Abilities Rebirth: The Goddess of Scholar

Chapter 132 Trust
Qin Ye let out a breath of turbid air, no wonder Yan Xiaoxiao has such abilities at such a young age, it turns out that she has something to do with the Qinglong Gang.

He calmed down and sent this video to Liang Yiming, asking him to adjust accordingly, so that the flood would not wash up the Dragon King Temple that day and make things wrong with the people from the Qinglong Gang.

When Liang Yiming received this video, he ignored how shocked he was. After he replied to Qin Ye, he held an emergency meeting to re-draw the marketing plan.

With such a big backer of the Qinglong Gang, they can save a lot of tedious steps and get straight to the point!

Qin Ye sent the video out, continued to browse the web, and ate melons.

Who would have thought that he was eating the melon, but the melon suddenly fell to the ground.

Netizens have fabricated a poignant love story between a gangster/road gangster and a high school girl. Seeing that Qin Ye's three views are about to be ruined, okay?
As an acquaintance of the two protagonists, Qin Ye couldn't feel the "poignant beauty" at all, but only felt hot eyes. He watched it with the discomfort, until the corners of his mouth twitched continuously.

However, this so-called "poignant love story" was frantically reposted by many netizens, and many "fanarts" appeared, which became a spectacle on the Internet.

The video of the Qinglong gang appearing at the school gate was quickly taken off the shelves, but the poignant love story between the underworld gangster and the female high school student could not be blocked from the entire Internet because it was spread too widely.

With an inexplicable mood, Qin Ye sent the things and love stories to Yan Xiaoxiao, looking forward to her response.

Waiting left and right, and finally only waiting for a word "oh".

Qin Ye stared at the phone screen dumbfounded, and swiped the WeChat interface without giving up. Yan Xiaoxiao really only replied "Oh" to him!
Is it really okay for the little girl to be so calm and mature?
Before Qin Ye sent it, Yan Xiaoxiao saw the so-called love story from Zhang Dameng, and now she was listening to Uncle Zhang complaining about those unscrupulous netizens.

Zhang Dameng complained a lot, his gloom dissipated, and he turned his head to care about Yan Xiaoxiao's plan: "Xiaoxiao, what kind of Internet celebrity do you really want to be? Look, you are not popular yet, so someone will give it to you." Make up this kind of story, when you are really popular, won't this kind of thing fly all over the sky?"

"Uncle Zhang, that was made up for fun."

Yan Xiaoxiao smiled nonchalantly, she really didn't care about these things, it didn't hurt or itch.

Zhang Dameng swallowed his saliva, thanks to his listening to his wife's words, the four sisters of the Yan family did not recognize him as a godfather.

At that time, he thought it was his daughter-in-law who was narrow-minded, but now he finally understands her daughter-in-law's concerns.

How dark the human heart is, many times beyond your imagination.

Seeing Zhang Dameng's displeasure, Yan Xiaoxiao thought he was unhappy, and asked tentatively, "Uncle Zhang, if you don't want to see these things, I'll ask my team to find a way to deal with them."

Zhang Dameng was surprised: "Your team?"

Yan Xiaoxiao briefly explained what she was busy with recently, so that Zhang Dameng had an idea: "Uncle Zhang, I found a marketing team, they will help me hype, and it will pay off after a while."

Zhang Dameng asked a few detailed questions, and he directly asked for Liang Yiming's contact information: "Xiao Xiao, please give me the mobile phone number of your team leader, and I will tell him."

Yan Xiaoxiao reported Liang Yiming's cell phone number without hesitation. In this strange world, Zhang Dameng's family was people she valued and trusted very much.

Zhang Dameng didn't call Liang Yiming in front of Yan Xiaoxiao, but chatted with the sisters of Yan's family for a while, leaving a few hundred yuan for living expenses before leaving.

(End of this chapter)