The classmates who followed Class 2 couldn't speak at all when they listened to their words.

Moreover, Yu Xiaochun’s reading data was not made up. They even opened the school forum and secretly read it. Qin Wenrou is indeed the number one voting for the courtyard flower.

Although they remembered that they did not vote for Qin Wenrou.

Since the last incident with Fengji Department, their affection for Qin Wenrou has disappeared and it is impossible to vote for her.

Why did Qin Wenrou get almost all the tickets for Class 1 and Class 2? Even if all the boys are blind, they are like Yao Dazhuang, they can't reach as many as 90 votes.

But the data is there...

"Your votes will not be fake, right?"

Song Anjing, a melon-eating girl who just came back from evening study, sucked the milk of the cantaloupe smell and raised doubts carelessly, "You are just average and not as good-looking as my roommate."

Qin Wenrou's eyelids twitched, and she pursed her mouth aggrievedly, "I swear I didn't make a falsification."

She called Lan Yingjun in front of everyone, and said in a coquettish voice, "Senior, classmate doubts my ticket, what should I do..."

Soon, Lan Yingjun arrived.

His face was a little heavy, and his nose bridge was obviously dark and blue, not as energetic and graceful as usual.

And it didn't seem to be there because of the ticket. Instead, there was something urgent to come to Qin Wenrou specifically.

But he couldn't say that in front of everyone, and just said perfunctorily, "Gentle vote, many of our juniors voted for her. They are all my buddies. If you don't believe it, you can go to the forum to check the voting id."

It turned out that the senior mobilized his classmates to vote for Qin Wenrou.

As the president of the student union, Lan Yingjun does have this ability.

Everyone sighed unwillingly.

I can only envy Qin Wenrou for holding her thick thighs, so luck is good.

After Lan Yingjun helped Qin Wenrou explain the ticket, she turned around and lowered her voice, "What are you doing here? Let me tell you something when I go out..."

Qin Wenrou finally pulled Lan Yingjun to support her, and could fight against Ao Xinghao's pressure, and strive to use the charge of stealing today to completely crush Lan Qingxin to death. Why would she be willing to leave?

She grabbed Lan Yingjun's arm and shook it gently and delicately, "Brother Jun, the relics left by my sister were stolen by Lan Qingxin. I am so sad. Every man is innocent and is guilty of possessing a treasure. Lan Qingxin is really too much this time. Can you help me with justice..."

Lan Yingjun's mind was gone, and she buzzed, and asked in a daze, "What relics did you say?"

Today he just found that the dead appeared in the surveillance of the stolen medicinal materials. Qin Xin’s own face, and Qin Xin’s relics were stolen in a blink of an eye?

His heartbeat suddenly became very, very fast!

I feel like I'm going to suffocate.

Just when Lan Yingjun's mind was blank and she wanted to know what the relationship between these two things was.

I heard a cold and sarcastic sarcasm from behind me, "I dare to speak idioms if I haven't learned Chinese well? Do you know what the next sentence is for a man to be innocent and bear a treasure?"

"What is it?" Qin Wenrou couldn't help asking.

As soon as I said that, I realized that the sound sounded a little familiar!

She turned around suddenly.

It was just colliding with Qin Xin's cold eyes!

A "knock" sounded in her heart, and she inexplicably avoided Qin Xin's eyes.
Chapter completed!