Chapter 9: Da Yao, you're on fire

One stone startles a thousand waves!

Who is Ouyang Shi, a master in the calligraphy world, a professor in the Department of Archaeology of Modu University, and a celebrity in the cultural circle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

People are specially invited to register by scarf.

Mr. Ouyang Shi is now in his sixties, and the number of people who pay attention to his neck is millions.

The old man doesn't send a scarf very much, and even if he posts a blog, it's all about academic research.

It's serious.

But now he actually forwarded a little Internet celebrity's scarf...... The fans were stunned.

Just ten seconds after retweeting, there were hundreds of more comments under this scarf.

About Li: Teacher Ouyang was stolen?

Balance Tangled Girl: The image of the old gentleman collapsed in my heart in an instant......

Curious Baby: Emoji [Black Question Mark Face]

Please change this: I'm looking at a fake scarf?

Little Woman: I seem to have discovered Mr. Ouyang's unknown secret......

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Two minutes later, Ouyang Shi finally had a serious comment under the scarf of this retweet, and quickly received the most likes, showing in the first place.

Dark Purple: Don't you all watch the content? The fonts in the video are actually a collection of hundreds of schools of thought and have their own system!

With this comment coming out, everyone paid more attention to the scarf itself.

In a short period of time, that 30-second video was viewed millions of times.

Suddenly, the direction of the wind in the comments below also changed.

Immediately afterwards, Ouyang Shi sent another scarf, and this time he tasted Nie Yao's words alone.

Ouyang Shi V: This word is the most surprising thing I have seen over the years. I like to hunt, so I share it with you. In the picture, the author of the stroke of the pen is heavy, the pen is light, the pen is folded, the pen is round, the point is frustrated, and the hook is sharp. There is a Wei monument legacy, the book is expensive, thin and hard, and this book is complete.

In fact, Professor Ouyang has just one sentence: good words to share with you.

Professor Ouyang's scarf was published, and netizens suddenly became high/tide.

There are many calligraphy lovers among netizens, and they can say one, two, three after reading this word, but the unified caliber of netizens is that this word is good, it is really good!

Even ordinary people with average appreciation ability think this word is beautiful at a glance.

There is no doubt about that.

But among the many applause, there was a sound against the wind.

The Dayan Empire is immortal: is this word still applauded? Labor and management kill her in seconds!

The netizens who made this remark were instantly overwhelmed by the spittle......

The reply to this comment was hung high and instead topped to the first few comments of the comment.

There was a small storm on the Internet because of Nie Yao's words, but the main owner slept sweetly.

The bed in the dormitory of the high school is narrow, the bed is not comfortable enough, and it is still a multi-person room, but Nie Yao, who is lying on the narrow bed, has never been relaxed.

There is no need to guard against assassination, no need to think about family and country affairs, no need to worry about it, the small dormitory bed is like a warm harbor.

As soon as she got into bed, she fell asleep.

There was no dream all night, and the next morning, Nie Yao opened his eyes on time as soon as it was dawn.

Staring at the wooden plank on the top bunk, Nie Yao was stunned for a moment, but in a blink of an eye, she came back to her senses.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl, and one arm was over her eyes.

It turns out that this place is no longer Dayan, and she is no longer the emperor on the highest position.

But the habit of getting up early that has been cultivated for many years, Nie Yao does not plan to change.

She got up lightly, put on her school uniform, washed it and went out.

It's only half past five in the morning, but the door to the courtyard of the dormitory has been opened by the diligent aunt.

Nie Yao was already familiar with this school yesterday.

Out of the dormitory area, there is a playground on the right, with a spacious lawn football field and a plastic track.

At this time, the sky was still covered with a layer of gray, and the playground was empty.

Nie Yao found a hidden corner, first practiced a set of tuna methods, and then began to practice the Lu family's grappling hand.

By the time the two sets of grapplers were finished, even if it was still in the early spring, Nie Yao was covered in fine sweat.

She visibly felt a pang of hunger in her stomach and a sore ache all over.

After all, this body is not the same body as before, and it is still so fat now, it is not easy to hold on to two sets of Lu family grapples.

Nie Yao's perseverance is there, but her body can't help tossing, and she hasn't eaten anything to exercise in the morning.

Nie Yao wiped the fine sweat from her forehead and walked slowly in the direction of the school cafeteria.

At this time, it was already half past six, and the students who had already gotten up early had entered the campus in twos and threes, and the direction of the cafeteria was also lively.

On the way to the cafeteria, Nie Yao pondered that if she wanted to lose her body smoothly, she might not be able to exercise alone, and she had to take it with the right prescription.

She was forced to enter the palace at the age of sixteen and became the concubine of the seriously ill Emperor Xiaojing, and the life of the harem for nearly ten years made her learn a lot of things.

This woman's method of losing weight is a small thing for her.

She is proficient in the art of Qihuang, and it is precisely because of this unique skill that she has escaped many poisons and assassinations openly and secretly.

I don't know where there is a pharmacy in this world, but that's not the first thing she has to think about.

The first thing to think about is how to make money...... She still has more than fifty pieces left on her, and when the week is over, she will not be able to open the pot.

Nie Yao is not the original body in the end, since she became the owner of this body, she has never thought of spending Nie's father and mother's money.

In Dayan, the daughter's family is fifteen years old and an adult.

This body is already seventeen years old, and at this age, she is an older leftover woman in the Great Yan Dynasty, and she should rely on herself.

Besides, Nie's father, Nie's mother, and Nie Qi's son, didn't pay much attention to her.

Thinking like this, I have already arrived at the door of the cafeteria.

Nie Yao casually bought a bowl of porridge and two boiled eggs, and before returning after eating, she bought another one and brought it to Chen Jiahe.

In her memory, Nie Yao knew that Chen Jiahe had a problem with bed.

At 7:20 in the morning reading class, Chen Jiahe can sleep until 7:10......

The mobile phone next to Xie Wen's pillow began to vibrate at 6:40 punctually.

She reached out to press the vibration, opened her hazy eyes, unlocked her phone as usual, and clicked into the bib page, ready to read the bib comments and private messages she had sent the night before.

It's become a habit before she gets out of bed.

There was a moment of lag on the mobile phone when it entered the scarf page, and when Xie Wen looked at the screen and saw the comment forwarding private message and the new fans that were ninety-nine plus at all, the whole person was confused.

What's going on?

Drowsiness was completely scared away.

Overnight, her follower count doubled!

Xie Wen rubbed her eyes, and after confirming that it was true, she excitedly clicked on the scarf she sent last night.

After a while, Xie Wen couldn't help but scream with joy and jumped out of bed.

She took her mobile phone and went to shake Liu Siqi and Chen Jiahe on the top bunk.

"Get up, get up, look, this scarf of mine is on fire!"

When Nie Yao entered the dormitory with breakfast in a plastic bag, all five pairs of eyes in the dormitory were staring at her in unison.

It's like a searchlight that glows.

If it weren't for the fact that Nie Yao was not an ordinary person, he would have been frightened by the strange behavior of these people.

She turned and closed the door and walked in.

Blinking and asking strangely, "What's wrong? I didn't wash my face in the morning?"

Then, Xie Wen suddenly screamed happily, threw herself in front of Nie Yao, hugged her arm and shook it, "Da Yao, you are on fire!"

But no, it's really hot now, and even the masters of the calligraphy industry have forwarded the scarf.

Xie Wen's sightseeing group with a piece of water under the scarf.

Lined up neatly can scare people.