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Chapter 1 What should a blogger with [-] followers do?

Chapter 1 What should a blogger with millions of followers do?
April in Yuncheng is still a little bit cold, and Wu Nong is very gentle like soft words.It just rained last night, and now the sky is clear and the clouds are light, and the green leaves of the trees are still a little clear. It makes people feel that getting up early to take a breath of fresh air is the most pleasant thing.

But there are always people who don't think so.

At 315:[-] in the morning, the girl is in dormitory [-] of Yilan Courtyard.

After the sound of water brushing teeth and washing face, there was a burst of wild slapping on the face.

Those who didn't know piapiapia thought it was a performance scene of large-scale mutual slaps.

Classmate Yan Yi, who has a proud figure, patted skin lotion on her face, and at the same time shouted to someone on the bed in the mirror,

"Ye Mian, at six o'clock this afternoon, your half-month concussion vacation is coming to an end. This morning is the last class you can skip. I think you should get up early to experience what it's like to be in school before ten o'clock. of."

On the bed opposite to her, there was a flat person lying on the bed. Hearing the sound of them slapping her face, she squirmed impatiently, then turned over and sat up from the quilt, and leaned against the wall with her eyes open, the quilt still wrapped around her body. .

On the quilt was a picture of a shameful little white rabbit eating radishes on the green grass.

See once blind once.

Yan Yi's eyes were about to smoke from the heat, she looked away, moved the bottles and jars, and then started to put on makeup.

Ye Mian rolled her eyes and woke up for a long time. When the two people below were about to put on makeup, she cleared her throat and asked the people below with a confused face,
"You took me...concussion vacation?"

Yan Yi: "Or else? Hire someone with internal injuries in a car accident? Or tell the counselor the truth, are you broke up and are still thinking about how to move forward in your life?"

The short-haired girl next to her with expressionless eyeliner, Bai Li, paused for a moment, and said seriously: "Actually, I wanted her to invite you to take a vacation like 'I was cheated by a scumbag for money and sex, and I have no money to go to school, so I need to take a break from school for half a month'." Yes, but that option doesn't seem to be there."

With messy hair on the bed, Ye Mian with a dull face: "..."

She can probably imagine that her classmates will pay attention to her condition after she "has recovered from the concussion" tomorrow.

She closed her eyes in pain and fell back under the quilt.

...

In the class at 09:30, although Yan Yi and Bai Li didn't listen carefully every time, they still had a good attitude and almost never skipped class, so they left the house at [-]:[-].As for the fourth person in the dormitory, she is a petite and cute girl who goes out early and returns late, so she doesn't fit well with them. She rarely stays overnight in the dormitory, so I can see her occasionally in the classroom.

At 10:30, Ye Mian got out of the quilt, slowly climbed out of bed, took out her phone, and opened Weibo.

After thinking about it, I sent a copy.

[Surgical Castrationist: Let me ask you a question—after breaking up, I became an emotional blogger with millions of followers.The pie was too big, I fell asleep and was a little dazed. 】

After posting, she sat there in a daze for a while, still not recovering from the advertisement she received last night.

She, Ye Mian, is a little transparent from the College of Literary Arts in Yuncheng University A. After breaking up with her ex-boyfriend, she was sad and sad. She vomited bitterness on Weibo and asked for help online. Yesterday, she received an invitation to advertise a big-name snack on Weibo. .She thought it was a scam, and then looked at her fan count...

A million is not a dream, but a lot of zeros.

After the daze ended, she refreshed the page and glanced at the fans' comments.

[The future depends on the rich woman: walk with your hips and buttocks on your hips. 】

[Did my idol say he loves me today: If you want to crawl, I agree. 】

[Look at me, I want to win the lottery: Change all the money you received from the advertisement into 56 cents, throw it on the face of your ex-boyfriend, let him see how united the [-] ethnic groups are, and how magnificent my country is! 】

[Don't say I love you: The show with a broken leg upstairs can't be compared. 】

[Pick up the host and run: order a dozen or twenty little brothers, let's go together/squinting smile]

[Jiang Feng Yuhuo to Mianmian: It's time to start a new relationship. With money and fans, you are still short of a handsome boyfriend who is devoted to you. 】

Ye Mian read the fan comment "Jiang Feng Yuhuo vs. Mian" for a while, and then refreshed it again. This comment has become the most popular comment.

She is quite familiar with this name, and she has become a fan of her not long after she opened Weibo. Every time she posts on Weibo, the most popular comments are almost always this person, who is given the nickname "Although it is late".

She hesitated for a while on that account, and finally moved it away and quit Weibo.

Even if you are a fan of the brain, it is better to have a sense of mystery, so as not to be intimidated by her truth.

Putting down her phone, after a short wash, she simply tied her ponytail and left the dormitory with her face up.I bought a bag of soy milk and a piece of bread at the cafeteria, and sat on a bench in the small garden with the soy milk bag in my mouth. While eating, I quietly watched the boys snatching the ball in the playground.

Ah, this is the campus at eleven o'clock in the morning.There is a smell of hormones, as well as the smell of matcha bread and red dates and soy milk. It hasn't come out after half a month, and it suddenly smells, and it's... a little bit——

And a little smelly.

She hasn't had a good appetite recently, and she can't eat half of the bread.Sighing and propping his chin, he looked at the boys playing basketball in the playground, his pupils were not focused, and the crisp sound of coins falling when the money arrived in the account kept ringing in his mind.

Wow, the sound is so beautiful!

She calmed down outside until 11:30, and then walked back slowly.

Along the way, there were many people who were going to eat in the cafeteria after class, and when they passed by, they watched her whispering and discussing something in a low voice.

She looked down at the road, not paying much attention.

With the soles of Yan Yi's feet, he could guess that she was just gossiping about her breakup with Jiang Zhi.

She restrained the curvature of the corners of her mouth, and threw the soy milk bag garbage she had carried all the way into the trash can with a bang, as if venting her anger.

Back in the dormitory, Yan Yi and Bai Li had just come back, they didn't ask her where she was, put down their books, opened the delivery software, and raised their chins at her.

"Have you eaten? Do you want some together?" Bai Li asked.

She had no expression on her face: "Yes, one pizza and one fried chicken."

Bai Li was taken aback, and the small melon-seeded face under the short hair showed a strange expression, "Have you figured out how to spend the rest of your life?"

"Of course, I want to take the flower road."

"...I'll give you another fried chicken for free. If you have more fat, you'll be sober."

"Cool!"

"I'll also give you a free one. The newly launched ex-boyfriend set meal in the Little Fried Duck Restaurant. It is said that you can eat this duck and forget about him."

Ye Mian followed the black thing around, swallowed, and then asked with a black question mark on her face, "What the hell?"

"The ex-boyfriend set meal, you have to poke a dozen times with a knife and fork before eating..."

"Give me one."

(End of this chapter)

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