Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 128 The Class Are All Her Fans
"It's past twelve o'clock, isn't Qingqing not selling it?"

"I want to cry so much! Qingqing, come out quickly."

Qiao Yimo looked at the private messages and comments on Weibo, frowned, and then sent a Weibo message using Qingqing's account, "I kept everyone waiting for a long time. Due to special reasons, the batch of books will arrive in my hands the day after tomorrow. up~"

As soon as this Weibo was posted, it made headlines again.

Fans have comforted:
"Da Da finally came out, I love books, and I love you even more~"

"It's okay, we'll wait for you~"

"Qingqing, I love you!"

"Qingqing greatly likes you to publish more novels, and I like the characters in your works very much."

Qiao Yimo slightly hooked the corner of her mouth, then closed her eyes and rested.

As soon as this Weibo was posted, it also reached Leng tired ears.

The man in black trembled, "Boss, today's shipment is really the author's own book."

Leng Juan opened his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and said coldly, "Have you counted it? If not, shut up!"

He never believed in these social software, and people nowadays can't do anything for profit.

Hearing the words, the man in black nodded and hurried out of the study.

Joe's house.

Qiao Yimo sat cross-legged on the ground, typing on the keyboard with her slender and fair fingers, exuding anger all over her body.

She exhaled slowly.

How angry!
Detaining her book for no reason made fans have to wait for some time in vain.

She just tried several times to go over the wall to find out the person behind "Morun Pavilion", but she couldn't find it no matter what.

Hmph, if you act so arrogantly, you must be afraid of being retaliated.

She gritted her teeth and swore secretly that if she knew who this person was, she would smash his head.

In the early morning of the second day, Longhu Shibao came to Qiao Yimo's downstairs to pick him up.

Dong Yan knew these people now, but she didn't stop them, so she let them follow with confidence.

It's just that Qiao Anchu snorted when she saw the nose of the dragon, tiger, lion, and leopard, and she said in a low voice: "The soil turtle will play with the soil turtle!"

Qiao Yimo saw the dragon, tiger, lion, leopard and others, so she walked over.

I saw Long holding fried dough sticks in his hand, "Boss, here it is!"

Hu also passed the soy milk in his hand, "Boss, here it is!"

The lion held a hemp ball in his hand, "Boss, here it is!"

Leopard did not take anything.

The four looked at Qiao Yimo with a smile on their face.

A chill came to Qiao Yimo's heart in an instant, she rubbed her arms, curled her lips and said, "Be courteous for nothing, rape or steal?"

"No, we just want to take care of the boss, how did you sleep last night?" Longhu Shibao looked at Qiao Yimo expectantly.

Qiao Yimo took a sip of the soy milk, and the aroma of the soy milk spread from her mouth, and her mood also improved.

"Say something!"

"Hey!" The four scratched their heads and said embarrassedly, "Boss, did you go to Jiangcheng Avenue last night?"

"Who told you?" Qiao Yimo asked blankly.

"Sister Xunxin, she came to our apartment to play last night!"

They also listened to Sister Suixin's words, that scene.
Tut tut!One word, absolutely!

Hearing their itching, they got up early the next morning to find the boss.

Qiao Yimo heard the words, and said calmly, "Oh."

How can the boss talk like that, aren't they acting obvious?
They also want to play with the boss.

The four lowered their heads in disappointment, without saying a word.

"Heh!" Qiao Yimo saw through their thoughts at a glance, and said seductively, "You also want to follow me to the basement of Gucheng."

Hearing this, the four of them raised their heads in surprise and nodded heavily, "Mm! Mm! Mm!"

"Think beautifully!"

Qiao Yimo poured a basin of cold water on their heads, and then walked happily.

Looking at Qiao Yimo's figure, Longhu Shibao sighed in disappointment.

The boss is too eccentric, let Shuxin and Sister Liuxin do every task.

Class F.

As soon as Qiao Yimo walked into the classroom, there was a lot of crying and howling.

"Wooooow! My heart is broken."

"Me too. I waited for a long time last night but didn't get Qingqing's book."

"Woooooo! Who is not? My old boyfriend asked me to go out to play yesterday. I didn't even want to go, so I stayed in front of the computer and prepared to grab it."

"I don't know what happened to Qingqing, but the sale has been delayed!"

"Then wait slowly, I hope it will really go on sale tomorrow!"

The corner of Qiao Yimo's mouth twitched. She didn't expect there to be so many supporters in the class.

She should be happy, or worry!
When Qiao Yimo put down her schoolbag, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

Han Meng, who is usually lively and dancing, is now spread out on the table like a flower that has not been watered.

"Little girl, what's the matter?" Qiao Yimo asked with concern.

Han Meng's round mouth pouts, "I'm so sad!"

He looked like he was going to die.

"what happened?"

Han Meng roared, "Qing Qingda's book is not on sale, I've been waiting for a long time!" She thumped the table irritably.

At this moment, Yu Changze caught the attention of the back, she patted Han Meng's shoulder, and asked in a light tone, "Do you want it?"

"Yeah, I'm a loyal fan of Qingqing, if I can have a big physical book of Qingqing, I will be very happy!"

Hearing this, Yu Changze nodded and did not speak.

Qiao Yimo didn't expect that Han Meng was also her fan
I don't know whether to be happy or sad!
She thought about it for a while. When she came to Qiao's house, she remembered that she brought a physical book with her.

If I remember correctly, it should be in the cabinet.

Since Han Meng likes it so much, she will give it to Han Meng.

The first class passed quickly.

Bai Ping has been teaching Class F for so many years, and she has never been so happy.

Especially when she saw Liu Yan's stinky face when she first arrived at the office this morning, she was even more happy in her heart.

After class, she hummed a tune all the way back to the office.

The other teachers joked, "Teacher Bai, are you in a good mood?"

Among them, some teachers also echoed: "Of course, their class won the basketball championship yesterday."

"That's right, and it was that humble Qiao Yimo who defeated Class A."

"Speaking of which, I also watched Qiao Yimo's basketball video, he is really handsome!"

"Even I, who doesn't like basketball, was hooked by her!"

Bai Ping smiled and said, "Really? If you like it, watch it a few more times."

After the words fell, Liu Yan, who was on the sidelines, snorted coldly, "What's the use of playing basketball well, your academic performance is so poor! When it comes to the college entrance examination, your class F will still be No. 1 from the bottom."

As soon as Liu Yan said this, the other teachers could smell a sour smell in the office.

They all shook their heads, tsk tsk tsk!
What a lemon essence!

Bai Ping looked at Liu Yan's black face, and said loudly on purpose: "Even if the score is last, our basketball will not lose to any class."

She said this on purpose to Liu Yan.

snort!
When Liu Yan heard the words, she was so angry that she put down her work and went out.

She is very firm, Bai Ping from class F just doesn't get along with her.

(End of this chapter)