"Bastard!" Lin Xiangxiang slammed his phone on the bed and silently recited the meditation mantra several times before calming down his emotions.

Early the next morning, she opened her eyes under Fu Siyu's ping-pong again, and she really didn't seem to have a long memory at all.

Seeing that Lin Xiangxiang looked at him angrily, Fu Siyu still looked like a hanger: "What are you doing?" The dormitory isn't yours alone, so don't go too far. ”

Lin Xiangxiang turned over irritably, indicating that he was too lazy to pay attention to her.

Seeing that Lin Xiangxiang avoided but did not fight, Fu Siyu forgot about being chased and cut yesterday, and began to be yin and yang again: "Qingmei, do you look good at this poster?" Does my cousin look like a fairy? ”

"It's good-looking, it's so good-looking, this is a high-definition uncensored poster that can only be obtained by insiders, it's worthy of you!" Yang Qingmei is very good at sycophancy, and Fu Siyu is also very useful.

"Of course, that's not like some people don't know what means to use.,Remove the watermark.,Just act as a high-definition uncensored original picture.,It's shameless.。

She almost named her name, Lin Xiangxiang was too lazy to take care of it, and when Fu Siyu knew that the poster that had been placed on the bedside for so long was her, she probably wouldn't be able to laugh.

I wanted to get out of bed, but Anne's phone bombardment came.

"Lin Xiangxiang! What time is it? Why don't you come over yet? Yes! ”

"Come on, come on, come on, don't rush !!" Lin Xiangxiang bounced up again, and it felt really bad to be urged to get up.

Climbed down from the top bunk neatly, Fu Siyu vaguely heard that the attitude on the phone was not very good, and the gossip ears were pricked up again.

"Yo~ Aren't you being adopted by Annie? How dare anyone be so arrogant? ”

Lin Xiangxiang smiled faintly, took his backpack, stretched his hand inside, Fu Siyu subconsciously shrank her neck, and suddenly remembered that her action yesterday was to take the prop sword.

Seeing that Fu Siyu knew that she was cowardly, Lin Xiangxiang was in a good mood: "You say less and get beaten less." ”

"You!" Fu Siyu's face was red and her neck was thick, and she had been suffering against Lin Xiangxiang.

Lin Xiangxiang went to the bathroom to wash, Fu Siyu deliberately raised her voice, and continued to chat with Yang Qingmei.

"Qingmei~ Some people are just pretentious, thinking that if they fall in love with a rich woman, they will have no one in their eyes."

"Ah...... Ah, yes. Yang Qingmei echoed awkwardly, and cautiously looked at Fu Siyu, who was staring at Lin Xiangxiang.

Didn't Yang Qingmei herself fall in love with Fu Siyu, a rich woman, and often bully others outside? So Fu Siyu's words, she always felt that she was also connotating herself.

"Shameless!" Fu Siyu snorted heavily and continued to admire the one-meter-eight poster.

After washing, Lin Xiangxiang bit the rubber band, combed the ponytail, and sat down in front of his dresser, doing basic facial treatment.

"Yo~"

As soon as Fu Siyu spoke, Lin Xiangxiang interrupted her: "Siyu." ”

"Huh?" Fu Siyu was slightly stunned, obviously didn't react, and replied in a tone that was not very good, "What are you doing?" ”

"Look." Lin Xiangxiang pointed to the trash can at his feet, which was a pedal trash can.

"See what?" Fu Siyu didn't understand what she meant.

As soon as Fu Siyu spoke, Lin Xiangxiang stepped on it, and the lid of the trash can took the initiative to pop open.

As soon as Fu Siyu shut up, she let go.

"What do you mean?" As soon as she spoke, Lin Xiangxiang stepped on the trash can again and asked, "Don't you understand?" ”

"Nope." The trash can was opened for the third time, and Lin Xiangxiang explained to her seriously, "Look, as soon as you speak, the trash can will be opened automatically, and sure enough, you are a trash." ”

“！！！” Fu Siyu blocked her throat in one breath, obviously being tricked, "Lin Xiangxiang!" ”

Trash can: I'll open it!

"Don't go too far!"

Trash can: I'll open it again!

"Lin Xiangxiang, don't think it's ......"

Trash can: I'm still open!

Fu Siyu shut up, as long as she opened her mouth, Lin Xiangxiang stepped on the trash can again and again, she didn't have to speak, it was equivalent to mocking her for being garbage.

"You wait!"

Trash can: I'm on again!

Fu Siyu strode away hatefully, regardless of literature or martial arts, she had never asked for benefits from Lin Xiangxiang.

When Lin Xiangxiang saw her leaving, he took back his foot on the pedal of the trash can, and the trash can was bought quite right.

After a rough tidying up, I went out in a hurry. Because there is a class in the afternoon, there is no highlight today, it is all about connecting the roles of the supporting characters.

Her appearance frightened the supporting actors on the scene, many of them still beat her at the boot banquet, and now when they see Lin Xiangxiang, they all shrink their necks and dare not speak, for fear that she will have a strong sense of revenge.

Especially Anne, who was behind her, a tall but conscientious help her carry her bag, no one dared to say anything for a while.

During this period of busyness, Lin Xiangxiang's state was a little unable to keep up, and the elective classes in the afternoon were frequently distracted, and after a class, she fell asleep on the table.

But she didn't sleep for long, she was woken up by a ping-pong sound, turned over dissatisfiedly, and muttered: "Fu Siyu is a neurotic, can't she be quiet?" ”

"I warn you, stay away from him! Do you deserve it too? ”

"I said, give it back to me!"

Well? This voice was so unfamiliar, Lin Xiangxiang opened his eyes faintly, and then realized that it was not in the bedroom.

Looking up, the entire classroom was crowded with people, and a group of girls surrounded a girl, shaking the notebook in their hands openly.

"Honestly, how could Luo Nanfeng's notes end up with you? What is your relationship with Luo Nanfeng? "It's Li Jiajia, who has always been invincible in the class, and she likes to bully people at school because she has a little power in her family.

She stood on the podium, condescendingly looking at the girl who was about to burst out of her chest with anger, Lin Xiangxiang clearly felt the undisguised ridicule and contempt in her tone.

And the one who was bullied was her roommate who went back to the dormitory once in hundreds of years, Song Zhiyi.

"yes, you don't like Luo Nanfeng, do you? Have you really not looked in the mirror? ”

"Don't look at you like this, you are also worthy?" The echo around is so harsh, Lin Xiangxiang doesn't like to meddle in things, but he can't watch them bully more and less, this is probably a ridiculous road.

As soon as Lin Xiangxiang got up, he heard Song Zhiyi roar: "I said, give it back to me!" ”

"Eh, I said ......"

Before Lin Xiangxiang could speak, he saw Song Zhiyi rushing forward like crazy, only to see her grab Li Jiajia's arm.

But Li Jiajia waved her hand, and the notes in her hand flew out. Song Zhiyi's eyes always followed the note, and saw that the note fell into the hands of another girl, who held the note and waved at her proudly: "Come on, come and grab it~"