"Fatty, Sun'er, are you guys participating? Write a couple of poems and I'll copy them."
We'll see later.
Hao Zhangwen said calmly, "You guys take care of the other things first. I have a lot to do and need to focus my energy on the mobile game."
Zhao Xun was even more indifferent:
"Write a damn thing."
Even so, he inexplicably thought of Ma Jiaojiao, who was waiting for her boyfriend downstairs in the second dormitory building.
He right-clicked on the desktop and created a new txt document.
Then typed in rapidly:
She loved him, but he didn't love her.
Love a fucking thing.
The "normie" phenomenon is exploding.
Zhao Xun narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, then pressed the delete key repeatedly to clear the document and also threw the txt file into the recycle bin.
He plans to start laning against people again.
But then I saw a newly updated message on the confession wall at Jiangda University.
"Who said we don't have a school beauty in second grade! She just didn't participate in the competition—"
There are also accompanying pictures below.
Zhao Xun found it even funnier; it seemed Zhou Zhou's status as the school beauty was about to be stripped away.
Let him see for himself which school of experts he is!
He scrolled down, and the photo appeared on his computer screen.
Zhao Sun: Hmm?
He turned his head and looked to the side.
I'm not entirely sure.
again,
"Um…"
Staring at the screen.
"oh…"
He slowly closed the notebook; there must have been something wrong with how he opened it.
Then, with a swish, it was lifted up again!
Sharp eyes!
"…Grass!!"
The photo displayed on the screen was of himself doing Lao Bei's makeup backstage at the time.
"This is fucking bizarre..."
Zhao Sun was in a bit of a headache.
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