Luofeng: Baby, when will you finish there?
Liu Hanyan: It’s halftime now, starting at 1:30 in the afternoon, expected to end at 5:30! Did Big King miss me?
Luofeng: You just keep messing around, when I catch you, you’ll lose your nine lives!
Liu Hanyan: I’m not afraid of Big King!
Indeed, not afraid.
Lots of guys, even young ones, when they meet a Little Fairy like this, probably just turn into lapdogs, weak and powerless?
Her combat power really is something.
Liu Hanyan: Big King, do you want to come to our school for a visit?
Luofeng: How do I get there?
Liu Hanyan: I’ll sneak you in!
Luofeng: Alright, I’m coming over right away.
Liu Hanyan: Oh, Big King, I’ll tell Chen Pingping about this. You remember Chen Pingping, right?
Luofeng: Yes, the one in the wheelchair.
In the TV series, that Chen Pingping is a big shot eunuch!
Liu Hanyan: Humph!
Luofeng: Remember, that short, chubby girl, right?
Liu Hanyan: ...
Liu Hanyan: Don’t describe girls like that, actually, Chen Pingping is really nice.
Having a good personality is good.
But Chen Pingping is indeed a bit on the short side.
Around 1.55 meters?
If she were a bit slimmer, she could be described as petite and cute.
Actually, as long as the body proportions are good.
This kind of height is also okay.
After all, not every man’s aesthetics are all about long legs or whatever.
That kind of petite figure, when hugging, feels quite good, not tiring.
But the weight is over 130.
Damn it.
That’s 30 pounds heavier than tall goddess types.
Luofeng: Alright, if there’s no traffic, I’ll get there soon.
It’s only a little past twelve now, Luofeng figures, fifty minutes or so, he should be able to get there.
Driving the Porsche 718, Luofeng quickly arrived at Modu Languages University.
Guided by Liu Hanyan, Luofeng smoothly entered the auditorium.
He picked the least conspicuous spot, after all, he wasn’t really there for the performance, just waiting for Liu Hanyan.
Liu Hanyan didn’t drive over in the morning; she took the Lexus D57 provided by Zhongyi Tang.
On the way, Liu Hanyan could even put on makeup, saving time.
This was all because with Luofeng around, she didn’t rest well.
If Luofeng weren’t there, she’d get up early, and do her makeup at home.
Alas, Little Fairy is quite powerful, not only is her outfit strong, but her combat power is good too, what can Luofeng do? Luofeng is quite desperate, right?
The stronger the Little Fairy, the greater the responsibility!
At one o’clock in the afternoon, the foreign language songs competition at Languages University started again.
Luofeng listened to the first singer and silently gave a bad review because their pronunciation was unclear, and they deliberately imitated a foreign accent.
Completely clueless imitation.
Luofeng silently opened Weibo; the Xiaorizi Electric Power Company’s hype hadn’t died down yet.
Because new secrets were exposed.
It’s about Xiaorizi’s top-secret data on "public information and reverse psychology research."
It’s definitely not Luofeng’s doing.
Luofeng suspects it’s Huang Qiyang and the others.
But speak of the devil, and Cao Cao arrives, faster than anyone else.
Luofeng received a message from Huang Qiyang.
Huang Qiyang: You’re really something!
Luofeng: Really something, what do you mean?
Huang Qiyang: Don’t tell me you don’t go online? Haven’t you seen the heat on Weibo?
Back in the day, they would lie flat and let criticism slide, but now?

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