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Those who lived nearby got into Chen Xiao's car and waited for him to take them back with a smile.

"It's been a long time since we took a car home together. The last time was before the New Year. The president took us to eat at a very authentic veteran barbecue and then sent us home one by one?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, calling me 'President' is unfamiliar."

"It's not like we're unfamiliar. It's been two and a half months. Ever since he couldn't bear to see our company close down and couldn't bear to think about it, he went to a small earth temple in the mountains to become a monk. His contact information was completely cut off. Now the one who pays us wages is Sister Yan Yao."

"After all, Brother Song Ze, it's normal to do such stupid things."

"Hey, why don't we go up the mountain to see him together another day? Tell him that the magazine has not closed down, but is getting better and better under the leadership of Sister Yan Yao!"

"Gonghuo, right?" Chen Xiao cursed with a smile while driving the car, and glanced in the direction of the co-pilot.

Instead of looking at Yan Yao, he looked at the right rearview mirror to confirm the condition of the car on the rear right.

Yan Yao shrank her neck slightly. Although she knew this, she still instinctively reacted to the gaze directed towards her.

"President," she whispered.

A little bit weird:

“It’s really time to visit his old man.

"I believe that after two and a half months, he has become a Buddha.

"Let's have a good talk with him, the Buddha. There will be successors to the inheritance he left in the mortal world."

Several colleagues were silent for a while.

It sounds like Yan Yao, who was forced to shoulder the burden, has a lot of resentment towards the president who left the burden behind.

Yan Yao let out a sigh of resentment:

"Otherwise, I can't be the only one to meet Teacher Guan Ai during the Courage Festival on April 4th."

Chen Xiao's hand holding the steering wheel shook.

The colleagues in the back seat were shocked:

"what?"

Chapter 38: How about finding a real job?

"Yan, Sister Yan Yao, what did you just say?" A colleague with a big belly asked stammering.

He and several colleagues suspected that they had heard wrongly.

What did Yan Yao and Teacher Guan Ai talk about, and why did they suddenly fast forward to meet offline?

"I told President Song to make an appointment with Teacher Guan Ai on April 4th, the day of the Courage Test," Yan Yao said.

The Test Bold Festival on April 4, like the Ready to Buy Festival on March 14, is jointly organized by various e-commerce companies. It is also a consumerism festival jointly launched by a group of merchants.

Haunted house, escape room, live-action scripted murder...

On this day, they will launch high-priced discounts, such as tickets that originally cost several hundred yuan and more than 1000 yuan. Let me tell you a number, all for only 99.8!

The festival is popular among young people, especially college students, who are keen on social gaming.

After all, if you play well, wonderful fate may come to your doorstep inadvertently.

"Teacher Guan Ai is only 18 years old. The ones closest to him in age in the whole society, and the most likely to have no generation gap, are President Song and I."

Yan Yao said:

"If I go alone, my identity is obviously inappropriate, and I might be regarded as 'another hidden rule and sexual reprint of the author by the editor of the Hidden Rules Society'..."

"Only let President Song go alone. He and Teacher Guan Ai have never communicated. And if it is regarded as 'the first time the male president of the club has revealed the unspoken rules for same-sex authors'... it will be even worse."

She spoke in a calm tone, and her colleagues became more and more silent as they listened. In the end, their expressions were almost tense.

Indeed, by then the ugly nicknames will not only be the "Hidden Rules Club", but also the "Copper Sex Club".

It sounds too crazy...

"So, President Song and I went together to have someone to look after us and avoid misunderstandings." Yan Yao said.

"Wouldn't going together be regarded as an 'unwritten rule that the male president of the club and the female editor-in-chief treat the author at the same time'?" a colleague with a big belly whispered.

"...Then let Teacher Guan Ai bring a friend."

"Win the party?"

"..."

"Hiss--pretend I didn't say that." The colleague who was pinched by the person next to him with a big belly sucked in the cold air and chose to shut up.

Yan Yao was speechless, silently looking out the car window at the lonely late-night street scene.

When the title has been attached.

No matter how you do it, it can be considered as having ulterior motives.

Chen Xiao thought for a few seconds and asked:

"Sister Yan Yao has already made an appointment with Teacher Guan Ai?"

Yan Yao shook her head: "I haven't made an appointment yet."

"Then let's make an appointment first. Young people have young people's social circles. What if Teacher Guan Ai has found a girlfriend in college, or has made an appointment with the brothers in the same dormitory, and we can go out together for a dare? "

Chen Xiao said:

"And what makes you think that you suddenly want to ask him out to meet? As a friend, or as the president, editor and author?"

Yan Yao thought about this series of questions for dozens of seconds.

Then he shook his head and replied:

"I'm not sure either."

Maybe it was just a temporary emotional impulse.

Let her make an emotional decision.

"Well..." Chen Xiao pondered for two seconds and said, "There is still a week until the courage test, don't be in a hurry, think about it slowly."

When the red light turned into green, he stepped on the accelerator and drove a car full of colleagues on the empty, car-free night road.

……

the next day.

Tang Ping was in class with his eyelids twitching. He always felt that something was slightly wrong today.

But when I woke up in the morning, I didn’t see the drone outside the window. The class teacher didn’t arrest him when he sneaked into the toilet to do exercises during the class break. Even lunch in the cafeteria went very smoothly without eating any weird little things...

What also made him feel wrong was the Chinese class representative.

The quiet girl with glasses and bangs was usually one of the most serious students in class.

Sit up straight, with your butt only on the front 1/3 of the chair, and keep a punch distance between your chest and abdomen and the edge of the table. Answer the teacher's questions proactively, and ask questions if you don't understand what the teacher is saying...

But today, she was slightly hunched over and seemed to be in low spirits. She was called on several times by the teacher for dozing off during class, and she didn't react well when the teacher asked her questions.

What happened?

Although it’s not a good idea to think this way, could it be that someone suddenly died in the family, parents quarreled and got divorced, the business suffered a huge loss, lost ten consecutive games in competitive games, accidentally started a game of "Civilization"... and so on, which makes people stay up all night. Sleeping thing?

Tang Ping couldn't think of anything, so he stood up suddenly during the break and walked to the canteen.

Why do you think so much? It's none of his business.

It is better to go to the canteen and buy a bottle of local fresh milk to replenish your body.

However, when Tang Ping finished buying fresh milk and took a sip while walking back to the classroom, he saw several girls surrounding the Chinese class representative and overheard their excited discussions...

He finally understood why he kept feeling like something was wrong today.

"It turns out they are navy soldiers. I always thought they were real readers!"

"I just said that "Cinderella" is obviously so touching, why do people still cling to unimportant details?"

"Is it touching now? Isn't it 'I won't read it if it's not a romantic novel'?"

"Oh, I didn't know that this article was so easy to cry about - those navy soldiers are so bad. How did you find out, Qin He?"

Qin He, the Chinese class representative, covered his mouth, yawned, and said tiredly:

"I didn't notice it originally, I just wrote down what Teacher Li said to refute those who didn't understand and those who seemed to be slandering.

"Then I retorted and retorted, and suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with these people -

"Would a normal user start from the first day and comment on the same topic for so many consecutive days, tirelessly commenting on posts, replying to them, creating new posts, ridiculing, sarcastic, and being weird...?

"It would be okay if it was just one or two people. I checked the ingredients and found that there were at least a dozen of them all like this, distributed on several platforms.

“And their work and rest schedules are highly consistent, and they are basically active online during the same time period, but the specific times are slightly different from each other.

"It's like there is one person controlling these dozen accounts, constantly switching platforms and accounts, regularly hacking "Cinderella" every day, and also hacking "The Emperor's New Clothes" and the author along with him.

"It's really hard for me to imagine that a normal person would do this kind of hatred. I can only think that someone hired a troll to throw dirty water."

Qin He, the Chinese class representative, laughed a little when he said this.

Although his expression was still tired, there was a hint of pride that said "please call me detective".

"So I privately messaged those accounts one by one and said, 'It's hard for one person to control so many accounts. How about finding a real job?'

"Then it was like a cat stepping on its tail, meowing and scolding me. It was very cute.

“I ignored it at the time because it was already late and I was too sleepy, so I just fell asleep silently.

“I woke up in the morning and looked at my phone, only to find that it had been cursing me all night without stopping.”

After she finished speaking, she laughed again, and the girls around her also exclaimed.

Not far away, Tang Ping was drinking fresh milk: "..."

Ah this.

Chapter 39 Girl, you have a problem!

Hearing the narration of Qin He, the representative of the Chinese class, Tang Pingren was almost dumbfounded.

How did you get ahead?

I'm not happy yet!

It was obviously me first, but I should have sent messages to each of her accounts one by one, using seemingly gentle threats to make her afraid all night long, causing her to toss and turn in fear and wake up in her dreams.

Then use AI to write a lawyer's letter and send it to her to scare her, saying that he will meet her in court, let her go to jail for a few days, pay tens of thousands in mental damages, and have it appear on her work resume in the future——

Most people don't know that a lawyer's letter, as an unofficial document, is just a piece of waste paper filled with nice words and does not have any legal effect.

Tang Ping had seen this before. His former college roommate, the naughty boy Wan Kun Kun Terrier, was sent a lawyer's letter. He was so frightened that he became paralyzed, trembling like chaff, and as quiet as a chicken.

When the classmates in the next dormitory who also played Kun Kun Terrier heard about it, they were so frightened that they immediately deleted all the memes and solemnly declared that they have always been Ai Kun...

Tang Ping even asked AI to complete the project, and he was just waiting for Qiao Yinque's little black remarks to ferment for a few more days, and he was happy and cheerful.

The result was unexpected overnight.

"Snapped"

Joy is gone!

His heart was filled with sadness.

"Huh? Tang Ping, what's the matter?"

Qin He, the Chinese class representative who was discussing with several girls, glanced casually and noticed Tang Ping looking at them with a complicated expression.

Tang Ping held it in for two seconds.

Still showing a dumbfounded smile:

"Sister, I am fishing for big fish with a long line."

"Long-term fishing for big fish?"

A few girls didn't understand.

Qin He didn't understand it at first.