Chapter 16

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

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

Seeing Lin Xiangxiang looking over angrily, Fu Siyu still looked foolish: "What are you doing? You don't own the dormitory alone, so don't go too far."

Lin Xiangxiang turned over irritably, expressing that he was too lazy to talk to her.

Seeing Lin Xiangxiang evading and not fighting, Fu Siyu forgot about being chased and hacked yesterday, and started to be angry again: "Qingmei, do you think this poster looks good? Does my cousin look like a fairy?"

"It's beautiful, it's so beautiful. This is a high-definition, uncensored poster that only insiders can get. It's worthy of you!" Yang Qingmei is very good at flattering, and Fu Siyu is also very useful.

"Of course, it's not like some people who don't know what method they used to remove the watermark and use it as a high-definition, uncensored original image, which is shameless."

She was so close to naming her, Lin Xiangxiang just didn't bother to talk to her, and when Fu Siyu found out that the poster that had been placed beside her bed for so long was her, she probably wouldn't be able to laugh.

I wanted to get out of bed, but Anne's phone bombarded me.

"Lin Xiangxiang! What time is it? Come here soon? Ah!"

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

Climbing down from the upper bunk neatly, Fu Siyu vaguely heard that the attitude on the phone was not very good, and her gossip ears perked up again.

"Hey~ Aren't you being taken care of by Annie? How dare someone dare to boss you around like this?"

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

Seeing that Fu Siyu knew that he was being cowardly, Lin Xiangxiang was in a good mood: "Say less, and less beating."

"You!" Fu Siyu blushed angrily, and had a thick neck, facing Lin Xiangxiang, she had always been at a disadvantage.

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

"Qing Mei~ Some people are just pretentious, thinking that if they get close to a rich woman, they can be defiant."

"Ah, yes." Yang Qingmei agreed in embarrassment, carefully looking at Fu Siyu who was staring at Lin Xiangxiang.

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

"Shameless!" Fu Siyu snorted heavily, continuing to admire the 1.8-meter-large poster.

After washing up, Lin Xiangxiang bit his rubber band and combed his ponytail while sitting down in front of his dressing table, doing basic facial care.

"Yo~"

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

"Ah?" Fu Siyu was slightly taken aback, obviously not responding, and turned back in a bad tone, "What are you doing?"

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

"What are you looking at?" Fu Siyu didn't understand what she meant.

As soon as Fu Siyu opened his mouth, Lin Xiangxiang stepped on it, and the lid of the trash can popped open.

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

"What do you mean?" When she opened her mouth, Lin Xiangxiang stepped on the trash can again and asked, "Don't you understand?"

"No." The trash can was opened for the third time, and Lin Xiangxiang explained to her seriously, "Look, the trash can automatically opened as soon as you spoke, and you are indeed a trash."

"!!!" Fu Siyu's breath was stuck in her throat, obviously being tricked, "Lin Xiangxiang!"

Trash can: I open it!

"Don't go too far!"

Trash can: I'll open it again!

"Lin Xiangxiang, don't think so."

Trash can: I still open it!

Fu Siyu shut up, as long as she opened her mouth, Lin Xiangxiang would step on the trash can, and she didn't even need to speak, it was like mocking her as a trash.

"You wait!"

Trash can: I opened it again!
Fu Siyu strode away resentfully, no matter Wen or Wu, she never got any favor from Lin Xiangxiang.

Seeing her leaving, Lin Xiangxiang took back his foot from the pedal of the trash can. The trash can was quite right.

After tidying up roughly, I hurried out.Because there are classes in the afternoon, there is no major event today, and it is all about connecting the roles of the supporting actors.

Her appearance frightened the supporting actors at the scene. Many of them had yin and yang over her at the opening banquet. Now that they saw Lin Xiangxiang, they all shrank their necks and dared not speak, for fear that she would be revengeful.

Especially Annie, who was following behind her, who was tall but conscientious in helping her carry her bag, no one dared to say anything for a while.

The busy time during this period caused Lin Xiangxiang to be a little unable to keep up. She frequently lost her mind in the elective courses in the afternoon. After one class, she fell asleep on the table.

But after not sleeping for a long time, she was woken up again by a burst of pinging, bang, bang, turned over in dissatisfaction, and muttered: "Fu Siyu is crazy, can't she be quiet?"

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

"I said, give it back to me!"

Um?The voice was so strange, Lin Xiangxiang quietly opened his eyes, only then realized that he was not in the dormitory.

Looking up, the whole classroom was full of people, a group of girls surrounded one girl, shaking the notebook in their hands flamboyantly.

"Honestly, why are you here with Luo Nanfeng's notes? What's your relationship with Luo Nanfeng?" It was Li Jiajia, who had always been arrogant in the class, and liked to bully others in school because of her family's power.

Standing on the podium, she looked down at the girl whose anger was about to burst out of her chest. Lin Xiangxiang could clearly feel the sarcasm and contempt in her tone.

And the one being bullied was actually her roommate, Song Zhiyi, who went back to the dormitory every few hundred years.

"That's right, you don't like Luo Nanfeng, do you? Have you really never looked in the mirror?"

"I don't even look at you, you deserve it too?" The surrounding echoes were so harsh, Lin Xiangxiang didn't like to meddle in other people's business, but he couldn't just sit and watch them bullying others, which was probably ridiculous. See you soon.

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

"Eh, I said."

Before Lin Xiangxiang could speak, Song Zhiyi rushed up like crazy, and she grabbed Li Jiajia's arm.

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

(End of this chapter)

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