The villain's group favorite little cub

Chapter 1035: To settle accounts with Yu Yuanyuan

The little Zaizai who was holding the pen was frightened and said: "What?"

Yu Yuanyuan was thinking about explaining to Yu Yingze before, but there have been too many things of this and that recently, and she forgot about it as soon as she got distracted.

Yu Yingze has been preparing for the final exam recently and hasn't used his mobile phone much in the past two days.

I just discovered today that my phone ran out of battery at some point. After charging it and turning it on, there were countless reminders on his Weibo account.

Yu Yingze felt his temples jump suddenly. When did he send a video???

He obviously didn't even post on Weibo after registering, but now he has received many forwards, private messages and comments because of that Weibo post.

What’s even more frightening is that many people have already called him Yu Yingze!!!

How was this discovered??

Yu Yingze watched the video from the beginning and probably knew how his identity was revealed.

The little Zaizai in the video obviously accidentally touched the mobile phone, and kept muttering to himself that he wanted to black out the mobile phone screen. He tried for a long time but failed. In the end, he made a mess and the video cut off.

Although Xiao Zaizai's voice was very vague, she clearly said it was her brother's cell phone.

Now the whole world knows that he, Yu Yingze, is using a trumpet to scold Heizi on the Internet!

Ahhhhhh!

Yu Yingze hugged his head and calmed down for a long time before he remembered that he wanted to settle the score with Yu Yuanyuan.

It's really strange, why didn't they think that it was their brother who did it?

Isn’t it obvious that my brother is not the type to do such a thing?!

Looking at the angry Yu Yingze, Yu Yuanyuan twisted weakly: "To Buji, second brother, Yuanyuan heard a sound in your room that day. It was the phone that lit up... I just... I just wanted it to be quiet.

Come down, but it never rests and stays on."

Shen Ji did not interrupt the conversation between the brothers and sisters, and listened quietly to Zaizai's quibbles... No, it was an explanation.

"Is there a sound on the phone?"

"Yes, it is singing, and the song is 'I love to feed dogs if I choke to death'..." In order to prove that she was not lying, Yu Yuanyuan hurriedly restored the memory of that time.

Yu Yingze held his forehead: "It's 'yes, I will'!"

"Ouch." Yu Yuanyuan responded dully.

"Yuanyuan accidentally posted a video again?" Shen Ji has also been troubled by troubles these days. He just returned to his new home not long ago and seldom surfs the Internet.

Especially since Mr. Yu has already suppressed Yuanyuan's matters before, there is no need to go online to create hatred with those people.

Netizens will quickly shift their attention.

"Yuanyuan didn't say anything either," Zaizai raised his head and looked at Shen Ji innocently, "Yuanyuan just wants the phone to stop shining."

Yu Yuanyuan, who only had a children's watch, didn't know how to use a mobile phone. After hearing what she said, Shen Ji immediately laughed.

"There is a button on the side of the phone. Press it lightly and it will turn off."

"It's so simple!!!" Yu Zaizai was shocked.

"It's that simple, but you posted a video using my trumpet, and now everyone on the Internet knows that it's me who opens the trumpet...forget it." Yu Yingze was like a balloon that was about to explode, and he let it go at the last moment.

After losing his breath, Yandada shrank his neck.

"Second brother, Yuanyuan is wrong..." Yu Yuanyuan slipped off the stool, ran over and hugged Yu Yingze's waist.

The little head leaned against her gently, and the eyes showed sincere acknowledgment of the mistake, not just words.

When Yu Yingze saw it, his heart softened: "Forget it, forget it."

What if it doesn’t count?

The video has hundreds of millions of views, and even if he deletes it now, it will be too late.

Many people also saved the video, posted it again themselves, and even added his trumpet account.

Numb.

(End of chapter)