Spear Teacher

[I am not sleepy when I sleep]:

"I can't read, I can't understand, what is your purpose in posting these, do you look down on us illiterate people???"

[The other party is cheating]:

"Are you dating me? Wait until I die The food on the altar is all your favorites."

[Yangcun Nixige]:

"I am testing the latest antivirus software. Who can provide a risky website?"

[Stubborn Pig Intestines]:

"[Picture] Yes, it's 46 catties. How do you know I caught a 46 catties fish? I just caught it this morning. Has it spread so much on the Internet?"

[+v to see the secret recipe of crab roe burger]:

"Don't scare the newcomers away. Newcomers, don't be afraid. We are usually more sideline than this."

[A suspicious netizen]:

"What are you arguing about? It's just a small matter. The reason why we are all gathered here today is for our favorite idol Jiang Qiyu! Today, I want to pay tribute to my idol, thank her, and share my crazy life. I also wish her from the bottom of my heart that from now on, like my life, it will start to rot and stink!

[Whoever is bombarded with feces by a cannon will be useless]:

"The black fans upstairs! Where is the management! Where is the management! Fork the management out!!! (Twisting) (Wriggling) (Crawling in the dark) (Doing hip bridge) (Running around) (Falling down) (Getting up and continuing to run around)"

"......"

Everyone in her fan group was going crazy.

Even crazier than her.

So her words did not arouse anyone's suspicion, but instead caused a storm of thousands of people going crazy.

There were too many chat records, and most of them were meaningless, and the small window in the live broadcast room could not display them one by one.

So Director Zhang could only pick up the small speaker and asked Jiang Qiyu, who was calm and composed without any embarrassment:

"Qiyu, why don't you evaluate your own fan group? "

She was not shy at all when she heard this, and looked at the live camera openly.

When no one could think of how to describe these fans except "explosive", Jiang Qiyu spoke seriously:

"I found that my fan group chats tens of thousands of messages every day, most of the time there is no theme, and the chat content includes: going crazy, emoticons, talking to oneself, etc., without any logic..."

As she said, she paused and raised a sincere smile at the corner of her lips, and commented directly:

"I like this atmosphere very much, it's like a mental hospital. ”

As soon as this was said, countless hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha:

[Society is very tolerant. Not all mentally ill people live in mental hospitals. Some are in the fan group of Mr. Changmao.]

[Yes, I prove that this is definitely not a script. I am in the group, and my colleagues in it are crazier than mentally ill people.]

[I also prove it, but don’t be afraid, we are not really crazy, we are actually pretending...]

[The previous one, do you believe what you said?]

[...They are all zombie fans, this sister has millions of zombie fans.]

[...]

That night, with the help of the program group.

#Jiang Qiyu Fans are crazy#, this term once again topped the entertainment charts.

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After dinner, everyone returned to their rooms early after completing the day's game tasks.

Jiang Qiyu was no exception.

She washed a few bunches of grapes while taking a shower, and now she was sitting leisurely in the hanging basket in the open-air garden on the top floor, crossing her legs and fiddling with her phone.

There is no live camera here, so she would sit in this open-air garden when she had nothing to do.

Today, she rarely played games, but suddenly remembered what Fang Xubai said during the day, and opened the message she received. The anonymous text message that was not anonymous.

"......"

Just when Jiang Qiyu was lost in thought.

"Knock, knock,"

There was a sudden knock on the door behind her.

Her heart tightened, and she immediately put down her phone and looked back while leaning on the hanging basket.

But she saw a slightly cramped figure standing at the entrance of the open-air garden.

"Sister Qi, Sister Qiyu..."

Fang Xubai tossed and turned in her room for a long time, and finally came to the top floor.

After knocking on the door of Jiang Qiyu's room and no one answered, she guessed that she would be in this open-air garden.

"It's you."

After seeing the person in front of her, Jiang Qiyu seemed to be disappointed for a moment that she didn't even realize.

Then she waved to Fang Xubai who was standing not far away as if nothing had happened, as a greeting:

"In the middle of the night, are you sleepwalking? "

"No..."

Fang Xubai had something on his mind, so he didn't respond to her words. He just walked slowly forward with a heavy heart and sat down on the chair next to her.

"Sister Qi Yu..."

He turned his head with a tangled face.Looking at her, his expression seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"......What?"

Seeing this, Jiang Qiyu raised her eyebrows slightly and said calmly:

"Finally, you can't hold it back anymore. Are you going to confess your true feelings to me tonight?"

"......"

After hearing her slightly teasing words, Fang Xubai's expression froze, and then he relaxed and shrugged leisurely:

"Sister Qiyu, you are too narcissistic."

After that, he let out a long breath and ran out the purpose of coming here today with a melancholy tone:

"I accidentally heard the staff chatting today."

"Oh?"

Jiang Qiyu was still very interested in gossip, and handed him a grape:

"Tell me more."

Taking the grape with water droplets on it, Fang Xubai said:

"I heard them say that because of Brother Qi's departure without saying goodbye, there are rumors about you outside..."

When he accidentally heard the news this afternoon, he was very worried. He didn't understand why Qi Yu left, but Jiang Qiyu was pushed to the forefront.

After a month of getting along, he developed a lot of good feelings for this unique sister Qi Yu, and naturally he didn't want to see her being framed by the public.

Thinking of this, Fang Xubai stuffed a handful of grapes into his mouth with an angry face, biting and muttering:

"You said that these people are the same, they don't know anything at all, and they take malicious rumors seriously!"

"It doesn't matter."

Jiang Qi Yu thought there was something big, but after hearing what he said, he immediately restrained his face of eating melons, waved his hand and said nonchalantly:

"I don't care how others scold me behind my back, because I scolded a lot of people."

After a pause, she added:

"Besides , they may not be as bad as I am. "

"But..."

Fang Xubai was still unhappy, curled his lips and said:

"But I still can't stand them saying that to you."

While speaking, he accidentally glanced at Qi Yu's dark room again, and couldn't help but complain in a low voice:

"Brother Qi is really something, how could he leave without saying goodbye, and he was gone for three days, causing you to be said so badly, and he didn't come out to clarify for you..."

Hearing his words, Jiang Qiyu vaguely felt that something was wrong.

She was afraid that the boy would say the sentence "Unlike me, I only feel sorry for my sister".

"You are..."

Just when she frowned and was about to say something, a familiar voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the conversation between the two:

"Boy, green tea, right?"