The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 306 People are being killed anyway. .

She originally thought that if Yan Zhixin apologized to her in person, she would reject the opportunity given by that person.

Now, she only wished that Yan Zhixin could fall harder and harder!
Liu Qing stared at Yan Zhixin sullenly, there were lines of residual make-up on that weeping face, which looked extraordinarily ferocious.

Taking out her mobile phone, she dialed a number, and after connecting, she gritted her teeth and said, "I agree to the cooperation you mentioned!"

After the event, before returning to school with Lin Ziying, Lin Lan reminded Yan Zhixin: "That girl in your class is a little too thoughtful, you better be careful."

Yan Zhixin pursed her lips: "Okay."

She could understand why Liu Qingning lost her composure... After all, she was the background for the past three years.

Anyone who is used to being a princess and suddenly becomes the background will not be able to accept it in his heart.

However, she was not afraid of what Liu Qingning would do to her.

Liu Qingning couldn't catch her!

During the week-long Girls' Day, besides eating, drinking and activities, the greatest joy is receiving gifts.

Boys in the same class will raise funds to give it away, and if they are friendly, they will give it away in private.

I participate in an event and send it.

Club, send.

Familiar friends, also send.

The gifts are also varied.

Flowers, chocolates, dolls... Those who have money have rich ways to send them, and those who have no money have different ideas.

As long as it is a girl, the gift can be received softly.

In just a few days, there were so many gifts that the dormitory could hardly fit them.

Yan Zhixin had no choice but to spend her time cleaning it up.

She didn't notice that when she was cleaning up, Liu Qingning seemed to be taking a selfie, but she was actually secretly taking pictures of her!
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On Friday morning, Yan Zhixin went to class as a routine.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but the boys who were playing and laughing with her the day before suddenly moved away from her, and looked at her with strange eyes.

Was her face not washed?Yan Zhixin frowned slightly, put down her schoolbag and went to the bathroom.

"Yan Zhixin!"

As soon as he turned to the bathroom door, a cry came from behind him.

Yan Zhixin turned her head, it was Zhang Yihong, a fairly familiar boy from the class next door.

She smiled slightly: "Good morning."

"Yan Zhixin, I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"

Zhang Yihong walked in front of her with a cold face, stretched out his hand and pushed her against the wall, "A dignified student from the police officer university, in order to become a star, he would willingly degenerate and sleep with a 70-year-old old man. Do you want to be famous that much?"

Yan Zhixin was a little dazed for a moment, seeing his hand coming, she sideways dodged it, frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Yihong wanted to take advantage of her height to hold her down, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed her shoulder, "I've been slept with countless times, why are you pretending to be innocent?"

Yan Zhixin's face darkened, and she said coldly: "Zhang Yihong, I warn you not to talk nonsense!"

Zhang Yihong glanced and found that many people were watching or taking pictures from a distance, but no one approached, and he became more confident: "Shouldn't people say that after being slept by so many people? Hahahaha..."

The people who watched the excitement also talked about it.

"A few days ago, Liu Qingning said that she has a financial backer, but I still don't believe it. Unexpectedly, there are more than one financial supporter."

"Let's just say, the students of the police academy are not good police officers, and they go to become celebrities, there must be ghosts."

"Unexpectedly, she usually looks like a dog, but her behavior is so dissolute. She really knows people and faces but doesn't know her heart."

"..."

The surrounding words became louder and louder, and the more they spoke, the more unpleasant they sounded. Yan Zhixin slapped Zhang Yihong's face with a "slap", and turned to face those pointing people: "Blood, what evidence do you have?"

(End of this chapter)