Qiao Nian couldn't raise his head under the ridicule of the crowd, glared at Xu Yingying fiercely, and turned around and walked to his seat.

Jiang Yi pursed his lips and glanced at Qiao Qing, after all, he was embarrassed to step forward and walked back.

Hou Zibin came to Luo Chen again, hugged a signed version of the book and did not let go.

"Brother! Father! Grandfather! Give me a signed copy! I promise that in the future, I will take Sister Qing as the leader! ”

"Get out! Is the master so old? Luo Chen scolded with a smile, and then waved his hand, "Take it away, for the sake of you speaking for Qingqing just now." ”

"Thank you, Brother Chen! Thank you, Sister Qing! ”

This man ran back to his seat with a book in his arms, as if others would rob him.

When the remaining books have found their owners, the class bell rings.

The students in the class were still immersed in the excited atmosphere, when they saw the old class walk in with a sullen face.

"Take out the test paper sent back last time, and we'll talk about the test paper in this class."

The students were stunned, except for when the midterm exam results came out, it was rare to see the old class so mourned.

Thinking of what happened in the last Chinese class, didn't the teacher grab the book?

Doubts arose in the hearts of all the students, and they found that when Yang Lianfeng was lecturing, he was turning in the aisle over and over again.

Halfway through the class, the student who looked down at the test paper heard Yang Lianfeng's voice suddenly cut off.

When I looked up, I saw Yang Lianfeng bending down and taking out a book from under Hou Zibin's desk.

There was a smug look on his face that "I can catch it", "Read extracurricular books in class, confiscate!" ”

Hou Zibin: "......"

Luo Chen was drinking water, and a "poof" squirted far away.

"It seems that this product really has nothing to do with the signed book, and the idea has been carried home."

After school at noon, there was such a scene on the street.

A girl with a clear face and a high ponytail walked in front, followed by a large group of students in school uniforms.

Qiao Qing walked all the way home from school, and the classmates and students who wanted books were afraid that if there were not enough books and they didn't have their own share, they all followed.

He Wanqing heard a knock on the door, and as soon as she opened the door, she was startled by the scene outside.

"Hello Auntie!"

A large group of students greeted He Wanqing with a smile, and their voices were uniform.

These faces were no stranger to He Wanqing, and she quickly recognized them as Qiao Qing's classmates.

But at the last parent-teacher meeting, these people were clearly still laughing at their mother and daughter.

Looking at her now, their eyes are more respectful than the other, and even a little flattering and ashamed.

He Wanqing was a little confused.

"Baby, what's going on?"

Qiao Qing said lightly: "I want a book." ”

Then he looked at Luo Chen and Hou Zibin on the side, "You two come up and get it." ”

"Good, good!" Hou Zibin's autograph was confiscated, and the fuck-up mood continues to this day.

Although the signed version is gone, it is a bit of psychological comfort to be able to ask for another non-signed version.

When the three of them went upstairs, Luo Chen finally expressed the doubts in his heart.

"Qingqing, how do you have so many books? Do you know that editor-in-chief Sun? ”

Before Qiao Qing could speak, Hou Zibin said: "There are so many books, I'm afraid I have a relationship with Feng Ci himself, right?" ”

Luo Chen instantly became excited when he heard this, grabbed Qiao Qing's arm and asked, "Qingqing, is what he said true?" Do you know Feng Ci himself? ”

Qiao Qing looked down at his hand, "What if I tell you that I'm the wind?" ”

Luo Chen: "......"

Hou Zibin: "......"

Wordlessly, he let go of Qiao Qing's hand, Luo Chen's voice was a little helpless, "Qingqing, you are joking again." ”

Qiao Qing: "......"

After the three of them arrived at the study, Luo Chen and Hou Zibin were shaking the furnishings inside, when they saw Qiao Qing pointing, "The book is in the box." ”

Luo Chen walked over when he heard this, and when he passed by the desk, "Huh? "Yes.

Pick up the oddly looking slender cylindrical object on the table.

"What is this?" he asked. Pen? ”