407: Chapter 407: Slaughter Version (Third Update) 407: Chapter 407: Slaughter Version (Third Update) Ye Xuan’s smile, blooming like a flower, could be said to have captured the hearts of all the men.
From her first day at Tsinghua, she was ranked as one of the top ten beauties of the university.
Her pure and innocent face brought a profound shock to the hearts of all the men at Tsinghua.
Especially her aloofness, which kept people at a distance, stirred the emotions of the men even more intensely.
The crowd of men present felt that the wait today was completely worth it.
Who the hell had ever seen a smile like that from the goddess Ye Xuan?
At this moment, Ye Xuan’s heart was also quite shaken.
When she had heard from Zhang Xiaoyuan that it would be at least three years before Zhang Fan could come back, her feelings were very complex.
Honestly, she had also thought about going to the British Royal College to study with Zhang Xiaoyuan, because without Zhang Fan, it didn’t matter where she went.
Because Zhang Fan had said he would come out in a year.
She believed him, so she stayed at Tsinghua!
Ye Xuan put down her paintbrush and slowly walked towards the admissions office.
Watching Ye Xuan’s back, a group of men followed closely behind her.
Even the person whose phone had fallen into the water followed along.
A phone can be replaced, but a smile from the goddess is priceless.
Throughout the year, countless people pursued Ye Xuan, including many multimillionaires; there were even people from outside the university who came to Tsinghua to express their love.
However, the goddess Ye simply ignored them all.
This only made their hearts beat even faster!
But at that moment, the chat groups of the Face-Slapping Squad had completely exploded.
Have you got the number?” Yang Haochen and a few other administrators led the activities in all the groups.
“Ready to launch ing!”
Yang Haochen said, “Okay, listen to Black Brother’s command, let’s flood the Tsinghua forum to welcome and freshen up Brother Fan; we have been preparing for a year.”
“Yang Haochen, is the live stream on?”
“It’s already on!” Yang Haochen turned on his computer, the screen clearly showing the Tsinghua forum!
Suddenly, the live streaming room buzzed too.
“To welcome and freshen up Brother Fan!”
“Send a rocket plane!”
Watching Yang Haochen’s live stream room, the newcomers were baffled.
“Damn, host, did you go crazy today?
What are you streaming?”
“Shit, aren’t we playing LOL?
Just waiting for you to advance to the ultimate king.”
“Fuck, wasn’t today supposed to be about ranking up to king?”
Yang Haochen chuckled deeply, “Sorry, not playing games today, welcoming Brother Fan.”
Damn, host, don’t mess around, I’m still waiting for your Big Treasure Sword Garen!”
However, at this time, people from the Face-Slapping Squad also roared, “Newbies scram, you don’t even know Brother Fan, shut up you lot!”
Yang Haochen glanced at the time, and then said, “Countdown begins, ten, nine, eight, seven…”
Suddenly, the Tsinghua forum was immediately blasted with activity.
“Vice leader of the Face-Slapping Squad here, celebrating Brother Fan’s appearance.”
“Platoon leader of the Face-Slapping Squad here, celebrating Brother Fan’s appearance.”
“Face-Slapping Squad…”
The forum takeover was something Yang Haochen and his group had planned long ago; for this, the Face-Slapping Squad had been preparing for a year.
Last year when Tsinghua started, under organized and planned circumstances, a group of people from the Face-Slapping Squad registered ten thousand burner accounts on the Tsinghua forum.
For this, Black Brother specifically created a small program that visited the forum daily to accrue experience.
After a year of operation, these burner accounts had now turned into big accounts.
All these ten thousand accounts were at least level fifteen with the forum’s level cap at twenty.
They had originally planned to have ten thousand full-level accounts, but unexpectedly, Brother Fan came back at this time.
Seeing such a strange scene on the forum, a group of people who were playing on the forum were baffled.
“Fuck, someone’s wrecking the board, call the moderator.”
“Tag Little Little Little Di!”
“Moderator, please ban this account!”
“Moderator, activate Divine Beast and ban all these alt accounts.”
However, the next moment, a group of people was dumbfounded.
“Holy shit, level fifteen accounts?
Fuck, am I seeing this right?”
“Damn, what the hell is going on?”
Holy shit, these are level fifteen accounts, mind you, the current moderator is only level eighteen.
Holy shit, where did all these level fifteen accounts come from on the entire screen?
They had played for a year and were only about level twelve.
Immediately, someone went to call Little Little Little Di.
“Hello, moderator, someone is messing up the forum.”
“I’ll be right there!”
However, when Little Little Little Di arrived at the forum, he was also stunned.
Fuck, all fucking level fifteen alt accounts?
Fucking hell, these accounts are usually just hanging around, what happened today, did they go crazy?
“Fuck, watch me ban your IPs!”
He Yang was furious, damn it, he was a software engineering elite after all, these losers were really not taking him seriously.
However, when He Yang checked the IPs, he was instantly dumbfounded.
Holy shit, these guys are real people?
He Yang, skeptical, checked a few more IDs and their IPs.
However, without a doubt, they were all real people.
Moreover, quite a few IPs were not even in the Capital City.
Damn it, where did these people come from?
They aren’t from Capital City or Tsinghua, what’s all this fuss about!
Looking at the screen full of the phrases “Face-Slapping Team” and “Brother Fan,” He Yang’s eyes suddenly sparkled.
Face-Slapping Team, that sounds familiar!
He Yang pondered, then a minute later, he suddenly stood up.
“Brother, is your ‘Brother Fan’ the Zhang Fan from S City?” He Yang quickly sent a private message to someone.
“Yeah, do you know our Brother Fan too?”
I’m his senior, damn, Zhang Fan came to Tsinghua?” He Yang asked in a hurry.
“Yeah, you just found out?”
He Yang’s eyes gleamed.
Shit, didn’t Li Liang and them say Zhang Fan had gone to the military?
How did he suddenly show up at Tsinghua?
A year ago, at the new student welcome party, he had personally been there, yet he had never seen Zhang Fan.
Immediately, He Yang’s fingers flew as he typed out program codes.
Five minutes later, looking at the completely transformed forum homepage, the people of Tsinghua were gobsmacked!
Holy shit, ‘Welcome home, brothers of the Face-Slapping Team,’ what the hell is this?
And in that fancy schmancy purple flashy font?
‘To our junior Zhang Fan,’ what the hell is this again!
Could it be the currently trending Zhang Fan, who got a sixty million scholarship?
Everyone knew that the moderator ‘Little Little Little Di’, He Yang, is a software engineering master, now at Tsinghua as a graduate student, supposedly working with several professor-level advisors on an intelligent program.
Five minutes to change a homepage, it’s definitely He Yang’s handiwork, and that suffix name, ‘Little Little Little Di’, isn’t that He Yang’s ID?
So, He Yang is Zhang Fan’s senior?
Damn, that’s somewhat unbelievable!