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Mao Fei said in surprise: "Sister?!"

Jiang Zhaoyu followed the sound, and was also surprised: "Ah! Your face...?"

Mao Fei was at a loss for words.

What to say?

Your brother came to snatch my man, we fought, and your brother is being detained at this time?

Mao Fei waved his hands indiscriminately, and prevaricated: "It's okay, it will be fine in a few days."

Zhuang Qiang was still cracking, because of the sentence "I am in love with Ran Qing", he felt that he must have an auditory hallucination.

He looked at Jiang Zhaoyu dully, and asked, "Girl?"

Jiang Zhaoyu frowned, hurriedly looked around the four of them, then lowered his voice and said, "I came quietly, I have evidence to prove that you were framed."

She took a deep breath and added: "I was framed by my boyfriend Zhu Ming!"

The lights were turned off in 214, and it was pitch black.

Ran Qing's seat was surrounded, and Jiang Zhaoyu sat on the chair. She inserted the USB flash drive into her laptop, and the waiting time for scanning became extremely long.

There was only the sound of breathing in the room, and the psychological effect was serious, and the sound of breathing revealed a sense of dignity.

Jiang Zhaoyu stared at the keyboard with downcast eyes: "I... I'm doing design work, and my computer is broken. I'll borrow his computer and configure it."

The scan was completed, but no one urged her to open it, and listened to her statement quietly.

"Then, download the material, use the network disk, and automatically log in. There is a compressed package in the file interface that I am curious about, and it is named---" At this point, Jiang Zhaoyu clenched his fists in embarrassment, "---name it, the gold master dad."

"At that time, my roommate was next to me. After seeing it, I said a few jokes, which made me guard against others. So when the lights were turned off at night, and they all climbed into bed, I secretly clicked on this compressed package."

"Actually...Actually, if my roommate didn't tell me, I might just ask him out of curiosity, but the more I think about it, the more I care about it, and there is a password in the compressed package, and I tried several times to unlock it."

Jiang Zhaoyu held the mouse and clicked on the "Gold Master Dad" folder, and a screen full of pictures popped up, all of which were chat screenshots.

"Look," she stood up and left her seat with a trembling voice, "I've seen it several times, and the evidence should be very solid."

The curtains were open, and there was a faint light on the balcony.

Mao Fei only saw a few pictures and was so angry that he wanted to raise a knife to make trouble. He jumped up and cursed. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Jiang Zhaoyu standing in front of the sink and covering his face.

Flipping through the pictures one by one, the room was burning with four raging fires, filled with continuous fragrance.

Suddenly the fire was extinguished, Mao Fei shut up and went to the balcony.

"Senior sister," he said softly, handing her the paper drawer beside him, "thank you anyway."

Regardless of whether she is Ju Ming's girlfriend or Jiang Yimian's sister, he must thank her for this matter.

Jiang Chaoyu rubbed his face, smiled softly through tears, "It's hard to accept at once, who would have thought..."

Mao Fei was a little annoyed, he asked: "Then now... have you broken up with him?"

"Not yet, I just found out last night," Jiang Zhaoyu said disappointedly, "I've been hesitating to expose him today, so I didn't meet him... As for breaking up... definitely have to."

I don't know what they saw, even Zhuang Qiang cursed "Fuck me".

Mao Fei pursed his lips and defended himself: "They are so angry, they can't help it."

"It doesn't matter," Jiang Zhaoyu smiled wryly, and shed tears again, "I don't regard him as a boyfriend anymore, such a person, feel free to scold him."

Back then in the gym, Mao Fei felt regretful that a flower was stuck in cow dung and wanted to pull it out.

It's all right now, I don't cherish cow dung, I deserve it.

"Senior sister, do you still remember that when you celebrated your birthday at the beginning of this semester, the senior said he would give you an oil painting?"

"...how do you know?"

Mao Feibianzui: "Because he wanted to borrow flowers to present Buddha, the oil painting he was going to give was actually painted by me."

Mao Fei recalled before and after, sprinkling salt on his wounds, and confessing everything he could recall to Jiang Zhaoyu. At the end, he sighed: "It is also through this incident that I know that he still has this pair of eyes. Face, what your roommate said is right, people's hearts are separated from the belly."

Jiang Zhaoyu was already stunned, and after a while, she leaned against the window sill as if talking to herself: "But he...he treats me really well..."

After chasing her for two years and being together for a year, they planned to start their senior year next semester a few days ago, so they moved to a rented house with a clear north and south, supervised each other, and worked together for the postgraduate entrance examination.

She also said: "I want to learn to cook."

He said, "Then I'll do the dishes."

Jiang Zhaoyu bit her lip, her whole body was swept by great loss.

Mao Fei handed her the paper and comforted her with what Zhuang Zhou had said to him: "To judge whether a person is good or not is not to judge how good he is, but to judge how bad he will be when he is bad."

Jiang Zhaoyu looked at him.

"He lied to you and me too. He is full of vanity, narcissism, violence, talking nonsense when he sees people," Mao Fei determined to persuade, "This time he even bribed the student union and the club to frame us together. It's so bad. It's in your bones! Maybe one day you disagree with him, and he will plot against you."

Jiang Zhaoyu sobbed: "He has...surprised me..."

"So it's right to break up!" Mao Fei praised, "Senior sister, he has long been unworthy of your liking, he is not worthy of you at all."

Jiang Zhaoyu drew two more pieces of paper, thinking, no wonder...

No wonder he stopped himself from saying hello to Mao Fei and the others in the bar, because he was afraid of being exposed.

Mao Fei sighed, feeling both happy and sad. He picked at the side of the paper and asked concerned: "Next, are you going to break up with him?"

Jiang Chaoyu nodded, and said in a daze, frustrated: "I thought about it last night. If we broke up, I should consider my brother's suggestion. He said that he would take me abroad to study in the United States to enrich my horizons and experience... .”

Speaking of this, she smiled a little: "Actually, I am quite moved. Before I wanted to take the postgraduate entrance examination with him, I refused without even thinking about it. Now... I have never been abroad. It is a lie to say that I don't want to go. talk."

Mao Fei looked at her, speechless.

Her boyfriend treats her well, but unfortunately her boyfriend is morally corrupt, her brother treats her well, but unfortunately her brother is even worse.

Ugh.

It is not that every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, but that everyone has scriptures that are difficult to recite.

In front of the computer, after flipping through the chat records, the three of them turned their faces, and their eyes were all burning with raging flames of anger.

Ran Qing gritted her teeth and said, "I said it last time, don't let us get caught, otherwise we will retaliate! Damn it's more sinister than I imagined, if you just pierce the sky, the student union will have to change the water, The officials' collusion is outrageous!"

Xia Xiaoxiao patted Zhuang Qiang: "Brother, you are wrong. It's not that you are too strict with us, but we are too strict with you. You are simply a clean stream in bureaucratic capitalism, a white lotus that emerges from the mud without staining it." .”

Zhuang Qiang waved him away, turned around in anger, and cursed: "It doesn't sound like a good word!"

He froze again, and tremblingly warned: "Don't provoke me again, do you hear me, none of you stimulate me again!!"

Jiang Zhaoyu wiped away her tears, let out a long breath, and before she could speak, she was interrupted by the ringing of the phone. She took out her phone to check, and hung up again.

She said: "Juming is looking for me, he may ask me to go for a walk on the playground."

All four looked at her.

Mao Fei assured: "Don't worry, we will definitely not expose you!"

Jiang Chaoyu shook his head: "Up to now, there are still posts on the Xiaonei website that imply that Zhuang Qiang is a thief. I read it last night, and almost all of it is on the homepage... Rumors and rumors are not clarified. If you are wronged, he will also let him taste it." The sweetness of doing bad things is not a good thing. And he has only got Zhuang Qiang, and the three of you, he is still looking for opportunities, and he cannot be allowed to have such opportunities. "

She stretched out her hand to Ran Qing: "Give me paper and pen."

Ran Qing presented it.

Jiang Zhaoyu wrote two lines of English and numbers: "Later, you can use my account to post anonymously. If he sees it, he doesn't need to go to the background of the Internet department to check and he will know it's me."

Mao Fei was in a hurry, Xia Xiaoxiao took the lead and said worriedly: "He has such a strong desire for revenge."

"Don't worry." Jiang Chaoyu put down the paper and pen, rubbed his eyes and said, "I'll go to him now and 'surrender' before breaking up with him, and accompany him on the playground for the last time."

"No!" Mao Fei said anxiously, "What about after that? He will--"

"Let's talk about it later." Jiang Zhaoyu walked towards the door, "Anyway..."

Anyhow, a love.

She put on the hood. "He'll reform himself in the future."

The door was closed, and the room fell into silence again, except for a computer screen emitting white light.

Ran Qing said slowly: "It's not kind to meet people."

Zhuang Qiang asked: "Then... post it, post."

After a moment of silence, the three of them said in unison: "Of course!"

There are too many pictures, hundreds of them, and it is impossible to send them all out. It is necessary to go through them again and pick out the key points.

Mao Fei moved a chair and sat next to Ran Qing. He only looked at a few pictures before, but now, he is begging himself not to let go of a screenshot, and dedicates all the fragrance he has not vomited.

So he failed to see that beside his bed, his mobile phone had been turned on and off several times.

The atmosphere in 214 is tense and dense.

Zhuang Qiang couldn't sit still, he grabbed his hair and paced back and forth in the room.

He asked, "Do you really want to send it?"

Xia Xiaoxiao said: "You don't want to clear up your grievances? You don't want him to repay the wicked? His girlfriend insists on justice. Why are you hesitant, the victim?"

Zhuang Qiang snorted: "When will the injustice be repaid?"

Ran Qing scolded him: "Get out!!"

Zhuang Qiang paced back and forth again.

He asked, "What are you two really, where are you?"

Xia Xiaoxiao said: "Yeah, I didn't think you were in the way when I moved out, but I was afraid that the two of us would be in your way."

Zhuang Qiang slurped: "Then you haven't come back for the past two days, you said to go... to open a room?"

Ran Qing scolded him: "You blue cat are naughty and ask three thousand questions?!"

Zhuang Qiang paced back and forth again.

He wailed, "No, I can't take--"

The wailing was interrupted by a knock on the door.

In 214, there was a sound of the needle dropping.

Mao Fei scolded thirsty, licked his lips and said in a breathy voice: "Who, it can't be Zhu Ming?"

Xia Xiaoxiao "hush": "Here you come with the hammer again?"

Ran Qing's eyes widened: "Come and smash my computer?"

The knock on the door sounded again, unlike Jiang Zhaoyu's chaotic and eager knocking, this person knocked quite gentlemanly, knocking three times, neither lightly nor hard.

Zhuang Qiang also said angrily: "Senior is so calm?"

In 214, the lights were dark, and the computer screen illuminated four suspicious faces.

Suddenly, several greetings came from outside the door: "Mr. Zhuang? Hello, Mr. Zhuang!"

Mao Fei: "...!!!"

Mao Fei jumped up with a "bass" and hurried to open the door.

Just as Zhuang Zhou raised his hand to knock again, the door was ajar, and he was suddenly dragged into the room by a pair of claws.

"Feifei?" Zhuang Zhou was puzzled, and tentatively guessed, "Are you watching a movie?"

Mao Fei turned on the light with a "snap" and said to Zhuang Zhou with his face flushed with anger, "Do you remember the evidence you said? Unless we get the evidence that they framed--- chat record!"

Zhuang Zhou touched the sweat on his forehead, and said "hmm" with a smile: "Remember, got it?"

"I got it! Jiang... Jiang's younger sister took the initiative to send us just now!" Mao Fei raised his eyebrows and grabbed the shirt on his waist, "Damn, you don't know how insidious he is, he didn't make me angry die!"

Zhuang Zhou said, "Don't be angry."

Mao Fei yelled: "How angry!"

Ran Qing really couldn't see it, it wasn't that Mao Fei couldn't see anyone else when he saw Zhuang Zhou, but that Zhuang Qiang's jaw dropped.

He said, "Teacher Zhuang."

Zhuang Zhou raised his eyes and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Then Mao Fei woke up suddenly, quickly let go of Zhuang Zhou, and asked, "Why did you come up here?"

"I don't reply to your messages, and I don't answer your calls."

"Ah! My mobile phone, eh? Where is my mobile phone?"

After talking, they searched for mobile phones all over the room. If they were at home, the first place they would search would be under Hua Dan's belly.

Zhuang Zhou looked at the small four-person room curiously. When he walked to Mao Fei's bed, he saw the mobile phone at a glance, not only the mobile phone, but also the folded shirt beside it.

He smiled and said, "It's on the bed."

Mao Fei tapped his feet and groped towards the bed, and when he found it, he saw a series of unread reminders: "It was muted during class, and I forgot to tune it back."

"Remember next time." Zhuang Zhou picked up the thermos cup on the table and asked, "Your?"

Mao Fei responded, "Are you thirsty?"

"You're thirsty, you're hoarse when you hear it."

After finishing speaking, he unscrewed the lid and took the cup to wash in the sink.

Xia Xiaoxiao and Ran Qing looked at the series of interactions between the two with no expression on their faces, and then watched Mao Feidian leaning over to the sink to help Zhuang Zhou roll up his cuffs, without stopping, Barabara said endless.

Poor Zhuang Qiang who couldn't stand the excitement, he moved to Xia Xiaoxiao's side, tugged at his chair, sat down, and was struck dumb by lightning and said: "The relationship is so good."

Ran Qing felt compassionate: "Zhuang Qiang, take a look at Mr. Zhuang's left hand, then at Feifei's neck, and see if the Shamat ring you mentioned for buying crispy noodles appeared on them at the same time. body?"

Zhuang Qiang sucked in a breath of thunder, and was finally completely stunned from the inside out.