President! School belle! Please respect yourselves! !

At noon, Chang Han chatted with the old man for a while before taking the car back with the driver Lan Xin found.

Chang Han slowly returned to school after remembering the news in the class group a few days ago.

"Hey, what have you been busy with these two days?"

Zhai Qiulin and the other three who had just arrived in class and were sitting in their seats came forward and asked.

"Yeah, Brother Han, what have you been busy with these two days? We took turns sending you messages and didn't reply to any of them." Zhao Hai also said.

"News? What news?"

Chang Han's answer made Zhao Hai immediately unhappy.

"Hey! Brother Han, you are so funny. You guys all care about you and have planned for you to come out for a drink. How come you don't even know what messages your brothers send?"

"That's right, Chang Han. If you don't know the news, why don't you explain it to a few people? We are still planning to find you, but you haven't told me where the brothers live." Zhai Qiulin rarely spoke for Zhao Hai. .

"Look at Zhao Panghai who hasn't answered calls or replied to messages in the past two days, he's just like a man who has lost his heart and lost his soul."

Chang Han was surprised at first that Zhai Qiulin was so easy to talk to.

Well, good friends are meant for damage after all.

"Hey! I said you couldn't hold it in, so you wanted to hurt me." Zhao Hai angrily jumped up from his seat and grabbed Zhai Qiulin's clothes.

"No, Wang Yiming, you boy, you are preaching to Brother Han. Stop looking at the joke."

Wang Yiming, who was called, immediately put away his clenched white teeth.

Speaking of the phone, Chang Han then remembered why it was so quiet these past two days. He thought no one had messaged him because the phone was turned off.

The reason why Chang Han's cell phone was turned off was because there were too many harassing calls on his cell phone, because he was going to meet the old man with Lan Xin on the weekend. The phone kept ringing, so Chang Han simply chose to turn off the phone.

Chang Han took out his mobile phone and slowly turned it on. Countless messages and calls popped up on the simple system interface.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

The prompts of pop-up messages from the mobile phone system kept ringing. Suddenly he became the attention of the whole class.

Even Zhao Hai and Zhai Qiulin, who had been fighting, stopped what they were doing and came closer when they heard the ringing sound like an alarm clock.

Chang Han ignored the calls from unfamiliar numbers and directly entered the WeChat chat interface.

Because there are only five people on Chang Han's phone number and they all have notes.

As soon as Chang Han clicked on WeChat, he was bombarded with 99+ red messages.

"You're going to die, there are so many messages. I turned off my phone, I didn't burp my butt."

Chang Han looked at the messages sent by the three of them and couldn't help but say "f*ck".

"hey-hey."

"Brothers, don't you want to ask you to go out to play?"

Zhai Qiulin, Zhao Hai and Wang Yiming smiled sheepishly.

Immediately afterwards, a series of group chat messages popped up below.

"Haunted Mansion Adventure Team"

"Amusement Park Outing Team"

"Karaoke Brigade"

"..."

Chang Han took a breath of air.

"What kind of chaotic group are these?!"

Chang Han was dumbfounded by these things, if people who didn't know knew that they went to college. Outsiders seemed to think they were primary school students going on an outing.

"Are you primary school students? Why do you have so many group chats? Can't you talk in a group?" Chang Han didn't understand their confusing behavior.

"Li Jingyuan, Brother Han said you are a primary school student. You shouldn't have so many group chats!"

Zhai Qiulin and Zhao Hai shouted in unison with a wicked smile at the girl sitting in front.

"Holy crap, you can still play like this?!..."

. . .

Chang Han slid the screen up and down, quickly browsing the rest of the WeChat messages.

"Hey, brother Han, why don't you reply to anyone's messages?" Zhao Hai grabbed Chang Han's arm that was about to slide down.

"Yeah, check to see if others have sent you any messages."

The three of them are already used to Chang Han being unable to read messages.

Chang Han's hand left the screen, and Bai Wan's message happened to be on the WeChat interface.

The three of them also turned their heads in a decent manner and pretended to look at their mobile phones.

Chang Han clicked on Bai Wan's messages, three simple messages.

Friday night, "You remember the doctor said that the dressing should be changed every day on weekends."

On Saturday, "Do you have time now? There is something I don't quite understand." and an emoticon.

After that, Bai Wan seemed to be worried that she would disturb him, so she stopped sending messages.

"[Sorry] gif."

"I didn't notice that my phone was off."

Chang Han had just finished replying when Bai Wan's cell phone buzzed and vibrated in her pocket, sitting with the girls in the back row of the lecture hall.

Bai Wan took advantage of the people next to her talking and joking, took out her mobile phone and put it under the table to watch secretly.

The moment she saw the text message was from Chang Han, Bai Wan's heartbeat skipped half a beat.

Great, it turns out you don’t hate me....

Bai Wan, who had calmed down, then replied.

"It's ok."

There was a "buzz" sound.

Chang Han: "Then the question you want to ask is solved?"

Bai Wan: "Well~ o(*￣▽￣*)o, it's been solved, don't worry."

Chang Han: "Okay."

Bai Wan: "Um, how is your wrist injury?"

After Bai Wan asked this question, she clutched her phone tightly in her hand.

Does he think I am too familiar? I asked this question even though the relationship between the two of us is not that good yet.

"Which one of you three knows how to use mobile phones?" Chang Han asked the three of them.

Just five minutes after Chang Han responded to the message, two more harassing phone calls came in.

As soon as Chang Han finished speaking, another call marked as a stranger came in.

Chang Han chose to answer this time. He wanted to see who could be so persistent in making such harassing calls.

"Hey?"

"Hello, sir, we are the staff of xx Bank here. We have a record of high consumption overseas through your bank card number ending in 001623, so I want to confirm with you today whether it was you who did it yourself."

The person on the other end of the phone who claimed to be a bank employee made this deceptive statement very clear.

"I..."

Chang Han originally planned to hang up the phone directly, because he had heard thousands of versions of this cliché in the past few days.

But Zhai Qiulin suddenly took the phone from his hand and said directly, "Yes, this is what I spent. I was in a bad mood yesterday and spent hundreds of millions to buy a building. Are there any other questions?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Zhao Hai was made to laugh by Zhai Qiulin's wave of pretense.

"Lao Zhai, you bought a house overseas, you are so awesome!!!"

Even the other students in the class turned to look at him and snickered when Zhai Qiulin said this.

"Yes, yes, I bought them all. I have plenty of money, so I just buy these things out of boredom."

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha." Zhao Hai couldn't stop laughing.

"Any more questions? Hey, hey, why are you swearing?"

"He died..."

Zhai Qiulin continued to laugh after hanging up the phone, and Zhao Hai even laughed so hard that he couldn't stand upright.

"Old Zhai, you really made me laugh to death. Fortunately, you are bragging for free. Otherwise, you would have suffered a huge loss today."

Even Chang Han couldn't help laughing when he heard the end.

"Hahaha."

The last few people were so amused by Zhai Qiulin that they couldn't stand up straight.

"Why do you live so much?"

Zhai Qiulin returned the phone to Chang Han.

"Chang Han, what's going on with your cell phone? Why did you get another unknown call just after you hung up?"

Looking at another call popping up on the screen, Zhai Qiulin frowned and pressed down to refuse to answer.

"I'm not sure. Anyway, it became like this not long ago."

"Brother Han, it can't be that you saw something you shouldn't have seen, that's why..." Zhao Hai narrowed his eyes and said with a bad smile.

"Fuck you uncle."

"Tut tsk tsk..."

"Zhao Hai is waiting to die!"

"No, no, it's wrong, wrong!"