Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 25
By the time Qingran returned home, Li Qingmo had already finished his dinner.

Lying on the sofa playing games, he didn't even lift his eyelids when he heard the door ring, "The rice is still in the pot, go serve it yourself."

Qingran put down the cat food, washed his hands before going to eat.

After he had finished his dinner, Li Qingmo had finished playing a game. He leaned over and asked Qingran, "Did you meet Xie Ying'an?"

Qingran looked at him suspiciously.

Seeing Qingran's puzzled expression, Li Qingmo found something to confide in after holding back his words for several hours, he was very excited, "Tsk, you don't know, that guy is very courageous now, he ran away with his books after school, The physics teacher said that he needs to study for an extra hour, but he didn't listen at all."

Qingran didn't respond, and took out his mobile phone to charge it.

This time, Li Qingmo was also asked to participate in the physics competition as if he was chased by his class teacher.

Li Qingmo was still muttering to himself, "Hey, that transfer student in your class ran out to chase him, hey~"

Qingran paused with her fingers, then raised her head, "Have you chased him back?"

"No," Li Qingmo was speechless, "You don't know Xie Ying'an's donkey temper? I can't even hold him back, so the transfer student's thin arms and legs can hold him?"

Qingran: "..."

But people have a heroine aura.

"And Ji Yanchen, I heard that he didn't go, but the physics teacher was pissed off, haha."

Li Qingmo gloated.

Qingran unlocked the lock with her fingerprint, and clicked on the WeChat interface. The WeChat message sent by Xie Yingan was 3 minutes ago, and it was two pictures, and the pictures were taken of the physics test paper.

Just as Qingran wanted to take a closer look, Ruan Ruan sent a voice call request.

Qingran clicked to answer, and Ruan Ruan's anxious voice came through the microphone, "Ranran, go to the school, I don't know if that bastard is talking about you in the school bar."

"School?" Li Qingmo's face darkened. He slapped Qingran's phone and asked, "What school? Make it clear."

"Mo, Brother Mo," Ruan Ruan stuttered for a while, and then returned to normal in a moment: "Ah, Brother Mo, go to the school bar and have a look, I don't know who is spreading rumors about Ranran in the school bar, saying that Ranran ..."

"Beep." With a busy tone, Li Qingmo hung up the call, and snorted coldly into the phone, "I want you to talk more!"

"Send me the link to the school bar." Li Qingmo opened WeChat and waited.

Qingran dug out the school bar and shared it with Li Qingmo.

Li Qingmo sneered while clicking on the link, "Our school still has such a thing, why didn't I know."

Qingran looked at him with deep meaning. The school bar was full of things Li Qingmo and Xie Ying'an had to talk about before. Who would dare to show him?Isn't it courting death?
When Li Qingmo actually opened the school bar, he couldn't even sneer.

The post with the hot words, the name is chosen to catch the attention of bloggers, "Those things about the school belle and the LQR of the second year of high school".

Li Qingmo clicked on the post with a dark face. He slid his fingers quickly, and only glanced at it for a few moments.

Qingran was startled, Li Qingmo casually took a coat and went out, and when he got to the door, he turned his head and warned Qingran: "Stay at home honestly, don't go out."

Qingran nodded hastily, and did not forget to ask his back, "Brother, where are you going?"

Li Qingmo didn't turn his head back, and his voice was even more rigid, "You shouldn't ask, don't ask."

He locked the door behind him and left in a hurry.

It can make Li Qingmo angry to such a thing, it can be seen that this thing is bad and bad.

Qingran hastily clicked on "Let's start school", and his face slowly sank.

There are two photos attached to the school bar. The first one is the school belle Roland holding a wad of money into her bag from the VIP room.
Added a paragraph below.

"The pure school girl has always relied on her face to make money to support her family? All male compatriots, I just ask you if your heart hurts?"

The second picture is that Qingran was blocked by an arm outside the private room, and no one is that bad. Song Shize's back is short and thick, and he is a middle-aged Mediterranean.

There is also a paragraph below.

"Goddess? Little fairy? Hehehe, don't squeeze if you don't belong to your own circle. Isn't it delicious to grow vegetables and raise pigs at home? Why let pigs raise them?"

Qingran read the words "Let the pigs raise" several times, and suddenly felt like laughing. The person who opened the post regarded the narcissistic and cool Song Shize as a pig, and he didn't know what kind of deep hatred he had with him?
Qingran felt that Li Qingmo ran out angrily, which was completely superfluous.

With Song Shize like this, with his temper of the second generation ancestor, if he can swallow this breath, he will not be called the second generation ancestor.

Qingran took a few deep breaths to suppress the anger in her heart. Although she thought she was not tactful in dealing with people, she had always been trembling. Slander her in the bar?
Qingran's finger continued to slide down, and the comment area had already become tall buildings.

During this period of time, the evening self-study classes are over, and it is the time to play with mobile phones before going to bed, and there are big melons to eat, who can resist this?
First floor: If you don’t understand, just ask, I know the school belle, but who is the LQR in the second year of high school?

Dozens of replies were folded on the bottom of the first floor, and the one displayed was: Brother, it’s private to you.

Second floor: I wiped the glasses that fell below [-] degrees.

Third floor: Heh, some people pretend to be pure to a certain limit, that is, they even believe themselves, the host is awesome, I give you a thumbs up.

……

Twelfth Floor: I know the one in Class [-], Grade [-]. No wonder she has always had excellent grades. In these two small tests, she dropped [-] or [-] nouns.

Seventeenth Floor: Ahhh, they are all still children, how is it possible?I firmly do not believe it.

On the seventeenth floor, there were 100+ replies, and the displayed one said: Girl, you are too simple.

No. 20, first floor: I was the person involved that day, and I can guarantee with my personality that the poster is spreading rumors and farting, dare to make the second generation ancestor like this, I dare say you are looking for death.

There are more replies below the 21st floor, so Qingran clicks on it.

I rely on, the second ancestor?It can't be a song, right?
How could it be Song, if Song really saw someone smearing his image like this, I really don't want to think about it, so don't worry about eating melons.

How could a really good student get mixed up with the Second Generation Ancestor?
The family background of Class [-], Grade [-] is also very good.

……

The sound of WeChat prompting new news continued, and Qingran had to quit the school to check WeChat.

The WeChat message was sent by Xie Ying'an and Ruan Ruan.

Qingran opened Ruan Ruan's first.

Soft girl paper: Ranran, Song Shize just contacted me again.

Then Ruan Ruan sent a screenshot, which was the chat record between her and Song Shize.

Song: Give me Li Qingran's contact information.

Song: Hurry up
Soft sister paper: I don't have one.

Song: don't fart

Before Qingran finished reading, Ruan Ruan's voice called again, "Ranran, Song Shize insists on your contact information, I..."

"Give it to him." Qingran pinched the center of her eyebrows: "I also have something to tell him."

"Huh? All right."

Ruan Ruan's voice was cautious, and he didn't even dare to mention the matter of the school bar.

After hanging up the voice call with Ruan Ruan, Qingran went to read the message from Xie Ying'an.

X: Are you asleep?
X: School, did you see it?

X: Come out and open the door when you are free
X: take you to a place
Qingran was stunned for a moment, then put down his mobile phone to look at the surveillance outside the door, a stern and solemn figure was leaning against the wall outside the door, half of his profile was illuminated by the light of the mobile phone screen, cold and aloof.

Xie Yingan's top message showed that it was sent half an hour ago.

He just stood there quietly, and he didn't know how long he waited.

After all, it was a childhood sweetheart who grew up together, and Qingran walked out with her mobile phone and keys.

The door was locked from the outside.

"Xie Yingan?" Qingran called through the door.

Xie Ying'an quickly responded outside the door.

Qingran squatted down and threw the key through the gap in the door, "The key is below."

Then there was the sound of the key and the lock being unlocked. Xie Yingan opened the door from the outside, took Qingran's hand and walked out.

Xie Ying'an has long legs, Qing Ran has to trot to keep up with him, "Where are you going?"

Xie Ying'an looked back at her, deliberately slowed down his pace, under the illumination of the street lamp, the bruise at the corner of his mouth was no longer obvious.

"Go to the person who posted it," he said, "and get justice for you."

(End of this chapter)