She handed her phone to song Shijun. &Quot; come and take a look. Is this photo photoshopped? "
Everyone in the class was also paying attention to this matter. Even the teacher was listening attentively.
Song Shijun took the phone and stared at it for a while before nodding. &Quot; it looks like it's photoshopped, but it's on the original photo. &Quot;
"What do you mean?" Han qiqing didn't understand.
Song Shijun raised his head, looked at her, and said, " I mean, there is indeed this photo, but only a small part of it has been photoshopped. &Quot;
Han qiqing's face darkened. &Quot; so, Yin Shaojie really hugged Jiang ranxi? "
"You'll have to ask him to know."
As song Shijun spoke, he returned her phone to her, took out his own, and called Yin Shaojie.
The call connected.
Song Shijun didn't beat around the bush and asked about it directly.
"A photo? A picture of us hugging?" Yin Shaojie's voice was low, and he sounded a little displeased.