"Idol, do you know how much your private photos can be sold for outside?"

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Yan looked at him warily, regretting for a moment the ridiculous idea of ​​letting her stay and take care of him.

"Hey~" Lin Xiangxiang turned on his phone and took pictures of Zhou Yan.

"Idol, look at the camera and smile!"

"Hey, turn around a little. If you don't want to turn around? Then I'll come over."

"Oh, please cooperate a little bit. If I sell it, I'll give you half of it! Four or six, are you six?"

Lin Xiangxiang smiled wildly, and even reached out to hold his chin rudely, forcing him to look at the camera.

"Lin Xiangxiang! You're crazy!" Zhou Yan couldn't hold back, but he was afraid that she would take some ugly photos and spread them. After all, this was not allowed by the company.

So no matter how hard Lin Xiangxiang tried, he kept a straight face and struggled to manage his expressions.

"Lin Xiangxiang!"

Lin Xiangxiang turned a blind eye to his stubborn resistance, and even squatted next to his bed and used the front camera to synchronize with him: "Idol, I won't sell the synchronization. Just smile and make your smile look better."

Zhou Yan still had a straight face, staring at her, eyes about to burst into flames.

"If you are satisfied with this picture, I will not take it anymore. If you are not satisfied, I will take another 180 pictures." Seeing that he did not cooperate, Lin Xiangxiang simply threatened him directly.

"You!!!" Zhou Yan realized that she might really mean what she said. When Lin Xiangxiang raised the camera, he calmed down and reluctantly cooperated.

"Eggplant!" Lin Xiangxiang pressed the shutter, then looked at the photo with satisfaction, and raised it in front of Zhou Yan, waiting for praise, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

Zhou Yan was speechless and could only say: "Satisfied."

Did he dare to say he was dissatisfied? She pressed his face again later and took eight hundred photos. It would be bad luck for him to meet Lin Xiangxiang.

When Lin Xiangxiang saw that he was satisfied, he actually opened the photo album and deleted all the photos that he had just taken. Zhou Yan was a little surprised.

"Since the idol is satisfied, I will sell this photo to you. If you don't want 998 or 888, you can take it home at a fixed price of 18.8!"

"Is it okay? Idol? I also think this photo is very beautiful." Lin Xiangxiang chuckled, and Zhou Yan watched as she sent the photo to him on WeChat.

Zhou Yan withdrew his gaze and said nothing, not understanding what her move meant at all.

Lin Xiangxiang smiled, of course she would not do something for no reason. Didn't An Qingyou say that Zhou Yan only regarded her as a black fan? In this case, she naturally wanted to find evidence. If the idol could calmly talk to her,

If she works together, she can get rid of the title of black fan leader.

Lin Xiangxiang doesn't like sitting on a stool, but likes to sit on the footstool next to his bed. He sent the photo he just took to An Qingyou with a text. Do you accept it?

An Qingyou's eyes almost popped out of her head, and she asked her how she did it? How could she actually get Zhou Yan to actively cooperate and take such a harmonious photo?

[An Qingyou: "Sister, I'm convinced, tell me how you did it."]

[Xiangxiang Xiang: "With my sincerity, I made the idol feel my deep love~"]

[An Qingyou: "yue~"]

Lin Xiangxiang was overjoyed, happily playing with his mobile phone, occasionally chatting with Song Zhiyi, and sharing some interesting things with Zhou Yan when he had nothing to do.

Behind the scenes that Lin Xiangxiang couldn't see, the resentment in Zhou Yan's eyes continued.

There were few people he met who were so bold, who dared to take advantage of his warmth openly and even do anything. Lin Xiangxiang was really a different kind.

Although he was sitting next to Zhou Yan, Lin Xiangxiang's topic always revolved around Song Zhiyi.

"Zhiyi, what do you think of this?"

"Zhiyi, do you understand all the questions taught by Xue Shen recently?"

"Oh~ I have a holiday in a week, do you have any activities?"

Lin Xiangxiang kept chattering, but Zhou Yan didn't feel irritated. It wasn't until An Qingyou came to take over in the afternoon that Lin Xiangxiang planned to go back to school.

An Qingyou looked at Zhou Yan with a rosy (angry) face and thought to himself that he was in such a good mood? What a ghost.

After destroying the school, Lin Xiangxiang found that the atmosphere in the dormitory today seemed different from usual. What happened? Yang Qingmei didn't know where she went. Fu Siyu sat on the stool angrily, although she was also angrily usually.

Lin Xiangxiang didn't intend to pay attention to her at first, but her appearance obviously made Fu Siyu feel like she had a punching bag.

“Hang around with some random people all day long, it’s like birds of a feather flock together.”

"Did you eat dynamite?" Lin Xiangxiang glanced at her lightly, and Fu Siyu immediately remembered what happened in the morning, "How do you mean it? If you hadn't woken me up early in the morning, would I have taken it out on Yang Qingmei?"

"Yang Qingmei doesn't know why she's so angry. How dare she talk back to me? She even threw a tantrum with me and ran out angrily!"

"Isn't it okay for me to be nice to her? I provide her with delicious food and drinks. A big meal is what she spends for several years. How dare she yell at me?"

"..." Lin Xiangxiang was speechless. Did Yang Qingmei throw her face away? Yang Qingmei was awesome! Lin Xiangxiang couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Song Zhiyi was still too lazy to pay attention and was busy arranging his desk.

"You deserve it." Lin Xiangxiang sneered coldly. She was a country bumpkin who treated her all day long, so it was strange that she could stand her bad temper.

"What's your attitude?" Fu Siyu complained because she wanted to find someone to accuse Yang Qingmei of being ungrateful, but Lin Xiangxiang didn't follow suit, and her anger grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Lin Xiangxiang!"

"What? Who do you want to go to if you shame me? If you take it out on me, you'll get beaten."

"You..." Fu Siyu really didn't dare to completely anger Lin Xiangxiang, so she sat back at her desk angrily and continued to detail Yang Qingmei's crimes.

"This is a rip-off thing. Didn't I just say that her body is ugly and her dress is even uglier? As for that?"

As for what? Is this human language? Lin Xiangxiang was speechless, and Fu Siyu continued to type.

"I came back from outside and it felt like my own mother had died. I was so annoyed!"

What Fu Siyu didn't know was that Yang Qingmei went to the street stall aunt to return the goods. Not only did she not get the refund, she was also ridiculed by the aunt.

When I came back, I met the bossy Fu Siyu again. When I thought about why there were so many differences between people, I felt unbalanced and burst out all my resentment.

Why is it that Fu Siyu is Bai Fumei and she is a bumpkin? Why can Lin Xiangxiang become Zhou Yan's full-time caregiver, but she has to be thrown out?

She was so angry that she almost tore the pink butt-covering skirt on the spot, but when she thought about the 180 she spent on it, she couldn't bear to do it. She sat outside holding the skirt and cried for a long time, wondering if it was possible to buy it again in the same place.
Chapter completed!