e-sports wife in arms

Chapter 73 Eight-figure Weibo fans, no sores on the face, hey, are you angry?
Yu Xing looked again, and found that the fifth from the left in the second row...

It's a little boy a few years old.

Yu Xingchen: "..."

She snapped the words angrily; Mu Yanyan, are you an ass? ? ? ?

Shanghai's top courtesan: I didn't say it's the current photo! ! !
Yu Xingchen: You're out of food!

Shanghai's top courtesan: No, I've already taken a screenshot, hehehe.

Yu Xingchen: Smiling face, don't let me catch you, you old dog.

Shanghai Bund courtesan: I can't afford it.

Shanghai's number one courtesan: I didn't say it's the current photo of Young Master Gu. There are really very few photos of him. You see, I haven't found any after searching for so long.

The top socialite in Shanghai: Actually, you are not at a loss. You can imagine how shocking her face was when she was 20 years old. Weeping ghosts and gods are good at cutting.

Yu Xingchen: I haven't received any comfort and I can't figure it out. I just want to fly to your classroom and blow your dog's head off.

Shanghai's top courtesan: ? ?The friendship between our sisters for more than ten years is not as good as that of a man?
Yu Xingchen: Men and handsome guys are two species, just like the moment when sisters' friendship ends, they can instantly transform from sisters to old dogs. In theory, they belong to the same family, but their nature has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Shanghai's top courtesan: ...

Finally letting go of his anger, Yu Xingchen put away his phone in a good mood and began to listen to the class seriously.

During the high math class, Yu Xingshen went to the toilet when half of the get out of class was over, and when he came back, he heard the two guys chattering at the door.

"What kind of mask do you wear all day long... I don't know what kind of public figure it is, I think it's just a sore on my face..."

"Okay, you, talk less."

Yu Xing took a squinting look, it was a little strange that they hadn't seen each other for a few days, it was Fang Jia and Gu Xishen's fiancée.

It is estimated that if you are an ordinary person, you can just sit back in your seat and sulk or complain to your sisters.

Yu Xingchen couldn't.

To borrow a famous quote from a certain TV series, I am naturally hot-tempered and not easy to mess with.

Originally, she had already passed them and was about to get into the seat, but then she stepped back abruptly and looked down at Fang Jia who spoke ill of her.

Yu Xingchen: "Be more courageous, don't babble in a low voice, and stand up." Yu Xingchen pointed to the microphone used by the teacher on the podium, "Come, please, face there Say. If you don’t have the guts, you can just complain in your heart, and you have to let me hear it.”

It wasn't the first time Fang Jia had clashed with Yu Xing, since the moment they met, the two of them had formed a bridge several feet high.

Fang Jia is not easy to deal with, she twitched the corner of her mouth and said mockingly: "Are you kidding me, how many followers on Weibo? Can you retweet over a hundred? It's like being afraid of being recognized by others. If you don't come to class every day, you may not be notified." Criticism is still so loud, how amazing is it to have a backstage?"

Yu Xing smiled deeply: "That's right, it's really remarkable to have a backstage."

Although it was obvious to all that Yu Xingshen didn't come to class, she felt that if she came to study for a while, she could just take care of herself.

There is no shortage of special students like her in this school, so it has never been explained, how could such a miraculous person exist.

Yu Xingchen: "That's really embarrassing, I'm still a public figure, with eight-figure followers on Weibo, and no sores on my face, hey, are you angry?"

(End of this chapter)