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Chapter 445: The Power of Fans(2/2)

The leaders of the Peking University were secretly peeping at the screen. Seeing that the situation was not good, they immediately notified the school security room and called the nearby police station to ask for assistance.

It scared these old men and shivered.

In fact, they are still too old and have a generation gap with young netizens.

Is that just a joke among netizens? It’s not an international event. Who can really bring a march to ask Li Fan for his life?

Although Li Fan has many fans, everyone is not stupid and still knows the importance of it. Although he always presides over Li Fan, everyone knows in his heart that it is not a big deal!

As for netizens, they essentially like to gather people to fan the flames, but they are limited to the Internet.

Leaving the Internet and returning to reality, one is more rules than one is more rational than the other.

Li Fan's phone rang, and the principal called: "Li Fan, please send a Weibo post to calm down the netizens!"

"ah?"

"Don't let them marching and causing trouble, that's big news."

"What?" Li Fan smiled, "Dear Principal, you took it seriously? Haha, you are so funny! That's everyone's nonsense, I'm not fishing, don't worry."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, I know our generation very well."

"Oh, come to my office tomorrow morning."

"good!"

...

During this period, Guan Tong successfully lost all the 2oo yuan that Li Fan won. Li Fan's head was so big. Now, can you still brag?

After sitting down, Li Fan moved his wrists and won back.

The next morning, the mahjong game finally ended. Li Fan yawned and counted the 8oo dollars he won. Although he was decadent, his mood was beautiful.

When he drove back to Beijing University, he had just arrived at the door and saw a bunch of people in the security room, staring at the crowd passing by at the school gate, as if searching for suspicious people.

Li Fan was speechless. It must have been arranged by the old principal.

Old Principal, the times have changed. It was not your 1960s and 1970s. In our era, we were just impulsive on the Internet.
Chapter completed!
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