The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

She typed quickly. ơɱ

Just halfway through the game, the screen suddenly went dark.

out of battery……

Gu Weimian frowned and looked at Pang Yiqin who was standing aside: " Lend me your cell phone."

She probably won't be able to finish things for a while.

When the phone was called, 'Beep--' rang three times.

Gu Weimian looked relaxed, but a mechanical female voice came from the other end: "I'm sorry, the number you dialed cannot be connected at the moment."

Her brows furrowed tightly.

The editor-in-chief of the magazine doesn't answer the phone?

She wanted to hit one more, but at that end, the ticket inspection was coming to an end.

Shi Jiqing walked up to Ao Qijun: "Young Master.

Gu Siyu looked at Shi Jiqing expectantly, "Did you find out anything? Are the tickets all fake?"

Shi Jiqing looked embarrassed. Facing hundreds of pairs of bright eyes, he could hardly open his mouth.

After a long time, he finally said bravely: "Looking at it now, it should be true."

The sound was not loud, but the whole place was silent at the moment, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Everyone had a weird look on their faces.

These people are all fans of Ao Qijun, but... the more he is a fan, the more they feel sorry for him!

"Wouldn't it be better not to stand up for Gu Siyu from the beginning?"

"exactly……"

"It's all Gu Siyu's fault. Doesn't she have any self-awareness?"

These whispers leaked into Gu Siyu's ears word by word, and her expression changed again and again.

She stepped forward and was about to speak, but Ao Qijun made a calm gesture.

He looked back, his handsome face expressionless at all, and looked at Shi Jiqing: "Where's the handwriting?"

Gu Siyu's eyes lit up.

Handwriting!

correct! The ticket can be real, but the ticket itself is customized by someone in the student union, and they can fill it out themselves.

"So...it's actually those people from the student union who took the tickets and filled in Gu Weimian's name!"

Gu Siyu's eyes were shining.

She looked up at Gu Weimian. Gu Weimian was still energetic at first, but now he lowered his head and seemed to be about to fall asleep.

Except for occasionally looking at the mobile phone, my whole mind is not at the scene at all.

Gu Siyu frowned. She wanted to speak, but Ao Qijun stopped her again.

The man looked towards the crowd of people watching outside.

This time... the people below didn't really buy it either.

"How many more times are we going to come?"

"Is it over yet?"

The faces of everyone in the student union, from the initial anger, have now turned into a look of laughter.

Not far away, there was a commotion, and hundreds of people slowly walked towards this side.

There are more than twice as many people as there were originally onlookers here!

Is this the plan? …

Shi Jiqing took a step forward: "I have no other intention in calling you here. I just want to ask you a question. When you filled in the votes, was it Gu Weimian or Gu Siyu who filled in the goddess vote?"

"What a great move to remove the firepower," Chu Shaoze narrowed his eyes tightly, clapped his hands and laughed, "You are really working too hard."

"It's amazing that we can invite so many witnesses."

The vice-president sighed: "Everyone who comes here will be given a hundred. Who won't come? Except for those who have gone home, almost all the students in the school are here. What a big deal!"

Such a big deal, they really can't keep up with it.

It might be better if the hilarious expressions on their faces could be stopped.

Among the 'witnesses' found, someone asked: "Are you telling the truth? Or...can you just say Gu Siyu?"

After all, you can be soft on others...