After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

Murong Qiao didn't expect Fifth Brother Xian Yu to call and give her a rainbow fart.

"It's okay brother, those comments won't affect me." Murong Qiao replied helplessly.

She is not a glass heart, she can be broken into countless pieces with a single word.

At any rate, he has an entertainment company under his control and manages so many artists. Murong Qiao's mental ability is not ordinary.

Xian Yu could tell that her sister didn't care, but there was a smile on her face, but the smile was a bit silly, so that the narrator and the manager couldn't help but take a step back to express their disgust.

"It's fine as long as it's okay, anyway, don't read those comments, so as not to affect your mood." Xian Yu reassured.

He talked for a long time, and felt a little annoyed when he realized that the time had passed too quickly. "I still have work to do, let's not talk about Qiao Qiao, I will go to see you on the set some other day."

Murong Qiao also knew that Xian Yu was working, so he nodded his goodbyes.

It's a pity that compared to Xian Yu's behavior of comforting his younger sister, the distance is so far away that even Nanxuan and others who dare not disturb Murong Qiao are very aggrieved.

Although they don't often appear in front of Murong Qiao, the three brothers including Nan Xuan have been silently paying attention to their sister.

Naturally, they also saw the things on the Internet, which created the silent atmosphere in the living room at the moment.

"This group of people really eat dung, scolding so badly." Nan Hao sneered while holding his phone.

He didn't idle when talking, and used his account to reply to several bad comments about Murong Qiao.

Nan Jin also had a sullen face, "...Maybe I haven't even finished the nine-year compulsory education."

He restrained his words a bit, but his speed of responding to those people was no slower than Nan Hao's.

Only the eldest brother Nanxuan looked at his phone at the moment and remained silent about those comments.

"Instead of refuting them, I want to know about Qiao Qiao's status." Nan Xuan said slowly.

When such a thing happened, Nan Xuan, like Xian Yu, immediately wanted to know how Murong Qiao was doing.

Nan Jin's hand holding the phone froze, she lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Nan Jin could think of what Nan Xuan could think of, but he thought of Murong Qiao's life so well now, no matter how anxious he was, he still couldn't get the courage to call his sister.

On the contrary, Nan Hao listened to Nan Xuan's words and looked up at the two of them. "Then what to do?"

Nan Hao's change is also the most obvious since he changed his mind towards Murong Qiao. Compared with Nan Jin and Nan Xuan's restraint and forbearance, Nan Hao only feels that he owes Murong Qiao too much.

So we have to double up, treat our sister twice as well, so that Nan Hao can feel better.

"...It's not suitable for the two of us to go again." Nan Xuan looked at Nan Hao with obvious meaning.

In the end, the important task of checking Murong Qiao's status fell on the youngest brother Nan Hao.

Whoever made Nanxuan and Nanjin dangle at the gate of Huida before, the security guards remembered that if they went to Huida, they might not even be able to get through the door, so after thinking about it, Nanhao came.

On the second day, after bringing his two older brothers and his own gift to Murong Qiao as condolences, Nan Hao stood under the teaching building of Huida University waiting for someone after class.

The weather was a little overcast, and the clouds piled up thickly, like a precursor to rain.

Huida's class time is obviously still going on, Nan Hao standing below can only vaguely see the lights on the upper floor.

Nan Hao felt the phone vibrate, and after hesitating for a moment, he put the bag in his hand aside, and covered it with his coat to prevent it from really raining, but it still contained the gift he specially chose for his sister.

【Big Brother (Nan Xuan): Have you seen Qiao Qiao? 】

Nan Hao explained the situation, but every time he typed a few words, he would look up to make sure he would not miss anyone.

But while he was typing, there were two boys walking towards him in the distance, and the sound of conversation also fell into Nan Hao's ears.

"Hey, didn't you like managing that department of flowers before? Why don't we do it for fun?"

"Come on, she and Huo Xiaocao are lovers... Tsk, but I really like her looks."

"You'll know if you try it? Didn't Qingchuan look so lofty before, maybe this kind of flower has a virtue, and if you give it some money, you will get angry."

"LOL!"

A sudden cry of pain sounded.

Nan Hao punched that boy, aggressively, fiercely and terrifyingly.

"What are you doing you? Crazy—"

The other boy took a step forward and was about to speak when he also received a punch.

Nan Hao used all his strength to beat him until blood dripped from his nose.

But he didn't finish yet, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the boy's collar, taking advantage of the beating that knocked him dazed, he pushed him to the ground and started beating him.

Nan Hao had never learned any skills like taekwondo, and his fists dominated by anger fell on the man one after another, as if the hostility was so strong that he was about to overflow, and he pressed down on him with a blank expression, and his appearance was very penetrating. people.

"Keep your fucking mouth clean!" Nan Hao warned.

Hearing the two people talking nasty words against Murong Qiao, the string called reason in Nan Hao's mind snapped immediately, prompting him to take the action just now.

The boy next to him who reacted was also anxious, and wanted to restrain Nan Hao. He strangled Nan Hao's neck and wanted him to stop, but he was kicked firmly by Nan Hao instead. The pain between his legs forced the boy to stop. let go.

Nan Hao's eyes turned red, "Let me hear you say that again, and I'll beat you to a cripple—"

Regardless of whether the words were true or not, Nan Hao's ferocious face and his nosebleeds made them understand that the young man in front of them seemed to be quite crazy.

The one-on-two fight ended with Nam-ho as the victor, but he was also injured as a result.

"Crazy..." The two boys almost avoided to leave, their voices were filled with horrified curses.

As for Nan Hao, after silently tasting the bloody smell spreading from his mouth, he let out a sigh of relief when he glanced at the gift that was still in good condition next to him.

As for the two boys just now... he will hit him once he sees them.

During the fight just now, Nan Hao had some marks on his body. He simply put on his coat and pulled the zipper to the collar to cover the marks on his body tightly. He waited until he was sure that no marks could be seen.

He finally met Murong Qiao once, and he didn't want to leave a bad impression on himself.

The fight was quite noisy, and class was about to end. Many students sneaked out early to see this scene, but seeing the fierce look of Nan Hao's fight just now, no one dared to approach this side.

And Yang Xin, the roommate who came over to wait for Murong Qiao to go to dinner after class, sent a message to Murong Qiao to bombard her when Nan Hao started.

【Your brother seems to have gotten into a fight at the entrance of the teaching building...】

[I don't know what's going on, he suddenly rushed up to hit someone in the face, and I didn't dare to get close. 】

[Qiao Qiao, have you seen my news, I am at the entrance of the teaching building——]

Yang Xin couldn't sort out his thoughts for a while, and hit whatever came to his mind.

She clacked and pressed her phone, and looked up at the seemingly calm Nan Hao from time to time, for fear that the other party would violently hurt someone again in the next second.

Yang Xin came late, and only saw the fight, so she didn't know the cause of the incident at all, but she could clearly see that Nan Hao made the first move.

Murong Qiao in the classroom naturally received the news.

The teacher was making the concluding remarks, Murong Qiao frowned after a hasty glance, and quietly left through the back door with his schoolbag.

When she went downstairs, she could find the person she wanted without having to search the crowd too much.