"Master Chu, you have to give me an explanation for this matter! My sister doesn't even want to live now! I must find the person! Who is it! Who is spreading such rumors! How dare you slander my sister like this?

!" Young Master Yan was furious and hired a senior hacker in Kyoto overnight. However, no matter how he blocked it, the source code information would still pop up automatically like spam advertisements, and the video had even been made into a ghost...

"Yan Zhi, calm down. I will give you an explanation on this matter. The college has a bottom line. Those who trample on this line are destroying themselves." Chu Feng's voice was a little chilly. After hearing the whole story, Chu Feng said

Later, he gradually discovered that Xiang Yang, whom he regarded as a chess piece, did not seem to be simple. It was very likely that Xiang Yang did this...

As soon as Yan Zhi hung up the phone, Chu Feng received a greeting from Zhao Yingkong. Judging from the tone, he seemed to be caring like a friend.

"Chief Chu, no, you have to call me President Chu now. I heard that something big happened to the Yan family, and it has dominated the college's hot searches. How about it? Do you want our Gufeng Society to help?"

"I will handle this matter myself, so I won't bother President Zhao. If there's nothing else, it's late at night. I want to rest. President Zhao can do whatever he wants." After saying this, Chu Feng hung up the phone directly. He and

Zhao Yingkong had nothing to talk about at all, but since Zhao Yingkong had spoken so plainly, he felt that it was necessary for him to use his last killing move!

Regardless of others, Xiang Yang had a good sleep that night. Although he had unlocked the power of cultivation, sleeping seemed to be more effective in relieving fatigue and rejuvenating energy than meditating, and even his mood seemed to become more pleasant.

!

Of course, in the past, in order to save time, he would meditate to restore his energy. Sleeping has always been a luxury for him.

After waking up in the morning, Xiang Yang went downstairs after briefly freshening up. On the way to the Gufeng Society, he heard people talking about Yan Luobing from time to time. He listened with his ears pricked up and found it very interesting.

"I can't believe that Yan Luobing is such a person!"

"Yes, on weekdays, she is well-dressed and even selected into the school beauty rankings. She is the goddess of many boys!"

"You have heard that Yan Luobing actually framed her fiancé. A few days ago, someone saw her in a small store, deliberately targeting the game goddess who has been trending recently. It is said, it is said that the game goddess, in fact

She was also framed, and those rumors were spread by her..."

"..." Passers-by were talking a lot, and they had all kinds of speculations. The trend that was originally aimed at Xiangyang was reversed in an instant. Those people from the Black Ancient Feng Society began to sympathize with the Ancient Feng Society, and some people even started to apologize on Tieba and Weibo.

, clarification and other remarks...

"Yangyang! Our big star, you are finally here! Everyone is waiting for you!" When Gufeng Club saw Xiangyang coming, Zhao Yingkong gave him a bear hug. She couldn't let go of Xiangyang now. She felt that Xiangyang was really useful.

Where is the tool man?

"President, please let go... I'm going to be strangled..." Xiang Yang didn't bother to expose Zhao Yingkong's false enthusiasm. If the wind had not reversed now, he felt that Zhao Yingkong would treat him like a god of plague and hide away.

Far away.

"Yangyang, you have been greatly wronged this time. The Gufeng Society has decided to fully compensate you for the profit share of the movie. I will personally pay another 100,000 yuan in compensation, and it will not stop there. If I can run for the position of Chief Student Union this time, I will succeed.

, I can also give you the position of president." Compared to the sweet words of comfort, Zhao Yingkong was more down-to-earth, and the benefits he offered made Xiang Yang very satisfied.

"Then I'm not polite, President, WeChat or Alipay? Cash is also acceptable." Xiangyang knew very well how thick-skinned Zhao Yingkong was, and he didn't even dare to be polite. He took out his mobile phone and asked Zhao Yingkong to scan the QR code to pay.

.

The corner of Zhao Yingkong's mouth twitched. Xiang Yang had only known her for a few days. Did she become familiar with her tricks so quickly? Originally, she wanted to pay back the price...

Helpless, having said all her words, if Xiangyang doesn't fall for the trick, she will naturally have to pay...

"Okay, I received the money. President, do you have anything else to do? It's okay. I went to the study room. I have done some homework in the past two days and I have to study hard." Xiangyang went straight back and forth, saying what he had to say.

Zhao Ying was not given a chance to make official remarks at all. Once the matter was brought up, Xiang Yang was afraid that he would be used as a tool again.

"Ahem, the student union election is coming soon. That's what I think. If you can help me canvass votes...there will be great benefits." Xiang Yang did not follow the routine and also stunned Zhao Yingkong. She originally dug it

There are many good pitfalls, but now it seems that they are of no use...

"Oh, that's it... let me check the time. If there is no conflict in time, I will help you. I wish you good luck in your campaign." Xiang Yang said something ambiguous and inconclusive, and turned around to leave.

Watching Xiang Yang leave, there were so many people in the Gufeng Society, but no one could think of a good excuse to stop him. The words came to his lips, but they swallowed them back alive. After all, when Xiangyang suffered the infamy alone, there was no one in the Gufeng Society.

People really stood up and supported him!

After clearing himself, gaining money, and teaching the person who framed him a lesson, Xiang Yang felt that he had gradually mastered the temperament that a protagonist should have, and had begun to control the throat of fate!

"Dear students, please pay attention! Chu Feng is going to organize a grand confession ceremony in the college playground. If you want to watch the excitement, hurry up!" Xiang Yang was walking on the way to the study room when he suddenly heard this announcement and looked at it.

The crowd immediately gathered towards the playground. He was stunned for a moment, not understanding what kind of trick Chu Feng was playing!

Frowning, Xiang Yang thought he'd better go take a look. This guy Chu Feng was too insidious. Maybe he had some tricks up his sleeve to get him into trouble...

In the school playground, a heart-shaped confession wall has been built. The walls are surrounded by balloons and a huge heart-shaped rose array. The fragrance is overwhelming. A band has already set up a formation and is sitting on the left and right sides of Chu Feng. The sky

From time to time, someone sets off fireworks... (note, this is during the day...)

“So romantic!”

"Senior Chu Feng is so handsome!"

"I don't know who is so lucky. I have never heard of Senior Chu Feng liking someone."

"...." Xiang Yang was crowded in the crowd, listening to the little girl's chirping, and suddenly had a bad feeling...

"Thank you very much for your support. Today I, Chu Feng, want to confess my love to someone. I hope everyone can bear witness to me. Everyone should know this person. She is the king girl who played games with me on the night of the New Year Party! This is also the case.

For a while, the new goddess who has been criticized the most by everyone... She seems to have arrived at the scene today... Please give way..." Chu Feng's words made Xiang Yang's scalp tingle, this must be Chu Feng

conspiracy, but now he had no choice but to watch Chu Feng push aside the crowd and walk towards him.

"I have something that I wanted to tell you since the first time I met you..."

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