Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

The poster later will do this again. Xu Yaoguang knows that he is still a member of the Student Union, and the characters in his hand will be handed in next semester. Tomorrow morning, he will be scored by several officers of the Student Union.

Xu Yaoguang looked at the stick figures on the blank space of the blackboard. The lines were simple and smooth. The characters in the q version were drawn. The characters above were ready to come out.

Xu Yaoguang felt that the expression of the q version was somewhat familiar, but he didn't figure out who it was for the time being.

The other party draws quickly, and when the letter comes in hand, a simple figure outlines success almost instantly.

The coloring is also very bold.

This is a painting skill.

Xu Yaoguang never thought about it, and would see this level of painting on the newspaper.

The person portrayed turned his back to his side, and he wore black headphones on his ears. The headphone cord shook slightly as she moved.

She took a step back and seemed to be observing the characters she had drawn.

Xu Yaoguang stood for a long time in front of the classroom. When he took a step back, he saw her sideways.

The other party is careless, playing with the headphone cable in one hand and chalk in the other, and admiring the picture he drew sideways, somewhat cynical.

The squinting eyes were light and slow.

Xu Yaoguang shivered fiercely.

That is Qin Ran.

Knowing Qin Ran, he mostly stayed in the other party's poor grades and did not study hard. The words were written like primary school students. He was either lying on the table or holding an extracurricular book during class.

She reads everything, no novels, foreign books, magazines.

These are well-known to the nine shifts.

Xu Yaoguang took a step back, pursed his lips, and looked at Qin Ran as if turning to look for chalk. Instead of going in to get his coat, he glanced at Qin Ran and turned downstairs without saying a word.

"How come now." Xu Yaoguang found a black car on the side road by the school, sat up, and then came to the En Yu Hotel. Principal Xu looked at him sideways.

Xu Yaoguang turned back and whispered: "Go back to the class and get something."

Principal Xu nodded and stopped talking.

He didn't sit down first, but looked at Cheng Jun and Lu Zhaoying, who were sitting next to President Xu, his expression was stunned for a long while: "Yuan Jun? Lu Shao?"

Cheng Jun held the tea cup in his hand, slender fingers pinched the lid to set aside the foam, lazy and casual.

Lu Zhaoying did not like to drink tea, and was slightly surprised, raising an eyebrow: "Xiao Xu Shao is also in Yuncheng."

Cheng Jun is not very old, but he is the old son of Mr. Cheng. He is very senior in the capital. If he knows him, he should be called Mr. Jun.

"I suggest that he turn around." Principal Xu made people serve and smiled slightly.

There should be a lot of things in this matter. Cheng Jun nodded and asked no more about private matters.

Halfway through the meal, Cheng Jun leaned on the back of the chair and put his hand on the table. "Lao Xu, I heard the rumors from the school. You approved a recommendation for a little girl."

"Yeah," Principal Xu smiled and looked far away, "more than one."

"More than one?" Cheng Jun played with the cup and raised his eyebrows.

"This matter is gone." Principal Xu shook his head, obviously not wanting to say more.

Cheng Jun didn't ask much, but Lu Zhaoying couldn't hold back. He took a sip of his drink, "Then Xu Lao, who did you say the good successor was last time?"

Xu Lao melancholy, shook his head, not much to say.

Lu Zhaoying's heart is the same as being scratched by a kitten, but old Xu is not relieved, he can't force him.

Xu Yaoguang has been eating, he can not participate in the dialogue of these people.

It was only when Lu Zhaoying mentioned his successor that he suddenly looked up and looked at Xu Lao, pursing his lips, a little unbelievable, his fingers pinched tightly, and his joints were white.

After a meal, Xu and the two left first.

Lu Zhaoying stayed with Cheng Jun for a while.

Manager Wang took a food box and Lu Zhaoying carried it, and the two men took the elevator down.

At the door, Lin Jinxuan and Feng Feng entered the door. The two of them had to discuss something. It happened that Lin Wan and Lin Qi also wanted to invite Feng Feng to dinner.

As an investor in Lin Jinxuan, or the son of the mayor, it is enough to make Lin Wan and Lin Qi cautious.

Mayor Feng's style has always been very positive. He doesn't go to the dinner party easily, and his family is not easy to get through. With this opportunity, Lin Wan and Lin Qi attach great importance.

Seeing the two of Cheng Jun in the speech, he was also a little shocked, and his footsteps paused, "Mr. Lu."

The tone is very respectful.

As for the two terms "Lu Shao" and "Juan Ye", he is not in the circle of the capital, so he dare not call it.

Cheng Jun was accustomed to prestige and blessing in the capital, and he did not speak at this time, only Lu Zhaoying responded with a smile.

It’s not that familiar, and the two sides left after saying hello.

After someone left, Lin Jinxuan said, "The two just..."

"Beijing Chengjia and Lujia." The voice of the speech lowered.

Lin Jinxuan took a deep breath. After a while, he came over slowly to show his understanding.

I have been to the capital to know that the dragon is lying in the capital. The person walking on the road may be the one you can't afford. The Lin family is not worth mentioning in the capital.

This is also one of the reasons why Lin Jinxuan insists on starting a business.

"Brother, Brother Feng." A light voice came, Qin Yu was waiting anxiously upstairs, went downstairs, took Lin Jinxuan's arm, and looked out the door thoughtfully, "Who did you just talk to?" "

She had just got off the elevator, far away, and only saw two backs.

The speech also bent slightly, respectfully.

That was the resignation. The mayor's son, even Lin Jinxuan, had to avoid his sharp characters.

"Two acquaintances." For Qin language, the speech did not say much, just a slight smile.

Qin Yu followed the two to the elevator and couldn't help but look back.

Upstairs, when I saw Mrs. Feng sitting next to Lin Wan, the speech was stunned: "Mom?"

Mrs. Feng gave him a blank look, and then looked at Qin Yu with a smile: "Yu'er, come here and come to sit with Auntie."

Obviously, I really like Qin.

Lin Wan and Lin Qi looked at each other with some unexpected surprises.

Early the next morning, one in.

As soon as I entered Class Nine, I heard the sound of Class Nine almost exploding. It was the time for early reading, but there were many people watching the windows and doors of the class, most of them were girls.

Qiao Sheng frowned and kicked the door open, annoyed: "Noisy."

"Lying trough, lying trough, Master Qiao, you are finally here!" The boy at the same table leaned over and was very excited.

"What?" Qiao Sheng glanced over and touched his position.

In the speaking room, more people gathered at the window door.

The boy raised his chin towards the back, his face flushed, like MLM: "Look back, look back!"

At the same time, the members of the student union took the book and inspected class by class.

Start from high school.

"President, what's wrong with your class?" Someone asked Xu Yaoguang in a low voice.

Qin Yu seemed to be in a good mood, hooked his lips, and followed the book with Xu Yaoguang, saw the grand occasion of Class 9, and turned slightly, laughing: "Maybe the poster is well painted."

With that said, she took the book and walked into Class 9 on the way that the crowd gave way.

Digression

One more, one more, at nine o'clock in the evening, of course, if you comment enthusiastically, I will release it earlier~

Yesterday’s guess ended.In this regard, I seriously laughed at the baby Hong Ma, and you guessed Wei Zihang by yourself. You are going to laugh at me. Baby Wei has not yet transferred to a pro!