Things have come to this point, and the truth must be thoroughly investigated.

Teacher Xue really went to find a few students in this area and asked them to track down the IP.

The dark stake that Wen Yu had buried before was supposed to work at this time.

But she did everything she could to find out about the quality of the students in this school.

This kind of operation is placed somewhere else, and it has the name of Song Yi, which comes with its own traffic, and it explodes in minutes.

But in Z Big, this place full of dreams and science.

Everyone's focus is on learning and their favorite majors, even if Wen Yan tries to find a way to top this post, not many people will be idle to tear it up.

NL: What did I say before? As long as there is a place where Senior Sister Song Yi is, things will be reversed.

N+1L: I just wanted to see the top students, but you showed me this? It's better to go to the library to study.

N… L: You kicked me when it turned out, and I went to study first, and said goodbye.

At the scene, because there was no result yet, Song Yi couldn't continue the game, and was holding his arms and leaning on the side to play with his mobile phone.

Song Yi doesn't smile often, so the whole person looks very cold.

However, no one knows that Song Yi, who looks very sassy, has edited the information sweet and soft.

Song Xiaoyi: Look for it, I originally wanted to come back from the game early, but I'm afraid I can't do it now.

Zhao's father, who was swimming at home, heard a special chime and emerged from the pool.

He casually combed his hair back, picked up a large bath towel and wrapped it around his abdomen, and picked up his mobile phone to read the news.

After seeing Song Yi's news, the expression on his face softened a little.

Zhao Huaiming still had water in his hands, so he sent a voice message directly to Song Yi.

Song Yi, who was waiting for Zhao Huaiming's reply, saw the news and cut it from the circle of friends.

One click to turn on the voice.

I heard Zhao Huaiming's subwoofer.

- What's wrong?

Song Yi told Zhao Huaiming what happened in the form of typing.

But things went through a rough road, and when Song Yi was still typing, another voice message came from there.

This time Song Yi was obedient, and she chose to translate into words.

- Is it convenient for phone calls?

Song Yi looked at the few people who were still operating, thinking that there would be no results for a while.

I left the competition venue with my mobile phone and went outside to find a quieter place.

Zhao Huaiming waited for about five minutes, and a request for a voice call popped up on the screen.

He agreed.

"What's wrong?"

"No, I miss you all of a sudden."

Zhao Huaiming was stunned for a moment.

There was a little more smile on his face, and it quickly disappeared.

"You haven't been out of the house for long."

"It has nothing to do with how long I've not seen you, it's just that I miss you all of a sudden."

Song Yi is like a cat.

I don't like to ignore you when I'm unfamiliar, and when I'm familiar, I decide whether to ignore you or not.

And Dad Zhao, in the past two years, it took an unknown amount of effort to fight from a human being with a fish lip to the same level as a dried fish.

Song Yi knew, but she couldn't control herself.

Who made Zhao Huaiming, a man damn sweet?

"Will you pick me up later?"

"Okay, you can send me a message when it's almost over."

"Forget it, you'd better not come."

Zhao Huaiming: "? ”

"I'm afraid you'll be hooked by the bewitching slut outside, so don't come, let the driver come."

Zhao Huaiming: "......? ”