The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans

Ling Chunan turned over with his eyes closed, pulled up the quilt and covered his head, just when 098 thought he was asleep, Ling Chunan said, "I didn't notice it at first."

"I have to say, that Tang Shouxu is very real. It is completely imitated according to my impression of him, and the taste is the same." Speaking of this, Ling Chunan paused, "Well, even the reaction when I killed him Pretty much the same."

... so you can still do it?

098 didn’t say what he was complaining about, but Ling Chunan could always guess what it was thinking, “But the fake ones are fake ones. If you have to ask me why I’m sure he’s not the real Tang Shouxu, it’s probably because the cakes he makes are better than Tang Shouxu’s. It’s delicious.” Ling Chunan said here with a somewhat accusatory tone, “You know, I prefer sweeter ones.” But no matter in which world, the sweets made by men are not too sweet.

When 098 heard this reason, he had only one feeling - he couldn't laugh or cry.I dare say it's because it doesn't have a sense of taste and doesn't know the taste of food, so it didn't recognize it.

Thinking about it this way, 098 finally felt a little relieved, which meant that its IQ was not particularly low.

Of course, this is actually just one of the reasons. Even if he didn't recognize the person who got along with him for countless years, Ling Chunan couldn't have noticed it later in the process of getting along, otherwise he couldn't subconsciously alienate that fake Tang Shouxu .

Thinking of the man's gaze when he stabbed the second time, Ling Chunan sighed, even if he knew that he was a fake, he almost didn't hold the knife in his hand at that time.

... He may have been planted.

This cognition made Ling Chunan not very happy even after completing the task.

At this time, Tang Shouxu pushed the door open and came in, looking at the quilt arched on the bed, his eyes were full of smiles, "Is baby awake?"

Seeing that Ling Chunan ignored him, Tang Shouxu was not annoyed. He sat down by the bed and gently pulled the quilt, "Is baby hungry? The meal is ready."

Ling Chunan still didn't move, Tang Shouxu said again: "You have an exam today, so you're going to be late."

Ling Chunan: "..."

Although he stayed in the world simulated by the blood mist for several months, in fact, only a short time passed in real time, that is, yesterday, Ling Chunan just met Bao Jing.

Today is the final exam of the first semester of the third year of high school.

"I don't want to go." Ling Chunan's voice was muffled.

"Okay." Tang Shouxu didn't ask the reason, and said obediently, "Then I'll call the teacher and adjust your exam time."

"Forget it." Ling Chunan lifted the quilt and sat up, just in time to meet Tang Shouxu's gaze, he was stunned, and then said: "Get dressed for me."

Tang Shouxu laughed lowly, the pampering in his eyes was almost overflowing, "Okay."

Looking at the man who was serious about dressing himself, Ling Chunan calmed down a bit, as if this was not bad.

But I have to say, this man is really good at boiling frogs in warm water.

When Ling Chunan arrived at the school, it was already close to the exam time, because the exams in the whole school were arranged according to the results of the midterm exam, so Ling Chunan's exam room was not in his own classroom, just walked into the first exam room, dozens of pairs of eyes They all focused on him.

Ling Chunan smiled and nodded towards them, then walked to his seat and sat down as if nothing had happened, "098, what's going on?"

Although Ling Chunan was very popular in school in the past, he has always kept a low profile, and it is certainly impossible for him to be silent as soon as he appears on stage.

But without waiting for 098 to check, the classmate who happened to be sitting next to Ling Chunan pushed his glasses, his eyes were full of gossiping excitement, and even the small freckles on both sides of the bridge of his nose were shining, "A Yan, the one who came to look for you yesterday Is the girl your girlfriend? You don’t know. I heard that you asked for leave the day before the exam to go out to play with your girl. I don’t know how many girls are heartbroken, and the male students are beating their chests. After you left, the whole school fell into silence. In the dark..."

For this person's exaggerated statement, the students who secretly listened to the conversation between the two couldn't help but blush. If they didn't want to hear Ling Chunan's answer, everyone present probably wanted to beat him up.

Five minutes later, the little glasses finally finished speaking, and pushed the glasses again, looking at Ling Chunan, his eyes were amazingly bright.

Ling Chunan looked at the time, waited for a while, and said, "I don't have a girlfriend."

"bell--"

As soon as Ling Chunan finished speaking, the bell rang for the start of the exam. Everyone couldn't hide their regret, but fortunately they knew that the male god didn't have a girlfriend, and their hearts were finally relieved.

And quite a few people didn't forget to stare at the little glasses when they turned their heads away. If he wasn't too verbose, Ling Chunan would definitely have said a few more words just now.

Little Glasses has an innocent face, what's wrong with him?

Ling Chunan rested for a while after completing the test papers, then handed in the papers half an hour early and left the examination room. Everyone who was still writing quickly: "..."

Time flies by, although it is the last semester of senior three, there are still many students who are excited, especially the good-looking boy like Ling Chunan, who has excellent grades, although he does not seem to be from a family background, he is definitely very rich , has always been the most flattering.

So seeing graduation approaching, Ling Chunan received more and more love letters, and among them not only girls, but also many male students mixed in, this half semester made Tang Shouxu jealous, and he was stunned. Ling Chunan saw any love letter.

Ling Chunan was happy to be at leisure, and didn't care what Tang Shouxu did with those love letters.

Finally, the college entrance examination was over, and Tang Shouxu, who had been inseparable from Ling Chunan recently, finally breathed a sigh of relief, happily planning to go home with his baby for a coming-of-age ceremony, but Ling Chunan had just walked out of the examination room when someone stopped him.

"Xie Ziyan." The girl's voice was soft and pleasant.

Ling Chunan turned his head and looked at the girl who lowered her head and blushed, "Student He Qingyu, what's the matter?"

Hearing that Ling Chunan was able to call out her name, the blushing girl became even more nervous, her delicate face was blushing, she plucked up the courage to hand out an envelope to Ling Chunan, "Send it to you. "

Ling Chunan glanced at the letter, then reached out to accept it, "Thank you."

He Qingyu blushed even more, "I, I'll go first." After she finished speaking, she turned around and ran away, almost being blocked by the flower bed and fell, but fortunately she stabilized in time, maybe because she was shy, she ran even faster Soon.

Ling Chunan glanced at Tang Shouxu next to him, and then looked at the letter in his hand, uncharacteristically, he didn't hand the letter to him, "Go and drive."

Tang Shouxu looked at the envelope in Ling Chunan's hand, then at Ling Chunan's expression, and made sure that he really didn't intend to give it to him, so he turned around and walked towards the parking lot outside the school.

Until Tang Shouxu's back disappeared, Ling Chunan suddenly laughed, this man is so cute.

At this time, 098 said: "Host, there is Yin Qi in this letter, you should be careful."

Although Ling Chunan's cultivation level is not low, 098 always remembers the requirements of the adults before leaving, it has to protect the host well, so the protection work must be done well.

Ling Chunan nodded, and opened the envelope as he walked.

There is only one piece of paper in the envelope, and the font on it is quite immature. Although it can be seen that each stroke is written seriously, it doesn't look like it was written by a high school girl. On the contrary, it looks like it was written by a primary school student. There are many pinyin.

Ling Chunan read the words on the letter paper and was about to put it away when Tang Shouxu stopped in front of him and opened the passenger door, "Honey, I'm home."

"Yes." Ling Chunan got into the car and handed the letter to Tang Shouxu who was looking at him eagerly, "Look."

Tang Shouxu suddenly smiled, "Is it okay?"

Ling Chunan gave him a sideways glance, "Forget it."

"Look and see." Tang Shouxu was a little anxious, what if his baby was seduced by someone else's sweet words?

However, within a few seconds after Tang Shouxu took the letter, he frowned, "Suicide note?"

That's right, what is contained in this letter is not a love letter, but a suicide note. It seems to be written by a child under ten years old. Although the child has typos and pinyin, the writing is quite good, and he deeply accuses His parents beat him because of his poor grades, forced him to do homework, forced him to go to cram school, and forbade him to play with his peers. Finally, he wrote at the end of the letter: "When I die, I will be a ghost." I want you to taste what it’s like to do homework every day without eating, and get beaten if you don’t get good grades!!”

After reading it, Tang Shouxu tapped on the letter paper, "He is dead."

He Qingyu ran a long way before finally calming down. She patted her frighteningly hot face lightly, and then couldn't help covering her face and smiling. Classmate Xie Ziyan just accepted her love letter and smiled at her. He It was as gentle as everyone said.

Oops, she forgot to ask Xie Ziyan which university she wanted to study in. She wanted to go back and ask, but suddenly stopped in her tracks. Would it be too abrupt to go back?Or is it better to wait a few days to see the results and then ask?

He Qingyu struggled for a while, and finally chose to talk about it in a few days.After making up her mind, she regained her good mood and walked home. At this time, she didn't notice that a piece of pink letter paper fell out of the bag she was carrying behind her back and was blown onto the road by the wind. After the wheel was punctured dozens of times, it was swept into the trash can by the dedicated cleaners.

He Qingyu's home is in a neighborhood that is neither old nor new but has a sense of age in Dongcheng. Most of the people living in this neighborhood are powerful and wealthy people. Her parents finally settled in this neighborhood not long ago. She bought a house, but what she found a little strange was that the neighbors around looked at her a little strangely.