Miss, Something’s Wrong With You

Since Divine Capital Cheng Clan became the ability Aristocratic Family, its overall strength has been declining over time and has never rebounded.

There was a very sad comment in the clan, called "There is no Third Grade after the Zhijie, and there is no Fourth Grade after the teacher training."

It means that since Cheng Zhijie, Cheng Family has never produced a Third Grade; since the start of the training, Cheng Family has never produced a Fourth Grade.

So the evaluation of "old Fifth Grade Aristocratic Family" is bitter, so I don't need to explain more here.

In the ten minutes after Wang Wanrou responded, the number of replies quickly broke through the 1,000 mark, and soon he was topped to fourteen thousand. When Cheng Jinyang noticed something was wrong and quickly grabbed his phone, the number of responses had reached an exaggerated nineteen thousand.

Obviously, it was forwarded to channels other than the forum, which led to a large number of clansman who did not play forums also logged in, and denounced an ungrateful Lower Family child for "remembering their ancestors".

Cheng Jinyang wants to cry without tears, so he can only quickly post a post claiming that he is not himself. As a result, after editing a little "send", a prompt pops up:

Your account has been blocked.

Cheng Jinyang:………………

"Wang Wanrou!" his gnashing teeth roared.

"Sorry." Wang Wanrou lightly said, "They are so stupid, I can't help it."

"Then don't use my account to post!" Cheng Jinyang I feel that oneself is about to split.

"You can explain to them, but I was actually replying just now." Wang Wanrou said.

"My account has been blocked." Cheng Jinyang wanted to cry without tears.

Of course, even if he is not blocked, he is impossible to reveal Wang Wanrou's name, otherwise it will cause a bigger problem-Young Lady Wang has such a good relationship with you? Use your private account to visit the forum? Such rumors spread again, and it was not only Cheng Family who came to trouble him.

Now it’s useless to blame Young Lady Wang. Cheng Jinyang is anxious about how to deal with the follow-up. The call from Cheng Yizhou came in over there:

"You What's going on in the family forum? I heard that you fired the map gun and smashed the whole family? The administrators found me here!" Cheng Jinyang quickly explained that the person who posted the message was not himself. .

"It's not you, who is that?" Cheng Yizhou asked immediately.

Ah, this... Cheng Jinyang got stuck for a while.

He wanted to say that it was sent by Wang Wanrou, but then he would have to explain why Young Lady Wang has his account. You must know that it is already 9 o'clock in the evening! Are you two still chatting with each other at 9 o'clock in the evening?

"Okay, okay." Cheng Yizhou sighed over there, "Let’s say that your account was stolen, so let everyone stop discussing it."

I heard him With that said, Cheng Jinyang is also relieved.

Sure enough, it was the same as what A'Zhi said, because oneself made a big splash in the grade deciding test in the afternoon and gave Divine Capital Cheng Clan a big face in front of the upper class of Jiankang, so it has gained the core of the family. Treatment of members. Even if there are some moths out, the high-level family will save him.

Of course, this matter has been properly resolved, which does not mean that Young Lady Wang, the initiator, can be let go.

So Cheng Jinyang made an angry expression, and was about to turn his head to "annoy Five Clans Daughter", he heard Wang Wanrou say:

"How to avoid being Divine tomorrow Capital Cheng Clan’s stamp and how to eliminate the family’s alertness to you in the future could not be simpler."

"en?" Cheng Jinyang was immediately distracted, "You have already figured out Is there a simple and feasible solution?"

"Of course." Wang Wanrou sneered, "Because your family is full of idiots, and there are no people with at least a bit of intelligence, so there is nothing to change public opinion. Difficulty."

"You just took his mobile phone and posted in his family forum to investigate the internal situation of Divine Capital Cheng Clan?" Xing Yuanzhi, who had been playing with his mobile phone next to him, suddenly asked.

"Hey, did you just find out?" Wang Wanrou raised his eyebrows.

"After all, if you despise them just for the sake of superiority, I don't think you would do such a boring thing." Xing Yuanzhi said.

"Of course." Wang Wanrou as it should be by rights said, "Kunpeng soaring above the nine heavens, would he care about the view of the chaffinch in the dust?"

Cheng Jinyang:? ? ?

"Wait, I don't understand." He raised his hand to say that he had something to say, "What is internal investigation? You just checked the forum and fired a few map cannons. Why suddenly Has it become a detection situation?"

"You don't understand after I said it." Wang Wanrou flattened the pillow behind his back and drilled into the quilt, "Sleep."

"Yeah, I fell asleep." Xing Yuanzhi also put down the phone and plugged in the charging cable.

"Hey, you guys should also explain somehow!" Cheng Jinyang said before Xing Yuanzhi turned off the light.

I always feel that these two girls seem to have formed a tacit understanding towards me.

No, I have to think of a way.

………………

Tai City, Supreme Ultimate Temple.

The former Cheng Big Sister Xinnan, now Princess Nankang, is walking briskly in the empty palace.

Not far from the left and right sides, there are a few silhouettes in robes standing faintly. They are members of the Imperial Clan of the Sima Family, who are responsible for regulating and monitoring Your Majesty's physical state 24 hours a day.

Princess Nankang turned a blind eye to these researchers and walked straight to the depths of the palace.

She quickly came to the front of the Imperial Order. On both sides were Synth warriors standing with guns. The whole body was composed of complex structured alloy armor. Red light sensors flashed in the eye sockets to lock her in, warning She didn't allow any further steps.

In the depths of the imperial steps, the emperor sits alone in the shaded throne. Due to the distance and the light source at the gate of the palace, Princess Nankang can only vaguely see the silhouette of the silhouette sitting deep, like a puppet made of clay.

"Royal Father," she whispered.

"Nankang." The voice of father resounded from the depths of the Imperial Order, like an electronically synthesized sound without any emotion, "You didn't act according to plan, why?"

"Because Cheng Jinyang." Princess Nankang whispered, "He suffers from severe depression and needs to use Brain Territorial Development to shield his heart disease, so I will help him return to Divine Capital Cheng Clan."

"Divine Capital Cheng Clan ......" The voice in the depths seemed a little melancholy, "After all, I still won't join us."

"But after all, he is the son of Cheng Qinghe and Xie Guyan." Princess Nankang emphasized , "We are already sorry for Xie Guyan, now we can no longer treat ungenerously her son! Royal Father, she is after all..."

"I know." The man in the depths of the Imperial Order The voice was gentle and authentic, but the meaning of the words preventing her from continuing was beyond doubt.

Princess Nankang closed her mouth a little bit resentfully, and could only hang her head indifferently, her eyelids closed tightly.

"Okay, you can withdraw." About ten seconds later, the emperor's voice sounded again-this time it was completely cold and polite.

"Royal Father?" Princess Nankang immediately became puzzled.

Oneself made an unauthorized claim and showed up in Cheng Clan Clan Ground ahead of time, which caused the assignment of Embroidered-Uniform Guard to fall short, and even disrupted Royal Father’s original plan. He did not issue punishment to oneself. Sex assignment?

"You have something else?" The emperor's voice was faint, as if whispering in his ear.

"Is there no new assignment for me?" Princess Nankang's voice trembled and said anxiously, "If you want to anger, you can only anger your daughter! Jinyang doesn't know anything... "

"Why anger?" In the shadows deep in the palace, the emperor's voice was low and weird, as if he was asking her, or saying to himself, "My plan..."

"...it has never changed."