Chapter 61 What if I Told You that I Was a Wind Word?

Qiao Nian was ridiculed by the crowd and couldn't raise his head, glared at Xu Yingying, turned and walked to his seat.

Jiang Yi pursed her lips and glanced at Qiao Qing, but after all, she was too embarrassed to step forward and walked back.

Hou Zibin came to Luo Chen again, hugging a signed book and not letting go.

"Brother! Dad! Grandpa! Give me a signed copy! I promise to take Sister Qing as the leader in the future!"

"Go away! Young master is so young?" Luo Chen scolded with a smile, then waved his hand, "Take it away, for the sake of your speech for Qingqing just now."

"Thank you Brother Chen! Thank you Sister Qing!"

This man was like a treasure, and ran back to his seat with the book in his arms, for fear that others would rob him.

When the remaining books found their owners, the bell rang for class.

The students in the class were still immersed in the excited atmosphere, when they saw the old class walked in with a gloomy expression.

"Take out the test paper sent back last time, we will talk about the test paper in this class."

The students were stunned for a while, except when the mid-term exam results came out, it was rare to see the old class be so mourned.

Thinking of what happened in the last Chinese class, didn't the teacher grab the book?

A cloud of suspicion arose in the hearts of all the classmates, and they found that when Yang Lianfeng was lecturing on the topic, he was turning around in the aisle over and over again.

More than half of the class, the student who was looking down at the test paper heard Yang Lianfeng's voice suddenly cut off.

Looking up, he saw Yang Lianfeng bent down and took out a book from under Hou Zibin's desk.

With a proud look on his face, "I caught it", "If you read extracurricular books in class, I will confiscate them!"

Hou Zibin: "..."

Luo Chen was drinking water when he sprayed it all the way.

"It seems that this product has really missed the autograph book, and the idea has come home."

After school at noon, there was such a dazzling scene on the street.

A girl with a clean face and a high ponytail walked in front, followed by a large group of students in school uniforms.

Qiao Qing walked home from school all the way. The classmates who wanted the book were afraid that they would not have enough books, so they all followed.

He Wanqing heard the knock on the door and was startled by the scene outside as soon as the door opened.

"Hello Auntie!"

A large group of students greeted He Wanqing with a smile, their voices uniform.

These faces were no strangers to He Wanqing, and she quickly recognized that this was Qiao Qing's classmate.

But at the last parent meeting, these people were clearly still laughing at their mother and daughter.

The eyes looking at her now are more respectful than each other, and even bring some flattery and shame.

He Wanqing was a little confused.

"Baby, what's going on?"

Qiao Qing said lightly, "I want a book."

Then he looked at Luo Chen and Hou Zibin on the side, "You two come up and get it."

"Alright, alright!" Hou Zibin's signed book was confiscated, and his fucking mood continued to this day.

Although the signed version is gone, it is a little psychological comfort to have another non-signed version.

When the three of them went upstairs, Luo Chen finally expressed his doubts.

"Qingqing, why do you have so many books? Do you also know that editor Sun?"

Before Qiao Qing could speak, Hou Zibin said, "There are so many books, I'm afraid that he has friendship with Fengci himself?"

Luo Chen was instantly excited when he heard the words, grabbed Qiao Qing's arm and asked, "Qing Qing, is what he said true? Do you know Feng Ci himself?"

Qiao Qing looked down at his hand, "What if I told you that I was Feng Ci?"

Luo Chen: "..."

Hou Zibin: "..."

Silently let go of Qiao Qing's hand, Luo Chen's voice was a little helpless, "Qingqing, you are joking again."

Qiao Qing: "..."

After the three of them arrived at the study, Luo Chen and Hou Zibin were shocked by the furnishings inside, when they saw Qiao Qing pointing, "The book is in the box."

Luo Chen heard the words and walked over, "Huh?" when he passed the desk.

Pick up the peculiar-looking slender cylindrical object lying on the table.

Asked, "What is this? A pen?"