The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool

Yang Lianfeng didn't feel a little embarrassed, and wiped off his sparsely-haired head with a look of longing.

"Who didn't have a martial arts dream when I was young? I think back then... Forget it, there is no time..."

He pointed to the classmates, "Remember what I said!"

Then he smeared the soles of his feet and ran away.

The classmates laughed, perhaps because they had established a revolutionary brotherhood with the old class, and no one dared to speak out.

Luo Chen turned his head and looked complacent and proud, "Look at Qingqing, do you know how popular Fengci's book is?"

Qiao Qing: "..."

I thank you for complimenting me.

By 13:30, everyone was silent.

However, it didn't take long for the surroundings to become noisy again.

"Fuck! I'm stuck again! I knew I was stuck!"

"Damn! I was squeezed out of the website again!"

"Is the number of people online so fierce? There is no hope this time!"

"The payment system can't be strong, it crashes every time!"

"Can't the official release be unlimited?! Why don't you drop paper without you?! I'm so angry!"

Luo Chen turned his head with bitter hatred, "Qingqing, how is the internet speed on your side, did you grab it for me?"

Qiao Qing looked up at him, "Forgot."

Luo Chen: "..."

Seeing Qiao Qing slowly fetching out the phone, he looked unlovable.

"Forget it, you can read your book, I can't make orders while guarding it, you probably won't be able to get in at this time."

Finally someone threw the phone away, "Forget it, I bought what Joe read!"

"I also buy it! There are not many signed versions. Can I have a name for the non-signed version?"

Many people turned their eyes of hope on Qiao Nian.

Qiao Nian said: "I told my aunt, it should be okay to have more non-signed versions."

"I can rest assured that."

"Niannian, you are my goddess!"

...

When Qiao Nian heard these words, she only felt that she was light and light.

Thinking of Qin Yongmei's explanation, his gaze turned to Luo Chen again.

Seeing if he can't get it, will he be able to calm down.

The craze for book grabbing continued until school was over.

After Qiao Qing returned home, she went to the study as usual.

When she passed the half-box of books left by Sun Jing, she paused.

He bent over and took out a pile and walked to the desk.

The next day, as soon as Qiao Qing arrived in the classroom, Luo Chen held her to complain.

"Qingqing, I didn't grab it! Last time I grabbed a non-signed copy, but this time I didn't even grab it with Mao, and it was sold out again!"

His brother in the front row had an "I knew it" look.

"I told you earlier that it’s not good to grab, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, but you don’t cry, there are not many in our class. Instead of squeezing the scalp there, it’s better to go there. Line up."

Qiao Qing suddenly remembered that she forgot to bring the newly signed books last night.

So he said: "It's okay, I will bring you some autographs next week."

Luo Chen: "..."

After looking at Qiao Qing for a long time, Luo Chen said:

"Qingqing, don't make fun of me. I said I won't betray you, so I won't betray you! I didn't get it this time, and there will be another time. In short, I won't give in to the white lotus flower. !"

Qiao Qing: "..."

There is no dog next time.

After a weekend, in a blink of an eye, it was Monday.

This morning, as soon as Qiao Nian arrived in class, he was surrounded by a group of students.

"Niannian, how many signed copies are there?"

"I will pay a hundred times the price and sell me the signed version."

"I am not very demanding, I will be content if I can sell a non-signed copy of me."

Jiang Yi also walked over and looked at Qiao Nian with a gentle look, "I want to buy a signed edition too, can I?"

Although he was inquiring, he showed a strong sense of certainty, as if he was certain that Qiao Nian would open the back door for him.