Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Qin Ran is very popular in school.

Maverick, she squeezed her to become a lieutenant colonel.

Qin Ran looks good, not only in Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School, but also in the surrounding schools, experimental middle school, sixth middle school, and vocational high school.

School post bars are full of secret photos of Qin Ran, even so, underneath are all praising the beauty of Shengshi.

Qin Yu used to say that she didn't like someone to pay too much attention to her, but now those people have discussed Qin Ran one by one, and even the name of the school's name has been taken out, but her mood is not good.

You said, Qin Ran why she?

She doesn't study well, she loves to fight, and she has a bad style. She has no one to do with these bad students.

Qin Yu is very clear about the progress of the board report of Class Nine. She only went to Nie Fei last night.

Almost everyone in Class 9 has their heads on their sides, or sits on the table and looks backwards.

The smile on Qin Yu's mouth didn't have time to widen. When she saw the content in the rear panel, she was in a panic and her feet were pinned in place.

The person behind was originally smiling and wanted to ask her why she didn't leave, and her eyes widened when she touched the bulletin screen.

Xu Yaoguang went to the Student Union early in the morning to convene ministers of various departments for a meeting.

Yesterday he walked anxiously, without looking at the complete process, only to see that Qin Ran drew two very vivid q version characters, one of which was colored.

He hasn't seen the full version until now.

Lin Siran divided the newspaper into four parts, copied two poems, and a few high school inspirational quotes, leaving a blank space in the middle, which is the countdown for the college entrance examination.

In the remaining four blank spaces, q versions of characters were drawn in each place.

A total of four, looking from right to left.

The first is a white shirt and black slacks, with finely shredded hair and a pair of good-looking and expressive eyes.

The second is wearing a t-shirt, holding a microphone, and looking into the distance.

The third was dressed in a cotton-padded jacket with a bandage on his arm.

The fourth is a punk outfit, with a spotlight overhead.

Like a history of growth.

The most shocking thing is that the whole blackboard has been painted as a stage effect. The various chalks just depict the spotlight. All the poems, famous quotes and characters are perfectly embedded in it.

In the bottom row, there are countless small figures of white shadows, probably only one finger tall, holding a lamp.

Even though there was a glimpse of yesterday, Xu Yaoguang's mind was shocked by this grand scene.

The student union was silent, and no one said anything.

"Ah, it's the past! The process of his debut selection, the last one is the latest concert costume!"

"Blow up what I said! Baby too! Cool!!!!"

"Crazy crazy! I want to transfer to Class 9 and I want to transfer to Class 9!"

The nationality of the past and present is definitely the top three in the entertainment circle.

The voices outside are endless.

Almost all of them took photos with their mobile phones, posted Weibo, and posted school posts.

"Nie Fei, you turned out to be a hidden gangster! Disrespect and disrespect! I didn't find it before, but you are my goddess from today!"

Nie Fei made a bulletin at the Student Union last night, and just entered the class. She was dumbfounded: "No, no, no... Not me, I was in the Student Union last night, you...you ask Siran and Qin Ran..."

These people went to surround Qin Ran and Lin Siran again.

Qin Ran was leaning lazily on the table, flipping through a book, and she was always in a bad mood when she woke up in the morning.

The good-looking expression on his face was cold.

The people of Class Nine knew her temper, and no one dared to ask her anything, but it did not prevent these people from carrying Qin Ran.

Qin Yu saw Qiao Sheng kick off his chair and sit on the seat of Qin Ran's front table, his head sideways, as if to ask Qin Ran what.

"I didn't have to pick it, I couldn't pick it out at all." The Minister of Life waved his hand and the first one was very fresh.

Qin Yu glanced at Xu Yaoguang again and saw that he also bowed his head and wrote it very seriously, her hand holding the pen was tight.

"Qin Yu, you are too powerful," the Minister of Life gave a thumbs-up to Qin Yu, "How do you know that Class 9's posters are good, and you have to come to Class 9 first?"

Qin Yu: "..." His face was completely green.

Class 9 is really noisy.

Qin Ran put on the headphones with a blank expression, his eyebrows tightened tightly.

What's going on with this group of students.

She was wearing a school uniform, her white and clear face lifted slightly, and she seemed to be looking out the window, her irritated eyes looked out, and she was determined to soar into the sky.

"Ran Ran," Lin Siran didn't cover her heart until the director of instruction came to manage the order, and she reluctantly pulled her eyes out of the poster. She looked at Qin Ran, "Who is this, who painted it?" , Who is it?"

Lin Siran retrieved the reason of her brain powder, she looked at Qin Ran, she stopped talking.

"I don't know." Qin Ran lay on the table impatiently.

Lin Siran whispered "Oh" and then spoke again: "Ran Ran, you didn't do Zhang Juanzi last night."

She very diligently took the paper and copied it to Qin Ran.

Qin Ran got up again, holding a pen in his left hand, copying the paper, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes cold, his expression irritable.

Class 9 is also famous for this matter.

Almost no one endorsed seriously, all looking at the direction of Lin Siran and Qin Ran, and whispered.

Xu Yaoguang was looking through the English book. Everyone around him was discussing who painted it. He couldn't help but look in the direction of Qin Ran. The other party was silent and indifferent. He held a pen in his left hand and wrote slowly.

but……

Xu Shaoguang gave a good meal. He remembered very clearly that she used her right hand last night.

Early lessons are short.

There were many people in Class Nine. Xu Yaoguang went out to buy it early. Qiao Sheng looked at Qin Ran lying on the table.

He touched his nose and went out with Xu Yaoguang.

After reading early, there were more people coming to Class 9, and the corridors could not be crowded.

I was not talking about the bulletin of Class 9 or who painted it.

Downstairs Qin Yu was waiting for them. She glanced at the sound of Qiao walking beside Xu Yaoguang, but Qiao Sheng didn't look at her, but was talking to Xu Yaoguang.

"I don't know who," Qiao snorted and put his hands in his pockets, laughing and scolding: "Qin Ran she has been sleeping, ignore me, white blind I gave her a jar of sugar."

Xu Yaoguang was silent, and he was always indifferent. Almost no one knew what he was doing at home, and he looked nothing at all.

At this time Qiao Sheng mentioned Qin Ran, but he raised his eyebrows.

Qin Yu stood aside, pursed her lips, and she watched the reaction of both.

She pretended to be relaxed: "This person is very powerful, it should not be our school, otherwise no one will come out to claim it."

The board did not have to pick, Qin language can not be ignorant of conscience.

"The person painting is a student of our school." Xu Yaoguang suddenly said.

Qiao Sheng was surprised by Qin Yu and looked at him: "...?"

Xu Yaoguang's eyes are complex: "She is Qin Ran."

Digression

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