Chapter eighty-three, Dianbao, it's time for you to behave
It wasn't until he turned to the messages from unfamiliar communication numbers that Ying Zheng's eyes became cold. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Although I don't know what means you have used to make Xingni insist on praising you, a person who even has a problem with his identity, so pursuing fame and fortune, and exposing himself to the public like this, can he really fulfill you?"
"Put away your careful thoughts, you go to the good students to persuade Professor Xingni to change his mind, don't think that doing academic research can be regarded as child's play! Professor Xingni has put in so much effort for this achievement! You will have a sense of accomplishment by plagiarizing other people's achievements to gain attention and benefits?!
"Since you don't show up so well, it's best for you not to show up these days, Professor Xingni said that he won't help you anymore, you die of that heart, and don't come to disturb the old man's recuperation. - Strange No. 2
Ying Zheng snorted coldly after reading it, his eyes seemed to be quenched with poison, and there were layers of glowing blue glow.
She touched Dianbao's head, and her voice was slightly low: "Dianbao, it's time for you to behave, prove to me that you are useful, not waste!"
Dianbao's eyes lit up without a solid shape, like a glittering battery cell, and the lines of his round body were twisted like waves for a while: "Chirp!"
Is the main silver going to take it to fight, I feel excited to think about it!
It's been confined here by the main silver for many days, but it hasn't recovered yet, and it can't even play with the main silver on the star network...... This time, I can finally go out with the main silver~
Ying Zheng's sharp eyes saw the electric tail that suddenly cocked behind it, and shook it excitedly, forming an afterimage, and a small wind vortex in the air was faintly visible.
"Are you a dog?"
"Chirp ......" Wangwang......
"......" the corners of Ying Zheng's mouth hooked slightly, "I don't like learning at all." ā
Then, Ying Zheng pulled out the last person in the address book and sent him a message-"I need your help, I want to see Professor Xingni." ā
From those messages, she probably guessed what the situation was outside, although she didn't know the specific situation, but she could be sure that it was the book she gave to Professor Xingni that caused the trouble, and what the other party wanted to do was obviously against Professor Xingni's own wishes, otherwise he would not have been hospitalized.
Professor Cinny is so old that he is being used by someone with a heart like this, and when that person achieves his goal, Professor Planet will not be able to guarantee that his life will be in danger.
After all, the man was right about one thing, that book of characters had cost Professor Synny too much effort.
Don't need to be done by others, when he recovers and learns that his life's work has been let down by others, the old man will also be angry and angry, and he will die.
Soon, Ying Zheng received a reply - "Where can I pick you up?"
She hasn't learned the input method and continues voice messages.
"The back alley of 'Yaju'. She paused, "And, thank you......"
Last time, Concubine Yu was in Yaju, and after Ying Zheng came out, she used her room card to record the location in the nearby monitoring blind spot, and she is really not suitable to appear in the Third Military Academy now, although it is now on vacation, and there are many fewer people than usual.
Before leaving the chaotic apartment, Ying Zheng changed into another set of black clothes, Qu Xiaoxiao did not wear the hat given to her, but put down the long hair, and pulled a bun with a wooden hairpin at will, and the electric treasure lay on her back, reining in the electric light all over her body, if you don't look carefully, you can't see that there is a little guy hidden behind the loose hair.
The back alley of 'Yaju', which is also a backstreet, connects to the nearby business district, and is now extremely deserted.
Ying Zheng waited for a while, only to see a high-end self-driving hovercar driving over, low-key and elegant silver-gray.
A head poked out of the window and beckoned to her.
"Get in the car. ā