The next day, An Changqiu got up from the bed early, when he was a student, he still had to go to class, in his previous life, he didn't have to get up from the bed so early, although physically, there was no feeling of exhaustion, but he was also an extremely young body.

However, in this spirit, An Changqiu still has a little unaccustomed, after breakfast, An Changqiu walked towards the school, and when An Changqiu came to the school, the people in the classroom were almost all here.

The classmates in the class saw An Changqiu coming in with a schoolbag, and the originally noisy classroom suddenly quieted down, and everyone looked at An Changqiu with strange eyes, which made An Changqiu's brows wrinkle.

What do these guys want to do when they look at themselves like this? An Changqiu was a little puzzled, and he didn't care about these people, and returned to his seat with his schoolbag.

"Changqiu, tell me honestly, are you unable to think about it again, what move are you going to make?"

Song Wanxin saw An Changqiu sitting down in her seat, and immediately turned her head over, and then looked at An Changqiu in front of her with an anxious face, her eyes were full of concern.

Hearing this, An Changqiu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Song Wanxin in front of him suspiciously, "What are you saying that you can't think of, what kind of moves, I'm so dignified, why can't I think about it?"

Seeing An Changqiu's face, which didn't look like a fake, Song Wanxin's heart breathed a sigh of relief, and then she took out her mobile phone and handed it to An Changqiu.

"Oh, see for yourself, what did you post in your live broadcast room to give fans a gift, and now it's okay, Weibo thinks that you are going to commit suicide again. ”

An Changqiu took the phone, looked at the content of the phone, and listened to what Song Wanxin said, his face immediately turned dark, and after seeing the content on the phone, his face became even darker.

"What kind of gift? Like last time, can't you commit suicide with a live broadcast?"

"Tsk, young people now, I really don't want to be good, I can't think about it three or four times, what do you want to do, you want to use this to save Jing Ningyun's heart? With such an attitude towards life, who would dare to follow him for a lifetime. ”

"If my daughter likes this type of person, it's okay to just break her leg. ”

"Why is this An Changqiu still ghostly, do you want to rub the heat? Or do you want me Jing Yun to change his mind, please see your b appearance clearly, is it okay to die this heart?"

Under a series of Weibo, there are some cynical messages, An Changqiu looked at these messages, and almost lost his joy, he wanted to give fans a gift, how did he get here, it became a suicide, it really convinced these people's brains.

Didn't he commit suicide once, and now it seems that if he does something, he will want to commit suicide.

"Okay, I'm fine, don't worry about anything, if I really can't think about it, do you think I'll still come to class?"

An Changqiu handed the phone back, met Song Wanxin's worried eyes, and then shook his head lightly, and said to her comfortingly.

Jing Ningyun looked at An Changqiu's calm eyes, and after a while, he nodded slightly, "I believe you, these are just some rumors, as long as you cheer up, this matter, sooner or later, they will forget about it." ”

When An Changqiu heard this, he nodded silently, and then sat down in his seat, those rumors on Weibo, after An Changqiu read it, if he said that he was not angry, it would be false, but at the moment, he probably said something, and it would change a taste when he got to it.

Right now, if you want to disperse these rumors as soon as possible, it is estimated that the only way to do this is to move the movie out as soon as possible, thinking of this, An Changqiu lowered his head and reimagined what he thought about yesterday, and after thinking about it, he used his mobile phone to directly enter it.

It wasn't until after class that An Changqiu put his mobile phone in his pocket, the first class was the Chinese teacher's class, called Fang Yingliu, and they were still their homeroom teacher.

The head teacher still has to respect it, otherwise it will be a matter of inviting him to drink coffee, An Changqiu also listened carefully in class, but fortunately he received the memory of his predecessor, so he also listened.

But the head teacher, I don't know why, his eyes are on him from time to time, so An Changqiu is puzzled, until after class, the head teacher called him to the office, An Changqiu only then knew why this was the case.

"Teacher, I really haven't thought about it, isn't it good to live, why can't I think about it..."

is another person who was misled by Weibo, An Changqiu was extremely helpless, facing the teacher who was beating around the bush and talking to him, An Changqiu couldn't wait to swear to the sky.

The head teacher saw An Changqiu's appearance, it didn't look like a fake, she was immediately relieved, she was also helpless in her heart, when she came to the school this morning, she was called by the principal, saying that she was focusing on An Changqiu.

Because the things on Weibo are all going to the police station, they are specially explained over there, so that they can watch An Changqiu here, and don't make anything happen.

Coming back from the head teacher, An Changqiu lowered his head again and began to prepare his own plan, there was something in his heart, An Changqiu was eager to get out of class soon, and then after going back, he would be able to carry out his own plan.

In the midst of a lot of anticipation, it is finally time to get out of school, today is already Friday, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, it is a weekend, and this time is abundant all of a sudden.

An Changqiu's heart was full of expectations, and after returning home, he hurriedly finished eating, and then hid back in the room and picked up his own things.

After confirming it a few times and making sure that there was no problem, An Changqiu took a deep breath, "System, you said that my plan can succeed?" At the last moment, An Changqiu was a little uncertain, and said in a nervous voice.

"You can't calculate, but you have to do everything to see the results. ”

The system's answer is still not a bit of useful advice, An Changqiu shook his head, created an author account on the founding website, and then looked at the novel he wrote, and uploaded it directly according to the process.

It's already past ten o'clock at this time, but the founder has intelligent discrimination, but a moment later, An Changqiu received a message that the novel was successfully reviewed and the work had been successfully added to the founding website.

An Changqiu looked at this scene, and suddenly felt a slight relief in his heart, he had already entered the website, and it wouldn't be long before readers could see this novel.

Thinking of this, An Changqiu wrote a few more chapters, and then fell asleep.