C11 The Green Grassland

A few fans noticed that the first thing Qin Yi did when he went online was to pay attention to Tang Xun's Weibo. He did the same thing that he did in the past, which made the fans feel a little more at ease. They shouted that they were going to leave. Their prince charming did not want to meet him.

The only one who was good at jumping around was Yan Shi's fans. The main character did not say anything, but the fans directly categorized Qin Yi as their property.

The result of the fans being angry was that Tang Xun's Weibo had completely fallen into the hands of the fans. It was filled with curses and curses.

Unfortunately, Tang Xun did not go on Weibo once every ten days or half a month, just like how she was currently accompanying the partner to stroll around the campus.

Staring at the Wutong tree that was filled with withered leaves, Tang Xun silently turned her head and quietly listened to the boastful talk of a certain clothing company's boss.

Her heart did not waver at all, and she even wanted to turn around and leave.

"That is the piano classroom?" As he passed by the music academy's building, he heard a pleasant sound of the piano. The boss stopped in his tracks.

Tang Xun turned her head and looked over.

Dung Chengyu pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly. His eyes were bloodshot, but he still had to focus on facing the picky Mr. Fang.

"It's a music classroom. Do you want to go and take a look?"

"No need." The boss waved his hand. "I trust the students of the University of Nan. We can decide on the cooperation of the school company."

Dung Chengyu heaved a sigh of relief and took the initiative to shake hands. "Thank you for your trust and support. The University of Nan will not disappoint you."

"No problem." The middle-aged man looked at Tang Xun with a smile. "I have seen your work before. If you are willing, our company is willing to hire you as a fashion designer at a high price."

Tang Xun considered for a while and said, "Thank you for your appreciation, but I do not have any plans to enter the company for the time being."

If possible, she wanted to open a studio or become Qin Yi's personal fashion designer.

The boss laughed and said, "It's fine. You can slowly think about it."

The three of them stood under the Wutong tree. As it was time for class, their surroundings were empty.

From the window upstairs, they could still see the situation below.

Dung Chengyu stood in front, covering half of Tang Xun behind him. His tall figure gave him a sense of security.

The boss had the standard attire for most successful people. He had a bulging beer belly, his hands behind his back, and his black leather shoes were polished.

The few girls in the piano classroom by the window clearly saw this scene. They took advantage of the time when the teacher was talking about resting to start whispering to each other.

In less than two minutes, a girl sneakily took out her phone, pointed the camera at the people downstairs, and quickly took a picture.

Because the angle was displaced, it looked like Tang Xun and Dung Chengyu were holding hands, while the boss was playing the role of the antagonist who broke up the couple.

The girl smiled as if her plot had succeeded. The editor sent a Weibo post and shared it with her good sister Cui Wanyu.

The two of them often worked together in an ambush on the forum to discredit the girls who might steal their limelight. They even wrote a set of Versailles literature. It could be said that they shared the same stinginess.

Tang Xun had too many potential enemies in school. Almost every department had a few girls who were jealous to the point of wanting her to be disfigured and lose her reputation.

When they hated Tang Xun, they formed an alliance relationship and did whatever they could to discredit her.

...

The internet spread very quickly. This Weibo post even @ Qin Yi's official fan club, and it affected a wider area.

The fans spontaneously organized a small team to go. Qin Yi:... Qin Yi:... He apologized on Weibo.

Xiang, who had been paying close attention to the situation on Weibo, was dumbfounded.

"Mr Yi," he rushed into the innermost bedroom with his computer. When he saw Qin Yi holding his phone and giving off a low pressure, he did not back down. He went over in surprise and said, "The matter on the Internet seems to have been resolved. Your fans are back."

Qin Yi looked at him coldly and said, "Speak."

"Look, the fans are starting to apologize."

Xiang pointed the computer screen at Qin Yi.

As time passed, Qin Yi was completely expressionless.

The calm before the storm always made people uneasy.

Xiang vigilantly protected his computer and asked, "Mr Yi, are you not happy?"

Qin Yi did not say anything.

After a long time, a low laugh came from the dimly lit room. It was cold and creepy.

"Happy? I'm happy that my girlfriend has confirmed her relationship with someone else? Ah."

He was so happy that he wanted to kill that man.

Xiang looked at his Weibo in confusion. Only then did he realize that after his fans apologized to Qin Yi, they went to bombard Tang Xun's Weibo.

They said that she clearly had a boyfriend, so why didn't she come out to clear up the scandal, causing them to misunderstand and nearly lose their fans.

He continued reading and clicked on the original Weibo post that the blogger had forwarded.

... ""

The scent of a green grassland greeted him.

He subconsciously looked at Qin Yi, who was trying to probe him at the edge of madness, and then retreated to the safe zone.

"It might be a misplacement shot. How could Miss Tang do such a thing?"

Qin Yi did not answer. He flipped through Tang Xun's Weibo all these years, and his expression was calm.

There were less than 20 posts in total. All of them were forwarded. They were either forwarded for the design competition or for the school's public account.

It was monotonous and boring.

However, Qin Yi continued reading them like a devil.

He then calmly sent a message to Tang Xun.

The second time.

On the other side, Tang Xun, who rejected the boss's invitation to dinner, received a text message and was confused.

After sending the excuse of refusing dinner to Dung Chengyu, she started to figure out what Qin Yi meant.

Awkward?

"Tang Xun," Qiaoqiao turned her head with a frightened expression, "you and Senior Dong are on the trending page."

Tang Xun frowned, "We did not leave the school today."

Qiaoqiao held up her phone. "Look! The angle of the photo is like holding hands."

"The main point is that your Weibo has fallen once again. Yan Shi's fans are about to arrive at the battlefield."

Qiaoqiao let out a long sigh." Microscopes, microscopes. You live up to your reputation. "

The Internet was so big, yet they still encountered cameras. It made people wonder if paparazzi's cameras were everywhere.

"Hey, our junior from our school is awesome." Pann Rongrong pushed the door open with a complicated expression. "Junior and junior are advertising on Weibo that you and Dung Chengyu are a match made in heaven."

"Especially your fangirl in the Computer Department. She even crazily edited the video of you two participating in competitions. Usually, the video of you having meetings in school is full of affection. Anyone who sees it will have to say the sour smell of love."

Pann Rongrong wiped her face bitterly. "If I didn't know the two of you, I would probably have joined the lemon spirit team."

Qiaoqiao was silent for two seconds and asked sincerely, "Didn't you say that you were brothers with Senior Dong?"

Pann Rongrong collapsed on the bed and flipped over like a fish. "Don't mind it. Three feet of ice is not a day of cold."

"Didn't you say that half a month ago? Do you still remember the vow you made at the Great Ming Lake?"

Pann Rongrong's face instantly became paralyzed and she lied on the bed pretending to be dead. "I don't remember. What we should be concerned about now is Movie King Qin's mood."

After saying that, the two of them looked at Tang Xun who was seriously drawing on the computer.

She wore a pair of white earphones and looked like a cute little girl from the back.

However, when the little girl turned her face around, any casual smile on her face would cause her soul to be attracted. Her eyes were dark and did not have any light at all.

Tang Xun indifferently retracted her gaze and reminded, "Report the design drafts the day after tomorrow."

Pann Rongrong waved her hand indifferently, "The day after tomorrow, there is still a whole day left tomorrow."

"Ah!!!"

Qiaoqiao, who was checking the class schedule, let out a pained cry and then got out of bed to turn on the computer.

"It can't be? All of you are doing homework, making it seem like I am useless."

"Class will be over tomorrow, and class will be held at night. If you think you can rush your drafts overnight, I won't stop you from playing."

Qiaoqiao put on black-framed glasses on her nose bridge and weakly moved the mouse. "Ah, I am dead."

Pann Rongrong,... ""

F * ck.

She could not care less about the crumpled sheets and quickly rolled down.

Tonight was destined to be a night of light reading.

At eight o'clock in the evening.

Tang Xun suddenly remembered that she had yet to reply to Qin Yi's message, so she hurriedly went to check.

She lay alone on the chat page for the second time. It was empty.

Tang Xun hesitated for a while with her fingertip on the send button, but she still pressed it.

In the afternoon, she was drawing a picture.

When she sent the message, it was as if a stone had sunk into the ocean. Within half an hour, the phone beside the computer did not even light up.

The picture on the computer screen had already been completed. After thinking for a while, Tang Xun still sent the link to Dung Chengyu.

The other party replied very quickly.

Senior Dong: I think it's okay. Do you have time to meet and chat this Sunday?

Sunday...

Tang Xun did not know when the filming would start and could only reply that there might not be time on Sunday.

Where would they be going on Sunday?

The other party suddenly sent this message.

Tang Xun asked a question mark in puzzlement, and in the next second, her trembling hands pointed back.

She and Qin Yi used a couple profile picture, but no one knew when Qin Yi's profile picture was exactly the same as Dung Chengyu's. It was a black cat with bright eyes.

Tang Xun looked at the latest news on the screen and felt a chill in her heart. She did not dare to touch the keyboard again for a long time.