Just preparing for the college entrance examination, the divorce counterattack system came

Chapter 64: Going online depends on your attitude
After evening self-study, Jiang Nian left with a bag.

It was dark at night, and from a distance I could see Xu Qianqian holding a cell phone in her hand. She stood motionless in the crowd of people leaving school, and the head teacher walked past her.

Took a glance and then left work.

You old man, are you in a hurry to transform into a beautiful girl after get off work? Can't you see such a big phone?
Jiang Nian approached, "What are you looking at? So focused?"

Xu Qianqian frowned slightly, but did not hide it and held the phone in front of him.

"I got into an argument with someone online, and I couldn't win the argument."

"Let me see." Jiang Nian took the phone, but not as bold as Xu Qianqian. He looked left and right and then he took a closer look at the screen and argued for more than ten floors.

"Let's talk while we walk." He put Xu Qianqian's phone in his pocket.

"Oh."

The two of them blended into the crowd going downstairs, and dots of light fell on the campus path.

"I told you not to instruct others on their studies online. People post these comments just to seek comfort." Jiang Nian scrolled through the comments on her phone, looking at the blogger's sarcastic reply.

[Hehe, although my grades are not ideal, I can't accept any advice. I am the kind of person who not only pays attention to the results, but also pays more attention to the process.

Sister, you speak with a sense of superiority. Don't you have any emotional intelligence at all? 】

"Is it my problem?" Xu Qianqian looked confused.

"Of course it's not your fault. Look at the caption." Jiang Nian pointed at the phone screen as he walked, patiently counseling, "Look at what she wrote, [So, what's the point of two years of hard work?]"

"The highest score only started with two digits, and no subject scored above 40. If she had played Identity V less often in the past two years, her score wouldn't have been this high."

"Oh, then I won't reply." Xu Qianqian seemed a little slow about this kind of thing.

Jiang Nian sighed, "No need, I've already replied for you."

Hearing this, Xu Qianqian's pupils shrank and she immediately snatched the phone away.

"Don't reply randomly, or your account will be blocked."

When she opened it, Xu Qianqian almost fainted.

[If I have to depend on your mood to surf the Internet, I might as well just fuck your mom. ]

"Why are you replying with such dirty words again? Really." Xu Qianqian hit him, but did not delete it, and quietly left, "Luckily I registered a high-end imitation account using your avatar nickname."

In an instant, the smile on Jiang Nian's face froze.

"what?"

"Ah? Did I say anything?" Xu Qianqian looked innocent, gentle under the street light, with beautiful eyes shining, "Oh, I have to go back early, I have to do the test paper today."

"Xu Qianqian! Give me your cell phone!" Jiang Nian rushed over.

"No, Lü!"

The two chased each other on the dim street, their shadows lengthened and gradually blurred at the corner of the street.

The next morning, it drizzled.

The autumn rain brought a chill. Xu Qianqian looked in the mirror and put on a light khaki cardigan. She carefully adjusted her bun and then went out with her schoolbag and umbrella.

Click, Jiang Nian from opposite door also came out with a bag on his back.

Only part of the express delivery has arrived, and there is no one at home to receive it. I have to pick it up tomorrow.

In the mottled corridor, the light was not too bright due to the rainy day. The girl with the bun looked even cuter and a little more reserved than before.

"Ah, change your hairstyle, it looks good." Jiang Nian stretched out his hand and wanted to poke it.

Xu Qianqian slapped someone's dirty hand away, "If you touch it, you will lose a year's worth of the game."

"Damn, you're so cruel!" Jiang Nian immediately retracted his hand. No one knows a father better than his daughter. "I was helping you deal with your online relationship in a friendly way yesterday."

"Tsk." Xu Qianqian curled her lips and said nothing.

But I felt really good when I saw that blogger break down last night and post ten short essays in a row. Although it's not a good thing to say, it doesn't matter. The merits will be deducted from Jiang Nian.

The two of them went downstairs and walked into the rain with umbrellas, one black and one blue, two umbrellas blooming in the rain. They walked through the alley full of puddles and entered the main road of Zhennan Street in a few minutes.

The broken tiles on the street are like hidden mines. You never know what will happen if you step on them.

"The sports meet will be held the day after tomorrow. Can it still be held in this weather?" Jiang Nian asked, shaking off the water on his umbrella, and was immediately punched by Xu Qianqian who was standing beside him.

"Don't shake my side!"

"Didn't I think you were wearing three pieces? I was afraid you'd be hot." Jiang Nian was acting mean. Every time he walked with Xu Qianqian, he couldn't help but want to sell some swords.

"Who told you to go out wearing only a short-sleeved shirt? You deserve it!" Xu Qianqian sneered, "If your eyes are not good, donate them to the canteen. I only wore two..."

Halfway through her speech, she suddenly reacted and her face turned red.

"You want to die, Jiang Nian!"

Jiang Nian took two quick steps to distance himself from the other, and the black and blue umbrellas suddenly became one in front and one behind. In the blink of an eye, they blended into umbrellas of more colors and disappeared.

When I went up to the fourth floor, I ran into Li Qingrong. She seemed to be coming from the water dispenser in the corridor.

"Squad leader." Jiang Nian shook his umbrella, and the rain flooded into the corridor.

"Yeah." Li Qingrong nodded and suddenly stopped. "The registration form for the sports meet has been submitted. I think you signed up for the 3,000-meter race?"

"Ah, what's wrong?" Jiang Nian looked confused.

"It's okay. I've signed up for the women's group, too." Li Qingrong looked normal, her lips slightly parted. "Do you need someone to run with?"

"what?"

Yu Tongjie rushed into the senior high school building with an umbrella in hand, folded the umbrella, and let the rain drip down the umbrella. The corridor and stairs were already soaked anyway.

He had a sullen face and was in as bad a mood as the weather.

He actually didn't want to go against Jiang Nian, he just looked down on cheaters. The moment he found out it was a misunderstanding, he already regretted it.

But it was too late to say anything now, and he didn't like the aggressive Jiang Nian.

hum.

The phone vibrated, and Yu Tongjie took out the phone from his pocket and took a look.

Zhou Yuting: "There will be a sports meet the day after tomorrow. We plan to take a leave from the evening study tomorrow night and go out to get together. Is Mr. Yu coming? Liu Feipeng is also here."

Yu Tongjie lowered his head, thought about it, and replied to the message.

"Ah."

He and Zhou Yuting were not actually familiar with each other, they were just acquaintances of Liu Feipeng. To be honest, he did not like Liu Feipeng's circle very much.

It was only because Zhou Yuting had good grades that I chatted with her.

As for other things, Zhou Yuting is not even one percent as good as Li Qingrong.

Thinking of Li Qingrong, Yu Tongjie couldn't help but sigh.

If it was two years ago, he would still have some ideas. After all, although Li Qingrong has a rigid personality, she is good-looking, and more importantly, she has a unique temperament.

However, after Li Qingrong's uncle was transferred to the city, Yu Tongjie basically gave up.

Now that we have been promoted to a higher grade, we happen to become classmates.

If it weren't for the conflict in English class that day, maybe there would be a chance. But it turned out like that, and Li Qingrong was a rigid person, and her impression of me was probably
Fortunately, he signed up for the sports meet, but was short of one person for the men's 3,000-meter race, so no one had signed up.

This action of mine was actually helping her.

Perhaps the impression has changed.

(End of this chapter)