He rolled his eyes, stood up slowly, and said to Yang Qingmei who was still cleaning up: "Qingmei, do you know there is a big star in our dormitory?"

"Ah?" Yang Qingmei, who was originally immersed in thinking about life exchanges, holding the heroine script in hand, and trampling the vicious female supporting character Fu Siyu into the dust, heard her name, and her dream was shattered in an instant.

"Ah? Who is it?" she asked stupidly, and then she understood when she saw Fu Siyu's eyes falling on Lin Xiangxiang.

"Didn't she get kicked out of the crew?" Yang Qingmei asked.

Fu Siyu smiled, walked to Lin Xiangxiang's bed, and looked up, she was still chatting on WeChat.

"Hey Lin Xiangxiang, have you read the hot searches on Weibo?"

"No traffic, no viewing." Lin Xiangxiang didn't even turn her head. Fu Siyu didn't mind her attitude and continued to smile, "I'll open a hotspot for you, you go and take a look."

"Is this such a good thing?" A glint flashed in Lin Xiangxiang's eyes.

Fu Siyu generously turned on the hotspot, helped Lin Xiangxiang connect it, and handed her the phone to her with a smile.

"Take your time and watch~" Fu Siyu said with a kind face, she happily sat back at Yang Qingmei's table, and continued to log on to Weibo, waiting to kiss Lin Xiangxiang.

Yang Qingmei, who was filling the bathroom with water, heard that she had turned on the hotspot and quickly took out her mobile phone to connect to it. Fu Siyu had connected it to her before, so she knew the password.

After connecting, load major video apps and cache all the dramas you are following.

After doing all this, he put his phone back in his pocket and continued wiping the table, obviously in a good mood.

Lin Xiangxiang did not click on Weibo, but opened the editing app and added all special effects, green screens, and major BGMs that are useful for self-media to the download list.

Fu Siyu, who was immersed in Weibo and discussing Lin Xiangxiang with netizens, turned her back to Lin Xiangxiang, for fear that she would see her smile that was about to lose control.

She secretly turned around and took a look, seeing Lin Xiangxiang's serious look on her face, so she thought she was planning a counterattack, so she turned her gaze back to her phone, waiting for Lin Xiangxiang to show up.

For a long time, there was still no movement. I couldn't help but feel puzzled.

She looked back at Lin Xiangxiang, then looked back at her phone, wondering, could it be that Weibo is down? Could it be that her internet connection is not good, so she can't access it?

Pulling down the mobile phone navigation, Fu Siyu was stunned by the rapid consumption of data.

"Fuck!" She suddenly slapped the table and stood up.

Yang Qingmei quickly took out her mobile phone and disconnected her hotspot.

Lin Xiangxiang downloaded the materials and smiled sweetly at Fu Siyu: "Thank you, Siyu."

Fu Siyu looked at the text message notification and saw that she had used more than 200 gigabytes of data and was in arrears of more than 600.

She is not short of this little money, but she is simply treated as a fool and a big scapegoat? Who the fuck is using Weibo to post more than 200 g?

"Lin Xiangxiang! What have you done?" Fu Siyu had blue veins popping up on her forehead, and her face turned pale with anger.

"Check Weibo." Lin Xiangxiang turned his phone over to prove that he had done nothing. "You set up the hotspot yourself and asked me to check Weibo. Why can't you let me go?"

"You scrolled through Weibo and logged over 200 g in five minutes. Are you lying?"

More than two hundred grams? It's unfair, she only used fifty grams. She knew how big her material memory was. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Yang Qingmei, who was trying to reduce her presence as much as possible, and she seemed to know what was going on.

"I didn't. You can see the device information in the background. Did someone steal the network?" Lin Xiangxiang lay back and continued to browse Weibo without having anything to do with her, to see how many people were scolding her.

Fu Siyu was furious, and her face instantly turned ugly when she didn't admit it.

Seeing this, Yang Qingmei quickly helped Fu Siyu and scolded her: "Just use it and apologize. Siyu won't blame you. We are all roommates."

"Yes, just use it and apologize. How big of a deal is it?" Lin Xiangxiang said lightly.

Yang Qingmei glanced at Fu Siyu cautiously, and then spoke, deliberately calming down the matter: "Forget it Siyu, don't open it for her next time. We will ignore her with this kind of repayment of kindness."

Fu Siyu sat back angrily and said harshly: "Lin Xiangxiang, I will remember you!"

Yang Qingmei breathed a sigh of relief. Of course she was afraid that she would check the backend equipment. All the dramas she was following were downloaded, which cost her 150g. She felt guilty.

The bombardment on Weibo became more and more intense, and Lin Xiangxiang chose to turn a blind eye.

Fu Siyu deliberately dragged her into the battle. She had just signed the contract, so it was better not to attract too much attention from the anti-fans.

These people are just talkative people who feel that there is no need to take responsibility for typing on the keyboard casually. Once she attacks back, it will only get worse. If she chooses to avoid fighting, Fu Siyu will soon jump.

As expected, Fu Siyu lost her patience and couldn't help but ask: "Lin Xiangxiang, didn't you read the hot searches?"

"Looked at it."

"Don't you want to express some opinions?"

"In no mood."

"Aren't you... angry?"

"Why are you angry? A self-righteous clown is just setting the pace."

"..." Fu Siyu really felt that she was a clown at this moment, her breath was stuck in her chest, and she couldn't get up or get down.

She must let this anger out today, otherwise she will feel uncomfortable all night.

"Lin Xiangxiang!"

"Turn out the lights, good night!" Lin Xiangxiang wrapped herself in a quilt and fell asleep in a good mood.

Fu Siyu's face turned red all of a sudden, her whole body was shaking with anger, and she suddenly said anxiously: "You are a self-righteous thing."

Lin Xiangxiang refused to fight, so she thought she was cowarded. Thinking of this, she felt much better.

After creating another wave of rumors on Weibo, I went to wash up and get ready to go to bed while humming a little tune.

This is a dormitory for four people. In addition to Fu Siyu and Yang Qingmei, there is also Song Zhiyi, who lives on campus but takes the bus home every day.

She is withdrawn and does not like to talk, and her academic performance is not good, so she has no friends in school and has always been a loner.

I met her once by chance, when she was fighting with a gangster on the street. Her body skills were clean and neat. She was either a natural talent or had practiced hard for many years.

This time, Song Zhiyi did not go home for the first time. If she hadn't opened the door with a key and walked in lightly, Lin Xiangxiang would have thought that he had been robbed.

With the little sound she made, Fu Siyu turned over suddenly as if she had been disturbed from her dream, and growled impatiently: "It's so noisy!"

Song Zhiyi didn't say anything, put the things on the table, took out a notebook from the bag and hid it under the quilt.

With the help of the weak typhoon, Lin Xiangxiang saw a different look on his always calm face for the first time.

There was a slight arc at the corner of her lips, very shallow, and a hint of softness appeared on her usually plain face.

The girl Huaichun, Lin Xiangxiang quickly came to the conclusion, turned over, feeling sleepy.

It was another early morning when she woke up to the sound of ping-pong bells. Lin Xiangxiang rubbed the center of her brows and turned over lazily without opening her eyes.
Chapter completed!