Feminist God

  Chapter 225 Who Made it

   The things here are definitely not as simple as everyone imagined, and there may be other secrets in it!

  Wang Teng pursed his lips, looked down at the invitation letter and hesitated for a long time before bending down to pick it up, along with the A4 paper.

  He was very curious about what Lin Qingjing would scribble on it, and he would put it together with the precious invitation letter, so he opened it and took a look.

   "Crossing the front?"

  Wang Teng took a quick look at it. It looked a bit like a game design, but he couldn't understand what it meant.

  But he knew that such a torn piece of paper was completely incomparable with the invitation letter.

   Immediately, I began to despise Lin Qing's actions in my heart. It seemed that a piece of torn paper was so precious, and it was actually sandwiched with the invitation letter.

   What the **** is this!

  Wang Teng threw the worthless A4 paper into a ball and threw it on the ground without hesitation, then pursed his lips and put the invitation letter in his hand on the table.

   "This one may belong to Lin Qing, but my invitation letter disappeared for no reason." Wang Teng looked innocent, and left the class with his head down after speaking, seemingly disappointed.

  The class was quiet, everyone looked at each other, and they didn't know who started it, so the discussion gradually started.

   "I think Lin Qing might not be that kind of person." Sun Yating said weakly.

   "Where did Wang Teng's invitation go?"

   "Anyway, I won't believe that Wang Teng is lying."

  “.”

  Wang Teng stood in the corridor for a while, and after all the discussions in the class fell into his ears verbatim, he turned and left to make everyone suspect Lin Qing from this matter.

   Gaining everyone’s approval by arousing girls’ sympathy, and then using women’s sensibility to squeeze Lin Qing out, everything is so seamless.

  Not long after Wang Teng left, Liang Qingshi returned happily after listening to Shen Ying's sweet words of love.

  However, his smile has stagnated since he entered the class. Leaving aside the weird atmosphere in the class, what catches the eye is a pile of love letters scattered on the ground around Lin Qing's seat mixed with a few books.

   "What's going on here?" Liang Qingshi asked Sun Yating who was not far away while tidying up the books and love letters on the floor and putting them in a drawer.

  Sun Yating looked around and said in a low voice: "Hurry up and tidy up Lin Qing's things, we dare not touch his things."

  Lin Qingping is easy to get along with during the day, but no one touches the bottom line.

  Once the temper comes up, it’s really

   Even Liu Qiuya and Zhou Hani dared to fight him, but he is still safe and sound. Isn’t this a boss? !

  Through the entire university and even the sports university, there is absolutely no way to find anyone who really dares to provoke him.

  Who dares to touch the things of this kind of person?

   Probably just a few good people who dare to move

  Liang Qingshi carefully placed a stack of love letters neatly in the drawer, then raised his head and swept towards the class.

   "What's going on?" Liang Qingshi still didn't understand what happened.

  The others looked at each other in blank dismay, and then hesitantly told the story about Wang Teng.

  Liang Qingshi was stunned. They were indeed the last to leave, but Lin Qing definitely did not steal anything from others.

   "Have you packed it up? He will definitely get angry when he comes later." Sun Yating spoke again, still tiptoeing to see if it had returned to its original appearance.

  Otherwise wait until you come back.

   "It's finished." Liang Qingshi said.

  The bodies of the people in the class loosened inexplicably, most people dare not touch Lin Qing's things at all, maybe only Wu Lian, Yang Youran and Liang Qingshi dared to touch them.

   Now that Liang Qingshi has tidied up, Lin Qing must not get angry.

   "You guys are serious, is Lin Qing a thief?"

  Liang Qingshi complained a little, then looked at a ball of paper on the ground, thought for a while, bent down to pick it up and stroked it before putting it in the book together with the invitation letter.

  No one dared to speak, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing, with complex, suspicious, and other emotions in every line of sight.

   It wasn't until Yang Youran and Xiao Yue came back that the atmosphere eased a lot.

   "What happened, why do you feel weird?" Yang Youran was confused, and looked at many people who were hesitant to speak.

  Yang Youran asked a classmate not far away.

   "That is to say, Wang Teng dropped all of Lin Qing's things on the ground for no reason?" Yang Youran put away her smile and spoke seriously.

   "Wang Teng's invitation letter is gone, he found it in Lin Qing's drawer, it's not a frame-up."

  Yang Youran couldn't sit still. Lin Qing said that the invitation letter was absolutely impossible to steal.

  She looked at Lin Qing's location, and was relieved after confirming that Liang Qingshi had sorted it out. She found a girl who had a good relationship with Wang Teng to call, and planned to ask him to come and apologize to Lin Qing in public.

  The call was made quickly. Wang Teng was taken aback when he heard Yang Youran's voice, and then showed a faint smile. Everything was under control.

   "I never thought that Lin Qing would be this kind of person." Wang Teng said regretfully.

   "No, I just want to say that you hurry up and apologize to him."

"you"

   "Lin Qing won't steal things." Yang Youran's voice was very serious.

   "No? Why is my invitation letter in his book?" Wang Teng sat on the edge of the flower bed with his lips pursed and said innocently: "He is so good, let you maintain it like this?"

  Yang Youran was silent for a long time, and said seriously: "I trust him!"

  The phone hung up with a beep, and it was Wang Teng who hung up. The nails on his left hand were sunk into the flesh.

  Wang Teng really couldn't figure it out, the facts were already in front of him, Yang Youran still defended Lin Qing?

  Aside from a face, what else is good about that vase?

  Yang Youran returned the phone to the classmate, and asked again: "Is Lin Qing here?"

  People around shook their heads unanimously. Although Lin Qing's invitation letter was indeed difficult to explain, who would dare to touch their eyebrows at this time?

   Isn't this courting death!

  Yang Youran took out her mobile phone, looked at Lin Qing's phone number and hesitated for a long time before pressing the dial button.

  At this time, Lin Qing was still taking a nap in the dormitory.

  The bell rang, Lin Qing answered the phone vaguely, and asked, "What's the matter?"

  Yang Youran paused, and said, "Come to class."

  The short words seem to reveal some meaning.

  Lin Qing didn't ask why, got out of bed and washed his face before going out.

   "I have BB cream here, Lin Qing, I'll put it on for you, so you won't be afraid of the sun." Wang De was sitting at the table putting on makeup, and when he saw that Lin Qing was about to go out, he raised the small bottle in his hand.

  “.”

  Lin Qing paused, turned around and left the dormitory without hearing anything.

   At this time, the class was completely silent, and the atmosphere was already very weird, especially after Yang Youran finished making the phone call, some people didn't dare to show their anger.

  Lin Qing came in with a calm face. Looking closely, you can find a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and he seems to be in a good mood.

   But the more this happened, the more weird the atmosphere in the class became.

  People usually look at Lin Qing with astonishment, but at this time, most of them have vague and complicated eyes, because the invitation letter has not been explained yet.

   And the more anxious they are, everyone knows that the more peaceful and sunny the weather is now, but the next one will be a storm that will destroy the world!

  Lin Qing looked at Yang Youran, glanced at the proud career line by the way, and asked, "What's the matter?"

  Yang Youran remained silent, but snarled angrily at his position.

  Lin Qing walked towards his seat inexplicably, thinking that he was asked to come here just to sit here?

   And there seems to be something wrong with this atmosphere

As soon as she returned to her seat, Lin Qing frowned subconsciously. Before, her drawer was messy, but now it became very clean and tidy. There were piles of love letters on one side, and a few books on the other side. .

   "You did it." Lin Qing asked Liang Qingshi who was not far away.

  At this time, everyone in the class pricked up their ears, and Lin Qing didn't respond to Liang Qingshi's answer, and they all heaved a sigh of relief.

Nowadays, many people are praying that they must get away with it, and never develop into bad things. For example, Lin Qing found out that his things were deliberately thrown on the ground, and after knowing the truth, he angered Wang, who is not bad in all aspects. Teng.

   "Did you touch anything in the book?" Lin Qing asked.

  Liang Qingshi bowed his head in silence, his face turned red all of a sudden.

  Lin Qing frowned, Yang Youran's phone call, the weird atmosphere in the class, and Liang Qingshi tidying up the drawers for himself with such a shameful expression.

   These are all connected in series, the first thing that comes to mind is that my things have been turned over!

   Even if Lin Qingdang pulled out a book from the drawer, there was no invitation letter or A4 paper in it.

  Things have been touched, Lin Qing can be sure!

  He flipped through two more books before finding two things, but the shocking folds on the A4 paper had been kneaded before.

  Liang Qingshi would never do this kind of thing!

   "Who made it?" Lin Qing's voice had an unconcealable coolness, how dare someone rummage through the things in his drawer without permission? Still made it like this?

  He stood up with his right hand propped on the table, his aura of a boss made many girls in the class feel their scalps go numb for a while, and the athlete's foot that was inserted under the big white legs in the aisle couldn't help being scared back!

   Not to mention those joining in the fun in the corridor, all of them shut their mouths.

   Thank you for being so handsome that my name cannot be displayed, for the official reward from Pippi Shrimp, and for the recommendation tickets and monthly tickets from friends.

  (end of this chapter)