Auntie Went Down To Raise Her Cubs, But She Was a Sensation!

"Hey, Tang Yun is the most handsome!" Lin Xiaomei gritted her teeth.

The students were stunned for a moment before they remembered something.

"That's right, Tang Yun withdrew due to injury in the morning, so I said I felt something was missing."

"But Lin Qiang is really super handsome today, ah, and Lin Jian, the sports class is so strong, it's worthy of being a sports class!"

Seeing that everyone was still surrounding Lin Qiang and Lin Jian, Lin Xiaomei continued: "That's also because Young Master Tang is not here. If he is here, will he get the gym class?"

This time, not many people agreed. Everyone looked at Lin Xiaomei, shut their mouths and turned to leave. They started whispering when they were far away, but seeing how excited these people were, they must not be talking about Tang Yun.

I'm so mad at her! If Tang Shao hadn't been injured, it would have been Lin Qiang's turn to be that scumbag? What luck! It's cheap to pick up for nothing, you know? snort!

Lin Xiaomei left angrily. In this sports meeting, it was really not the science class that crushed the audience, and it was not Tang Yun who stole the limelight, but the physical education class, Lin Jian and Lin Qiang!

Seeing the end of the sports meeting, Chen Shuwen remembered that he was still broadcasting live. He went over to see the principal and was dumbfounded. Why didn't he just broadcast the sports meeting live? Why did the number of fans increase three hundred times? ?

After counting the number of followers, it was indeed more than 30,000. Chen Shuwen took a deep breath, and then looked at the screen full of tips, he was even crazier.

Counting the amount of tipping today, President Chen was a little dazed. The tipping this day was higher than his salary in a month, otherwise he would just try changing careers! !

"Let me see, little aunt, the fat anchor, huh? Why are these two people the ones you screened all over the screen?? Ah, forget it, anyway, the agreed live broadcast is over, so I reiterate, our Qizhongde All-round development of intelligence, body, art and labor, students who are interested, please choose us, Yancheng No. 7 Middle School, strong!"

Principal Chen quit after playing the advertisement. After looking through his phone, he found that Lin Qiang hadn't started the live broadcast at all. However, Lin Qiang's fans had watched all of today's sports meeting. Who made them recognize their broadcaster Pangpang at a glance! !

All the fans are eager to try, they are all waiting for Pangpang to start broadcasting tonight, they are still excited now~~~

But Lin Qiang didn't know about this, he didn't even know that his fans had finished watching today's sports meeting.

When the sky was full of red clouds, the stadium was also empty, and Xiong Biwen and others were talking at the gate of the stadium.

Today's physical education class really performed well. Although Hu Yi failed to compete, the excellence of Lin Jian and Lin Qiang has won back his regret.

"Eat together at night? I'll treat you!" Xiong Biwen laughed, and Lin Qiang shook his head: "Let me treat you!"

"Oh, it looks like a big brother!"

"Hahaha!"

The boys were joking and chatting, Lin Qiang turned his head to look for his little aunt, and saw that she was chatting with Yan Jingchen under the shade of a tree for some reason, and when he met his gaze, Yan Jingchen gave him a deep look, which made Lin Qiang tremble a little.

"Little aunt!" he shouted across the road.

"Huh?" Lin Jian turned her head, her satin-like hair was dancing gently, her whole body was fresh and beautiful: "What's wrong?"

"I won today. I'll treat you. What would my aunt want to eat?"

Lin Jian subconsciously turned to face Lin Qiang. Behind her, Yan Jingchen grabbed her wrist. The girl was taken aback, and turned to look at the man.

The dusk blurred everything, and the man standing under the shade of a tree was even more illusory and blurred, but those long and narrow eyes looked straight at her through the darkness, his fingers tightly clasped her wrist, the hot temperature was transmitted, and even the flowing air They are all clamoring for reluctance.