RM's eighteenth-tier female stars are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the one who posted it happened to rely on making funny jokes on Weibo.

As soon as the recording was released, it quickly attracted the attention of most people:

——[She didn't get sick since she was a child, took injections and took medicine? If it weren't for the series of vaccines developed by Sun Sanzhen, would she have grown so big safely? Please beg her to shut up the microphone, it's okay to be a high school student, and there is nothing to see when you open your mouth~]

——[This voice is so familiar, why does it seem like the Fu Zhi who grabbed the quota before? ] 】

——[This is the quality of contemporary high school students?] In addition to poor learning, people will not do it? 】

——[The three needles of the grandson are not as good as you, I am a Buddha, this female student is really higher than the sky, and her face is bigger than the cake~]

- [Oh, can you be a person before you get a higher education?] With such a good look, and high school is willing to be such a fool? 】

……

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the entire Weibo is deliberately fueled, and there is a faint tendency to continue to climb the top few hot searches.

It's just that when he saw the back, Song Fang's expression suddenly became ugly, "Someone has started to lead your rhythm, and there are students from our school who said that you stabbed the old horse and his father to death." ”

When he woke up and saw Weibo, he didn't feel good, his eyes were red, "How can Zhizhi Zama Grandpa, they are spreading rumors, I want my father to ban this group of people!" ”

Song Fang said irritably: "The post with your rhythm hasn't gotten up yet, I'll contact the blogger and find a way to get her to delete this recording." ”

However, if you are prepared, the blogger is not afraid that Fu Zhi will sue her for infringement at all, she is just taking money to do things, and the main owner will not stop talking, she will not delete the post that bought popularity.

Song Fang couldn't make sense, so he contacted Lu Yubai.

Fu Zhi glanced at the hot search posts, and the comments rose from 700 to 7,000, and the number of retweets and likes exceeded 10,000.

All insulted Fu Zhi for not knowing the height of the sky and disrespecting his predecessors.

Just watching, Fu Zhi received a WeChat message.

Shen Cizhou: [Your cousin is a moth, the photo evidence has been sent to you, you remember to deal with this white lotus. 】

Fu Zhi glanced at the picture that Shen Cizhou had brought out, and forwarded it to Su Xing: "You go to the school's copy shop to help me print it out, and I'll go to a class." ”

*

The first class of the third year of high school happened to be a self-study class, and the students in the class had a strong learning style, so they all sat in their seats and read their homework at this time.

There was a knock on the door, and all the students looked up at the door—

Fu Zhi was wearing a uniform of No. 1 Middle School, with short sleeves and fat, but his posture was thin, his legs were long, his dark apricot eyes were dyed with a slight smile, and he quietly looked at Lu Chuwan's direction.

The boys in the first class were stunned for a moment, and in an instant, someone whistled.

"Lu Yubai's sister, it's so good-looking~"

"I always thought she was a village girl, how can she be more agile than Lu Chuwan?"

"It's obviously better looking than Lu Chuwan, otherwise how can she be a school flower!"

“……”

Lu Chuwan bit her lip flap and darkened her face.

Fu Zhi walked in directly with his mobile phone, facing the direction of Lu Chuwan's desk, and took away Lu Chuwan's pretended to write notebook, and then tapped his fingertips lightly on the desktop.

The pressure around her was very low, Lu Chuwan's heart jumped, and she subconsciously leaned back, "During the self-study class, you are not staying in your own class, what are you doing in our class, please leave immediately!" ”

"It's not more than three," Fu Zhi threw his mobile phone on Lu Chuwan's seat with a lot of force, "Settle the accounts first, and then I will have time to leave." ”