The little fairy who is reborn as a school grass boss

Chapter 408 Chapter 408 "Xiao Qinghuan. My brother misses you very much." (Four in One)

Shen Qinghuan was very indifferent about winning the championship.

Such indifference, on the contrary, has attracted the attention of major media.

The hot searches were all over the Internet that day, and several well-known official media outlets even reposted the video of Shen Qinghuan's game in person.

Many people are worried about being a good-looking, rich, and powerful little fairy, so don't act like the daughter of a technology company boss, and go to the entertainment industry for nothing.

However, after waiting for a long time, Shen Qinghuan himself did not come out to respond. Instead, he only waited for Sheng Nansang, the wife of the president of the Huo Corporation, the largest entertainment empire in China, to personally repost Shen Qinghuan's Weibo from a year ago.

Presumably, he rejected the olive branch thrown by Huo Shi.

Everyone saw that Little Fairy didn't even think about becoming famous in this heyday, and the worry about her slowly rested in her stomach.

However, people are yearning for beautiful things, especially those who are sincerely fans of Shen Qinghuan. They even found the previous video of Shen Qinghuan playing the cello in the super chat on Weibo, and called the little fairy not only to learn Well, pretty versatile.

What was dug out together with Rongguang was full of scars.

People exclaimed how precocious junior high school students are now. They followed the memory of the Internet and naturally saw the conflict between Li Xiaojie and Shen Qinghuan.

Along the track, it's not hard to find people who are now saying they love Qing Huan, but some IDs didn't even delete the sentence that insulted Shen Qing Huan, which is simply ridiculous.

In order to create the image of Shen Qinghuan as a new generation of high-quality teenagers, the official media used the power that people have forgotten about the Internet to quickly cover up those wind reviews that caused conflicts.

During the competition, in order to maintain the absolute fairness of the competition system, the organizers of the debate confiscated the mobile phones brought by the contestants.

Now that the competition is over, the organizers will return the mobile phone bags with names and schools on them to the team leaders of each school.

Although I don't want to admit that S University still took advantage of Shen Qinghuan's enthusiasm for the enrollment plan of next year's college entrance examination, and specially held a celebration party for the delegation of A Middle School in the school's largest lecture hall.

Most of the lecture halls were surrounded by boys, and they all looked forward to it, just to see Shen Qinghuan in person.

The atmosphere was still good.

But when the host handed the microphone to Shen Qinghuan, the girl only said: "For me, the greatest happiness is not the joy of being famous, but finally being able to get a mobile phone to report to the person I like— —I won the championship as promised.”

Shen Qinghuan's words were slightly profound.

Zhou Zihan, who was sitting in the first row, was also excited for her friend to win the championship. She clapped her hands excitedly, and the voices coming from nowhere around her were clearly broken, but they reached her ears clearly: "What Shen Qinghuan said The person I like, does it mean Qin Muzhi? They were talking about it in the post in A before."

A person who was also gossip followed: "Ah. But Qin Muzhi is sitting on the stage? You don't need to report with your mobile phone."

"You are stupid. Boys and girls are not in the same dormitory building. It must be because I can't use the phone to confide my heart at night, so I said I got the phone. And you didn't see that Qin Muzhi just raised the phone to record Shen Qinghuan speak?"

Zhou Zihan's back was stiff, and the cold spread from his fingertips to his heart.

She clearly knew that Qing Huan liked Lu Ziheng the most, but why did these gossip sentences sway her thoughts.

The delegation in A are all sitting in the first row.

Zhou Zihan followed those gossiping people, and happened to bump into Qin Muzhi just put away his phone.

Shen Qinghuan was still talking on it, but Zhou Zihan couldn't hear it clearly.

Not long ago, when she was drunk again, she thought that she and Qin Muzhi would develop, but in the end...
Zhou Zihan twitched the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and walked out of the auditorium while taking advantage of the chaos.

Shen Qinghuan also jumped off the stage, sat next to Qin Muzhi and whispered: "Zihan has gone out, hurry up and chase after him."

Qin Mu subconsciously turned around and ran into the shadow that was fleeing in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to tell Shen Qinghuan that the recorded video had been transferred to Lu Ziheng.

Haven't contacted for half a month.

I don't know what Lu Ziheng is doing.

Shen Qinghuan was sitting next to Liu Min. If she had left junior high school behind, Liu Min would have been scolded when she was asked by Shen Qinghuan for the Wi-Fi password of the S lecture hall, but this is not what it used to be. , Liu Min continued to innovate on the road of education, and each other changed.

"The teacher doesn't know either." Liu Min responded to Shen Qinghuan apologetically, knowing that the child hadn't played with the phone in half a month, it was really difficult for the child: "How about I share some hot spots with you?"

Shen Qinghuan shook her head, she has traffic.

Liu Min understands that the person Shen Qinghuan likes should be Shen Haotian or Yan Ruyu. There are many people in the class classroom, especially the little girl who seems to have her own traffic. Recently, there has been a lot of heat. Tens of millions of eyes are staring at her. .

So Shen Qinghuan sneaked away while everyone was enjoying the singing and dancing performance of S University, which became an understandable phenomenon in Liu Min's eyes.

Shen Qinghuan was clutching her mobile phone. After making sure that there were no reporters nearby, she hid in the toilet and checked her mobile phone.

At the beginning, Lu Ziheng would ask himself what he was doing and why he ignored him, but later on, he would call himself every day and tell her about some trivial things in the past half month of school.

Especially in the days that are approaching, every time Lu Ziheng finishes sharing trivia, he will send a message to himself.

"Xiao Qinghuan. Brother misses you very much."

Thousands of messages, Shen Qinghuan read one by one, the circles of his eyes turned red.

It wasn't until her legs felt sore that she remembered that she should call Lu Ziheng back.

"Hello?" After a long silence on the receiver, Shen Qinghuan heard Lu Ziheng's familiar voice: "Xiao Qinghuan?"

At this point, the lights should be turned off in the student dormitory of A Middle School.

"Aheng. It's me."

The little girl's soft voice reached Lu Ziheng's tympanic membranes. Since the lights in the dormitory had been turned off at this moment, Lu Ziheng, who could not see the scene in the room, almost fell off the bed.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Lu Ziheng is not interested in gossip news on the Internet. He doesn't want the girl to take the initiative to call him and waste time caring about him. "Are you coming back? What time tomorrow?" The car you ordered? I will ask for leave to pick you up."

"I just saw the message you sent me." Shen Qinghuan sniffed hard, not wanting Lu Ziheng to hear anything strange in her voice, "It's so sour."

"It wouldn't be a bad thing if my brother could be sour to Xiao Qinghuan's heart."

"Did I disturb your rest?"

"No. I haven't slept yet." Lu Ziheng pursed his lips, turned on the Wi-Fi, and said to the person on the receiver, "Xiao Qinghuan, should you make a video call to brother?"

"OK."

Probably to the extent that we haven't seen each other for a long time, the little girl's words are so sweet, Lu Ziheng even wondered if she would agree to his request if it was too much.

After Lu Ziheng turned on the desk lamp, he turned on the Wi-Fi, and the overwhelming small advertisements popped up one after another in the background.

These days, Shen Qinghuan didn't reply to her WeChat. If she didn't know that mobile phones are not allowed during the competition, Lu Ziheng would definitely be thinking wildly.

According to Lu Ziheng's habits, those advertisements would naturally not be opened on his own initiative.

After clearing the obstacles, Lu Ziheng logged into WeChat and saw a "video" sent by Qin Muzhi.

My dear friend, I'm afraid that he encountered ups and downs in the pursuit of Zhou Zihan's emotional path again?He replied that he can say that he does not have the habit of surfing the Internet at night, and he can reply tomorrow.

Shen Qinghuan was at the top of Lu Ziheng's few friends list.

During the video, the little girl looked very tired, and asked herself aggrievedly if there was anything she wanted to say to her?
"Failure is not a bad thing." Lu Ziheng thought that Shen Qinghuan might have lost the game, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He said in relief: "We should focus on the process of fighting, and continue to find shortcomings in these processes. .”

Shen Qinghuan was stunned for a while, then she was speechless: "Didn't you watch the news these days?"

Ever since winning the competition, Murong Qing has been whispering in Shen Qinghuan's ear every day that she is hot. Girls actually have a little vanity. In addition, Shen Qinghuan has won the competition and is suppressing it outside. Excited, he wanted to claim credit in front of Lu Ziheng.

Can each other.
I'm afraid he wasn't the one whose phone was confiscated these days, right?
"What news?" Lu Ziheng thought that the little girl might have skipped the topic on purpose, and he returned to the topic that deviated from the main thread, "Xiao Qinghuan, my brother is telling you. It's not shameful to lose the debate. "

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The screen suddenly went black.

Then the message that the little girl ended the voice call was displayed on the screen.

Is the Internet not so good?

Lu Ziheng called back again, but the other party was busy all the time.

It wasn't until the browser pushed the news that "Shen Qinghuan won the championship" to himself that he realized that he had just said the wrong thing.

harm.

It's all because of my broken mouth. It's okay to sprinkle some poisonous chicken soup. Now that it's all over, the little girl must be angry.

At this moment, Qin Muzhi returned to Lu Ziheng's vision.

Lu Ziheng clicked on Qin Muzhi's video. On the star-studded stage, the little girl's pupils were filled with joy. She said to everyone in the audience:

"For me, the greatest happiness is not the joy of being famous, but finally being able to get a mobile phone to report to the person I like

——I won the championship as promised. "

No wonder she was full of pride today, and even uncharacteristically asked herself if she had watched the news.

There were also videos of the little girl's competition in the news. After saving a few typical and complete ones, Lu Ziheng thought about how he should self-reflect after the little girl came back.

The reason why Shen Qinghuan's call with Lu Ziheng was interrupted was not because of network problems, but because Shen Haotian called at this time.

Shen Haotian knew about the news on the news.

"Huanhuan." The daughter is so outstanding, Shen Haotian is a father, why is he unhappy, he can't wait to fly to Shen Qinghuan's side immediately: "Mom and I have seen the news, Huanhuan is really my father's little pride! "

"Dad." Shen Qinghuan was a little embarrassed by Shen Haotian's praise. Just as she was about to say something, Lu Ziheng's message popped up from the background: "Xiao Qinghuan. It's my brother's fault. I don't watch the push every day. When you come back, my brother will send it to you." Is it okay to hold a celebration banquet to atone for sin?"

Shen Qinghuan murmured in a low voice: "It's not because of a meal that I'm angry with you."

Shen Haotian on the other side of the receiver was a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er: "Huanhuan. What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing." Shen Qinghuan immediately withdrew her sanity: "Father, I'm very noisy here, so I won't talk to you for now, see you tomorrow."

Although there was too much reluctance, but thinking that he would see his precious daughter tomorrow, Shen Haotian obediently hung up the phone.

There is a little more lonely look in A at night.

Lu Ziheng lay on the bed, tossing and turning, all he could think of was Shen Qinghuan hanging up the phone.

Qin Muzhi's side was already in a mess, and he couldn't take care of himself at all.

And the problem that Lu Ziheng posted asking for help half an hour ago was pushed up by a new post, and there was no further splash.

Shen Qinghuan was like a problem she encountered when brushing the questions, it was stuck in her heart, and she couldn't get around it.

But he was the one who did the wrong thing, and Lu Ziheng couldn't just turn a blind eye.

Tomorrow, she will be back.

Lu Ziheng, who has done his homework, also knows that the little girl likes a sense of ritual. He has already given away: a ring, a Q-version clay figurine carved by two people himself, and a cup cooked in pottery class
Lu Ziheng turned over repeatedly on the bed, until his belly turned pale outside the window, and then he figured out what he was going to give to please her.

In the early morning of the next day, all the faculty and staff of Middle School A received an extra-long text message from Principal Yan on their mobile phones.

{The faculty and staff of senior one and senior three only need to pay attention to their appearance and suits;
The faculty and staff of the second year of high school must wear formal attire and wear the badge issued during the school celebration;

In addition, the teachers of the rocket class need to inform the students in their class that they must make red banners before noon, with the theme of "Warmly celebrate the four contestants from our school winning the International High School Debate Competition" and mark the names of the contestants;
At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, the teachers of the three main subjects of the rocket class selected several students to bring flowers and gifts, and the grade director led a team to welcome them at the South Railway Station of the Imperial Capital. }
What a blind cat meets a dead mouse.

Even if Ge Guoqiang is reluctant, as the director of the second grade, he has to obey the orders given by his superiors.

The eighth carriage from Rongcheng North Station to Imperial City South Station was all booked by Class A, especially just after leaving the high-speed railway station, Shen Qinghuan saw about 20 or so students wearing the school uniforms of Class A and holding red banners. Welcome them.

Shen Qinghuan easily spotted Lu Ziheng in the crowd.

Last night, Lu Ziheng, who didn't pay attention to the news, somewhat hurt Shen Qinghuan's heart.

Before Lu Ziheng cast his gaze on her, Shen Qinghuan subconsciously avoided it.

However, at that moment, Lu Ziheng was holding a pink sunflower in his hand, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab her sleeve through the crowd, and said in a low voice: "Is Xiao Qinghuan still angry with brother? "

Shen Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, looking straight at Lu Ziheng, her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't answer anything.

The lights of the surrounding media flickered, and the gaps deliberately flowed out made them think it was a play after rehearsal in A.

"This is an apology gift."

(End of this chapter)