The online dating of true and false young masters is now

After downloading the National Anti-Fraud Center, Song Chongshan clicked on Weibo. He didn't play Weibo at first, but he registered a Weibo account because of Qiaoqiao.The matter still has to start from the day when Qiaoqiao asked him to go to Weibo to eat melons.

At that time, Qiaoqiao forwarded a Weibo to him, and asked him to follow her Weibo, and follow the reposts on her homepage in the order of [-], [-], [-], [-], and [-].

So Song Chongshan registered a Weibo and followed the account "Did Qiaoqiao sleep today?"

After he finished eating the melon that Qiaoqiao said, he followed Qiaoqiao's Weibo homepage, wanting to see what she usually posted on Weibo, because he had never seen Qiaoqiao posting on Moments.

After only browsing for a while, Qiaoqiao finally got to the bottom of it. Qiaoqiao reposted those Weibo posts, but he found a Weibo post that she liked on Qiaoqiao's homepage. It is a snow scene painting.

"Yanliu Painting Bridge" also has the word "Qiao" in its name, and it can draw, so is this the big size of Qiaoqiao?

Thinking of this, he clicked on the blogger's homepage, and found that most of Yanliu Huaqiao's Weibo posts were landscape and figure paintings, including sketches, colored paintings and oil paintings.

Moreover, Yanliu Huaqiao also reposted the melon that Qiaoqiao said, and Xue Scene Painting is just under the Weibo of eating melons.

Song Chongshan looked at the time of the eating melon Weibo reposted by Yanqiaoqiao and Yanliuhuaqiao, and the difference was less than half an hour.He always felt that Qiaoqiao opened a Weibo account to fool him, but in fact Yanliu Huaqiao was her account.

But he couldn't find any substantive evidence, because he didn't see any of the paintings Qiaoqiao drew for him on the homepage of Yanliu Huaqiao.

Song Chongshan gave up after searching for a while. He added a follower to quit Weibo, but when Yanliu Huaqiao's homepage was refreshed, there were several more familiar paintings, all of which were shown to him by Qiaoqiao. drawn.

No wonder he couldn't find it, it turned out that only fans could see it.

The evidence is conclusive, Yanliu Huaqiao is a bridge.

After confirming, Song Chongshan flipped through Yanliu Huaqiao's Weibo, and found Yanliu Huaqiao's Weibo, and liked Qiaoqiao's Weibo. It was "Qiaoqiao" instead of "Has Qiaoqiao slept today?"Then he clicked on "Yanliu Painting Bridge" and "Qiaoqiao" with very few followers. Very well, these two people still follow each other.

Good guy, how many vests does Qiaoqiao have?

Song Chongshan followed "Qiaoqiao" again, and then clicked to see her homepage, and found that she was a cosplayer.

Song Chongshan looked at it for a while, and felt that Qiaoqiao had really changed a lot. This character looked like this, and the other character looked different. If it wasn't posted by the same account, he really couldn't recognize it. the same person.

Maybe it's the effect of heavy makeup and P-pictures, Song Chongshan thought, but it's still quite cute.

……

After recalling all this, Song Chongshan clicked on the homepage of "Did Qiaoqiao sleep today", and found that this Weibo had also been canceled.

Very good, the trumpet can be logged out, but you can't with the big one, right?

See if I don't drag you out!

"Hey, are you sure you've deleted them all?" Xiao Han asked suddenly.

"Sure, what's the matter?" Ji Congfeng looked up at her.

"Cut the grass to get rid of the roots. If you don't delete it, he may follow the clues to find it."

"Although cutting weeds and eradicating roots doesn't work that way, I think what you said makes sense." Ji Congfeng and Xiao Han walked into the classroom, "It always feels like you have experienced something."

"The last time I scolded an idiot, I opened several Weibo accounts to scold him, and I immediately logged out after scolding him, but I didn't log out completely. I wanted to scold back, but found that the other party canceled the account before me, and I was so mad at the time!" Xiao Han was very angry when he said that.

Ji Congfeng was stunned for a moment, "You reminded me that there are still Weibo accounts that haven't been logged out."

Ji Congfeng looked at his small account homepage. He was very cautious. He didn't even pay attention to his large account. Weibo only reposted those few tweets. Now Song Chongshan didn't send him a private message on Weibo. Nothing.Thinking of this, Ji Congfeng felt relieved, and under Xiao Han's guidance, he canceled his Weibo account.

After reconfirming that it was correct, Ji Congfeng suddenly remembered something, no, Song Chongshan on the Internet has been completely deleted by him, but in reality Song Chongshan is still in the dormitory.

They went back to the dormitory together, but he came to the classroom alone first, and it didn't seem very kind to do so.

After thinking about it, Ji Congfeng felt a little sorry, so he went back to the dormitory to look for him with an umbrella. After all, he had lied to him online for so long, and now he had exposed all of this.

There is no way, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, I hope Song Chongshan will not be overly addicted to this illusory online dating.

When he arrived at the dormitory, Ji Congfeng found that there was still an hour to go to class, and he seemed to be able to sleep for a while. Thinking of this, he didn't knock on the door of Song Chongshan's dormitory, planning to call him again later.

Just when Ji Congfeng was about to leave, the door in front of him opened.

"What's the matter?" Song Chongshan looked down at Ji Congfeng who was standing at the door of his bedroom, wondering.

Hey, the tone is so fierce, Ji Congfeng can feel that Song Chongshan is in a bad mood.

"Ang," Ji Congfeng swallowed unconsciously, "Just to tell you, our school starts at [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and we will leave together then."

"Okay." Song Chongshan nodded, and added "Thank you" at the end.

"Anything else?"

"No, no more." Ji Congfeng shook his head, "Then I'll go back to the dormitory first, you, take a good lunch break." Don't be angry with that virtual Qiaoqiao.

It was indeed his fault QAQ

"Okay, thank you." Song Chongshan nodded, his cold eyebrows eased a little.

After Ji Congfeng said hello, he went back to the dormitory. Sitting on the bed, he recalled Song Chongshan's voice. At the beginning, he only thought Song Chongshan's voice was familiar, but he didn't connect him with S.After all, when he used Douyin for this kind of voice, he could get three or four similar ones a day.

If only I could get in touch sooner...

He may have deleted the S earlier.

However, his identity as Ji Congfeng has not yet added Song Chongshan's contact information.

Forget it, he still won't add Song Chongshan in the short term. Although Qiaoqiao's account has been canceled, he still has a ghost in his heart and dare not add it.

This kind of psychology is called Congxin.

Song Chongshan searched Qiaoqiao's Weibo deeply, but he found a lot of things, such as Qiaoqiao and her... Oh no, he didn't go to college at all, he was still in high school, and he was in high school in City C .

So Qiaoqiao is in the same city as him, and combined with the strange conversation before Qiaoqiao deleted him, he must have seen the scene in the picture he sent him, and he saw it often, so he can recognize it at a glance This is Chu'an International Middle School.

Very good, the scope is narrowed, Qiaoqiao and him are from the same school, and he is also a boy who likes cosplay and painting.

Song Chongshan told Ye Shunxian about Qiaoqiao. Although he got a wild laugh from him, he also got some comfort.Moreover, Ye Shun first told him that he would transfer over next month.

In the next month, Ji Congfeng and Song Chongshan got along fairly well. They went to eat together and went back to the dormitory together every day, and went home together after half a day off on weekends.

Since Ji Congfeng didn't hide it, everyone in the class soon knew that they were half brothers.

However, although the two entered and exited together, they did not have any further communication. After they returned to the dormitory, classroom and home together, they all went about their own business.

Song Chongshan was busy identifying Qiaoqiao's identity, while Ji Congfeng carefully concealed his identity, and he didn't even dare to reveal his ability to draw in front of him.

Soon it was late April, and the entrance exams for senior high schools in City C came as scheduled.

After the exam, Xiao Han kept wailing, it was over, this time she was going to blow up.

"What? Is the exam difficult this time?" Ji Congfeng didn't understand the world of top academics, he felt that they were all about the same, anyway, he only scored around [-] points.

"Damn, forget it, you don't understand." Xiao Han looked at Ji Congfeng and shook his head, "A young man like you who doesn't understand the world will not understand the pain of children from poor families like us."

Ji Congfeng looked at her speechlessly, "No, I remember your father ran a pharmaceutical company, right? If you are poor, how can you make those children from really poor families feel bad?"

"Damn," Xiao Han sighed, "You don't understand the horror of those jackals and leopards fighting for property in my family."

Xiao Han's family can only be regarded as a low-ranking wealthy family in C City, while the Ji family is the top-ranking wealthy family. There are four top-ranking wealthy families in City C, and the Ji family is one of them.

"But I think your situation is fine." Ji Congfeng turned the pen in his hand, "You are the only legitimate child in your family. Although your father has a lot of fun outside and has a lot of illegitimate children, they all want Come to curry favor with you. Didn't your dad just say that the person you recognize is the next generation heir of the Xiao family?"

"Then can't I just admit to myself?" Xiao Han rolled his eyes, "The group of illegitimate children are like flies, they're so annoying, they're still pretending to be there, who doesn't know that he went there for the family property."

"Okay." Ji Congfeng blinked, not wanting to continue the topic, "I heard the results are out."

"Ah!" Xiao Han sighed, "I just finished the exam yesterday! It's really sad why I got out so fast."

"Quick grades should be a common problem in every school." Ji Congfeng calmly waited for the head teacher to come in and announce the grades.

The head teacher of their class always likes to announce the grades during evening self-study, and now the class bell for evening self-study has already rang.

After a while, the head teacher entered the class with a report card. Ji Congfeng was quite excited seeing him like that.

"Students, the results are out. Let me read the results. Gu Xizheng, with 700 points, ranked first in the class, first in grade, and ranked first in the city's unified examination; Song Chongshan, with 700 points, tied for first place with Gu Xizheng; Su Jinli , 692 points, the second in the class, the second in the grade, and the third in the city's unified examination..."

"Nice." Ji Congfeng could only sigh with emotion.

Their current session is the "3+1+2" model of the new college entrance examination, which is the model of language and mathematics + history/physics (choose one) + politics/geography/chemistry/biology (choose two), which is based on The points system counts, and their class still chooses history.

In the last new college entrance examination, the champions in the history class of H province seemed to have only 680 points.

Hearing the latter, Ji Congfeng found that Xiao Han's test was not too bad, "You also scored more than 640 points in the test, it's not over yet."

Xiao Han lay on the table and sighed, "Why is there another goal that I can't catch up with? How did they get so high in the exam!"

As he said that, Xiao Han suddenly got up, leaned into Ji Congfeng's ear and whispered: "Hey, didn't you show me last time that your half-brother only took the [-] exam? Why did he take the exam this time? It’s seven hundred, and the points are raised so fiercely!”

Ji Congfeng looked confused, "Maybe you are frustrated in love, but proud in the exam?"

Xiao Han: "..."

"Maybe breaking up in love has a great impact on him?" Ji Congfeng tilted his head and looked at Xiao Han.

"Do you think he looks broken in love this month? Besides, you go in and out with him every day, you should be able to feel his emotional changes? Is he depressed?"

Ji Congfeng frowned, "It seems that he was not in a good mood on the day I deleted him, and it seems that he did not have any major emotional ups and downs in the next few days."

"So, people don't take online dating seriously." Xiao Han concluded.

"Not only did he not, but he is still improving himself," Xiao Han paused, "I just heard about your score, 444 points, and the control is pretty good. Next time, try to get to [-]."

"..."

Ji Congfeng closed his eyes, "I used to get a score of [-], but it's a pity that it's gone now."

"Before, the full score of nine subjects was 500. Isn't it easy for you to get [-]? You just finished the exam in the first year of high school, and now there are only six subjects, with a full score of [-]. Even if you are an art student, you still need to get a [-]." How much can you pay for it?"

"...Okay." Ji Congfeng gave up his resistance, because what Xiao Han said made sense.

"Hey, you can ask your half-brother to give you extra lessons."

"Please call him Song Chongshan, although it's fine, but why don't you give me extra lessons, obviously we need to play better."

"I'm lazy." Xiao Han said confidently.

"Oh." Ji Congfeng remained expressionless.

"You didn't take the initiative to ask me questions," Xiao Han pouted, "Besides, you asked me questions before, when did I not tell you?"

"I'm lazy too." Ji Congfeng was also confident, "I'm too lazy to ask."

The two slackers looked at each other, and after expressing their dislike for each other, they went their separate ways.

"Xiaoshan, I heard from your class teacher that you did well in the exam this time."

After returning home from the monthly vacation, Ji's family gathered for dinner at the restaurant on the first floor. Ji Congfeng was eating his favorite cola chicken wings when he heard his mother Ji Mingyue say so.

"It's okay." Song Chongshan ate his meal calmly.

Father Ji Ji Songyan suddenly took out a card and patted it on the table, "I don't know what you like, there are 700 million in this card, and the password is your birthday. Use it to buy something you like Well, as your reward for taking the No.1 exam."

"Yes, Xiaoshan, take it and go buy something you like." Ji Mingyue echoed.

Watching this scene, Ji Congfeng choked. He swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, and then began to cough violently.

Ji Mingyue rolled his eyes at him, "Don't even think about it, you haven't passed the No.1 exam since you were a child, and I will reward you next time you improve."

"No, cough, cough, cough..." Ji Congfeng coughed for a while before he recovered, and he took a sip of water, "I just choked."

"..."

Ji Mingyue raised his forehead and looked at Song Chongshan, "Xiaoshan, I just have something to trouble you, Xiaofeng's grades are not very good, can you spare some time to make up for him?"

"Yes, we would like to ask you to help Xiaofeng make up extra lessons." Ji Songyan nodded, "If you want, we can pay for extra lessons."

Ji Congfeng:? ! !

"No, none of you were like this before!" Ji Congfeng complained loudly, "Didn't it mean that I don't care what I do in the exam, and I'm your sweetheart?"

"That's what I said many years ago." Ji Mingyue's eyes dodged, "Look at Ren Xiaoshan and then at you, the difference between you is more than 01:30, the difference between you is two hundred and fifty, the difference Do you know two hundred and five?"

Ji Congfeng: "...It's 250 six! It's not two hundred and five!"

Ji Mingyue raised her eyebrows, "You're even close to two hundred and fifty, are you reasonable?"

Ji Congfeng shut up silently.

Hey, QAQ, didn't expect him to be troubled by the legendary "other people's children" today?

No, no, now Song Chongshan does not belong to someone else's family, but to his own. It's too sad.

Song Chongshan smiled lightly, and took Father Ji's card, "Thank you, I will make up for him. This money is enough, so you don't need to give me another money."

In fact, he could see that Ji's father and Ji mother were afraid that he would be embarrassed to accept money, so they asked him to give Ji Congfeng extra lessons.

Even if he doesn't get paid for nothing, with Song Chongshan's thick skin, he will naturally accept what is given to him, and he will not pretend to refuse.

After eating, Ji Mingyue asked Song Chongshan: "Xiaoshan, do you have time now?"

Song Chongshan nodded.

"Then can I make up lessons for Xiaofeng now?"

"can."

Ever since, Ji Congfeng was pushed to his room by his mother with a blank expression.

Confused, Ji Congfeng took out math exercises and a pen and put them on the desk, watching Ji Mingyue enthusiastically move a stool for Song Chongshan to sit on.

"Which question do you not understand?" Song Chongshan looked at Ji Congfeng.

Ji Mingyue watched from the side.

"This way." Sitting on a chair, Ji Congfeng opened the exercise book, and casually pointed to a big question.

"Is there any draft paper?" Song Chongshan asked as he turned the pen Ji Congfeng gave him.

Ji Mingyue at the side heard this, picked up a notebook on the bedside table, put it in front of them, and asked, "Can this be used as a draft notebook?"

When Ji Congfeng saw this book, he was surprised. Isn't this the sketchbook he used for drawing?

"No..." Ji Congfeng half-stretched his hand to take back the notebook, but he was a step too late. Song Chongshan had already opened the notebook, and the page he opened happened to be a picture of abdominal muscles. He had sent S before. seen.

Ji Congfeng froze his hands, he never thought of falling off in such a way.

I was caught off guard.

Ji Congfeng withdrew his hand, turned his head silently, and looked at Ji Mingyue, "Mom, you go out first, we are tutoring and you are watching from the side, it makes people feel a little uncomfortable."

Ji Mingyue also saw the painting. She touched her nose and felt embarrassed. She seemed to have taken the wrong book.But it shouldn't be too strange for an artist to draw a human body or something.

"Okay, you have to study hard." Ji Mingyue said as she walked out, and closed the door intimately.

Ji Congfeng: ...

He was a bit afraid to look at Song Chongshan's expression now, but Ji Congfeng only felt that he was going to be cold when Ji Mingyue closed the door.

Sure enough, after Ji Mingyue went out, Song Chongshan stood up, holding Ji Congfeng's sketchbook in his hand, walked to the door, locked the door, and then walked slowly towards Ji Congfeng.

Ji Congfeng swallowed, looking at Song Chongshan's dark eyes, as if without a trace of emotion.

It's over.

Ji Congfeng, danger!

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