In the early morning, the atmosphere on campus is inexplicably hot, and college life is so colorful.

Information exploded, and the wind surged.

Xiao Langjun is still very famous, and he and the Department of Journalism are already the objects of the classmates watching the excitement after dinner.

With such fame and a big revelation of the first school flower, Xiao Langjun's post instantly became the hottest gossip post of all time, and there is no one.

In just ten minutes, most of the students in the school have already read this post, and the spread rate is still increasing to an alarming extent.

Ling Luo, Red Lotus, Di Li, and even Xiao Langjun Lao Si have all become the hottest figures at Kyoto University.

In the north area of Kyoto University, through the layers of trees, the sunlight is shining, and in the middle of a flower bed, a unique research institute is located.

Covering an area of 1,000 square meters, the university town is relatively huge, and although it is impossible to identify how many floors there are from the outside, the bow-shaped building shape still makes it look unique.

At this moment, a shadow slowly walked over from the shade of the trees, lowered his head, held a book in his hand, and looked at it seriously.

The pale cyan embroidered dress exposes lotus root-like arms and calves, and the white color is as untouchable as the clouds in the sky.

Wearing an elegant plain headband on his head, the hair is dark and shiny without variegation, and when the sun shines occasionally, it seems to reflect the light as crystal beautiful.

The face is not powdery, the city is refined, the eyebrow leaves are slightly curved, the pale pink cherry lips, the fair skin, the clever smile, this is a world-famous scenery.

In terms of appearance, this woman is no less beautiful than the red lotus, and this elegant and dusty temperament, different from the natural charm of the red lotus, will make men yearn for it more, and it is almost the standard configuration of the goddess in the dream.

"Drop..."

At this time, the woman's mobile phone suddenly rang, disrupting her train of thought for reading.

The woman frowned, a trace of displeasure rose on her fair face, she was very angry that her reading was disturbed, and she didn't realize that it was wrong to walk and read.

And looking at the books in her hand, she was shocked and temperamental, and what she read was not a world famous book or so on, but just an ordinary online novel.

I couldn't read the name of the book clearly, it seemed to be called magic or something, and the two words were blocked.

Closing the book, the train of thought was interrupted, and she couldn't fit in for a while, and the woman didn't interrupt it.

I took out my phone and glanced at the private message.

"Leigh, is this post true?"

Behind the message is a website link, and the man who privately messaged the woman made an avatar with a selfie, which was very masculine and handsome.

The woman's expression did not change, and she did not seem to be interested in the slightly affectionate address, but she was also a little curious.

Everyone in the school knows her temperament, although she has always been very friendly and not difficult to socialize, but those who know know that it is just an appearance.

Of all the boys who dare to confess, none of them have been able to win the hearts and end up well.

In the end, they may not be able to communicate even the most basic and ignore you like air.

Interestingly, her refusal to ignore does not give people a sense of indifference.

On the contrary, it is a kind of, 'If you confess to me, it is destined to have no result, don't ignore you because it hurts you.'" 'The subtlety of the senses.

This subtle feeling inexplicably puts an end to a lot of things.

For example, the usual stalking tricks are impossible, and they will become blind tricks to break the 'subtle feelings', discredit the good impression, and feel guilty.

There are also tricks of pretending to be cold and wanting to catch and indulge, which will also become a real indifference.

It's all so wonderful that it's impossible to look at it directly.

She is the first love in the dream, you know her, you know her, you know her, but you can't touch her.

Dreams are dreams, shattered at the touch of a button, and turned into nothing.

This feeling of imminent separation, known as the first school flower, has no suspense.

Woman, naturally, is Di Li.

However, now, the president of the ancient writing society, that is, the man who sent her a private message, actually dared to touch the tiger's whiskers?

Di Li can't be curious, in her analysis, there is only one possibility that will cause this result.

That is the ancient character president who has thoughts about her, thinking that she has a famous flower in Dili, so he dares to be so explicit temptation.

With curiosity, Di Li clicked on the post.

"Eight Encounters on Campus"

"The First Sexual Encounter in History"

Eye-catching, it is the title of the second full.

Di Li looked through it amusedly, and when she saw Ling Luo's name, she had already guessed a rough idea of what this post was going to describe.

Di Li shook her head, she didn't care about this, but adhering to the principle of not giving up halfway, Di Li continued to watch.

But the following content is really beyond her expectations.

"It's a girl?"

The red lotus in the video is such a beautiful thing, it is not an exaggeration to call it the best in the world, no matter which angle can arouse the fire in a man's heart.

She naturally knew the situation in Ling Luo's bedroom, but she didn't expect that his roommate, who had skipped class for a year, would actually be a beauty of this level?

What is this unfolding?

Continuing to browse, seeing that the post was comparing her to Honglian, Di Li chuckled lightly, without any displeasure on her face.

Her relationship with Ling Luo is not understood by outsiders, and it is also incredible.

Di Li's explanation is that the relationship between the two has long gone beyond the emotional category that humans should have, reaching the indescribable realm of superhumans.

Di Li has never concealed her relationship with Ling Luo, it is only Ling Luo herself who has always concealed it.

closed the link, Di Li smiled weirdly.

"It's really a good fortune for a beautiful woman to be a roommate. However, it seems that there is a good show to watch, how can you, who have always had no desires, deal with those wild bees and butterflies?"

Di Li shook her head and smiled wickedly, and it took a long time before she retracted, glanced at the private message of the ancient character president, and the fierce black shadow on her face flashed.

"Yes. ”

replied with a word, smiled, and turned around with the books in her hand, Di Li finally stepped into the research institute.

Time passed slowly, but there were big waves in the whole school.

"Sister Liu, have you read this post?"

"Huh?

“.........”

"Old Seven, look at this post. ”

"I've seen it a long time ago, and I saw it with my own eyes last night, but I didn't expect that kid to have such a deep relationship with Di Li! ”

"Yes, Goddess!"

"Sister Ying..."

"Sister Qi..."

"Brother Eye..."

“.........”

Within an hour, directly or indirectly, nine out of ten students at Kyoto University had seen this post, and Di Li's popularity was too high.

After all, the Internet belongs to young people, and the university town is a gathering place for young people.

This is really an unprecedented honor, in a university town with a strong academic atmosphere, the gossip stickers cover the scientific research posts, not to mention unprecedented, but also unprecedented.

This is thanks to Xiao Langjun's multi-faceted first-hand information, incomparably detailed and well-founded descriptions, that is, the apprentices in the scientific research area who don't hear anything outside the window have also clicked on the post curiously.

The first gossip post in history, worthy of its name.

Not only that, relying on the catalysis of the two top school flowers, the post spread to the entire college town at an astonishing speed.

Such an alarm naturally reached the ears of the school's top management.

Today, no more than ten years ago, all aspects have been fully networked and intelligent, that is, a new generation of intelligent computers, which have been counted to be launched.

No one can ignore the power of the web.

It didn't take long for several directors and vice principals to gather in the principal's office in the main building of the school work.

"Headmaster, this was actually arranged by you personally, we can't understand it, if you don't give me an explanation, I will report it in the afternoon. Just because of one student does not tarnish the reputation of Kyoto University. A middle-aged man with a cold face said.

Generally, the trivial matter of arranging a dormitory to live in is solved by the campus student union itself, and it belongs to the old students to arrange the new students, and the new and old meet for the first time.

However, the final review power is naturally in the hands of the school, and the middle-aged man is the director in this regard.

Now that something went wrong, he bore the brunt of it.

The power of public opinion is always the most terrifying, even if it is a small spoof gossip, the man can't guarantee what the situation is, anyway, he will shirk the responsibility first.

The headmistress is over forty years old, and she is an extremely young veteran of the education industry, but the overall maintenance is very good, and her appearance cannot tell her real age.

Perennial in the education industry, he has a literary atmosphere that other industries do not have, but his eyes are still shining and sharp.

"You don't have to worry about this matter, I have my own arrangements. The headmistress replied with a blank face.

However, in the depths of her eyes, there was a trace of bitterness, in fact, there was no way to do it, even if she put aside her relationship with the Hong clan, the energy of the clan was too huge.

Although the existence of the school has no direct interest relationship with all levels on the surface, anything that goes to the top is actually inextricably linked.

Who can fade the water in a dye vat?

And the Hong family doesn't even care about her own daughter, what is she afraid of?

No matter how much the university town turns upside down, it can't be spread to the outside world, and she can control it!

"But..."

Several leaders wanted to say something, but the headmistress waved her hand and interrupted them.

"Okay, that girl is from the Hong family, this is also arranged by the Hong family, if you want to investigate, go and investigate it yourself, I won't accompany you." The headmistress didn't bother to explain, and said bluntly.

"What's this?"

When several directors and vice principals heard this, their expressions instantly became exciting, with the expressions of a dog.

They looked at each other awkwardly, thought for a while, and for the sake of the rest of their lives, they retreated.

"Hmph, no wonder you can't be a mentor, you think like this every day. ”

The headmistress snorted, and then ignored these flies and dogs, and bowed her head and fell into deep thought.

"Clans, they've never set foot in Kyoto, but this year, they suddenly came in a bunch, what happened?"

Looking at the information in her hand, the headmistress couldn't help but worry, and the thick information showed that this was not just the information of Honglian alone.