"Ah ..."
Hu linyu blinked. She had indeed been spreading the news of Chen hansheng's " death ".
For example, in the class's QQ group chat, the students were discussing where to take the graduation photos this year. Some talked about Purple Mountain, some suggested zhanyuan, and some people habitually asked, " let's see what class monitor Chen decides.
At this time, Hu linyu would say, " stop looking, Chen hansheng is dead.
At first, everyone thought it was a joke, but Hu linyu often said it, and some students really got worried. Tan min, a fellow townsman from Harbor City, even contacted Chen hansheng to verify the truth of the joke.
Chen hansheng had no other choice. He thought to himself,'fat Hu is such a vicious dog. I'm about to become a father, and you're still cursing me to die.'
"Hu linyu, you're lucky. I have something urgent to attend to today."
"Or else I would have to reason with you!" Chen hansheng said generously.
