Mu Ran returned to the classroom in a daze, sat in his seat, looked at the textbook on his desk, feeling a little sad.
As a black fan, he has failed
etc!
Did Liu Mu take his mobile phone away?
It's over, it's over!
Mu Ran's face turned pale and he panicked.
His Weibo is still logged in That account, overwhelmingly scolds him
Mu Ran's eyes became moist again.
The villain in my heart began to pray.
Liu Mu must not find out the trumpet on Weibo in his mobile phone!
Don't let his three hundred yuan a day's work and long-term meal tickets be blown away because of that trumpet! ! !
On the other side, Liu Mu, who was blowing the wind on the top floor, didn't know if he heard Mu Ran's begging, and smiled softly.
The bulky black mobile phone in the mobile phone is displaying the comment page on Weibo.
Willow's hand pointed at one of the comments.
That comment has only two words - "hehe".
It was the content of Mu Ran's first comment during this time.
These two words are like a dividing line.
The two styles of upper and lower form a very different and very different style.
The comments before the word "hehe" were all hostile trash talk.
It's disgusting to advertise again. The song is so bad that I almost spit out the overnight meal. I really don't understand why such a person would have a bunch of idiot fans like it, vomit.
The comments after "hehe" are like children playing.
The first day¡ª¡ªVisitor 9091029x-lqo: Did Liu Mu wrestle today?
The next day¡ª¡ªVisitor 9091029x-lqo: Did Liumu choke on drinking water today?
The third day¡ª¡ªVisitor 9091029x-lqo: Is Liumu hungry today?
Liu Mu looked at the words "hungry", and thought of the scene of a certain hamster trying to eat the whole box of sushi that day.
Low hoarse magnetic laughter echoed on the top floor.
"Ah" Liu Mu stared at the comments, as if he saw something from the comments, a little obsession appeared in his eyes, his voice was strange, with a picky end, "Mianmian, why do I like you so much?"
Mu Ran, who was still praying silently, didn't know that he had been exposed.
Carrying the happy mood of being able to eat good food and get paid starting tomorrow, Mu Ran went to class in a happy mood.
The numbers and symbols that are usually hard to hear can also be heard at a glance.
Mu Ran's heart was surging, full of satisfaction.
Anyway, he is also a person who has shuttled through dozens of worlds. He can't even understand some math problems, and he can't even get the first place in some exams. He is too useless.
After happily finishing class, Mu Ran returned home again.
Liu Mu found out because of his black fan status, but somehow it became the reason why he was a worker. Mu Ran no longer had to comment on him every day, and just lay down on the bed and slept obediently.
During the night when he was sleeping, there was a strong disturbance on the Internet, fermenting and surging.
A certain scheming man in the deep sea: Zhou Mian, a school bully, appears to be good friends with the singer Liu Mu on the top floor, but in fact he has a deep scheming to let Liu Mu die.
It is accompanied by pictures of the impressive trumpet speech, and the curse words written on the whole paper with black pen.
The willow wood male god's little padded jacket in winter:? ? ? What, the trumpet that is popping up under my male god's Weibo every day, is the hamster spirit?
Willow God's Little Gloves in Winter: Hehe, I didn't expect that there would be a day when I misjudged someone. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com