Chapter 35: Classmate Lin who was targeted
"Huh?" Nana looked at the collection book on Yang Moyu's phone and tilted her head, making a puzzled sound. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Strange, looking at her appearance, it looks like she used a trick with me, but why doesn't her card display the trick information?" She grabbed her hair and felt incredible.
"Nana, don't you know why?"
She pouted and sat on the ground, shaking her head, Yang Moyu's face obviously became gloomy after she spoke.
"Still." She wagged her fingers mischievously and held her head high.
"One thing you can rest assured, Liz will be fine, otherwise the card will not be in the collection book, the card surface is gray, which means that she is only temporarily unusable, and she will recover after a few days of rest."
"Just like Nana did back then." Nana pointed to her face, smirked, grabbed her skirt and twisted it guiltily, "At that time, Qingqing was worried for a long time." ā
Yu Qing touched her head, a gentle smile appeared on her face, and even those clear eyes were full of love for Nana.
"You came again, and said that you don't have to blame yourself, if you hadn't saved me at that time, I'm afraid my life would have been lost, and I have always believed that Nana will be safe."
"Look, aren't you fine now?"
Nana stuck out her tongue and coquettishly looked at Yu Qing, while Lin Yifei left the little one sitting beside her and looked at the little one sitting on the ground.
He comforted Yang Moyu and said, "Don't worry, maybe tomorrow morning, Lisi will make a bunch of dark dishes to wake you up, rest assured." ā
After he finished speaking, he sighed: "If you want to say that the biggest thing in your heart, it's still me, you say, why don't I go to Ciqinglan?" ā
"Nope."
Yu Qing and Yang Moyu said at the same time, she didn't seem to expect that Yang Moyu, who had been silent, would speak, and was silent for a while and did not speak again.
He said in a solemn tone: "Since Qinglan's people came to the door, they definitely didn't come to send them to death." ā
"Yes, yes." Yu Qing agreed, "They must have a great grasp, so we still have to be vigilant." ā
"Mo Yu said just now when he was having breakfast, many of his high school classmates are in the civil war, and I think Qinglan is no exception, we might as well sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and now we are not in a hurry to be a bird."
Lin Yifei nodded: "You're right, but it's also troublesome to find a player...... Why don't I post on the forum and make an appointment. ā
"Yes. It works. Yang Moyu believes that this is also the only way to find an opponent player quickly.
After deciding, Lin Yifei turned on the computer and posted on the Internet, Yu Qing was still sweeping the remaining homework, and the weekend homework in the second year of high school was not much, and it was not too much.
With the help of Yang Moyu, Nana finished the puzzle and played with Yu Qing's mobile phone.
At home before, Yu Qing had taught her to use this high-tech thing, and now she was playing with the fruit ninja, her little hands swiped quickly across the screen, all kinds of fruits were scratched and cracked, and all kinds of juice splashed on a wall, only to see the score in the upper right corner jumping extremely fast.
It can be seen that she is already a very skilled player.
After playing for a long time, I gave up choosing to visit the website, and when I saw a picture of a cake that covered the entire screen, my eyes lit up!
"Qingqing! Look! Oh my God, this cake looks delicious. She drooled, flew to the desk with her iPhone, pouted and pushed the phone on the table and pushed her.
"Look, look."
Yu Qing just finished solving the problem, took the phone and looked: "This is a cake making list, as long as you follow the above steps, you can make a cake that is exactly the same as this picture." ā
"Wow!" Nana's eyes burst out of peach hearts excitedly, she vibrated her wings, grabbed Yu Qing's hand, and said coquettishly, "That Qingqing, let's make a cake." ā
"This ......" Yu Qing frowned, this is inconvenient, after all, it is in someone else's house, "Otherwise, let's go back and do it again, there is an oven at home." ā
Yang Moyu held his mobile phone and sat on the chair: "There is an oven at home, but there are no materials for production." ā
As soon as Lin Yifei heard him say this, he immediately understood what he meant, and he volunteered after posting: "Then I'll take Yu Qing to buy materials, and you pay a little attention to the reply." ā
"Huh?" Yu Qing obviously didn't react yet, she was dragged away by Lin Yifei, only Nana chased and cheered excitedly behind, and got into Yu Qing's slightly open clothes before going out.
With a "bang", the door closed, and the originally lively home was suddenly deserted again, and even the temperature seemed to have dropped, which aroused people's hairs.
Yang Moyu looked away from the phone screen and a smile appeared on his face.
Although he is a quiet person, he hates to be noisy.
But suddenly there were two more people in the family, plus a goblin, but he didn't hate it at all, but liked it very much. There seems to be a sprout of longing growing in my heart.
He sat on the leather computer chair that still had residual warmth, Lin Yifei had only posted for two minutes, and the number of posts was in double digits, and the number was gradually increasing.
He flipped through the post casually, and the people who followed the post left their contact information without exception.
The lines of words were reflected on Yang Moyu's lenses, and the page went down quickly, but stopped at a certain location.
A newly created trumpet, even the username is so perfunctory, the face rolls on the keyboard with a string of English plus numbers, and his posting is completely different from others.
The content made Yang Moyu's eyes narrow.
'Lin, do you want to fight?' ā
Lin.
He didn't think that this surname was a coincidence, obviously someone knew that Lin Yifei was using this ID.
In another place, a girl in a school uniform, sweatpants lifted high, revealing her white thighs, just stepped on the computer chair, holding a lollipop in her hand, and the thin corners of her mouth hooked up an inexplicable smile.
A boy walked up behind her, saw the computer in front of her, pushed his glasses, seemed to be very helpless, sighed, but there was no reproach in his tone.
"Your nature hasn't changed, are you snooping on other people's privacy?"
The girl smiled and said coldly: "I just found out his ID, since he refuses to accept our appointment, then I have to harass him and give him a little psychological burden!" ā
Who knows, as soon as her words fell, the post she left for Lin Yifei was deleted.
Yang Moyu simply deleted the post, and then banned the girl's ID permanently.
"Damn!" The girl jerked the arm of her chair and got up from her seat.
"Hahaha, Tang Tang, you also have today, people don't take it seriously at all!"
"Lin Yifei." Tang Tang snorted coldly, turned around and left the room, slamming the door to the sky!
The boy snorted and shrugged his shoulders, his eyes behind the lenses full of disdain.