MTL - Quick Transmigration: Fate Trading System-Chapter 318 Dribble 22

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Fourteenth Lord, composite photo.

【completely fine. 】

Susin was ready to see their expressions surprised.

This hand is very useful for planting the frame, but it is actually what happened.

It should be necessary for Feng Linhan to find someone who can provide him with a certificate of absence. He has taken the picture online and asked some of the more famous Internet gods to check whether the picture has been ps, but he is still uneasy.

After having dinner with colleagues in the school cafeteria, he strolled to the school entrance and chatted with the uncle.

Those colleagues are going home, and some stay at school, but they are not familiar with him.

The night came again, and nothing happened today.

Feng Linhan breathed a sigh of relief, called He Qin, and asked what happened to He Qin's wound.

Fourteen has monitored the actions of both of them, so of course Su Xin knew what Feng Linhan did today, and would not choose to release the synthesized photo today.

Bai Jianglan is cooking in the kitchen and receives a call.

It's her sister, Bai Jiangxi.

Bai Jiangxi is now sitting in a car returning from a foreign place. She had decided to go to Bai Jianglan for a raid that day, but did not expect anything else and tripped her, so she never went to the company to find her.

Bai Jiangxi managed to get things done, and he was still thinking about it.

"My sister-it's been a long time."

Bai Jianglan turned off the fire and packed the dishes before he started talking.

"Say something, don't be so sick."

"You say your lovely sister like this! I just want to ask you what comes back, our family has a meal, after all, it's almost Mid-Autumn Festival."

"You look at the calendar."

It's still early before Mid-Autumn Festival.

"When are you free, come back for a meal."

"The day after tomorrow will be fine."

The day after tomorrow was Saturday, Bai Jianglan thought about his schedule and thought it should be possible.

"Then I will tell everyone to eat together, you can take the time once."

Bai Jiangxi was helpless, and sometimes she wondered whether she and Bai Jianglan were born from a mother.

Bai Jiangxi likes freedom. He is a well-known painter and photographer. He likes to travel. He always finds inspiration in it. He doesn't like one-sided work, and thinks emotionally.

Bai Jianglan seems to be the extreme of her personality. She has no artistic talents and thinking. Since she was a child, she likes math problems rather than singing and drawing.

The elder brother Bai Jianghe is relatively normal. He has romantic feelings and emotional intelligence online. He has a high IQ, is hard-working, and is very good at living.

"it is good."

Bai Jianglan nodded.

She didn't like grouping very much, and that was how she was from childhood.

Her tears are higher than those of some people. I do n’t know why something she thinks is very common and can make others cry.

Until that person came to her.

In fact, it was strange that when she cooperated before, Bai Jianglan knew that she didn't feel anything, she was an ordinary person, but when she received the call and saw that person, something started to get out of control.

Bai Jianglan hung up and asked Su Xin to come to dinner.

Su Xin put down her phone, washed her hands and walked over.

"Going home on Saturday?"

"Uh-huh, do you want to go back with me?"

"Ok?"

See your parents so soon?

"They should be happy to see that I have such a friend."

If you know that you will be the object of the future, you may not be happy, Su Xin's belly is vilified.

"convenient?"

"Well," Bai Jianglan nodded, and paused for a while before continuing to say, "I never took my friend home."

So you are the first and you are the most special.

"Then what gift should I take?"

"I'll buy it with you then."

"Okay."

Wen Linlang also received a notice from Bai Jiangxi saying that she would eat, and immediately contacted Bai Jianglan.

"Cousin, cousin, do you take your older sister back?"

"Ok."

"Wow, cool, rest assured, I will help."

"it is good."

Tonight everyone is relaxed, including Feng Linhan and He Qin who thought they were safe.

Feng Linhan got a reply from the Great God at night.

The Great God said that this photo has no trace of ps.

how can that be!

Feng Linhan asked a question, the great God's attitude is quite good, saying that he did not identify any problems, if you do not believe you can find someone else.

Feng Linhan had to find someone else, and after waiting for an hour, the response from the great **** was the same.

How could this be……

Feng Linhan quickly called He Qin and told He Qin about it.

He Qin just finished taking her medicine. She didn't dare to go out in the past two days, but she could not bear the pain and took the medicine. Her face was blue and purple, and she had a lot of medicine. It was ugly like evil ghost.

After hearing Feng Linhan's words, she felt her face hurt even more.

"How could this be, is it really I remembered it wrong? But I bought this dress this year, and we absolutely did not have this place this year, and if that person had already taken pictures, how could it be released now?"

He Qin's voice was a bit vague, because his face was swollen.

"Yes, what's going on ..."

Feng Linhan was a little bit sad and anxious. Who was it?

In the early morning of the next day, Fourteen sent another picture anonymously to the monitor, as Su Xin said before going to bed last night.

The background of this picture is at night, and it may be luminous, so the photo is still clear. The woman's face is half exposed, but all are scars, nestled in Feng Linhan's arms, looking extremely miserable.

The squad leader got up drowsy in the morning, and the whole person was very unconscious. He habitually looked at the mobile phone first and then got up, then he widened his eyes and was completely energetic.

Which big guy is this? It ’s so terrible, it ’s so hot in the morning.

The squad leader hurriedly forwarded and went to school happily.

Feng Linhan received the photo, and he took a look at the phone.

He looked around nervously, trying to throw the phone out, but he held back again.

He Qin has changed a new cell phone and asked the clerk at the flower shop to buy it at her cell phone and send it to her home.

In her sleep, she was awakened by the ringtone, and connected the phone anxiously. When she heard Feng Linhan's words, she fell like an ice cellar.

When receiving the photo, He Qin rushed to the bathroom in horror and looked at the wound on his face.

She applied the potion, which was not on that photo, but that look was like she didn't apply the potion yesterday, and the wound looks exactly the same.

How could this be?

how can that be possible!

They didn't meet at all yesterday.

He Qin quietly opened the curtain of the window of his room, and looked suspiciously outside.

What the **** is going on at them.

"Lin Han, what should I do ... I'm scared ... The wound on this photo is exactly the same as my face ... What to do ... Is someone following us, but I didn't go out yesterday, how did he treat him? I took it? "

There is also the superb technology for synthesizing photos. The great gods on the Internet cannot identify them, but the photo is clearly fake.

Feng Linhan feels that he is now like a bomb that may explode at any time under high pressure, and this bomb has no way to cause harm to others, it will only smash his own powder.

"I don't know what to do now, let me think about it."

Feng Linhan hung up the phone, and now he suddenly didn't want to hear He Qin's voice, let alone to see He Qin's people.

Be sure to stabilize the situation first, not let it collapse.

This photo brought the incident to a climax. Everyone was guessing that the injury on Xiao Xiao ’s face was likely to be hit by Feng Linhan, but this kind of speech has no support. If it was hit, it would not be like this So everyone is inclined to say that someone is not pleasing to the eye, so he was beaten.

In short, it is pleasant.

Feng Linhan stood in the office as much as possible, instead of going around the class, and didn't want to observe anything, and was upset.

He was spotted, followed by a very powerful person who was unknown in secret.

He didn't even know the reason, but he thought it should not be his student.

If there are such powerful people in this group of students, why are they still studying?

And there was absolutely no need to deal with him, and Feng Linhan had never severely punished any student.

What does that person want to do, want her to lose this job and make him lose his reputation?

Can't figure it out, fear, fear. When Feng Linhan came to school today, he always felt that someone was following him.

But when he looked back again and again, there was nothing.

Seeing their fears and struggles, Su Xin found it extremely interesting.

Some things always have to be pushed to the extreme to erupt their original appearance. Human beings sometimes do not even know how selfish and ugly they are.

The Fourteenth Lord is almost unsolvable. With the current technology, no one can find that picture is synthesized.

Su Xin has taken care of what she needs to deal with today. She is sitting on the sofa and playing games, and she is in a good mood.

"This is from someone today. Do you eat it?"

This is a delicate pastry, a small gift from a partner. It looks very delicious. Bai Jianglan feels average about this sweet thing, but thinks Su Xin should like to eat it.

"Eat, you feed me."

Su Xin was busy playing games, his eyes were on his mobile phone screen.

Bai Jianglan's heart shuddered! Feed play!

Ah ah ah ah ah how can be so cute!

Bai Jiangxi made a snoring gesture to Miss Secretary, and when he was sure that there were no important guests or subordinates, he opened the door.

"Surprise!"

The air was suddenly quiet.

Bai Jiangxi saw a ghost in his face. Bai Jianglan was feeding others food?

? ? ? !! !! !!

Bai Jiangxi suddenly thought of the development of Bai Jiang Lanfa.

petitejoie.

This is French. Bai Jiangxi checked it, which means small joy.

In other words, small joy.