An Qing didn't care what Zhang Ziyu felt, he just smiled and walked away, then slipped into the space where Zhang Ziyu couldn't see him.
After changing his clothes, he slowly climbed up the ladder and returned to the dormitory.
In the dormitory, Wang Yuan and Feng Min were not asleep yet.
When they heard some movement, they immediately raised their heads and saw An Qing coming through the door.
Both of them were a little surprised: "An Qing, are you okay when you are back?"
Wang Yuan and Feng Min asked awkwardly while looking at An Qing.
When An Qing was taken out of the dormitory by Zhang Ziyu, Feng Min and Wang Yuan were both present.
In fact, they could have rescued An Qing from Zhang Ziyu, but they did nothing. , facing An Qing at this time is always a little unnatural.
"It's nothing.
After she went out, she asked me to go down first.
After I went down, I hid quickly.
She didn't find me.
Then several people came to find her and took her away.
I was quite scared.
I was afraid that those who didn't look like good people would dare not move when they saw me again.
It wasn't until they were far away and there was no movement for a while that I dared to crawl back secretly."
An Qing gasped, As he spoke, he patted his chest.
"Then you are really lucky.
The people who are looking for Zhang Ziyu are probably the same people who called.
Those people are not good people.
I'm afraid Zhang Ziyu will be doomed this time."
Wang Yuan and Feng Min listened to An Qing If so, they immediately started gossiping.
An Qingleng looked at Wang Yuan and Feng Min, and secretly made a big "X" at the two of them in her heart.
Being able to watch herself being dragged away by Zhang Ziyu without giving a helping hand showed the indifference of their hearts.
If either Wang Yuan or Feng Min was willing to be fair and just give a little warmth when the original owner was around, the original owner would not have gone to a dead end.
An Qing had no good impressions of these two people.
I even think that they are also accomplices in the tragedy of the original owner.
"An Qing, have you come over to see how Zhang Ziyu is doing?"
Wang Yuan and Feng Min talked lively.
After talking for a while, they were still not satisfied, so they came over to question An Qing, who had already retreated into bed.
"I, how do I know?
I'm lucky to be back safely.
You dare to take a peek at my place.
If you want to go and see it, you can go."
An Qing said angrily to Feng Min who was speaking.
"You're just a coward.
If it were me, I would go over and watch the excitement.
After all, I don't believe she treats you like that.
You don't want to see her suffer misfortune."
Feng Min didn't take it for granted and walked up to An Qing, staring at her. asked again.
"I don't dare.
I'm timid.
You are so brave.
Why didn't you help me when Zhang Ziyu pulled me just now?"
Feng Min's ignorance made An Qing completely angry.
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She sat up and shouted at Feng Min. road.
"Why should I care?
It's none of my business.
It's your and Zhang Ziyu's business.
Why should I get involved?"
Feng Min complained, but An Qing poked his guilty conscience and complained, He went back to his bunk.
"Stop talking, it will be dawn soon, go to bed quickly."
Seeing that An Qing and Feng Min were not in the right place, Wang Yuan hurriedly came out to help, and even took the initiative to turn off the lights that had been forgotten because of the surprise inspection that night.
An Qing did not sleep, but began to practice the Mysterious Scripture of Heaven and Earth.
Then, after listening to Wang Yuan and Feng Min's breathing gradually calming down, he opened his eyes.
Feng Min is an Internet addict.
She always holds her computer in her arms.
As for what she treasures the most, it is her computer.
Even her best friend Wang Yuan cannot touch it.
At this time, Feng Min's bunk contained her most precious computer.
An Qing glanced at the computer and said to a certain system: "The system invaded that computer and uploaded the video of Zhang Ziyu from last night to the campus. net"tgt ttrgt: