There were many people chatting in the club group. Those who lived in the school dormitories had already returned to the dormitories and probably had already taken a shower. The few people who lived off campus on weekends also reported their safety in the group one after another.
President: Remember to select some of the photos you took today and post them on m station @媛了又圆
Yuanleyouyuan: OK, wait for me to fix it tomorrow
The person behind said, "Make them look better."
Mo Qin flipped through the pages and looked at the group album. There were already many photos uploaded in the album, all taken tonight.
I have a lot of photos from before, and I take a lot of photos almost every time I go out to play.
As can be seen from the photos, those places are not particularly gloomy or weird.
After all, people participate in these activities to relieve study pressure, adjust their mood, and find a group of people to play with, not to really commit suicide.
There are even photos of people playing board games, script-killing games, and some escape rooms.
In short, these are just entertainment activities for normal people, nothing out of the ordinary.
Mo Qin searched for the club's account on the M site again. It had less than two thousand fans, and it was estimated that many of them were contributed by its own people.
M Station is used by many young people, so it is not surprising that they would register an account on this website.
The updates and photos posted there are all carefully selected. If there are some ugly photos in the group album, then the photos here are slightly retouched and not so weird.
There are even fewer videos in it, almost nothing, and even if there are, they are only short and serious clips.
This is probably why this account has so few followers.
Because it's not interesting or exciting enough.
It was not until the next day that Mo Qin saw the account posting photos of the dinner. The photos were just adjusted in color and no other retouching was done.
At the same time, a video of several people singing was also released, and only those who sang well were selected.
Most of the comments below are from our own people, and there are also some alumni who have already graduated.
Sun Yiling's account is quite lively.
There are now nearly a thousand likes and more than three hundred comments.
Most of them are words of praise for appearance, envy and blessings.
But there are a few differences:
"Oh my god, am I the only one who thinks that girl is pretty?"
There are several responses to this sentence:
"You're not the only one, I'm also..."
"Even though the photo is blurry, you can still tell that her facial features are really delicate."
"Where? I didn't see any of them. With our 10-point beauty filter, I couldn't see any other decent 'beauties'."
“Oh, I suggest you see an ophthalmologist.”
Not long after, someone else said:
"Oh my god, I found it! A high-definition picture of that young lady. Absolutely beautiful!"
"I don't mean to say that number 10 is not pretty, it's just that the girl's face is more attractive to me."
"Point the way..."
It turned out that the netizen followed the clues of Kyoto University and accidentally found the club's account.
The pictures above are more numerous and clearer.
At one time, quite a few people came to see it.
"Oh my god, I was going to curse, but it turned out to be really beautiful."
"Such a beautiful girl can make her debut, right?"
"Haha, Kyoto University is the top university in the country. Why doesn't he want to debut in school? Are you crazy?"
"Ah? So what if you're in a prestigious school? Maybe you'll get a job in the future that's not even as good as... a day's salary. If you don't want the money, you're crazy."
"Exactly. Who are you looking down on? You think you're superior because you went to a prestigious school? You're such a ****."
"Anyway, I am more noble than you *****."
I don’t know what that person posted, but it was censored to the point that only a string of asterisks remained.
The remaining group of people inexplicably started a war of words.
When the girl who was in charge of the club account saw it in the afternoon, she was really shocked.
She immediately deleted the comments that were provocative and were harmonized, and kept the messages that were simply there to see her and praise her.
Peace has returned to the comment section.
But the girl was still a little scared, so she posted a few photos. How could this attract a few mad dogs?
On the other hand, more and more people came back to Sun Yiling's account and said how beautiful the young lady was.
Sun Yiling felt uncomfortable instantly when she saw those comments. They were obviously her fans, but instead of praising her, why did they lick others?
She had carefully deleted those good photos that showed Mo Qin's face, but netizens still found them.
They even dug out the society’s account.
Sun Yiling also went over to take a look. There were not only those posted yesterday, but also those posted in the past.
When viewed separately, both of them are beautiful individually, but when they appear on screen together, the difference is immediately apparent.
She is not only more beautiful than herself, but also more elegant than her.
At first glance, she is someone else's child, a pampered little girl.
The jade on her neck felt slightly cold, and a barely audible, clear male voice rang in her ears:
"It's all my fault. If I had enough energy, I could help you."
Sun Yiling was sitting on the bed in the dormitory. Her three roommates were also there. She couldn't speak and could only type on the screen.
"It's okay, it's not your fault, it's all that Mo Qin's fault."
She didn't type the following words.
Moqin What? Blame others for being prettier than you?
It's so shameless.
Hao Yinjun was so weak now that it was difficult for him to even show up for others to see. He had to expend some energy to talk to Sun Yiling.
Of course, no one can hear him unless he wants to.
He looked at the photo on the screen, his cold eyes flashing, and he was a little tempted. Such a beautiful face might be...
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Monday night.
After lunch, Mo Qin went to the library because she needed to look up information for the homework assigned by the teacher today.
There aren't many people in the library, and it's usually not crowded unless it's exam week.
There were several large bookshelves filled with books related to the major. Mo Qin searched for a long time before finding the books she might need.
The book was on the upper shelf and she couldn't reach it, but fortunately there was a footstool next to the bookshelf.
She moved the stool in the corner over, but before she could stand on it, a tall figure turned in.
Xu Zihua glanced at the stool in front of Mo Qin, with a gentle smile on his face, and asked in a low voice:
"Classmate, what book do you want to get? I can help you. It's a bit unsafe to stand on a stool."
Mo Qin: “…”
Is a 30cm high stool unsafe?
Does God want to know?
Although she could complain, she still shouldn't hit someone who smiles at her. Mo Qin politely rejected him in a friendly manner.
Before he could make any more effort, he quickly stepped on the stool, took the book, and put the stool away in one go.
Xu Zihua raised his eyebrows and felt more and more amused.
Such a woman is challenging.
What's the point if I can be captured by him just by showing goodwill?
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