Zhao Wanqing borrowed a power bank from a female classmate to recharge her mobile phone, which was out of power and turned off automatically.

As soon as the phone was turned on, she received more than a dozen WeChat messages, all in a questioning tone, asking her "why did you do that"?

And what to say, "You ruined us, don't think about it!", "We won't let you go" and so on, full of threats and malicious cruel words.

There were still more than 20 missed calls, all of which were from Yuan Mulan and Li Ru.

Zhao Wanqing stared at the "unfriendly" messages on the screen, and her mind was a little confused.

What did she do?

Provoke those people to speak ill of her like this?

They were sent those photos that were embarrassing, what does it matter to her?

She didn't do it!

Zhao Wanqing frowned and clutched her mobile phone, turned sideways and looked diagonally at Xingyu who was immersed in writing, her eyes were full of puzzled looks.

She asked Yuan Mulan and a few others to teach a lesson to the "ugly eight monsters"!

But now, this "ugly monster" is sitting here unharmed.

And Yuan Mulan and the others were embarrassed and thrown in the eyes of the whole school.......

Obviously, they took a photo of the "ugly eight monsters" to threaten her to obey!

Why did it evolve in the end, it was Yuan Mulan and a few of them who were taken ugly photos and posted on the campus APP?

What happened during the lunch break that she didn't know?

Zhao Wanqing walked out of the classroom with a puzzled stomach and called Yuan Mulan to ask what happened.

But as soon as the phone over there was connected, Yuan Mulan cried and scolded Zhao Wanqing with vicious words, and she was in a fog.

Zhao Wanqing interrupted the other party's words, and defended herself very innocently: "Yuan Mulan, I didn't put your photo on it, don't go crazy and bite people." ”

"Why isn't it?" On the other end of the phone, Yuan Mulan's voice was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "Only you took our photos, not you put them on the Internet, who else could it be?"

"Zhao Wanqing, I have long known that you are not a good thing, in order to prevent you from turning your face and denying people one day, I have always kept my hand. ”

"Just wait, I'm going to ruin you too!

"What are you talking nonsense? When did I take a picture of you........"

"Toot ......"

Zhao Wanqing was only halfway through her words, and a blind tone came from her mobile phone, and the phone was hung up by the other party.

She hurriedly flipped out the call record and called back, and the mechanical sweet girl said in her ear: "I'm sorry, the phone you dialed is not in the service area." ”

Zhao Wanqing clicked on WeChat again, wanting to make a WeChat video call to the other party and ask what was going on.

inexplicably charged her with indiscriminately, she felt that she was more wronged than Dou E at the moment.

When she flipped through the WeChat friend list a few times, but couldn't find those common WeChat avatars, she suddenly blushed angrily and gritted her teeth: "Yuan Mulan......"

Zhao Wanqing, who was outside the classroom, was so angry that she stomped her feet!

Xingyu in the classroom, with her head down, let her long black hair fall on the table, blocking half of her demonic and terrifying right cheek, and also covering the happy smile raised at the corner of her mouth.

A clear, colorless rectangular board was laid flat on her exercise book.

In the transparent glass screen, Zhao Wanqing's face as red as a monkey's ass is reflected, and the high-definition picture quality clearly reveals the anger in her eyes.

"The role of your thing is really countless....... Xingyu held back a smile, and sincerely praised the "high-tech" products of this fairy world.

It can not only be used as camera surveillance, but also create chaotic magnetic fields to interfere with other people's calls, and can also invisibly "drop" mobile phone viruses, so that Zhao Wanqing's mobile phone is now completely controlled by the supercomputer of the "intelligent light brain" in Xingyu's hands.