After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

The cover is still the RM logo, a huge dark red rose.

"The album, it's quite textured." Lin Jihuan was even more puzzled, she opened it, "This album contains—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

She stared blankly at the first page of the photo album, and even the thoughts that were unique to a scholar stopped at this moment.

The photographers hired by RM are naturally top-notch in the world and have a high degree of control over the lens.

In this photo, the light and shadow are distinct, the red dress and roses are perfectly blended together, and the girl has dark hair and red lips, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

The surrounding students were also silent.

Si Fuqing's current traffic is indeed not small, plus the studio has only been established today, and the topic is very high.

Most of her fans are young students, and many people in the class are her fans.

The classroom was too quiet, and Nian Yi'an felt something was wrong. He slowly raised his head and heard a howl like a pig.

"Fuck! This is Qingqing... Qingbao's photo album?!"

"Ahhhh, I'm crazy!"

"Help help! When was this picture of her?! How come I've never seen it before? Look at this chest, this leg, it's amazing!"

Screams came and went.

Nian Yi'an's eyes fell on Lin Jihuan who was also stupid: "..."

He just asked for a few autographed photos, how could it be turned into a photo album? !

No wonder he felt the weight was wrong when he received it.

"Ah ah ah!" Some girls couldn't control their hands anymore, "Ji Huan, lend me a day, I'll take a picture, just take a picture!"

"The first picture is so good-looking, what's behind it, hurry up, there's something we can't see."

"And a signature! Oh my God, who sent this to you?"

"No!" Lin Jihuan reacted and quickly collected the photobook, "I haven't even read it yet, and I put it on the bookshelf to offer it after I finished it, so I won't give it to you."

The bell rang just at this moment, the evening self-study began, and the others could only reluctantly return to their seats.

A whole evening of self-study, Lin Jihuan received countless small notes asking her to borrow a photo album, but she didn't see all of them.

Finally, after school, Nian Yi'an breathed a sigh of relief and was ready to ride home.

"Hey! Same table, eh, wait." Lin Jihuan caught up, she was very sure, "You sent it."

Nian Yi'an was at a loss: "What?"

"Okay, stop pretending." Lin Jihuan pointed to the greeting card, "If you don't do your homework, others don't know your handwriting. I've been at the same table with you for so long, how can I not recognize your dog-crawling handwriting?"

Nian Yi'an: "..."

He didn't know for a while whether this sentence was scolding him.

With a helpless smile, he could only admit: "Well, just treat it as a gift from you for my tutoring."

"Ah, you're too good." Lin Jihuan was surprised, "It's normal for classmates to help, you don't need to send me anything, but I really like this photo album, can I buy it?"

Nian Yi'an smiled: "No, make up the tuition fee."

"But I didn't listen to RM's official statement about what kind of photobooks would be released, and there is no corresponding material in Qingbao's super words." Lin Jihuan pondered, "Although Qingqing has a station sister, it is impossible to go inside RM."

She squinted: "You honestly explain, where did you come from? What is your relationship with my family?"

Nian Yi'an: "..."

Is his detective at the same table up?

"Forget it, seeing that you are so embarrassed, I won't force you to ask." Lin Jihuan patted him on the shoulder, righteously, "Brother, don't worry, don't speak Chinese and English, I have covered all your subjects, I promise. After making up the class and starting the first mock exam, you will enter the top 100 in the whole school."

Beizhou No. 1 Middle School has 30 classes in a grade and 60 students in a class.

Yi'an's performance has always been in the bottom three hundred.

Nian Yi'an took a deep breath and smiled: "Then you should kill me."

"No no no, although I don't know how you managed to get Qingqing's photo album, but you are so sincere, I have to work hard." Lin Jihuan clenched his fists, "Ehhh, don't say it, you My little girlfriend has come, I'll go first, ask me if you have any homework today, bye."

Nian Yi'an was about to say something, when she heard the back, she couldn't help frowning: "Wait, what little girlfriend?"

Lin Jihuan had already run away contentedly holding Si Fuqing's photo album.

As soon as she ran away, a gentle voice sounded: "Classmate Nian."

Nian Yi'an doesn't need to look to know who it is.

Contacting Lin Jihuan's previous words, his eyes became a little colder: "You didn't talk nonsense in school, did you?"

Ning Tingyi was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips: "No, no."

Nian Yi'an didn't have time to deal with her, put her schoolbag on her shoulders, and rode away.

When he got home, he called Si Fuqing to ask how she was doing today.

"By the way, Sister Qingqing, why did you send a photo album." Nian Yi'an pressed her head, "My classmates are crazy."

"Huh? Photo albums are easy to collect." Si Fuqing responded, "What's crazy?"

Nian Yi'an described the situation at that time.

Si Fuqing's fox eyes lit up: "You said that you are cute, pretty, good at studying, and your classmate is my fan?"

"Yes, crazy fans." Nian Yi'an said quietly, "but she... she is your mother's fan."

He is also a fan type who was pulled by Lin Jihuan to popularize science.

Si Fuqing: "..."

She hung up the phone with a blank face.

How can a little girl younger than her be her mother's fan? !

What an unscientific world.

**

Two days later, "Sixty-six Days of Survival" officially ended.

The last two episodes are still being edited, and the number of online reservations has reached 50 million.

It is also a star variety show, and its influence is not low.

The next day was the annual banquet of Tianle Media.

Si Fuqing is preparing all the plans to ensure that everyone else at the banquet is safe.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Yu Xiheng came back.

Then I saw the girl on the sofa shrunk into a small ball, sleeping like a fox curling its tail.

Feng San hurriedly stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Ninth brother, Miss Si has been busy all day, and she fell asleep because of exhaustion. It's not easy for me to wake her up."

He didn't dare to say that, because he was afraid of being beaten by Si Fuqing.

"Yeah." Yu Xiheng kept her brows still, and said lightly, "Go and prepare something to eat."

Feng San stepped back: "Yes."

It was completely dark outside the window, only the lights remained.

Yu Xiheng stepped forward, put her hand on Si Fuqing's head and patted: "Get up, don't sleep here, it's uncomfortable here, go to the bedroom."

"I can't afford it." Si Fuqing heard someone calling her, and turned around, "You care where I sleep, why are you so annoying."

Her voice at this time was also small, hazy and too soft.

Yu Xiheng sighed, a little helpless: "You really can't get up?"

"I really can't open my eyes." Si Fuqing closed his eyes and hugged the pillow in his arms, "I don't want to move or have the strength to move, or you can carry me over."

"..."

The surroundings fell silent.

Good, scared away, no one will bother her anymore.

Si Fu continued to sleep peacefully.

The next second, her body suddenly vacated.

A slender arm clasped her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Bumping into the man's warm chest, the scent of cinnamon on the moonlit night suddenly approached, clear and deep.

This gentle yet stern breath was so familiar that Si Fuqing woke up instantly.

After three seconds of silence, she was already put on the bed.

Finally, Si Fuqing decided to say hello: "Boss, good evening."

"Huh?" Yu Xiheng smiled, "I knew it was night, I didn't sleep foolishly."

He took a step back and put one hand in his trousers pocket: "Come out for dinner later."

The door was closed, Si Fuqing rubbed his face and muttered, "Black-hearted monster."

All her recent social death moments have been contributed to Yu Xiheng.

After this toss, Si Fuqing no longer felt sleepy.

She turned on the computer and was about to check for a reply from T18.

The computer went black in an instant.

A green read bar appears.

Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows.

Attack her?

interesting.

She opened a bottle of Coke with one hand and typed casually on the keyboard with the other.

After a few seconds of fighting, Si Fuqing had quickly judged from the opponent's attacking style that it must be a new investigator from the Intelligence Department after her death.

Technology is good.

You can practice it.

Si Fuqing made a few new programs to go in, and slipped the other party for an hour before closing the program completely.

It also made up a few firewall vulnerabilities.

I sighed in my heart.

She is a really good worker.

How could her senior brother and senior sister have such a caring little junior sister?

**

The excellent migrant worker Si Fuqing didn't know that her operation directly turned people off.

The young man stared at the computer, the blue veins on his forehead throbbing violently.

Originally, he attacked for an hour, but he was about to succeed.

Suddenly all the intrusion programs bounced back, the computer screen turned into a huge grimace, and the music of "Gong Xi Fa Cai" sounded.

This is absolutely sarcasm!

"Yo, failed?" A voice sounded, "Elvis, you've been in the Intelligence Department for three years, and you can't even do anti-invasion?"

"If you can't do it, forget it, and you're being counterattacked again?"

"You don't have to be there for me." Elvis was very angry, "Every time you act outside, you don't think about who will clean it up for you. If I hadn't wiped out the traces for you, you would have been killed long ago. caught!"

"Xingxingxing, I was wrong." The young man raised his hand, "So you still haven't found out who this person is, and now we only have a message from him, saying that we need to deal with it. Seriously illegal and unethical things."

There are many people attacking the T18 defense system.

After all, over the years, they and Zero have cooperated in the competition to destroy many transnational criminal organizations.

But no one would be idle enough to invade T18 just to leave such a message to play tricks on the investigators.

This is indeed within the purview of the T18.

"Yes." Elvis was weak, "Daxia Empire, Yicheng."

"Well, Yicheng." The young man narrowed his eyes, "What else?"

"I checked, it is a relatively large city in Nanzhou." Another intelligence officer quickly tapped on the keyboard, "At this time and place, a large banquet was held there, involving various forces. "

"Tsk, this person asked us to send someone to arrest them, saying that they would give us results." The young man touched his chin, "If it's a zero person, how could it be possible to give us results."

T18 and Zero have played too many times, and they are familiar with each other's styles.

Such an attack method is not a zero idiomatic way.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Zero has recently recruited a super hacker.

But once it comes to key things, Zero and T18 are definitely going to grab performance.

I heard that the chief of Zero can kill someone from a distance of 100 meters without using a gun.

As a result, the people with zero are actually too embarrassed to say that they are violent madmen.

"So it must be a joke." Elvis grabbed his hair, "I don't believe it anymore, I must break this person's IP address!"

The young man suddenly raised his hand, signaling the others to keep silent.

The crowd fell silent instantly.

He pressed a button with a respectful expression: "Chief."

"Yeah." The man's voice was languid, low and sweet, "Your commander was on vacation in the Great Xia Empire recently, tell her, let her try it out, and attack by the way."

"She has itchy hands recently, and this matter is handed over to her. The action team will be led by her this time."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in dismay.

Isn't their boss the mysterious woman known as the "Night Witch"?

There is no information she can't get out of the rumors.

"Yes." The young man responded quickly, "I will follow your instructions and report the matter to the superior, and our people will be dispatched immediately."

If there are no exceptions, this time to go to the Great Xia Empire, I have to fight with the people of Zero again.

**

Here, a seaside city in Dongzhou of the Great Xia Empire.

The night was dark and the streets were full of traffic.

Five-star hotel presidential suite.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, falling flowers danced towards the vast and far-reaching sea.

The woman is wearing a long black dress with a slender waistline.

The glow of the neon lights fell on her dark red hair, making her skin as white as jade.

"Yicheng, Tianle Media?" The woman raised her hand and pressed the headset, her lips slowly raised, her smile charming and dangerous, "Understood."

Coming soon, this story is a bit difficult to write.

Continue to ask for monthly tickets for Qingqing and His Majesty~

The third senior sister is overtaking the corner, the sixth senior brother, your home has been stolen, and the second senior brother did not even get on the track? ?

Why is it T18, the first letter of the second brother's surname is T, he is the second child, there are 9 brothers and sisters, 2x9=18, very perfunctory naming method 2333

See you tomorrow~