"What?" Lin Lingling and Mishaqi immediately rushed to Qiao Keyan's side.

Three pairs of eyes stared at the computer monitor in unison.

"Damn, play so big!" Mishaqi shouted, "This school grass Duan Haoxi of the Foreign Chinese College actually sent a letter of challenge to Senior Brother Liang on the school's website forum, so arrogant!" ”

Qiao Keyan gnawed ten fingers in horror: "Huh, it's a bully!" ”

"Wow!" Lin Lingling exclaimed in surprise, "Senior Brother Liang has left his name to fight!" This is Senior Brother Liang's ID, am I right? ”

Qiao Keyan continued to gnaw her fingers: "Huh, I hope you're wrong!" ”

"Quack!" Mishaki suddenly burst out laughing, "There are even witnesses!" The school of civil engineering, the school grass Lu Ziyi, also left his name on the ID and was a witness! Duan Xiaocao and Liang Xiaocao fight, that's right! ”

"What the hell?" In Qiao Keyan's cognition, her cousin is not such an impulsive person, how could he do such a thing as fighting with the Z big dance king?

The Z big school grass is not just handsome, but also has real skills! And the highlight of Duan Haoxi is that he dances well in hip-hop, the kind that has a name and a surname in the circle!

What kind of stimulated her cousin to dance with Duan Haoxi? and Brother Ziyi, if you don't help pull it, forget it, how can you still be a witness, looking at his younger brother Yi Xiu...... What about disgrace? Cough!

Qiao Keyan raised her eyebrows and solemnly concluded: "Senior Brother Liang must have been stolen!" Xuan'er—"

Qiao Keyan turned her head, and Mishaqi and Lin Lingling also looked over. I saw Ning Xuan'er lying on the desk, lifeless and motionless.

"Xuan'er-" Qiao Keyan rushed over, holding Ning Xuan'er's shoulders and shaking vigorously, "You can't die, Senior Brother Liang needs you!" You have to cheer up! ”

——

The next morning, Ning Xuan'er and her three roommates went to class in the first teaching building.

Along the way, it seemed that they all heard the students discussing Duan Haoxi and Liang Yixiu's dancing at the National Day party, Ning Xuan'er lowered her head and was speechless.

"Wei Qijin!" Qiao Keyan suddenly roared, "You stop me!" ”

The voice was so loud that Ning Xuan'er was startled, and when she looked up, she saw Wei Qijin striding leisurely over.

"What are you roaring, I haven't run since I saw you!"

Qiao Keyan suddenly grabbed Wei Qijin's collar, glared at him and asked, "Did you steal Senior Brother Liang's campus network account last night and agree to Duan Haoxi's dance challenge in his name?" ”

"Where's your brain?" Wei Qijin didn't care about Qiao Keyan's collar at all, he raised his right hand, and the slender fingers that usually pressed the keyboard flexibly searched for it in the curls on the top of Qiao Keyan's head.

Wei Qijin and Qiao Keyan, the two classmates who sounded like they were arguing and looked like showing affection, attracted the attention of the students around them.

"That girl can't be Wil's girlfriend, right?"

"She is Qiao Keyan, a freshman in business school, and I heard that she is a childhood sweetheart with Wil, and she has been quarrelling!"

"That's happy enemies, quarreling and arguing together!"

"Hopefully they're really noisy, I don't want Wil God to have a girlfriend!"

……

Wei Qijin and Qiao Keyan, who were staring at each other with big eyes, didn't notice the idle discussions around them.

"Don't pull my hair!" Qiao Keyan let go of Wei Qijin's collar and patted Wei Qijin's hand with both hands.

Wei Qijin lowered his eyes and stared at Qiao Keyan, seeing that her fair cheeks were bulging, and he wanted to poke his finger over.