Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Don't speak Qin language, even Qiao Sheng didn't stretch his expression.

Qiao Sheng scratched his head and laughed in a low voice, except for a little floating voice, which was almost the same as before, "Ah, don't laugh."

Qin Yu squeezed her fingers tightly, and she didn't believe at all in subjective, only Xu Yaoguang was talking. Others might tell jokes, but he wouldn't.

Xu Yaoguang fixed his eyes, looked very calm, his lips collapsed tightly, and did not speak.

Qiao Sheng said that he was silent.

Qin Yu knew that Xu Yaoguang was not a joke, let alone him?

When he arrived at the cafeteria, he bought a box of soy milk and inserted a straw into it. After a while, he said, "Fuck, is she?"

"Well." Xu Yaoguang brought a bowl of porridge over, and his expression was still cold.

Qiao Sheng was completely speechless at this moment. Qin Yu sat on the side of the two and was ignored for the first time. She was so confused in her heart.

How could it be Qin Ran?

How could it be her?!

The disposable chopsticks in Qin Yu's hands are almost deformed. Who is Qin Ran in her eyes?Without learning, there is no other advantage except fighting.

In the past, except for the violin, I didn't go to any other interest classes. I had a strange personality and not many people were willing to play with her.

How can she paint?Still painting very well?!

Qin Yu always felt that Qin Ran was under her control, and she knew everything about the other party, but today Qin Yu found that she hadn't seen Qin Ran for so many years, and her perception of Qin Ran was blank.

When I thought of this, the disposable chopsticks in my hand tightened again.

She looked up and smiled as if nothing had happened, "I'll practice piano later..."

"Xu Shao, I'll go back to find Qin Ran." Qiao Sheng stood up, "Teng".

Xu Yaoguang nodded, his eyes clear: "You go."

A group of people gathered in Class Nine, Lin Siran also went out to buy breakfast.

Qiao Sheng was sitting on Lin Siran's stool. Qin Ran was still sleeping in a school uniform. He reached out and poked her arm, and leaned over to carefully open his mouth: "What did you draw behind?"

"Qiao Sheng," Qin Ran was still wearing a school uniform, his voice was hoarse, and his tone was low, like he was holding on to a fire, "Don't be noisy."

She did not want to say more. Qiao Sheng remembered that when the class was noisy on weekdays, she frowned and immediately chained her mouth.

As soon as he turned his head, there were more and more people in the class, like a vegetable market.

He kicked the table across the aisle hard.

"Squeak--"

Very rough and harsh sound.

The crowd calmed down, and Qiao Sheng rested on the table with one hand, looking at them sideways, "Sound down."

The subsequent sound gradually became smaller.

Not daring to provoke Qiao's voice, it was already a convention among these students.

Qin Ran lay down for a while, and the noisy voice in her ears disappeared. Then she took the school uniform over her head and exhaled. She sat on the chair with her knees against the table and leaned against the wall behind.

"That painting..." Qiao Sheng glanced at her.

From this angle, she can clearly see her thick and dense long eyelashes, and Qiao Sheng thought that the students usually gave her the nickname of eyelash fines, but it was true.

"It's me, don't talk about it." Qin Ran thought, frowned, and she could imagine how long she had to be seen as a monkey every day by these students.

"...Fuck." Qiao Sheng was silent for a while. After a while, he stiffly said: "Then why did you say something, do you like him?"

"Who likes that stuff is Lin Siran." Qin Ran's arms were leaning against the wall, his figure was lazy, and he seemed to be noisy, mournful and decadent, but he couldn't stop her delicate face.

"Understood." Joe grumbled.

Find ten people at random in at least one, and at least seven of them are fans of the past.

Qiao Sheng was the first to call the former "that stuff".

The people in the drawing board of Class 9 still didn't leak out of the water. They even speculated on the forum for two days, and it still had no effect.

No one came out to claim it, and no one picked out who it was.

But it did not hinder Qin Ran's popularity. The board report was Lin Siran's responsibility. The people in Class 9 could see how much Lin Siran was attentive to Qin Ran in the past two days.

Because of this incident, Qin Ran's popularity in Class 9 and school has not only risen by one degree.

Not only was it circulated in the third grade, even the freshmen of the first grade knew that the third grade had such a legendary school flower as Qin Ran, they wanted to meet, but the freshmen of the first grade were not as bold as the second grade and the third grade to go to the third grade teaching building.

Qin Ran went to school in the afternoon and took a thermos to the school medical room.

"What's going on with students recently, even girls probe the brain, even boys probe the brain," Lu Zhaoying's ear studs reflected the light, "Your Master, your charm has risen, the boys can't stand it?"

Cheng Jun didn't speak.

The girl was slender in the sun and stopped by a boy who seemed to hand her a pink cover letter.

The girl took it politely, but the boy had not left yet, standing outside the door of the school's medical room, staring at Qin Ran's back.

Lu Zhaoying smiled and said: "Eh, it turned out that it was for Qin Xiaoran. I finally met someone who is not worse than you."

There was no expression on Cheng Jun's face.

He wore a shirt and some casual pants, and outlined slender legs, very sexy lines, a pair of eyes with deep and misty, black and white, but no expression.

Qin Ran put down his things and went to the kitchen to see.

Seeing Cheng Jun staring at herself, she paused and hesitated: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Gongzi drew his gaze and calmed down: "The third year of high school is very important. I think the priority should be to study hard and not be distracted by other things."

Lu Zhaoying: "...?"

Qin Ran nodded seriously, "Thank you, I also think."

Cheng Gongzi shouted, really obedient.

Qin Ran went in.

There were still people swaying outside, and Master Cheng casually leaned on the sofa: "Lu Zhaoying, close the door."

Lin.

Qin Yu was sitting at the dinner table, somewhat absent-minded.

The joy on Ning Qing's face was undisguised. She whispered: "I heard that Mrs. Feng likes you a lot?"

"Hmm." Qin Yu felt much better when she mentioned this, and she cheered up.

Ning Qing's eyes lit up and made her happier. She gave Qin Yu a dish. "Get along with Mrs. Feng, that speech..."

The Feng family is powerful and powerful in Yuncheng, and it is too difficult to get close to the Feng family.

For so many years, today Lin Wan is the first time to treat herself and Yan Yue.

Ning Qing thought, watching Qin Yu's eyes soften.

She lowered her voice, using only the tone that Qin spoke.

"What's wrong?" Lin Wan, who was sitting opposite, also saw that Qin Yu was not feeling right and asked slowly.

"There is a parent meeting on Saturday," Qin Yu recovered, she smiled, and she could never say the thing about Qin Ran's painting, but it really reminded her of one thing. She seemed to hesitate to speak. , "The whole high school has it, and my sister is also a high school senior. Mom, will you go to your sister's parent meeting? Let my brother or dad go to my parent meeting?"

Digression

Good morning, see you babies tomorrow.

Then, I have something to say. I saw someone calling me "you".

I:……??Black question mark face.

It’s not necessary, it’s really not necessary. I’m as big as you. I’m only eighteen, and I’m still a baby!