All-round men's clothing is a girl

Chapter 473 Guess the Marketing Number Title

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, and An Chen took out the phone with his other hand, which was not needled. It was Fu Yanxing.

"What's wrong? I saw the news, are you okay?"

"What news? I'm fine, what's the matter?"

"Then what's the matter with the blood on your face in the photo? Don't lie to me, and don't fool me."

"It's a tree branch, it's all right."

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." An Chen replied pitifully. He wasn't wronged at first, but for some reason, when he heard Fu Yanxing's voice, that kind of grievance appeared.

"I'm buying a plane ticket to go to Shanghai now."

"Stop! I'm just kidding with you. You have to work hard. I have nothing to do. How can I believe the news on the Internet? They are too exaggerated."

"I do not believe."

"Why are you so stubborn? I'm really fine. If you don't believe me, I'll take a photo for you later."

"Where are you now? The hospital?"

"No, it's just for disinfection. A very small gash, just a lot of blood. It looks scary. Now it's on the way back to the academy."

"Really? Don't lie to me."

"Really, really, work hard! The signal is not good, I'll hang up first!" An Chen hung up the phone before Fu Yanxing could speak, and he would reveal his secrets if he continued.

"What's wrong?" Ling Han and Ji Xuan let out a long sigh of relief after watching An Chen hang up the phone as soon as they came back from paying the bill.

"Fu Yanxing called. He saw the news and asked me what was going on? He said he was going to come to Shanghai, but he asked me to persuade him to go back. What's the news?"

"Ah! I saw it just now. We were busy queuing up and put it aside and ignored it. We were in the academy and we were secretly photographed at the entrance of the hospital just now."

"Let me guess what the title is?" An Xiaochen actually thought about it seriously.

"It's not like I got into a fight with someone else in the academy, right?" An Chen blinked and asked excitedly.

"I didn't say, An Xiaochen, where did your joy come from? How can you be happy after being rumored?" Ling Han was completely defeated by An Chen.

"Tch, brother Ling Han, can you feel better? Isn't it just being rumored? Never mind, if you are not happy every time you are scolded, you will die of depression long ago. Brother Jixuan, I Did you guess right just now?"

"Guess is almost the same, there is this, but the most popular one is not this."

"I guess." Ling Han felt that what An Chen said was reasonable, and he played a guessing game together, "Isn't it that An Xiaochen is disfigured?"

"Hey, Ling Zi, this isn't your design, why are you so smart all of a sudden?" He continued to show An Chen and Ling Han the hot search interface on Weibo.

"I almost figured out the pattern of the article titles of the marketing account. What's the point of guessing this? I can guess other things too." Ling Han looked arrogant.

"The current marketing account is really serious. A little blood on my face is disfigurement. If I bleed a little on my wrist, should I say I committed suicide?" An Chen's tone was full of disgust.

"Yes, the phone bombing is here." Ji Xuan looked at the number that appeared on the phone and sighed, then sat on the chair next to her and started answering.

Ling Han sat on An Chen's hospital bed, and the two of them played a boring game of wide-eyed and small-eyed, and then An Chen's phone rang.

"My phone bombing is here too." An Chen also began to answer.

On Ji Xuan's side are reporters from various magazines or tabloids, and on An Chen's side are people like Fang Yan Jifeng.

They are really at the forefront of surfing the Internet, and they are really well-informed.

　Hahaha, Lao Fu’s name is so confusing. I saw a lot of comments, and Fu Yanxing’s name has been changed a lot, hahahahaha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)