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    Chapter 5 Posts

    Time flowed evenly forward, and a week passed in a flash.

    Ran Xing's week has been very ordinary, nothing more than three points and one line in the classroom, dormitory, and canteen, trivial and lackluster.

    The only thing worth mentioning is that since she gave Fu Xuechen her class schedule, the classes she took were full, and now even the boring aisle of Mao Gai's class is full of little girls.

    Most of the university teachers were gentle and tolerant, and they laughed at the fact that their classrooms were overcrowded because of Fu Xuechen. After all, there were very few people who were as strict as Professor Gong Hui and drove people away.

    Fu Xuechen seemed to be very interested in the classical literature course, and he did not miss a single lesson on Ran Xing's class schedule.

    Classes in classical literature seemed boring to him, and he slept through each session of those classes.

    In Ran Xing's opinion, after Fu Xuechen had spent a week auditioning the course on classical literature, he should have some choices and choices in his heart. Those who are not interested should not be used, just pick the ones that interest him, and his energy is limited.

    However, considering that he was so bored that he fell asleep in every class, Ran Xing felt that he might not come to the classical literature class from tomorrow.

    In this regard, Ran Xing is quite happy, after all, no one wants to be stuffed with their own classrooms.

    With this thought in mind, Ran Xing finished today's "Linear Algebra" and returned to the bedroom leisurely.

    As soon as she opened the door, Yuan Qian, her roommate in bed, excitedly ran to Ran Xing, dragged her arm, and said excitedly, "Wake up, you're in the top ten."

    Yuan Qian is a native of Hangzhou, a real rich second generation, but his personality is as elegant as a chrysanthemum, and he is more low-key and reserved.

    At the beginning of the school year, the dormitories introduced themselves one by one. She said that her family opened a small shop selling tea, and Ran Xing didn't care much.

    Later, Ran Xing was invited to... After drinking tea, tens of thousands of pounds of Longjing drank casually.

    I learned again that her family has a tea factory in Shifeng, and she can't buy any tea in her store, so she has to make a reservation.

    And the reservation... is said to have been scheduled for next year.

    Now, seeing the rare excitement of this gentle and elegant roommate, Ran Xing was surprised, and then she shook her head: "Impossible, I didn't post again."

    Their school's forum is called CC98, and the so-called "Top Ten" is when a post is posted on the top 98 Top Ten Hot Posts.

    "Going to the top ten" is an achievement that many students want to unlock when they study at this university. Yuan Qian has mentioned it more than once, and it is obvious that he really wants to go to school.

    Although Ran Xing has registered for the school forum, he has never posted a post, so it is impossible for him to "go to the top ten".

    "It's true."

    Yuan Qian emphasized that, seeing Ran Xing's face full of disbelief, she simply dragged Ran Xing to her computer desk, pointed at the computer screen, and said, "Look, look, let's go."

    Ran Xing was wondering if her account was stolen to post, but she swept her eyes from top to bottom and didn't see her ID at all. She shook her head blankly: "No!"

    Yuan Qian looked at her friend's deer eyes full of ignorance and confusion, and was speechless.

    Is this blind, why can't you see.

    She had to point out the specific address to her in detail: "The hottest one."

    Ran Xing had no choice but to look at the top one, and then subconsciously said in a low voice, "Fu Xuechen, the great god of Zhuyuan, is soaking in the cute Chinese department."

    Ran Xing seemed to have gotten something, pointed his thin white index finger at himself, and asked somewhat uncertainly, "Little Chinese Department, am I?"

    The author has something to say: Today's Fu Shen only shined on the forum for a while, and Xingmei found that she was soaked in a dazed face.

    Didn't he just chat with Fu Shen about baldness and hemorrhoid cream, why was he soaked!

    There is no manuscript in stock, so will be short in the morning, Xiaojun, and there will be another update in the evening, Jiu Mi.

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