Chapter 646: The video I shot before is hotly searched
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Qiao Nian Ye Wang Chuan
In addition to star dynamics.
Others stand out.
She quickly discovered why people were messaging her.
#Nie Lao Shoutu#
#箜篌#
The two hot searches are properly listed in the top ten.
She clicks in again.
The most popular Weibo was posted by a blogger, who posted a video, which was recorded with a mobile phone.
The video lasts about 3 minutes, facing the front, is the video of her playing the harp.
Accompanying text:.
Qiao Nian: ...
She didn't expect someone to use a mobile phone to record the screen at that time. She clicked on the comments below and scanned around. Most of them praised her, but surprisingly few scolded her.
She just looked at it casually, but didn't look at it.
Means nothing.
After replying to the message, she continued to stare at the boiling chicken soup in the pot.
*
The Qiao family was as quiet as death at the moment.
Qiao Chen swiped the screen of her phone with a face as pale as paper, and she happened to be watching that trending search, every word on it pierced her heart, making her unable to breathe.
……
Every comment was full of praise for Qiao Nian.
Some say it exploded.
Some people say that the arrangement is good.
Some people envy and wish the young lady to learn from Mr. Nie.
She even saw several familiar IDs on the hot reviews.
These two people used to leave messages on her Weibo, and she remembered them very clearly. They were both from Class B. As for their names, she couldn't remember.
The main reason is that there are too many people in the class. She usually only plays with those few people, and the others rarely talk to each other and are too lazy to talk to them. So after three years, she only remembers the faces and names of a small number of people in the class.
Qiao Chen looked at the person who used to kneel and lick on her Weibo, and now ran to Qiao Nian's video to kneel and lick. The feeling was like being slapped in the face, burning and uncomfortable.
She couldn't read a word, she was holding the phone tightly with both hands, her lips were pale.
Seeing her ugly face, Shen Qiongzhi held her shoulder worriedly and asked, "Chen Chen, are you alright?"
Others stand out.
She quickly discovered why people were messaging her.
#Nie Lao Shoutu#
#箜篌#
The two hot searches are properly listed in the top ten.
She clicks in again.
The most popular Weibo was posted by a blogger, who posted a video, which was recorded with a mobile phone.
The video lasts about 3 minutes, facing the front, is the video of her playing the harp.
Accompanying text:.
Qiao Nian: ...
She didn't expect someone to use a mobile phone to record the screen at that time. She clicked on the comments below and scanned around. Most of them praised her, but surprisingly few scolded her.
She just looked at it casually, but didn't look at it.
Means nothing.
After replying to the message, she continued to stare at the boiling chicken soup in the pot.
*
The Qiao family was as quiet as death at the moment.
Qiao Chen swiped the screen of her phone with a face as pale as paper, and she happened to be watching that trending search, every word on it pierced her heart, making her unable to breathe.
……
Every comment was full of praise for Qiao Nian.
Some say it exploded.
Some people say that the arrangement is good.
Some people envy and wish the young lady to learn from Mr. Nie.
She even saw several familiar IDs on the hot reviews.
These two people used to leave messages on her Weibo, and she remembered them very clearly. They were both from Class B. As for their names, she couldn't remember.
The main reason is that there are too many people in the class. She usually only plays with those few people, and the others rarely talk to each other and are too lazy to talk to them. So after three years, she only remembers the faces and names of a small number of people in the class.
Qiao Chen looked at the person who used to kneel and lick on her Weibo, and now ran to Qiao Nian's video to kneel and lick. The feeling was like being slapped in the face, burning and uncomfortable.
She couldn't read a word, she was holding the phone tightly with both hands, her lips were pale.
Seeing her ugly face, Shen Qiongzhi held her shoulder worriedly and asked, "Chen Chen, are you alright?"
