Mr. Jie is still the same, questioning and warning.

He said he didn't care, but said he wanted to call the police. He also asked his friends to check his IP address, threatening to find out the person behind this "clown".

Jiang Nian looked at his phone and couldn't help but feel happy. Who could he ask to check it?

police?

There is one thing to say, not to mention whether Squirtle can find a relationship.

So what if it is found, this trumpet real-name certification is not owned by Le Zhi.

Unless you ask Conan to decipher the clues all the way. Finally, you found the young master of the police station, Mr. Lezhi, and then found that the flood had washed away the living father's temple.

Laughing to death.

Jiang Nian scrolled through the chat history on his mobile phone to the end and replied.

"IM back(I'm back)."

"Ding ding ding! The Mega Millions quiz begins, do you choose truth or dare?"

Then, he clicked on Zhou Yuting's chat page.

Compared to Yu Tongjie, Zhou Yuting has no power to rely on, but she is relatively calmer. She has sent several short composition messages of 400 to 500 words, which are comparable in length.

Jiligulu said a lot, but the core was just five words.

Others did it too.

Jiang Nian is a bit difficult to express. Compared with Zhou Yuting's abstraction level and Squirtle's, it can be said that each has its own merits.

Squirtle: I'm looking for someone to catch you.

Zhou Yuting: Others did it too, why did they catch me alone and not let me go!

Have fun watching it once.

Jiang Nian forwarded the set of words he sent to Yu Tongjie to Zhou Yuting. It wasn't that it couldn't be customized. It was just that it was unnecessary because the other party's rank was too low.

We will give them another big one before the joint entrance exams in the six cities.

At that time, Le Zhi had finished submitting the results, and his main focus was to enter the game personally. He lurked in the answer group for a month, collected evidence, and took the initiative to report and destroy the criminal gang.

What? Le Zhi did it too.

But the scores are real, and you can make them no matter how you make the paper.

It is clearly the talent and hard work of Master Le Zhi.

Therefore, how to deal with it in the end depends entirely on whether Lejinu works hard or not. If he relaxes, it doesn't make much difference whether he reports it or not. The club will still die.

In fact, this is a bit like asking for directions, to see if the two of them can still board the trumpet.

What should I do if I sell my account and run away?

There's nothing we can do about it, we can't just end up with Lezhi at the same time, right?

This trumpet was given to me by Le Zhi, which is equivalent to handing over the self-destruct button to Jiang Nian. Every man knows that backup hidden energy must not be revealed easily.

My brother puts himself in his pocket, and I kick him into the ditch.

If he really did this, Lezhi would not be able to remember it for the rest of his life. Before he died, he would still have to say a word to his children beside his bed.

"His fucking betrayal wound will never heal."

Jiang Nian didn't bother to care about right or wrong.

He is not a superman, but an Azu, one in a hundred thousand.

His moral cultivation was close to that of Class 3. He didn't know who was on the floor, but there must be someone there anyway.

In short, this thing mainly focuses on baiting and borderline harassment of a willing person.

The bell is ringing, this is the last period of evening self-study, the third and fourth periods will be continued.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

Jiang Nian looked up from the pile of test papers again. There were only twenty minutes left before school ended in the evening. He couldn't help but stop writing and take a break.

He rested his head on his hands, remembering that he would have a prostitute and a wedding party tomorrow at noon. He was thinking about how to deal with it tomorrow, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Li Hua stole Ma Guojun's glasses cloth and carefully folded the tofu quilt there.

In the front row, Zeng You tore open the kiss and burned it.

Ma Guojun was playing with a used correction tape and put it on the table as a dog for a walk. The thing was wrapped in the opposite direction, and when he gently pulled it, the little correction tape started to bark quite loudly.

Wu Jungu is reading Vista. This magazine is not very popular in Zhennan School.

This thing is a bit too high-end, and the people in the class don't really want to see the world. They just want to read folklore and strange stories, and have a bit of vulgar fun.

He was indifferent to his ex-girlfriend's election as a psychological committee member and has been like a stranger since the breakup.

In fact, Wu Jungu just wanted to laugh.

Can a person with a distorted psychology also be a psychological committee member? She has a lot of negative emotions herself, how can she help others eliminate negative emotions? Sooner or later she will explode.

Speaking of which, if I hadn't broken up with her, I should have gone to a wedding banquet with her tomorrow. But now I can only make do and go with my dead roommate.

He turned the pages gently, calmly and elegantly.

I think the whole world is stupid.

There are still fifteen minutes until evening self-study is over.

The whole classroom was in a state of agitation, and the Eight Immortals in the back row were all showing off their magical powers.

Huang Cairang spoke to Yang Qiming in the same row across Zhou Yuting in the middle.

"Brother, will you have breakfast tomorrow?"

Yang Qiming's eyelids twitched, and he probably guessed what Huang Cailang was thinking. He was probably going to have to hold on to the wall to get in and out of the wedding banquet tomorrow.

Mr. Yang is a decent man. He can't spend all his living expenses after the breakup, so there is no need to do this.

And to be honest, wedding wine tastes just like that.

But can he say that?

Of course not, it would hurt Huang Cailang's self-esteem too much. As the saying goes, I have been there even in glory and downfall, and we have never been defeated. Good brothers should advance and retreat together!

Thinking of this, Yang Qiming smiled on his face.

"I won't eat."

Huang Cailang scratched his face, but after all he didn't say the words "Brother, give me your breakfast."

"I won't eat any of that." Yang Qiming looked indifferent and nodded.

"OK."

How hungry can you be without breakfast?

After school.

A group of people in the class cheered and stood up to leave. Yang Qiming subconsciously greeted Huang Cairang.

"Let's go and have a late night snack."

Huang Cairang refused, "Brother, I'm not hungry."

Yang Qiming couldn't stand it any longer. You kid is so unfaithful, so you have to save it for a feast at noon tomorrow, right?

OK OK.

He originally wanted to treat himself, but he hesitated when he said it. Would it make him think too much? What if Cai Lang felt that he looked down on him?

Forget it, let's move forward and retreat together.

How hungry can you be without midnight snacks? Just take a nap and you'll be fine! When you wake up and go to class tomorrow, it will be noon in the blink of an eye.

The night is getting dark, at the school gate.

Jiang Nian wandered around and turned into the road facing the street with Xu Qianqian. There were almost no cars at night, people went to bed relatively early, and only the dim street lights remained.

"I ate at a new restaurant at the main entrance of the school in the afternoon. Guess what?"

"Delicious?" Xu Qianqian asked.

"The first bite I took made me want to die, and the second bite made me want to stab the boss to death." Jiang Nian wandered under the street lamp, carrying a bag and putting his hands in his pockets.

"Then why did you take the second bite?" Xu Qianqian was confused and couldn't understand what the boy was thinking, "Can't you spit it out after the first bite?"

"Spit on the boss's face?" Jiang Nian asked.

"You're stupid, I'm not allowed to beat you up." Xu Qianqian came up with a good idea, "Just stand up and spin around and vomit on the wall."

"If it's summer, I'll vomit at the air conditioner outlet. If I were a person eating in the restaurant, I would definitely not be able to eat a single bite."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian gave a thumbs up.

"Or she must be a poisonous woman."

"Get out!" Xu Qianqian pushed him and said angrily, "Let me analyze it for you. You still call me, you despicable and shameless villain."
To be continued...