"I'll go to the bathroom first."

Liang Zixin, who was afraid that she didn't control her expression, suddenly got up, and after saying this very quickly, she hurriedly turned around and walked to the balcony.

The roommates looked at her back, thinking that she was just trying to comfort them just now.

The sympathy for her and the disgust for Sheng Jiuran intensified.

After Liang Zixin closed the bathroom door, the gentle expression just now immediately disappeared cleanly.

Biting her lip, she took out her phone and opened the gold list of the literary contest again.

Seeing that the name of Sheng Jiuran was written on the first place, her pupils shrank, and the strength of biting her lip increased for a moment, and the unwillingness in her heart immediately shouted-

Why! Why! Why!

Where the hell is she not as good as serving wine!?

How could the first place be her!!

She actually lost to Sheng Jiuran, and lost to Sheng Jiuran, who she has always looked down on and hated so much!

Liang Zixin's eyes were red and she stared at the screen, and the hideousness on her face could no longer find the gentle appearance of the past.

Soon, she laughed slightly, then raised her head and rubbed her eyes.

The face that had just been hideous and distorted resurfaced with a faint smile.

It was as if that hideousness was just an illusion.

"Now many people think that the first place does not belong to you, but to me."

Liang Zixin chuckled proudly and whispered to herself, "I'm afraid only I know, you have no relationship, you are innocent, but only I know, that's enough." ”

Anyway, you are beautiful and have a good family, so you don't lack anything.

In your eyes, it's just a mere award, so what if she takes it! Sanjiu Chinese Network

Besides....

You snatched my favorite person, and I took your fruits away for a tooth, what's wrong with that!

A heartless person like you is not qualified for this honor at all!

The smile on Liang Zixin's face slowly disappeared, and the terrifying hideousness of Fang Cai returned to his face.

She clenched the phone in her hand viciously, jealousy welling up in her heart, tearing apart what little reason she had.

She lowered her head again and found the name of Sheng Jiuran's official account that she had eavesdropped with a voice recorder that night on her mobile phone.

When I was planning to republish it to another site under a new pseudonym.

She suddenly thought of something, and immediately re-left a message on the website with the original author's name: [Sorry for the updated babies, due to problems with the website, these themes have been restricted, so I plan to open it to everyone for free, the address is .....]

After sending it, Liang Zixin seemed to have revenge, and her heart was full of pleasure.

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"Yuyu, hasn't my phone been charged yet?"

Having finished lunch, Sheng Jiuran, who was nestled on the sofa in the hall, didn't have the heart to watch TV.

She couldn't help but look at Jiang Yu, who was sitting next to her peeling apples, "I'm so bored, I want to see if anyone is looking for me on my phone." ”

"Don't you like this variety show?"

Jiang Yu's eyebrows didn't move, he cut the freshly peeled apple into small pieces, and handed it to Sheng Jiuran, his face expressionless, "Don't look at your phone today." ”

"Why don't you show me your phone?"

Sheng Jiuran, who finally sensed that something was wrong, sat up straight suddenly, looked at Jiang Yu, and pushed away the apple he handed him.

The more she thought about it, the more wrong it became, her thin eyebrows furrowed, her face straightened, her expression was solemn, she stared at him, and asked him word by word, "Is something wrong, you don't want me to know?" ”