

After he regained his composure, no matter how early in the morning, he clicked on the file sent by Fu Xiyan and began to study it.

**

It just rained last night.

In the early morning, there is a sense of freshness and moistness in the air, the fragrance of grass and trees mixed with the fragrance of soil, the fragrance hits the face, cool and humid, and the trees beside the road have been washed by the night rain, and the leaves are shiny green.

At the gate of Haicheng No. 1 Middle School, there was constant noise, and students in twos and threes walked towards the gate.

Although it is Saturday, the third grade of Haicheng No. 1 Middle School has classes today.

Qiao Qingshu had just walked to the school gate when a person suddenly jumped out from the side.

"Hi, Qiao Xiaoer, good morning."

Qiao Qingshu's complexion was not very good-looking, and when she heard the other party's voice, she gave him a disgusted look.

Lu Xingzhe didn't seem to see the disgust in Qiao Qingshu's eyes, so he raised his eyebrows at Qiao Qingshu, "How about it, did you get it?"

Looking at him like this, Qiao Qingshu felt that he deserved a beating, so she just replied indifferently, "Ask knowingly."

After finishing speaking, he withdrew his gaze and continued walking into the school.

Lu Xingzhe held the strap of his schoolbag with one hand, and put one hand in his trouser pocket, and followed her with lazy steps, "Ask without knowing it? How could I know if you succeeded? Why don't you share with me the result of your actions?" .”

Qiao Qingshu ignored him.

"Then I'll just make a wild guess. Since sister Shu is so powerful, she must have succeeded, right?"

As soon as Lu Xingzhe said the words, Qiao Qingshu's already indifferent expression became even more indifferent.

However, Lu Xingzhe didn't seem to notice it, and continued without fear of death: "Sister Shu, tell me, who is not afraid of death to mess with Master Zhi?"

Hearing Lu Xingzhe's words and tone of beating, Qiao Qingshu stopped in her tracks, turned her head, and looked at Lu Xingzhe with a smile on her face.

Seeing this, Lu Xingzhe knew that Qiao Qingshu was going to make a move, so he immediately turned his head and looked at the distant sky as if nothing had happened, "The weather is pretty good today."

Seeing this, Qiao Qingshu looked away, and continued walking forward.

Behind them, the two were silent all the way, until they reached the teaching building, Qiao Qingshu stopped, looked sideways at Lu Xingzhe and asked, "Why did the Changying Army suddenly intervene, do you know?"