The Iceberg of the Net King, let's fall in love

I successfully got Gan’s phone number from Tezuka, and the only thing that comforts Yuya is that her Bingshan (People: When did it become your home? Ya: Soon! Hehe!) won’t be able to connect the phone numbers of her own members. No numbers!

After the class bell rang, Yuya found angrily that the little old man who taught them Japanese history appeared at the door of the classroom.

Yuya's hatred, new and old grudges made Yuya hate history class even more.Originally planned not to interfere with the old man, he taught his class, she sent her text messages, but the little old man seemed to have a grudge against her, and locked his eyes on her from time to time, scaring Yuya Watching the next class with those unclear eyes, I didn't dare to make any small moves.

Holding the mobile phone tightly in the left hand, holding the ballpoint pen firmly in the right hand, scribbling down the place where the little old man in history asked the sign to be recorded, it was rare for Youya to be so concentrated in class.

Huh, she was afraid that the little old man would ask her questions!It's okay if the question is difficult, and it's not too embarrassing if you can't answer it!If the question is very simple, wouldn't she be ashamed if she couldn't answer it?Although, she couldn't tell which problems were difficult and which were easy, because for her, all the problems were equally difficult and difficult!

"Okay, that's all for today! get out of class is over!" Youya suddenly felt that the little old man was so cute at the moment, and she slumped on the desk from exhaustion as if she had been pardoned.

Turning on the phone and relying on the last of his energy, he sent a message to Gan: <Brother Gan, I am Yuya!Can you send me the phone number of Liu Lian Erjun? >Yuya began to regret that she was careless a few days ago and didn't take the initiative to ask Yukimura Meiren for contact information, otherwise she would have asked all about that little kelp in one phone call, and it was still so troublesome and took so many turns .

I received a dry reply soon, but the content made Yuya, who was finally a little energetic, completely withered.But seeing such eye-catching words written on the flashing screen <We haven't been in touch for a long time!But if you really want to know, you can ask Tezuka for Sanada's number, and Sanada should have Renji's contact information! >

Boss, are you kidding me?Yuya almost couldn't hold back and wanted to curse!Replied angrily: <Tezuka doesn’t have Sanada’s contact information! >

This time I replied faster: <How is it possible? >

Yuya got angry and replied: <How do I know?Is Stinky Bingshan's way of making friends understandable to ordinary people like us? >

<That's right!It is indeed beyond our comprehension!That, wait a minute, I'll ask someone else! >

other people?ah!By the way, forbearance?Hee hee, why did you forget him?Haha... how smart I am!

Youya laughed for a while, and replied: "No need, brother!"Thanks!I invite you to dinner when you are free! >