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In the middle of the night, Pu Xiaohan's video's popularity was skyrocketing.
The next day, early in the morning.
Several students from Class 15 gathered around, discussing this matter excitedly.
When Bai Lian arrived, she was still replying to messages from Jiang Fulai.
Jiang Teacher: [[Image]]
It was a picture of him sitting in a car, capturing the moment the sun rose from behind the mountains. His composition was as soulless as his paintings—[Just leave it there, I'll take a photo for you next time I visit]
Jiang Teacher: […]
As Bai Lian sat down, Pu Xiaohan was talking to Weng Qi and the others, "I really don't know, someone just suddenly gave me 100,000 in popularity points..."
"Damn," Weng Qi looked at Pu Xiaohan in shock, "your fans are so rich?"
Bai Lian raised her head and, looking at Weng Qi's and Pu Xiaohan's reactions, knew that this issue was almost resolved.
She took out her chemistry workbook and began to do the problems with relief.
At the same time.