Yaya reports in QQ.

Soon Xiaohong found that her QQ account was blocked, and she couldn't open it no matter how hard she tried.

Xiaohong felt that her loss was so great and she was very frustrated.

She had to reapply for a QQ number, and then remembered the beautiful number of the taekwondo gym director from memory, a few 6s and 9s, and added them as friends.

"Brother, I'm Xiaohong. I want some of the kind of videos you used to like to send me the most, the kind of people who are too poor to buy clothes, send them to me, I need them urgently!"

The curator thought he had met a liar and was so frightened that he quickly deleted her.

You beg me to post that kind of video? Is it possible? I used to send you a picture of you wearing a cotton coat holding hands, and you were so red that you were oozing blood, and suddenly you wanted the poorest kind, not a liar!

She had no choice but to text the curator.

The curator ignored it.

She bravely called the curator.

After hearing her stammer, the curator smiled and said, "I know your purpose, and you still hate me, and you want to frame me." Don't worry, I won't send it to you again, because you're already an old she-fox, not a little sheep anymore......"

"I'm not old......"

It's only been a few months, and I'm old, so old that old perverts don't rarely soften me?

The curator has hung up.

Xiaohong contacted the lewd shopkeeper again.

Then the encounter is similar to the one above.

"If you really want that, you can just come to me and I'll do it for you while you shoot it. ”

Fuck you. She scolded in her heart.

She bound her QQ number to her mobile phone number, hoping that the curator and the shopkeeper would change their minds. But they did not wait for them to speak.

When she was at a loss, a robot suddenly added her and pulled her into a group. There's that kind of video that you can only post and say that every time you pull into the group, you can earn a higher-level video.

There is no need to pull people, there are a lot of these.

She happily took the video to Tie Dan to see.

When Tie Dan saw that kind of scene, he thought of the kind that Yaya led him to do, and seemed to have an understanding, and said: "It turns out that Yaya and I have reversed our postures, no wonder I have failed." ”

"Failed, right? You have to learn more, and then learn from me......"

As she spoke, she flipped back, turning out a more tempting one. But Tie Dan suddenly found that the girl was just like Yaya, she looked like her, and her manners were exactly the same.

"Are you sps Yaya being spoiled by other bad men? You bad girl, stinky rascal, bastard, stupid!"

Tie Dan's face was so angry that he snatched her phone and slammed it to the ground.

When Xiaohong picked it up again, the phone screen had been shattered into 1,000 petals. Her heart was also broken into 1,000 petals, and she left crying with her mobile phone.

When she said goodbye to Tiedan's home, she didn't even get all her clothes.

The Iron Egg tore out many strips of her remaining clothes, formed a large egg, spat a pile of spit, and threw it out of the courtyard wall. Until two days later, the anger in his chest was still unsubsided.

Yaya videotaped with him in the evening. He showed Yaya the environment. Yaya found that there was no Xiaohong in the environment at all, and she was a little puzzled, and it was inconvenient to ask.

Yaya instructed him to remember to practice martial arts hard. He nodded in agreement.

Yaya hung up the iron egg, and saw Rulan, a classmate in the same dormitory, returning to the dormitory, with tears on her face.

"Rulan, what's wrong with you?"

Rulan was the roommate who always accompanied and helped her when she was in danger that day.

"I quarreled with the group leader. Rulan replied softly.

Yaya went over and listened to her.

It turns out that Rulan loves to write about the Internet in her spare time. The group of masters she just talked about was a classmate who had studied with her in a training class run by a literary website. Several of their classmates in the training class have built a first-class writing experience and skills that only a few of them use. However, there is a man named Xiaoqing, and he has to pull a male writer named Xiaolu in, because he admires Xiaolu's writing talent very much.

Unexpectedly, Xiaolu found the mobile phone number that everyone sent in the group, and wanted to hear Rulan's voice, so he made a call.