Qiao Yimo frowned, "Stop it with money!"

If she hacked Weibo, she might alarm some people, so be careful.

"All right, the boss is low-key, I'll go busy!"

After hanging up the phone, she opened the post bar, searched for topics about herself, and operated on hundreds of them, but within a few seconds, all of them disappeared.

The bar master who was also helping Qiao Yimo build the building found that his post disappeared for no reason, thinking that he had deleted it by hand sliding, and wanted to create a new one.

However, I found that as long as all the topics about Qiao Yimo could not be published, and if I entered the name Qiao Yimo on the keyboard three times, the account was blocked and could not be used forever...

On the other side, Qiao Anchu was playing the trumpet and was preparing to black out Qiao Yimo, only to find that there was no such person in Tieba.

After confirming the query three times, the trumpet was directly blocked.

She couldn't help but feel complacent, who did this Qiao Yimo offend? All the videos and photos of the performance are available. The

It's so good...God helps me too!

On the second day, Class A ushered in unprecedented enthusiasm.

"Yimo, I really didn't think you could play the pipa, and dance so well."

"Yimo, where did you learn that dance? Can you tell me the dance teacher?"

"Yimo, you are so beautiful, and you can play the pipa and dance. You will be my idol from today."

"Hurt! Do you still need to say it? Now that Lu Qingqing is not there, Qiao Yimo is our school flower."

"Yimo, can you add a WeChat?"

A group of people gathered Qiao Yimo in the middle, and babbled close to her.

Yu Changze, who was sitting behind, was a little bit disappointed. Sister Mo is now not hers alone.

so sad......

Qiao Yimo: "There are no other people's videos I accidentally saw on the Internet after learning dance."

"Ah! What a pity! Yimo, can you teach me?"

Han Meng pulled Qiao Yimo's sleeve, wanting to feel like crying, "Everyone in Yimo likes you so much, will you still be at the same table with me in the future?"

Qiao Yimo couldn't help laughing, and touched her head like a cerebellum, "You are also very good, why not be at the same table with you?"

Han Meng hugged Qiao Yimo's waist, "Yimo, thank you."

Only Han Meng didn't dislike her and never looked down on her, and Qiao Yimo had any reason to look down on Han Meng.

These people around her are all brainless flies, as soon as that Lu Qingqing comes back, they all start to talk bad things about her again.

Among them, listening is too good, in a sense, it is not good.

At this moment, the male classmate's shout suddenly came from outside the classroom, "Ah! My goddess is back!"

"Who!" The students in the classroom and outside the classroom sang together.

"My sister Lu, Lu Qingqing!"

"Why did you return to school early? Didn't you say you will take a ten-day break?"

"The school spends her dad with money, so let's buy the principal."

"Really? Hurry up, go out and have a look."

Not long after, all the people around Qiao Yimo turned their backs.

Everyone seemed to quickly forgot about Lu Qing's bullying of classmates.

In the office

The head teacher of Class B was telling her, "Qinqin, the courses have fallen out these days, you have to make up for it as soon as possible."

Lu Qingqing's eyes were red.

She lifted her poor face and sniffed, "Teacher, I know I was wrong. I will definitely study hard."

The head teacher showed a pleased smile and patted her shoulder, "Actually, you are not all to blame for this matter. As the saying goes, flies don't bite seamless eggs. That Qiao Yimo itself has a problem!"

Lu Qing pursed his lips and nodded.

"Well, you go out first." The head teacher looked at her.

A group of boys outside the door surrounded the door of the office. Seeing Lu Qingqing's return, he became excited and shouted, "Sister Qing, Sister Qing, stay with you for life~"

"Fortunately, Sister Qing is back, otherwise the throne of the school flower will be snatched away by the turtle from Class A!"

"Follow her, anyway, I only recognize sister Qing as a school girl for the rest of my life."

Shut up, okay! Qiao Yimo can't be a nose hair for sister Qing. "

Lu Qing listened to the girl in everyone's mouth and couldn't help thinking.

She invited a bunch of unused waste, and spent a year of her pocket money to deal with a dead girl, and was finally beaten.

She wants to see what is so amazing about Qiao Yimo... JrNovels.com