When Aquaman crossed over to the Otome game, the car overturned

Zhong Jiamu, as a teenager who has been addicted to the Internet for many years, is indispensable in all major forums.

However, this time, Zhong Jiamu registered a new account, entered the campus forum, and felt a little melancholy instantly.

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The three views of the whole forum are proud of defeating the plagiarism dog Zhong Jiamu, and ashamed of helping the plagiarism dog speak.

The anti-wood dog force has long been prepared, and as soon as the campus court is over, they are ready to celebrate the success of justice.

Even if there are fat house happy water and potato chips, what is the use?

Zhong Jiamu was worried at the thought of looking for evidence.

The graffiti fence at the school had been demolished long ago, so it was impossible for him to go back and find it brick by brick, right?

When He Wen came back, he saw Zhong Jiamu lying on the sofa like a salted fish, and the happy water in the fat house next to him was almost defoaming, and Zhong Jiamu didn't see Zhong Jiamu sitting up to take a sip.

He Wen took off his coat, walked to Zhong Jiamu and sat down, "Unhappy? Who bullied you?"

Zhong Jiamu shook his head sullenly, "No one bullies me now."

He Wen thought for a while, then frowned slightly, "The only condition for you to go to school is that you can't use your original face. You promised me before you left, right?"

Zhong Jiamu took a deep breath, "It's not this either."

"what is that?"

Zhong Jiamu glanced at He Wen resentfully, and then opened the school forum on his mobile phone.

All of them hit Zhong Jiamu and restore the cleanliness of the school.

He Wen frowned, "You don't want to see this forum anymore?"

Zhong Jiamu sighed deeply, "It's also my fault for being too gossipy, I just need to restrain myself."

He Wen nodded, "I understand."

After Zhong Jiamu finished washing at night, he lay on the bed feeling bored, and opened the campus forum cheaply, hoping to find some interesting new gossip amidst the sea of ​​cursing himself.

Then he found that the campus forum could not be opened.

The loading icon just rotated around and around, but no information was rotated out.

Zhong Jiamu suddenly recalled He Wen's "I understand" just now, a carp stood up from the bed, stepped on slippers and went to the study to find someone.

As soon as the study door was opened, Zhong Jiamu saw He Wen sitting in front of the computer desk. The blue light shone on his face, giving him a cold and sci-fi feeling.

Zhong Jiamu was taken aback, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"The forum of University Z is blocked," He Wen explained, "Don't you want to see this forum?"

Zhong Jiamu remembered what he said before, didn't he not read what he said slowly?

When did he say something like "It's getting cold, let's block the campus forum"?

Zhong Jiamu supported his forehead and felt a bit of a migraine, "Ah Wen, restore the forum quickly, I'm still waiting to read the gossip."

Anyway, He Wen finally agreed to help restore the school forum.

It's just that after the forum was restored, Zhong Jiamu found that all the posts scolding him before had disappeared.

Zhong Jiamu frowned, "What's going on?"

He Wen said very calmly, "There is a bug in the forum code, and I can't solve it."

As he spoke, He Wen picked up Zhong Jiamu, "Let's go to bed."

If ordinary people said such things to Zhong Jiamu and made such actions, Zhong Jiamu might have some expectations.

And Zhong Jiamu, who had gone through too many disappointments, had already understood He Wen's words literally.

It's two people lying on the same bed, covered with a quilt and sleeping until dawn.

Zhong Jiamu was going to watch Xi Xingjin's game on Saturday. In order to prevent accidents, Zhong Jiamu told He Wen in advance that he would go to Hao Xiao's side for rehabilitation. After all, his leg was still a little flawed so far.

He Wen has been very busy recently, especially on Saturday. It is said that there is a big event that needs to be checked in person.

Zhong Jiamu was very confident, and arrived at the Jiawen Cup venue early with the ticket.

At this time, Xi Xingjin and the others were competing for the ranking before the official race. He watched the motorcycles go around various corners and landslides, and rushed to the finish line together.

In the next second, the player's number and ranking were displayed on the huge display screen.

Xi Xingjin ranked third, which is considered a good position.

Seeing Xi Xingjin get off the motorcycle, Zhong Jiamu looked at his position for the first time, and waved to him.

Xi Xingjin was wearing a racing suit, and as soon as he took off his helmet, he wanted to walk towards his little fans.

But he thought about it, was it not too reserved to just walk over like this, so he waved to Zhong Jiamu and let him walk over by himself.

Idol Xi Xingjin also needs to carry a little burden of being an idol. If it is too casual, young fans will not know how to cherish it.

Zhong Jiamu thought it was inconvenient for Xi Xingjin to come over in his racing suit, so he got up and walked towards Xi Xingjin.

When Zhong Jiamu didn't realize it, the number on the locator on his right wrist was soaring rapidly.

The grandstand is about one floor high, and when you go downstairs and turn around, you will arrive at the players' rest area.

Zhong Jiamu just went downstairs and wanted to go to the players' rest area, but the staff at the entrance of the rest area stopped Zhong Jiamu.

The staff member said in a businesslike manner, "Sorry, non-staff members are not allowed to enter here."

Naturally, Xi Xingjin also saw Zhong Jiamu who was stopped outside, and quickly said, "You can let him in, he is my fan."

Now that the contestant had spoken, the staff naturally couldn't stop him. They withdrew their hands, apologized, and let Zhong Jiamu in.

There was a covered blind spot behind the door frame of the rest area, and at that blind spot, He Wen was chatting with the person in charge about the security settings of the venue.

He Wen and Zhong Jiamu almost passed by. At that moment, Zhong Jiamu had already heard He Wen's voice, and his body tensed up instantly.

Zhong Jiamu was so frightened that he didn't even dare to turn his head. He was in a state of confusion about why He Wen was here, and he was in the madness of praying that He Wen would not find himself.

Naturally, Xi Xingjin also noticed Zhong Jiamu's nervousness and restraint, and he completely assumed that Zhong Jiamu didn't expect to allow him to come over, and was flattered.

"Ji Mu, you don't need to be too nervous." Xi Xingjin took off his gloves and said, "I told you to come in, no one will dare to stop you."

Even if Xi Xingjin said so, Zhong Jiamu still couldn't relax.

Already fifty little people were bouncing up and down in his head.

Isn't He Wen going to check on a very important event today?

Why did it appear here!

Just as Zhong Jiamu was thinking, footsteps came from behind him.

"Player Xi, someone here has already said that in order to ensure the safety of everything on the field, no non-staff personnel are allowed to enter here."

He Wen's voice sounded beside Zhong Jiamu, and Zhong Jiamu was so frightened that he wished he could kneel down on the spot, expressing that he didn't do it on purpose.

Xi Xingjin was a little impatient, "I can't even talk to the fans before the game? You mean let me go out, and then you will settle all the chaos that I created?"

He Wen actually didn't find Zhong Jiamu at first.

Today Zhong Jiamu was dressed in black, his hair was hidden in a large windbreaker, and he looked like a young man in good shape from a distance.

Seeing Zhong Jiamu's disguised profile, He Wen was slightly taken aback, then he turned on the phone and saw a red dot overlapping his own position.

He Wen laughed in a low voice, Zhong Jiamu wished he could dig a hole and bury himself in it.

"You're right," He Wen seldom stepped back, "It's really because I didn't think well."

"As compensation, let me help player Xi take care of your fans later? I guess he doesn't know much about the rules and techniques of racing."

Xi Xingjin's face turned cold instantly, "My own fans, I will give an explanation myself, do you need to worry about it?"

Saying that, Xi Xingjin grabbed Zhong Jiamu's wrist and pulled him to his side.

Now Zhong Jiamu had a face-to-face photo with He Wen, and it was impossible to pretend to be unfamiliar.

"Mr. He, I participate in your competition every year, no matter what, at least give me face?"

Xi Xingjin was not afraid of choking people, so he said proudly, "Stay away from my little fans."

At this time, the sun was shining brightly, shining on Xi Xingjin's body, fully showing his arrogance and pride.

He Wen glanced at Zhong Jiamu, and didn't directly take off his vest, but just smiled lightly, "Okay, I won't sit in the auditorium, is it okay for the head office?"

He Wen patted Zhong Jiamu on the shoulder and said, "I'll check other places first. It's almost time for the game, little fan, just have a short story with your idol."

How dare Zhong Jiamu say anything? After He Wen left, Zhong Jiamu only dared to say a few words of encouragement in a business-like manner, and then hurried back to his seat.

As soon as Zhong Jiamu took his seat, he saw several contestants walking towards Xi Xingjin. They smiled maliciously when they came, and their faces were almost black when they left.

If Xi Xingjin wanted to speak harshly, his mouth was like a freshly sharpened dagger, deadly.

When it came to the game, he made enemies for himself, Zhong Jiamu could imagine how difficult it would be for Xi Xingjin's game later.

After 10 minutes, all the players gathered at the starting point according to the previous rankings, and the commentator was already in place, and the routine introduction to the players began.

Under the stage, all the players were almost prostrate on the car, just waiting for the referee in front to raise his hand and raise his gun, and issued a loud command to the sky!

At that moment, all the contestants rushed forward like arrows flying off the string!

The tense atmosphere on the field infected the auditorium, and it took almost several seconds before bursts of cheers erupted from the auditorium.

Xi Xingjin's No.3 has an advantage in itself. In the first lap, it took a few tenths of a second ahead of the previous players and became the leader in an instant.

The red motorcycle is like a flame burning out the road ahead.

As soon as the first turning point was reached, the previous No.1 wanted to overtake Xi Xingjin. He cut in from the outer circle, and his speed never dropped.

And just when the front of the car came out a little, Xi Xingjin directly pulled in a little, and instantly threw the person behind his own ass.

The Jiawen Cup is actually the second time Xi Xingjin has participated. Just now the coach was still telling him that friendship is the first and competition is the second. He came this time mainly because he is familiar with the routines of these future stars.

But when he thought of the small fans who cared about him among the enthusiastic voices, Xi Xingjin couldn't help but want to speed up.

Even though the cars behind were clinging on, at least if there was a slight mistake, Xi Xingjin would lose his temporary leading position.

But he still wants the little fans to see that he is invincible on the surface.