Fang Zheng put his phone under the book and clicked on the forum page.

Fang Yunyan and Guangya's votes for the top flower selection are still very tight. It seems that the voting will end before 5:00 in the afternoon, and they will continue to fight.

Fang Zheng said, "Don't worry, since he agreed to take action, he won't go wrong."

Fang Zheng is very smart. Looking at the votes of his sister and Guangya, he can probably guess that the hacker is trying to 'swipe the votes' without any leakage.

Otherwise, if Yunyan exceeds too many votes, it will be seen at once.

Fang Zheng thought that he was really competent as an older brother.

He was worried that his sister came out of the small town and suddenly came to the big city, which made him feel inferior.

Therefore, if Nannan is selected as a superior flower, it will definitely be a lot more confident.

As for the name of the nan-nan as brother or not, and how he wants to maintain the nan-nan is completely different.

Fang Zheng experienced family affection for the first time. It turned out that people would be willing to give without expecting anything in return.

Just when Fang Zheng was immersed in his thoughts, Cheng Li suddenly patted his arm fiercely.

"Brother Zheng, look at this!"

Fang Zheng didn't look at the direction Cheng Li was pointing, but looked at the paw on his arm.

Cheng Li shyly withdrew his hand, "Brother Zheng, look at this."

Fang Zheng then gave his attention to Cheng Li's mobile phone.

After glancing at it, Fang Zheng quickly turned his body to read the post carefully.

[Y God refutes the rumor: 'I am not Guangya']

First floor: I went to the Y God live broadcast room to worship every day, and found five big characters on the screen, "I am not Guangya". As me who just set Guangya's photo as a mobile phone screen saver yesterday, can someone give me two quick-acting heart-saving pills? I feel a little overwhelmed.

Second Floor: I am also shocked, I need to slow down. I am not a qualified second floor, please speak to the third floor.

The third floor: [Yesterday, Guangya's best friend went into battle and said that God Y is Guangya, but today she was slapped in the face! 】I figured out the name of the new post, it's awesome.

Fifth floor: I want to be quiet! I was originally interested in the selection of the class flower, but yesterday, with the blessing of Y theological god halo, I felt that Guangya was good-looking. Now that the halo is gone, I... I'll go and vote for Fang Yunyan.

Sixth floor: To sum up, the biggest victim of this incident is Fang Yunyan, she could have been selected as a top-level flower.

Tenth floor: How can Guangya take advantage of such a loophole? I want to tell her - you are so ugly to borrow the appearance of Y God's halo.

Fang Zheng couldn't hold back, picked it up and put it on his phone, and sent a reply.

"Let's go, go vote for Fang Yunyan, she looks better than this Guangya without makeup."

The language teacher was on the podium, staring at the two.

He wants to see when these two will start reading.

It turned out that Fang Zheng not only didn't know how to restrain himself, but also became more aggressive. He couldn't bear it anymore and walked up to the two of them: "Why are you so fascinated by what you see? It's better than Li Bai's "Sleepwalking Tianmu Saying Goodbye"?"

Fang Zheng quickly retracted the phone.

But they were still caught by the language teacher, and the two of them stood at the end of the classroom together.

At the same time, the eighth class is in the morning reading.

Mi Xin's deskmate saw this rumor-refuting post, and secretly glanced at Mi Xin who was smug. She put the phone back and pretended not to know anything.

When this post is seen by more people, she will see how Mi Xin is still complacent.

The situation on Guangya's side is similar. As soon as she entered the class in the morning, she was grabbed by the same table.

"Let me rub against the god of learning, and feel the joy of the god of learning!"

Guangya held her in a good-natured manner.

The same table said, "You said this hand, why is it so good-looking, it looks good in reality, and it looks like a fairy in the mirror."

Guangya pretended not to know anything and asked in confusion, "What? Photogenic?"

The same table said: "Oh, I forgot that our Aya doesn't read the forum, she is a good girl!"

Do not wait for Guang Yaduo to say, start reading early.

Guangya carried English words on her back and looked at her tablemate with a look of "I understand, you don't need to explain, explanation is just a cover up", and she was actually very happy.

Since God Y didn't reveal her identity, she took advantage of the situation for a few days, and it didn't matter.

Besides, she never admitted that she was God Y, everything was speculation by Mi Xin and her classmates watching the live broadcast.

By that time, the ranking flower selection is about to end, and she will pretend that she just knew about it.

Go to the forum to apologize, and naturally someone is on your side.

If Mi Xin, the person who was used as a gunman, wants to tear herself apart, she is not afraid. The recording of yesterday's call is still saved.

From the beginning to the end, she only replied that she was going to find someone to play the game soon.

Everything is Mi Xin's guess.

But the plan is beautiful, and the reality is too skinny.

Read it early, Guangya also plans to use the halo of learning gods to expand her social circle, and she is sensitive to find that the eyes of everyone looking at her are a little different from those before the early reading.

Most of the students in No. 1 Middle School are very wealthy, and Guangya wants to make more classmates.

These contacts will be her endless wealth in the future.

But Guangya found it strange that in the morning she was still looking at her classmates in twos and threes together.

They were all around their phones, as if they were talking.

Some people were close to Guangya, and the voices of their voices reached her ears.

"I saw her take off her red nails today."

"That's not right, pretending to be God Y."

"Actually, in reality, her hands are thicker than God Y, probably because of her skeleton."

"I used to have nail polish, and I think it made her look whiter, but now that she doesn't have nail polish, her hands don't look good either."

"Forget it, don't talk about it, she just turned in, and it's understandable that she wants to attract everyone's attention."