Decheng, County No. 2 Middle School.

"Minglang, you have received another love letter, and someone has sent you another love letter."

The child star at the same table had a very naughty smile on his face, and he looked gossipy. He held the love letter placed on Nan Minglang's desk and said, "Do you want to open it and see it?"

"No, this is what she wrote to me, you can't read it."

Hearing the words of his deskmate, Nan Minglang immediately took the love letter from the child star. After he experienced that incident personally, he naturally knew more clearly that being liked was a happy and happy thing.

He should thank these likes, rather than use them as capital for showing off, to show others and read them to others, and to destroy his feelings in laughter.

At the beginning, he had no love letters, but he was just a secret love in the diary. He liked it carefully and was torn to pieces.

When the child star saw Nan Minglang's expression, he knew that Nan Minglang would not let others read the love letters written to him. Even if it was a love letter confessed by a boy, Nan Minglang would not be disgusted with the snake and scorpion, and took it out and sneered and contempt.

"Minglang, you are right!"

As he said that, the child star couldn't help but look at Tan Xi, and his eyes were self-evident.

He wants to trample on others' love and is arrogant, and in the end he is just a poor clown showing off his ugly tail.

Nan Minglang knew what the child star meant by saying this, but just smiled and put away the love letters.

...

Tan Xi on the other side vaguely heard the child star's words. She had a sense of fire in her heart for no reason. Now, when she heard the child star's words and her eyes, she exploded instantly.

"Child star, what do you mean?"

Tan Xi was no longer the same table as Nan Minglang. He walked a few steps to Nan Minglang and the child star, with anger in his eyes, but his eyes fell on Nan Minglang.

"Nan Minglang, and you, you are just a liar, Bao Shiyi's story is not a real story at all. You deliberately deceive people for the sake of the novel you wrote!"

"You are not willing to give up your means to make a name for yourself!"

Nan Minglang didn't understand why Tan Xi suddenly opened fire at him, but when he heard Tan Xi's words, Nan Minglang wanted to speak but stopped. Now many people on the Internet are suspecting that the Bao Eleven story he wrote was not a real person and is attacking him.

Although the students in the school were suspicious, they had not directly said that he was a liar like Tan Xi.

"Why are you not talking? Right? I'm right. You're just lying, you're lying, and the Eleventh story is fake."

When Zheng Peipei saw that Tan Xi was targeting Nan Minglang again, he hurried over to hold Tan Xi.

Although she also wanted to know if the story of Eleven is a real person, who is the prototype of Eleven, and how is Zhou Yun in reality, it was a bit too much for Tan Xi to attack Nan Minglang like this.

Just like they had crossed the line, too much.

Zheng Peipei grabbed Tan Xi's hand and said, "Tan Xi, okay, don't say it."

"Pepe, I'm right. Nan Minglang deliberately lied to others for his own novel. Are you embarrassed, Nan Minglang?"

"You are disgusting!"

"You actually have the nerve to tell the real story..."

The other students in the class also looked at Nan Minglang, and they also wanted to know if Bao Shiyi's story was a real person.

...

"What should I do when the ghost system? What should I say at this time?"

Nan Minglang asked the ghost system in his mind: "You know, I didn't lie, the story of Eleven is a real person."

"Student Nan, my ancestor, I want to tell you that although you are a vase and look good, you can't always be a vase. Now your classmates are not doubting you, and netizens online are also doubting you are lying. Haven't you ever thought about how to explain?"

The ancestor of the ghost system said coldly: "You should have thought about this problem long ago."

"This is a war, from the moment I start to attach myself to you, from when you start taking the first step and write "A Glass of Dust", the war begins, ruthless, cold..."

"I know how to ask my ancestors all day long. Although my ancestors are kind and excellent, approachable, and passionate, how can the vase match my ancestors? You need to change it!"

"The vase cannot survive, so you can't learn like the Eleventh School?"

...

Like the Eleventh Study?

Listening to the Ghost System's words, Nan Minglang seemed to be hit in his heart. He knew that Eleven was a living person, not a fictional story.

Nan Minglang looked at Tan Xi, looked straight at her, and was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "Yes, I'm a liar, I'm a lie..."

As soon as this sentence was said, everyone around was shocked?

Could it be that book fan Nan Minglang is really making up stories? The story of Eleven does not really happen?

Although the story is already shocking, if it is something that really happens, it will make them feel even more heartbroken.

When Tan Xi heard Nan Minglang admit that he was lying, he was delighted. As soon as he was about to say something, he heard Nan Minglang continue, "I lied to you. Eleven and Zhou Yun are not boyfriend and girlfriend. They are already married and have their own daughter."

"The daughter of Eleventh is called Xiaoxiao."

"He rushed out at the kindergarten gate at first to save his daughter, but later, in order to save the children, he was covered in blood and bit the beast to death..."

"Do you know how cruel it is to bite a person to death? The blood kept pouring into his mouth..."

...

"Also, I lied to you. The last sentence he said when he died on Eleven was, smile and don't cry..."

"He was bleeding like that, looking at his daughter, crying, hurting, and shouting... He smiled and didn't cry, he couldn't rest assured that his daughter..."

As he said that, Nan Minglang's eyes turned slightly red, as if he had seen the cruel scene again, and he clenched his fists tightly.

...

Nan Minglang's words were like a lightning flash in the classroom. This sad and angry words made everyone quiet.

Tan Xi opened her mouth and wanted to say something else.

Nan Minglang seemed to have guessed what Tan Xi was going to say, and just looked directly at Tan Xi with his eyes, his eyes were calm, but he had the courage to move forward in a deep voice: "Don't think about disturbing him, he is dead."

...

The classroom was very quiet, like the calmness after the whistling wind, in a mess, but with the new life after destruction.

"So handsome, Minglang is really handsome at this moment!"

"I always knew he was handsome."

A girl around looked at Nan Minglang and whispered.

...

In my mind, the ghost system also agreed and said-

"Yes, my ancestor, I think he is more handsome now than before!"

"Sure enough, my vision is not wrong with my ancestor!"

"A good-looking people talk nonsense... they are all good-looking nonsense!"
Chapter completed!