Li Sanyi also saw it.

At present, Fengyin's fans are part of the force, Lin Yu and Zhang Boer's water army and tenants are part of the force, and there are still some people in the comment area, and the number even exceeds that of Lin Yu's hired water army.

"Wait a minute."

Li Sanyi took another mobile phone and sent a message to a person who had added contact information and had never been in touch.

Soon, the reply was in the affirmative.

Li Sanyi had a strange smile on his face, and Lin Yu was terrified when he saw it.

"Brother Li, you smile like my dad smiled after he found out that my brother was looking for a girlfriend."

"Do you have a brother?"

"Your brother has a girlfriend?"

Zhang Boer and Li Sanyi looked at Lin Yu in unison, and Lin Yu explained unhurriedly: "My brother is thirty-six, my dad always thought he liked men, and my dad was so happy when he brought his girlfriend back last year." ”

"But Brother Li, who are you sending a message to?"

Li Sanyi's phone is put down, which is a good question.

"Cheng Yanqiu."

"The wave of sailors just now is Cheng Yanqiu's people, friendly troops."

Lin Yu suddenly came to his senses and looked at Li Sanyi, his smile was similar to Li Sanyi's, and he nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, yes, is this worthy of our boss." ”

"Yes, yes, the boss has to be worthy of the best."

Three people, three aunts laughed.

The trio and Cheng Yanqiu tacitly did not look for Feng Yin, and let Feng Yin spend the day quietly.

Early the next morning, the wind groan landed on the meager side.

Yesterday, she saw all kinds of negative comments from netizens, but she didn't want to deal with them.

The meager and wind-chanting madness updated the dynamics.

Wind Yin's madness: I can reason with you with a smile, or I can turn my face and tell you what rules are! In a word, the old lady can do whatever she wants, why should she explain it to you!

The wind groaning that is not in a good mood is over.

She went to the comment area with a large number on her head, and specifically picked the comment reply with the most likes.

[Feng Yin was ungrateful, Qian Ming saved her, but she didn't even say a word. 】

Wind Groan's Madness: You'll say! You say a hundred words, and you can't even stand up to a fart.

[Although you don't necessarily do anything, as a related public figure, you should always stand up and say something, right? 】

Wind Groaning Madness: Your words are full of green tea flavors.

[Feng Yin doesn't need to do anything, but he really should pay tribute to Qian Ming. 】

Feng Yin's madness: Believe it or not, I posted a memorial today, you will definitely say that I rubbed Qian Ming's popularity, and you will say that I will not let go of a person I have only known for one day, and my scheming is really deep. After all, isn't everything now because I didn't go to the heat? Not rubbing the heat is equivalent to not caring, is your math taught by your pig?

In the comment area, Feng Yin kept replying.

After successfully blocking others, Feng Yin felt a lot more comfortable.

Feng Yin, who boiled medicine for Grandma Yun, changed into black clothes and went out.

She is alone, and she is not called Cheng Yanqiu.

Qian Ming's funeral was full of silence and wailing.

Two extreme emotions do not contradict each other and linger on the scene.

Feng Yin didn't step forward, just stood silently at the end, watching the ride.

There were people who spontaneously organized at the scene, and some people saw Feng Yin, but Feng Yin came and went quickly, and asked the person who took the photo to delete her photo.

"Good!"

The person who deleted the photo was embarrassed to bow his head by the wind moan, and when he looked up again, the wind had already left.

Sad things happen every day, and everyone except those close to them forgets quickly, very quickly.

What the wind is asking for is just a clear conscience. (End of chapter)