Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Witch Strikes Might
On fire?
What's on fire?
Gong Chuan was not surprised at all, put down the water glass, and said, "Ah Yue, eat in the cafeteria or Frey?"
Before, except for Luo Li who occasionally went to Frey with him to eat, Zhang Da and Qin Ming basically didn't go. Why, Frey consumes high.
"Let's eat a little at school, it's nothing, what are you going to eat there all the way to?" went to Frey again, it is estimated that Zhang Da and Qin Ming are not willing to follow, he has not swelled to this point.
"Okay. Gong Chuan sat on the bed and changed his sneakers.
Zhang Da, who had been stunned for a long time, was silent for a moment, "No, aren't you all curious about what I said?"
Qin Ming, who was wiping his glasses, said calmly: "From your electrical package, what big thing can't be said to be explosive news?"
"I ......"
Zhang Da took out his mobile phone, "Look for yourself, the hottest post in Huida is now posting." ”
"Who is still playing with stickers now, are there a hundred living people?"
Zhang Da threw Qin Ming a big roll of his eyes, "If you don't play, it doesn't mean that no one plays." And most of the stickers are diving parties.,Only when there's any explosive news will surface.,Third child,Look at it yourself.,I didn't expect it.,There's such a hand hidden.。 ”
Zhong Yue took the phone with some suspicion, and when he saw a few pictures in the post, he immediately understood.
I've seen one before.,It's when he inscribed a banner for Uncle Chicken Chop.,Due to the pixels and distance,The facial features are a little blurry.,But the second one,It's a photo of him in the calligraphy classroom.,When he wrote a lacquer book.,But the person in the picture also knows how to respect privacy.,Actually hit a big husky portrait on Zhong Yue's face.。
"Third child, look, is this person you, the clothes are exactly the same, there are not so many coincidences in our school, right?"
Zhong Yue continued to pull.
"Who is this, the writing is so ugly, and there is an inscription on the face?"
"It's a shame for us. ”
"Ahhh ”
There are all kinds of comments, Zhong Yue also smiled, he didn't expect that he would be exposed in the Academy of Fine Arts, but the result was good, and he was the first to be exposed in his own school.
"It's me, what's wrong?"
After Zhang Da got an affirmative answer, he finally smiled, "So you're on fire!"
"And then?"
"What, then, it's you who are on fire and famous!"
Zhong Yue said a little boredly: "If you are disgusted and write ugly words, is it also considered fire?"
"What's that, some people in this world are inexplicably hot, look at that Sister Feng, how hot!"
"Ah Chuan, help me hold him down, see if I don't kill him!Sister Feng, are you, you compare me to Sister Feng!" Zhong Yue waved his arms in feigned anger.
"Eh, I was wrong, Brother Yue, Master Yue, spare your life!"
Zhong Yue sighed shortly, "Okay, let's eat." Writing a word, Zhong Yue still didn't believe that he would be chased and intercepted by others. If you are known, you will be known, no one understands lacquer books, even if you don't understand lacquer books, what's the matter, who else will provoke who if the word is ugly?
Fortunately, the person who took the photo knows to respect personal privacy, the husky head is covered, Zhong Yue is walking on the road, and no one recognizes it, at most, I don't go to the calligraphy classroom these days, I can't afford to provoke and hide?
However, when he came back from eating, he found that this matter suddenly became uncontrollable.
I thought that Huida's sticker was actually attacked!
Every minute, there will be more than a dozen new posts refreshed, and the titles are the first in the world of Jinnong lacquer books.
Why is this a demon?
Zhong Yue clicked in to see, some posts have been deleted, but the speed of deletion is far less than the speed of posting, Zhong Yue clicked to see, all of them are low-level trumpets, and he looked at the code name, "Buddhism Sweeping Monk 923", and the content of the posts is some copied information and pictures about the Jinnong lacquer book.
Zhong Yue knew who was the demon.
He stood outside the dormitory, looked at the fading sky, and dialed Gu Qin's phone.
"Hey. ”
"Ancient people, is there something wrong?"
"Huida's sticker, you captured it, right? Don't be in a hurry to deny it, sweeping monk, only you know!"
The crisp sound of potato chips on the other end of the phone said, "How's it going? This group of dinosaur girls, you dare to say that you are ugly, see if I don't slap them in the face!"
Zhong Yue held his forehead and said with a little headache: "Stop your boring actions immediately!"
"Why?" The crisp chewing sound of potato chips made Zhong Yue angry and funny, it was unimaginable that a student girl with a pure and lovely appearance would actually start to attack the paste bar while eating potato chips.
"If you do this, the trivial things that were supposed to pass immediately will become a vicious incident, do you understand what I mean?"
The clicking sound of chewing potato chips stopped, "Oh......"
"Yes, but thank you. Zhong Yue hung up the phone, naturally understanding that Gu Qin did this because he wanted to help him. If the lacquer book is not known, then the words written by Zhong Yue will be considered ugly, and every post is opened to introduce the content of the lacquer book, but doing so is indeed a bit violent and excessive.
Zhong Yue stood outside the window, the evening breeze blowing, watching the hundreds of posts slowly being cleaned up and deleted by the bar, and he was also relieved. Fortunately, the witch can still understand people's words, otherwise I really don't know how this matter should end. It was the first time that Zhong Yue had been blown up, but fortunately he found it early, only a few hundred, and after more than twenty minutes, order was restored in the post bar, and in response to this vicious incident, the bar immediately revised the level of speech, and people below level five were forbidden to speak, and Zhong Yue, the two-level trumpet of the ravine calligrapher, could only watch how the situation developed.
"it, third child, did you just see it? It's almost paralyzed!"
Zhang Da came out of the toilet with a mobile phone in his hand, "My God, it's just crazy, I swiped more than 900 pieces in seven or eight minutes! If I continue to brush it, it is estimated that the post bar will really be attacked and paralyzed! This is money and no place to spend it, and there are people exploding in college post bars, right? It's really appalling! I just deleted all the posts softly. ”
Zhong Yue was holding the water cup and was suddenly stunned.
"You're a businessman, right?"
Zhang Da pushed his eyes and smiled a little proudly: "I'm sorry, Hui Dada's son, it's down." ”
"It's just right, you post a sticky post, the person who just maliciously swiped the post has been stopped by me, and I apologize to all the bar friends on her behalf. ”
"Huh?"
"Ahh
Zhang Da nodded, "Okay, by the way, do you use a signature?"
"Well, be sincere. After all, we don't take care of this matter, and help me delete all the posts on the chicken steak banner or something, you hide it deep enough, as a bar officer, you didn't tell me, you want to make me ugly, right!
Zhang Dayun smiled, "You have to delete, help you delete, help you delete." ”
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In a high-end Internet café, the little fat man took Lay's and ate it with a click. Gu Qin felt a little sorry for the owner of the Internet café, the shiny appearance of the keyboard and mouse, it is estimated that it will have to be cleaned well.
"Sister,Why don't you let me continue?Those explosive bar software is really too low-end.,My program,It's really terrifying after ten minutes of running.,You can paralyze the entire post bar in an instant.。 ”
Gu Qin pinched Little Fat Ding's face, "Okay, my sister knows that Pingping is amazing, it's not early, my sister will send you home, right?"
The little fat man's face immediately fell, "Sister, I have my full name, okay? Please call me Chen Pingping! Also, I still have to play games! I want to play games!"
Gu Qin looked at his watch and muttered to himself, "Five, four, three, two, one." ”
Syllable!
Snap your fingers.
The computer in front of Chen Pingping immediately went black......
The little fat man looked at the computer with a black screen, the empty bag of potato chips, and cried out in a wow......