After the fake master disappeared, the real master went crazy

Bai Xirou immediately sensed that something was wrong, and went to the post bar to see that the latest hot post was impressively written: The top green tea is self-directed and self-acted, and the actress's acting skills are not so proficient. One person begged Bai Xirou to enter the entertainment circle.

There was no text in the post, only a screen recording. The person who posted the post checked the posts that broke out about Bai Xirou's past. They were all posted by different accounts, but they all came from the same IP. Obviously, they were all posted by the same person.

The faces of the three people in the dormitory became ugly, and the snacks they ate seemed to be poisoned. After a moment of silence, the three of them all went back to their beds and drew the curtains, obviously preparing to isolate Bai Xirou.

Bai Xirou's fists were clenched tightly, her teeth were biting her lips, and it took a while to recover from the dizziness. She sent a message to the people she hired to explain the situation, and asked angrily why they used the same IP.

The other side responded that they didn't expect that a school post bar with little popularity would have someone to check the IP, so they didn't intend to hide it at all.

Bai Xirou clicked her tongue irritably. Now her reputation in school is completely ruined, but this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the family must not know about this matter, otherwise Bai Zhiming will definitely not take her to work again For those related activities, she must keep the Song family close, otherwise she will lose the advantages she had established before.

Damn it, Huo Chengfeng shouldn't have been chosen in the first place, that guy who turned his back on his word, if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be in this situation now.

She closed her computer, put on her hat and mask, and changed into a set of clothes she didn't usually wear before leaving the dormitory.

Bai Xirou went to the playground to find Song Xici for her injuries. Song Xici was sitting on the edge of the shady playground with a group of girls holding umbrellas. They seemed to be watching something secretly, surrounded by an umbrella , chattering and discussing.

Are you talking about yourself?Did Song Xici want these girls to help him spread rumors about him?

Bai Xirou knew that she should call Song Xici quietly and secretly at this time, but she couldn't control her own behavior. Her mind was full of other people's ridicule and comments on her, and she couldn't control Song Xici. shoulder, and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

Song Xici was caught by her and turned sideways, revealing the things under the umbrella. They were just watching TV together.

With her such a big movement, everyone in the injured company looked over, staring at her with eyes, discussing in a low voice, "Isn't this Bai Xirou? Why did she come to find Xiaoci again? Wasn't it before?" Are you still apologizing to Xiaoci, and now with this attitude, the previous apology was not sincere at all!"

"Keep your voice down, it would be embarrassing for her to hear it, what if Xiao Ci gets involved?"

"Should we help Xiaoci? What if she bullies Xiaoci?"

The girls in the injured company are not tall and not very strong. They are hesitant and don't know what to do. Bai Xirou is like a scourge in their eyes, and will eat Song Xici, who is 1.8 meters tall, at any time .

"Let's talk." Bai Xirou said in a low voice, resisting the heart of insulting Song Xici from the sudden nausea and dizziness in her mind.

She spoke too softly, Song Xici couldn't hear clearly, and the girl next to him who knew he was hard of hearing told him loudly, "She said she wants to talk to you, don't go, what if she plots against you? "

Song Xici gave them a comforting smile, "It's okay, we won't go far, it's near here, where you can see it."

They still felt uneasy. Although Song Xici was older, but his personality was like their younger brother. They decided that as long as Bai Xirou acted rashly, they would call the instructor.

It was still during the military training time, and Song Xici couldn't go too far. After they reached the corner of the playground, Song Xici yawned, "Why do you want me?"

"Song Xici, can you let me go?" Bai Xirou said, "As long as you stop this time, if you need me in the future, just say it."

"Do you think I did the things in the post bar?" Song Xici looked at Bai Xirou amusedly, and said without any hesitation or panic on his face: "It was Huo Chengfeng, it was Huo Chengfeng who you called here to do it, and I know why he is." Do you do this? To please me."

Bai Xirou was stunned for a moment, and then her expression became fierce. She squeezed the phone fiercely, and when she walked out of the playground, she didn't even say a word, and her back was murderous.

Song Xici curled his lips and returned to his injury company. The girls were relieved to see him come back safely, and continued to turn on their iPads to watch TV.

He received a call from Huo Chengfeng while having dinner. He originally thought that the other party would be furious, but to his surprise, Huo Chengfeng was very calm, and even seemed to be in a better mood than before.

He didn't call to talk about Bai Xirou, but just said some nonsense that he didn't have time to come and see him recently. If he had known about Huo Chengfeng's situation, Song Xici would not have answered the phone at all.

Said that he didn't have time, Huo Chengfeng really never came to Song Xici's school again, but he would send himself a lot of messages, saying what he was doing recently, asking Song Xici if he was doing well and what he ate and so on. Yes, Song Xici hardly replied, but his messages still flew into the mailbox like snowflakes.

A few days later, Song Xici heard about Bai Xirou again. Since the incident was too big, the public opinion might even spread outside the school, so the school intervened in this matter, publicly criticized Bai Xirou, and gave her a serious demerit punishment.

However, the matter didn't calm down like this. Someone picked up Bai Xirou's identity and scolded the school for covering up Bai Xirou because of Bai Xirou's identity. The school had to issue a second report and directly expelled Bai Xirou.

When things got to this point, Bai Mingzhi's company was even hit by a lot of public opinion. For the benefit of the company, he publicly issued an apology on the Internet, and said that he would strictly discipline Bai Xirou and would not tolerate her. Bad problem, the day after the apology, Bai Xirou was sent out of the country, and there has been no news since then.

After the military training, the class officially started. The teacher recommended by Bai Xiaolin became the professor of Song Xici's professional course. He taught them the course "Art Design Aesthetics". I don't even bother to read it.

Although Huo Chengfeng has never been to the school, Song Xici still has visitors often. Deng Hanzhen and Shen Junzhi often come to see Song Xici together. Deng Hanzhen is like Shen Junzhi's bodyguard. She doesn't like to talk very much now and always looks at Shen Junzhi. In a daze, he didn't even hang out with them, and let him push Shen Junzhi to go around by himself.

Song Xici felt that Deng Hanzhen was a little abnormal, and he was a little distracted for a while, but he didn't hear Shen Junzhi talking to him, so Shen Junzhi turned around and squeezed his arm, feeling a little helpless, "Song Song, please pay attention to me."

"Ah?" Song Xici grinned, "Brother Junzhi, what did you say?"

"What are you thinking? You're distracted." Shen Junzhi didn't continue the topic just now, but asked him.

"I'm thinking that Deng Hanzhen is a little strange recently. She doesn't talk much or smile too much. Is something wrong with her?" Song Xici parked Shen Junzhi's wheelchair next to the bench, and sat on the bench by himself. Leaning on the armrest, she leaned in front of Shen Junzhi, "I'll tell you everything she likes the most, brother Junzhi, do you know what's wrong with her?"

"I know." Shen Junzhi looked at the small wildflowers popping up in the green belt of the campus, "But I can't solve the things that are bothering Xiaolong now. I'm a bit too selfish."

"What?" Song Xici laughed aloud, "If Brother Junzhi is selfish, are there still good people in this world?"

Shen Junzhi was taken aback by his unsuspecting words, and then he pursed his lips and smiled, "You are the only one who is so naive and simple, trusting others too easily."

Song Xici put his hands behind his head and leaned on the back of the bench, and sighed: "If anyone approaches me, I have to first think about whether he has any purpose and whether he has any bad ideas. , wouldn’t it be very tiring to live?”

Shen Junzhi didn't answer, he said: "Or are you pushing me to go somewhere else?"

Song Xici didn't have any doubts about his playmate from childhood to adulthood, because he trusted him so much, he didn't even feel that Shen Junzhi was changing the subject, but happily pushed Shen Junzhi to see the sculptures in the school.

Because it is an art school, the school arranges such scenes as greenery, sculptures, and ponds in a particularly delicate and beautiful way. Song Xici was interested in these, so he pushed Shen Junzhi to see them one by one, and told him about the sculptures. aesthetic meaning.

He was speaking vigorously, and Shen Junzhi also nodded frequently to express that he liked to listen, but a bodyguard in a suit found them, stepped forward and handed Shen Junzhi the white pills and water in his hand respectfully, "Master, it's time to take the medicine." It's time."

Shen Junzhi thanked the bodyguard, took the water and handed it to Song Xici first, "Song Song, are you thirsty, do you want to drink water first?"

"I'm not thirsty, I'll unscrew it for you." When Song Xi resigned to get the water bottle, he touched Shen Junzhi's fingertips, and it was as cold as ice.

In the midsummer of September, the weather was hot and humid. Song Xici's fingertips were like bright charcoal fire, which burned Shen Junzhi's cold fingertips. He withdrew his hand suddenly, pretending to be nonchalant, waiting for him to wring out the water and hand it to himself .

But Song Xici didn't respond for a long time. When Shen Junzhi went to see him again, his eyes were red. He squatted down and rested his chin on his unconscious legs, and held his hands with both hands, " Brother Junzhi, you obviously left well back then, how could you be like this now."

Shen Junzhi's nerves were almost screaming in his head, and his fingers were throbbing in Song Xici's palm like convulsions. He was about to lose his mind. The person he liked the most was leaning on his dry, thin and ugly legs.

These legs are not worthy of being touched by Song Song, they are not perfect things, meeting one's favorite will always be a kind of defilement.