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She handed her phone to song Shijun. &Quot; come and take a look. Is this photo photoshopped? â
Everyone in the class was also paying attention to this matter. Even the teacher was listening attentively.
Song Shijun took the phone and stared at it for a while before nodding. &Quot; it looks like itâs photoshopped, but itâs on the original photo. &Quot;
âWhat do you mean?â Han qiqing didnât understand.
Song Shijun raised his head, looked at her, and said, â I mean, there is indeed this photo, but only a small part of it has been photoshopped. &Quot;
Han qiqingâs face darkened. &Quot; so, Yin Shaojie really hugged Jiang ranxi? â
âYouâll have to ask him to know.â
As song Shijun spoke, he returned her phone to her, took out his own, and called Yin Shaojie.
The call connected.
Song Shijun didnât beat around the bush and asked about it directly.
âA photo? A picture of us hugging?â Yin Shaojieâs voice was low, and he sounded a little displeased.
Song Shijun understood immediately. &Quot; yeah, itâs photoshopped. &Quot;
Yin Shaojie said, â she must have been hit when she bumped into me, but I didnât hug her. &Quot;
âSo, I photoshopped your hands to look like youâre holding her.â Song Shijun analyzed.
Yin Shaojie asked, â itâs a post on the school forum? â
&Quot; yes, this post is very popular. Itâs only been ten minutes and there are already thousands of replies. Theyâre all saying that you broke up with Xiaoxiao and got back together with Jiang ranxi. &Quot; Song Shijun said, amused.
Yin Shaojie snorted coldly. &Quot; it seems like they still have too little homework. &Quot;
âWhat?â Song Shijun could hear a hint of danger in his tone.
Yin Shaojie said, â come over to the Student Union Building. You can hide. &Quot;
Dodge?
What did that mean?
Song Shijun was puzzled, but no one could answer him. Yin Shaojie hung up after he finished speaking.
Han qiqing asked, â what did he say? The photo was really photoshopped, right? Whatâs going on between him and Jiang ranxi?â
Song Shijun put down his phone, shrugged, and said with a smile, â letâs go to the Student Union office first and lie low for a while. &Quot;
âLie low? What do you mean by hiding?â Han qiqing didnât understand.
Suddenly, someone exclaimed in a low voice, â eh? What was going on? The post had disappeared! I canât go on the forum either!â
Han qiqing took her phone and looked at it too.
It was true. The post had disappeared, and no matter how the forum refreshed, there was only a black screen.
Song Shijun smiled knowingly. &Quot; Shaojie hacked the forum. &Quot;
Han qiqing didnât know what to say.
âLetâs go,â Song Shijun pulled her up, gestured to the teacher, and left the classroom.
A few minutes later.
The teacher picked up a phone call and left the classroom in a hurry.
When she returned, she was holding a stack of test papers.
&Quot; next, weâll be taking the exam in class. Everyone, please be serious. The results of this exam are very important. Itâs related to your report of your results. &Quot;n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The entire class was stunned.
âTeacher, Are you sure? Itâs already half a class now!â
The teacher nodded. &Quot; thatâs right, so the exam will be held during this half of the class and the next one. It will be a total of one and a half classes. &Quot;
The entire class wailed.
&Quot; teacher, quickly tell me that this isnât true! &Quot;
âTeacher, youâre lying to us, right? Is it April Foolâs Day today?â
The onlookers were just having a good time gossiping, and suddenly there was an exam. No one could accept it!
The teacher sighed. &Quot; just accept your fate! &Quot;
At this moment, in the teaching building, every classroom was letting out the same wailing sound.
What they didnât know was that there was a pile of homework waiting for them after their exams.