Mu Liang heard about this from Zhao Mincheng's mouth.

The first reaction was to get angry, and wanted to find the nosy poster to make him kneel and delete the post, and when he calmed down, he began to worry about his little girl again, and I don't know how she felt when she saw it.

It's not fun to think about it, but in order to take into account his feelings, I should pretend not to care.

"I think Shan Mu is a person who can carry it clearly, and he will definitely not mess with you because of this, after all, it's none of your business, it's just that those women are idle. It's okay, just wait until this is over. ”

Mu Liang leaned back in the chair, his good-looking eyebrows tangled together.

"I can't just because she's sensible, I'm really nothing."

"And what do you want to do?"

yes, what to do?

Mu Liang tapped his fingers lightly on his leg a few times, and raised his eyes to look at Zhao Mincheng: "Do you know each other?" ”

Zhao Mincheng was stunned for a moment and said, "You want to delete the post?" It's not worth it, if you delete one, there must be a new one, how can you delete it? ”

Mu Liang replied with two simple words: "Don't delete it." ”

Of course, he understands the truth that "wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows again", and to block rumors, of course, we must start from the source. And the source is not the person who spreads the rumor, but himself.

Mu Liang quickly downloaded the Baidu Tieba app, boarded the dusty account, searched and followed the campus post bar of C University, clicked on it, and created a new post-

[Title: "Early Love Male God", online wife protection~. ]

Text: First, I think I have a very good eye. Second, Zhang Xiaofei and I are just friends, please stop brainstorming. Third, it's very hard to chase people, it's Singles' Day soon, don't let me celebrate the festival again, okay?

Picture: [Screenshot: The male god is in love! ] The object turned out to be her? ]】

After clicking send, Mu Liang looked up at Zhao Mincheng: "Have you contacted it?" Help me pin. ”

In less than an hour, the replies to Mu Liang's post reached thousands-

Studying medicine makes people bald: [Front row! The deity of the groove actually recovered! The male god looks at me! We're a high school student! 】

Your little hair: [The male god is too rigid, 5555 loves it more, and it hurts more [heartbreak]]

Please call me a scumbag: [Isn't the point "chasing people is very hard"? Oh my God, it was my brother who took the initiative to chase him! Why not me? I can post it upside down! Today is also [Lemon] Day. 】

I love potatoes: [That upstairs is sick, it's her business to fall in love, what else is not comparable, could you be that Xiaofei, right? ] 】

Upstairs is a reply that I love potatoes: [I fuck your mother, you're sick, your whole family is sick!] If only I were Sister Xiaofei, I would wake up laughing when I fell asleep [picking my nose]]

zxf never changed his name again: [I heard that someone cued me, so I came to eat a melon.] Friends, it's not easy for Ah Liang, the mother-fetus solo to get off the single, so don't embarrass him. 】

Upstairs is a pen-reply-zxf will never change its name again: [Oh my God, senior sister! ] Senpai, I'm a fan of yours! You look so good, I really like you! [Cute]]

……

Zhao Mincheng was scrolling through the post in the bedroom, and he didn't finish the line for a long time, so he gave up and sighed: "Why do you need to put it on top, waste my meal in vain." ”

"Shall I give you two meals?"

"It's so happily decided."

Mu Liang lowered his head and swiped it for a while, and received a WeChat message from Zhang Xiaofei——

[It's done, how can you thank me? ] 】

Mu Liang hooked the corner of his lower lip and replied: [What do you want? 】

Zhang Xiaofei: [When I am my birthday, you can come to City B to see me. 】

Mu Liang: [Yes, when is your birthday?] 】

Zhang Xiaofei: [...... Want to die? I forgot about it again! Check it out for yourself [goodbye]]

Mu Liang: [?] 】

[The message has been sent, but it has been rejected by the other party.] 】

Mu Liang couldn't cry or laugh.

Zhang Xiaofei can't count the number of times he has blocked him a year, and he can't count them on ten fingers, and he has long been accustomed to it.

"Zhao Mincheng, when is your goddess's birthday?"