[It's her, it's her who hangs on the school bulletin board.] 】

[I admired her when I saw the video that went viral on the Internet before, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of person. 】

[To be good-looking is to be good-looking, to eat by your face and body, to be raised by a man, you will not have to worry about it in this life. 】

[Who doesn't know that Han Dashao's change of women is the same as changing clothes, depending on how beautiful she can be. 】

Hearing the voices of these girls, Song Weilan's brows furrowed, she took off her headphones, quickened her pace and walked back, and the announcement board was in the teaching area of the school.

The closer she was to the teaching area, the more people looked at her strangely.

What the hell is she hanging on the bulletin board? Is it still related to Han Zigao?

Walking into the teaching area, Song Weilan saw from a distance that the electronic bulletin board was full of people.

"She's coming!" I don't know who in the crowd shouted, and everyone's eyes were suddenly focused on Song Weilan.

The crowd automatically branched out a way, and Song Weilan ignored the eyes of others and walked calmly to the announcement board.

On the big electronic screen, photos of her and Han Zigao walking together are played in turn, the background of these photos is the commercial street, and the shooting time is the same day, it should be that she was secretly taken on the day she met Han Zigao in the commercial street.

The person who took vulgar photos of her and Han Zigao and forcibly formed a CP, Song Weilan could think of only one person, Luo Yetong.

Han Zigao made her lose face in the dessert shop that day, and she took revenge on her in this form, she couldn't move Han Zigao, she could only be angry with her.

Song Weilan looked at the photos on the electronic screen, the corners of her mouth curved into a cold arc, she will take revenge if she has revenge, and she will never take the initiative to provoke others, but if someone doesn't let her feel better, she will make her pay a greater price, Song Weilan took out her mobile phone, opened the camera and took a photo on the electronic screen, and sent it directly to Han Zigao.

Han Zigao received the photo and immediately called back.

", Sister Lan, what's the situation, who's hacking us?" Han Zigao scolded and scolded, "Sister Lan, you wait, I'll kill you right away." ”

"Don't." Song Weilan stopped him, Han Zigao is now killing him, it will only make things more complicated, seeing that the actor of the photo door suddenly appeared in F University, it is obviously slander, and it is likely to become a real hammer in the eyes of the melon-eating masses who don't know the truth.

"What then? I don't care, I've been in the flowers, and the leaves don't stick to my body, the problem is your Sister Lan. "Han Zigao is anxious for Song Weilan, he is originally a playboy in F City, and there are not many more scandals.

"Treat others the way they do." Song Weilan stared, Luo Yetong likes to follow others, so she also let her taste this taste.

"Roger." Han Zigao understood what Song Weilan meant, "Don't worry, Sister Lan, it's absolutely exciting." ”

"Hmm." Song Weilan immediately hung up the phone.

Outside the crowd of onlookers, the club of the hip-hop dance club passed by with the stereo and microphone, Song Weilan walked over and grabbed the microphone, connected to the stereo, stepped on the stereo, and cleared his throat: "Luo Yetong, five minutes, you are limited to withdraw the photo to me within five minutes, and you are a junior professional, thinking that all women have the same virtue as you?" I'll only give you five minutes, and beyond that, you do it at your own risk. ”

Song Weilan left a domineering warning declaration, and threw the microphone in his hand back to the person who carried the stereo: "Your equipment should be replaced, the sound quality is not good." ”

Employee carrying the stereo: "......"

It's not good to grab their equipment or dislike their equipment?

"Look, there's text on the screen." The girl next to Song Weilan reminded her.

Song Weilan turned around and looked at the electronic screen, and a few blood-red characters appeared on the pitch-black screen: Do you think I'm afraid of you?