The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool

Qiao Nian couldn't lift her head in mockery by the crowd, gave Xu Yingying a fierce look, turned and walked towards her seat.

Jiang Yi pursed his lips and glanced at Qiao Qing. After all, he didn't feel embarrassed to step forward and walked back.

Hou Zibin came to Luo Chen again, hugged a signed book and didn't let go.

"Brother! Dad! Grandpa! Give me a signed copy! I promise that I will take Sister Qing as the leader in the future!"

"Fuck! Xiaoye is such a youngest?" Luo Chen laughed and cursed, then waved his hand, "Take it away, because you just spoke for Qingqing."

"Thank you Brother Chen! Thank you sister Qing!"

This person, like a treasure, ran back to his seat holding the book, for fear that others would **** him.

When the owner of the remaining books was found, the class bell rang.

The students in the class were still immersed in an atmosphere of excitement, and saw the old class walk in with a gloomy expression.

"Take out the test papers sent back last time. We will talk about test papers in this class."

The students were stunned. Except when the midterm exam results came out, it was rare for the old class to be so lost.

Reminiscent of what happened in the Chinese class last time, didn't the teacher grab the book?

Suspicion arose in the hearts of all the classmates, and they found that Yang Lianfeng was circling the aisle over and over again when lecturing.

By the half of the class, the student looking down at the test paper heard Yang Lianfeng's voice suddenly cut off.

Looking up, he saw Yang Lianfeng bending down and taking out a book from under Hou Zibin's desk.

There was a smug look on his face, "You can catch it for me", "Read extracurricular books in class, confiscated!"

Hou Zibin: "..."

Luo Chen was drinking water and sprayed far away with a "poof".

"It seems that this product really has nothing to do with the signature book, and the idea is back home."

After school at noon, there was such a scene of soup on the street.

A beautiful girl with a high ponytail walked in front, followed by a large group of students in school uniforms.

Qiao Qing walked home from school all the way, and the students in the same class who wanted books were afraid that they would not have enough books, so they all followed.

He Wanqing heard the knock on the door and was startled by the scene outside as soon as he opened the door.

"Hello Auntie!"

A large group of students smiled and greeted He Wanqing with a uniform voice.

These faces were not unfamiliar to He Wanqing, and she quickly recognized that this was Qiao Qing's classmate.

But at the last parent meeting, these people were still laughing at their mother and daughter.

The gazes looking at her at the moment were more respectful, even with some flattery and shame.

He Wanqing was a little confused.

"Baby, what's going on?"

Qiao Qing said lightly: "I want a book."

Then he looked at Luo Chen and Hou Zibin on the side, "You two come up and get it."

"Good, good!" Hou Zibin's signature book was confiscated, and the **** mood continued to this day.

Although the signed version is gone, it is a bit of comfort to be able to ask for another non-signed version.

As the three of them went upstairs, Luo Chen finally expressed his doubts.

"Qingqing, how come you have so many books? Do you know the editor-in-chief of Sun?"

Before Qiao Qing spoke, Hou Zibin said: "There are so many books, I'm afraid He Fengci himself has friendship?"

Luo Chen became excited when he heard this, and grabbed Qiao Qing's arm and asked: "Qing Qing, is what he said is true? Do you know Fengci himself?"

Qiao Qing lowered her head and glanced at his hand, "What if I tell you that I'm just windy?"

Luo Chen: "..."

Hou Zibin: "..."

Silently let go of Qiao Qing's hand, Luo Chen's voice was a little helpless, "Qingqing, you are joking again."

Qiao Qing: "..."

After the three arrived in the study, Luo Chen and Hou Zibin were shaking the furnishings inside, and they saw Qiao Qing pointing, "The book is in the box."

Luo Chen walked over after hearing the words, and said "Huh?" when he passed the desk.

Pick up the strange-looking slender cylindrical object on the tabletop.

Asked: "What is this? Pen?"