Cannon Fodder Counterattack of Quick Pass Game

Chapter 182 The False White Lotus Always Has a Villainous Sister 20
The seventh hot search: The most handsome school grass contest in various colleges and universities.

Xiang Wan opened the number one blog post in the seventh hot search.

The blog post was accompanied by a Jiugongge diagram, and she clicked on it one by one, from the first to the eighth, she read quickly, the mouse followed her speed, and clicked on each one.

She was about to turn over the eighth photo, and when she clicked into the ninth photo, the corner of her eye glanced at the corner of the photo, and suddenly, her eyes froze.

Her mouse hovered over the corner of the eighth photo, and she slowly zoomed in on the photo. When she saw the familiar mark of a knife, she froze for a moment.

The position of the knife imprint is just behind the ear.

Obviously, this was taken by mistake. The owner of the eighth photo is not the mark of a knife, but a sunny boy.

When Xiangwan returned to the original blog later and wanted to see which university the eighth photo belonged to, the computer interface jumped for a few seconds. After a few seconds, he did not return to the original blog, and the computer interface displayed a webpage error 404.

Xiang Wan asked with a question mark: What's the matter?
Wasn't it fine just now, why did it suddenly get 404?
She refreshed it several times, but the web page still displayed 404, so she simply stopped swiping, returned to the original hot search list, and swiped the mouse to move down from the first hot search.

She remembered clearly that what she clicked on was the seventh hot search.

She counted from the first trending search to the seventh trending search, and the original "the most handsome school grass contest in major colleges and universities" disappeared, replaced by the airborne trending "a certain celebrity, acting skills".

Xiang Wan dropped the mouse and clicked on the computer screen one by one with his fingers.

"one two Three……"

When she counted to "seven", the seventh hot search was still: a certain star, acting.

She couldn't help frowning, could it be that she was hallucinating?

Is she hallucinating because she keeps thinking of the little boy who saved her ten years ago?

Xiang Wan pursed her lips, and suddenly grabbed the mouse again.

Her eyes were very clear, without the trance that had flashed past before.

She turned off the hot search list and clicked directly to the search interface.

She typed it word by word: The most handsome school grass contest in all major colleges and universities.

When you're done typing, press enter.

After a few seconds of jumping time passed, what she wanted to see did not appear on the computer interface, but a prompt: no search results.

No search results?
She searched a few more times, and the results of the first search were the same, but there were no search results.

Xiang Wan stopped searching persistently, and she smelled something unusual.

She was sure that she really saw the hot search, and she really saw the knife mark on the photo that was mistakenly taken.

Although she didn't know why the hot search was suddenly withdrawn, and she couldn't find any results no matter how hard she searched, she still believed in her eyes.

It's not an illusion at all, it actually happened.

The corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she saw the mark of a knife on the photo, which meant that the little boy who saved her ten years ago was not dead, he was still alive.

Even if there are no clues to find him, Xiang Wan believes that as long as he is in the same country as her, she will find him sooner or later!

The smile on his lips deepened, and a pair of phoenix eyes scanned the time under the computer, where it showed 22:30.

Xiang Wan suddenly came back to her senses, she almost forgot the business.

She clicked on the bookmark that had been saved, and entered the web page of the volunteer system. Seeing that the volunteers on it were the same as before, she was relieved.

It is only one hour and three ten minutes before the closing of the volunteer system.

(End of this chapter)