Chapter 820 Pei Changfeng's Fan

It's the age that loves to play games. Everyone always pulls on their classmates to form a team. Suddenly, a game master who sweeps thousands of troops appears. Everyone naturally pursues them, not to mention that Pei Changfeng has already signed a professional team.

Little Huangmao: "Boss, I just can't understand his arrogant arrogance. He looks like a 250 every day. His eyes grow on the top of his head..."

Unexpectedly, the Lord knew about him talking casually behind his back, and asked them to play a PK game.

After a few rounds, they were tortured and killed. The other party was like a dog, leading them around to play, and even posted the screen recording of the game on the school forum...

In this way, the whole school knows how embarrassing they lost.

They were so angry that they directly asked Pei Changfeng to fight. Unexpectedly, the other party looked tall and thin, like a white chicken, but he was more ruthless than anyone else in the fight.

Li Qinian: "What did you say bad things about people to make them hate you so much?"

Little Huangmao: "Boss is wronged, I didn't say anything bad about him, I just said that he looks at people with his nostrils every day, showing off like a peacock with its tail spread, and what I said is not the truth..."

Li Qinian narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly.

If you only said these two sentences, a professional player on the other side would be relieved by killing ordinary people for a few rounds, but the other party insisted on posting the screen recording in public to deliberately humiliate people.

"Boss, I'm not jealous of him..."

Ran Hongtian suddenly rubbed his hair angrily, "I know how much I own, so I won't be sour on others and say bad things about them everywhere..."

There is a kind of person who is born with an aura that is not in harmony with you, and it is always uncomfortable to get along with.

"That kid Pei Changfeng signed a contract with a professional player, gained a few fans on Weibo, and then he started to drift away. Those fans even organized a school grass selection vote for him, trying to push you down everywhere..."

This incident happened last semester, but Li Qinian didn't go back to school at that time and didn't know about it.

"Especially in the forums, when someone mentions you, his fans always come to touch porcelain. Some people say that you are good at the game, and those fans start to force Pei Changfeng to be a professional signing player... Some people say that you are handsome, so you can't do it. Some people say that you are not as good-looking as Pei Changfeng... Anyway, his group of fans can't walk upright at all, so they have to take you with them when they do everything."

Little Blue Hair: "This group of fans are either mentally ill or have shit, Pei Changfeng wants to be a man of the school, isn't he crazy?"

During the few months when Li Qinian was away, quite a few fans in the school overcame the wall and became Pei Changfeng's little fans.

Li Qinian doesn't care about fans like this at all: "The legs are on them, turn over if you want."

Ran Hongtian: "Anyway, I think he imitates you everywhere and wants to compare you to you. His hypocrisy is disgusting."

"Forget it, people don't offend me and I don't offend others. Next time you encounter this kind of thing, remember to find a backer first, understand?"

Li Qinian patted him on the shoulder.

"Isn't it because you're not at school!"

Ran Hongtian felt like crying, seeing Li Qinian was like seeing his long-lost old father.

"Next time we make an appointment, I will definitely bring you!"

Li Qinian: "Okay, go to the infirmary to get the medicine, and go to class early."

"Goodbye, boss!"

The three bowed in unison, those who didn't know thought there was a leader here.

Li Qinian didn't take it seriously, and returned to class three at the last second when she stepped on the class bell.