When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

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Three poles in the sun, the sun slowly became blazing, and the public opinion since Shen Qiao’s vote last night has also slowly fermented. When Shen Qiao was addicted to the world of sleep, the crowds in the e-sports circle who watched the excitement of the crowd have already put him on top. The tail of the hot search.

#沈乔票狼狗cp#

The phone is still connected, and Shen Qiao’s sleepiness has disappeared. When the WiFi is connected, he opens his scarf.

The background messages rang with zero pong, private messages and comments were all three-digit numbers, and likes were even more than 999+—

After the phone finally quieted down, Shen Qiao faced the bib page, feeling his heart trembling.

Take a deep breath.

He clicked on his Weibo homepage, and the latest status in it was the repost after he voted:

[I participated in the “What do you think Lu Zhe and Shen Qiao should be named for CP?”, come together! 】

Shen Qiao calmly stared at this sentence for a few seconds, then calmly stood up and walked to the window, then calmly opened the curtain.

“Swipe and pull”.

The scenery on the third floor of the DG base is good. Outside the dormitory is a tall kapok tree. The trunk of the thorns is quite dark, with deep and shallow thorns on the tree. The old thorns are blunt and round, and the new thorns are sharp.

Below is a landscape lawn. Even if there is no regular maintenance by gardeners, in a climate like Huacheng, it is always green all the year round. The difference is just that it grows presumptuous and not so presumptuous.

But now, none of this is the point that attracts Shen Qiao’s attention.

He stared out the window, contemplating seriously:

Can you be a hundred if you jump from here now?

…

Lu Zhe on the other end of the phone guessed the result of the strong impact on Shen Qiao’s self-esteem through the dead silence. After hearing the vague curtains opened, he realized something, and no longer added the other person’s shame, only said:

“Just kidding, I just teased you. In fact, not many people know about it. It’s too late to delete it now.”

While talking, Lu Zhe’s cell phone chat message came out with a few red numbers again, reminding him that a new friend had sent a message.

Shen Qiao was reminded by Lu Zhe and thought with hindsight:

That’s right.

Before committing suicide, the evidence should be destroyed.

He immediately picked up the phone and forwarded the vote to delete, and then another thought came to his mind:

Do you want to stop saying you have been hacked?

The hesitation did not prevent him from deleting the previous bib content. After checking his home page for several times and nothing weird appeared, Shen Qiao felt that he was not so embarrassed, and seemed to be able to take a confident look at the backstage private message…

Fart.

The messages that will be opened in the future are neatly listed in the private message background. The first one is:

“Hot searched brother on?”

Shen Qiao: “…”

With a hint of luck, he quickly poked the hot search list, slammed his fingertips on the screen, and made a soft “da” sound.