Ye Xuan's smiling face can be said to have touched the hearts of all men.

From the first day Ye Xuan entered Tsinghua University, she was listed as one of the top ten school flowers of Tsinghua University.

That pure face brought an extremely strong impact to the hearts of all the men in Tsinghua.

Especially the cold that rejects people thousands of miles away, which makes the men even more excited.

A group of men at the scene only felt that today's wait was completely worth it.

Who has ever seen Goddess Ye Xuan's smiling face like this?

Nope!

At this moment, Ye Xuan's heart was also quite shaken.

learned from Zhang Xiaoyuan that it would take at least three years for Zhang Fan to come back, and her mood was very complicated.

To be honest, she also thought about going to the Royal Academy in the UK with Zhang Xiaoyuan to study, after all, without Zhang Fan, it would be the same everywhere.

However, she stayed.

Because Zhang Fan said that he would come out in a year.

She believed, so she stayed at Tsinghua University!

Ye Xuan threw down the paintbrush and slowly walked towards the admissions office.

Looking at Ye Xuan's back, a group of men followed.

Even the person who fell into the water with Kidney 7 followed.

Kidney 7 is gone, you can still buy it, but the goddess smiled, it's hard to buy.

In this year, there are countless people who pursue Ye Xuan, including tens of millions of local tyrants, and even people outside the school have gone to Tsinghua University to express their love.

However, Goddess Ye has never been a bird against them at all.

This is even more exciting for them!

However, at this time, several QQ groups of the face-slapping group have completely rioted.

"Are you ready? Have you received all the numbers?" Yang Haochen took the lead and moved in various groups.

"Ready to go!"

Yang Haochen said: "Okay, listen to Brother Hei's password, go to the Tsinghua Forum to slaughter the version, and wash the dust for Brother Fan, we have been preparing for a year." ”

"Yang Haochen, is the live broadcast on?"

"It's already open!" Yang Haochen turned on the computer, and on the screen, it seemed to be the Tsinghua Forum!

Suddenly, the live broadcast room was also brushed up.

"Catch the wind and wash the dust for Brother Fan!"

"Rocket planes come and fire!"

Looking at Yang Haochen's live broadcast room, a group of new cuteness was confused.

"Damn, anchor, are you going crazy today?

"Damn, LOL can't fight yet, just waiting for you to advance to the strongest king. ”

"Grass, isn't it said that the king is the king today. ”

Yang Haochen smiled lowly: "I'm sorry, I won't play games today, I'll catch the wind for Brother Fan." ”

"Brother Fan, who's it,, anchor, don't make trouble, I'm still waiting for your big sword Galen!"

However, at this time, the person who slapped the face also roared: "Xinmeng, get out, Brother Fan doesn't know, shut up!"

Yang Haochen looked at the time, and then said: "The countdown begins, ten, nine, eight, seven......"

"Let's go!"

Suddenly, the Tsinghua Forum exploded.

"The deputy head of the face-slapping group is here to celebrate Brother Fan's debut. ”

"The platoon leader of the face-slapping group is here to celebrate Brother Fan's debut. ”

"Slap in the face......"

The matter of the slaughter version, this is something that Yang Haochen and they have discussed a long time ago, and for this matter, the face slapping group has been preparing for a year.

At the beginning of Tsinghua last year, under the organization and planning, a group of people in the face slapped and registered 10,000 trumpets on Tsinghua's forum.

For this reason, Brother Hei specially made a small program and went to the forum every day to brush up on experience.

After a year of operation, these small trumpets have now become large ones.

The forum level is full of twenty levels, and none of the ten thousand numbers is lower than the fifteenth level.

Originally, they were going to get 10,000 full-level numbers, but they didn't expect Brother Fan to come back at this time.

Looking at such a strange scene on the forum, a group of people who were playing the forum were stunned.

"Grass, someone slaughters the version, call the moderator. ”

"Aite Little Di!"

"Moderator, please be banned!"

"Moderator, please open the divine beast and ban all these trumpets. ”

But the next moment, a group of people were confused.

"Nima, fifteenth level grass, I'm not mistaken, right?"

"Your uncle, what the hell is going on. ”

Nima, this is a fifteen-level number, you know, the current moderator is only eighteen-level.

Nima, where did the fifteenth level number of this whole screen come from?

They've been playing for a year, and they're only about level 12.

Immediately, someone went to call Xiaoxiaodi.

"Hey, moderator, there's someone making trouble on the forum. ”

"I'll be right here!"

However, when Xiao Xiaodi came to the forum, he was also confused.

Grass, all special fifteenth level trumpet?

What the!

Nima, aren't these numbers usually playing soy sauce, what's wrong today, convulsions?

"Grass, see if Lao Tzu doesn't block your IP!"

He Yang was furious, yes, he is also the elite of software engineering, and this group of scum is too indifferent to himself.

However, when He Yang checked the IP, he was suddenly confused.

Nima, the guy from this district, turned out to be a real person?

What the hell!

He Yang didn't believe in evil, so he drew a few more IDs and investigated the IP.

However, there is no doubt that all are alive.

Moreover, many IPs are not in Kyoto at all.

Damn, where did this group of people come from?

It's not from Kyoto, it's not from Tsinghua, what's the trouble!

Looking at the face slap and the word Brother Fan all over the screen, He Yang's eyes suddenly flickered.

Slap in the face, I think I've heard it somewhere!

He Yang pondered, and after a minute, he stood up violently.

"Brother, is the Brother Fan in your mouth Zhang Fan from S City?" He Yang hurriedly sent a private message to one person.

"Yes, you also know our Brother Fan?"

"Cao, not only acquaintance, I'm his senior, damn, Zhang Fan has come to Tsinghua University?" He Yang hurriedly asked.

"yes, you just know?"

He Yang's eyes were as bright as electricity.

Ya, I heard Li Liang and them say, didn't Zhang Fan go to the army, why did he suddenly come to Tsinghua University.

A year ago, at the welcome party for new students, he went to the scene in person, however, he didn't see Zhang Fan at all.

Immediately, He Yang's fingers flew like flying, tapping on the program code.

Five minutes later, looking at the completely changed homepage of the forum, a group of people from Tsinghua University were dumbfounded!

Nima, 'Welcome home the brother who slapped the face', what the hell is this?

Why do you use a coquettish purple super cool font?

'To junior brother Zhang Fan', what the hell is this!

Wait, Zhang Fan?

Could it be Zhang Fan, who is now boiling and has won a scholarship of 60 million?

They all know that the moderator 'Little Little Di' He Yang is a big man in software engineering, and now he is a graduate student at Tsinghua University, and it is said that he is working on some intelligent programs with several professor-level tutors.

Change the home page in five minutes, the cliff is from He Yang's hand, and the usual tail in the back, 'Little Little Di' isn't He Yang's ID!

Could it be that He Yang is Zhang Fan's senior?

Your sister, this is a bit unscientific!