Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

The contact time is not long, but it is not too short.

Cheng Jun knew that if Qin Ran was not in a hurry, this call would never reach him.

He didn't ask for any reason. He directly used the relationship to get He Chen from the border. It was just at the attending doctor that he knew what medicine He Chen brought back.

He carefully observed the test tube and recognized it as the mark of the institute.

Why is Chen Chen just a purchasing agent: "..."

"The research and development medicines in the first hospital are basically not cheap, and every needle is a million upwards." Cheng Jun hand pressed against his lips, coughed lightly, and spoke slowly.

He had been in contact with a hospital several times, and naturally knew the market.

Cheng Mu was numb with a face, completely unable to figure out why He Chen, who can have such an expensive medicine, why wear a skirt with a large thread on his shoulder.

"Then how did she get an entire test tube?" Cheng Mu saw Qin Ran's back disappeared at the staircase, and drove the car towards the school's medical room.

Cheng Junren did not move, still leaning on the direction of the car door, his voice pressed, "I don't know."

In fact, He Chen, a single young woman who dared to go to the frontline to report the news, was free to come and go. This is enough to prove that she should not be an ordinary reporter.

Qin Ran's knowledge of the Qian team and the mayor of Feng are traceable.

He Chen alone, this person's identity may be extremely inappropriate. Thinking about Qin Ran knowing her, Cheng Jun frowned involuntarily.

"Listen to that reporter, she and Ms. Qin are netizens," Cheng Mu drove the car to the school doctor's office and stopped. "Ms. Qin helped her on the Internet before. I guess, Ms. Qin's computer technology is OK. It should be She helped the reporter in this respect, so she came to Yuncheng."

Justified and convincing.

Cheng Mu believed it.

Because he absolutely can't imagine that he met two veteran figures of the 129 club today, and these two people are the core figures among them.

Cheng Jun glanced at Cheng Mu and paused, saying nothing.

Lu Zhaoying has been on duty in the school's medical room. He called Cheng Mu halfway through the phone to ask about the situation and learned the general situation.

There was no patient at this time, he took out a computer and looked at the data on the computer. When the two came back, he couldn't help but looked up and was very excited. "Sir, do you know what I am looking at?"

Cheng Jun poured himself a glass of water, leaned against the table, lowered his eyebrows, and drank slowly, ignoring him.

Lu Zhaoying was bored, but he still touched his nose: "129 people started recruiting new members, it is estimated that this time it is to recruit one."

Cheng Jun was thinking about Qin Ran's case, but was not interested in Lu Zhaoying's words.

Hearing this last sentence, he paused, his eyes narrowed: "Recruitment?"

"Yeah, I don't know which one will be recruited this time." Lu Zhaoying turned the computer around and showed it to Cheng Jun. "As for this person, it is estimated that those in Beijing are going to be crazy."

129 pages are very cold black.

129 recruits new people every year and recruits only the most ordinary members, who can only touch the threshold of 129 detectives.

But even so, those in Beijing are mad.

"That must be my goddess!" Cheng Mu couldn't help but say, "She will also participate in this election and will definitely be selected by 129!"

Lu Zhaoying thought about it seriously. He touched his chin and looked towards Cheng Mu: "Her words are very likely."

"It must be her!" Cheng Mu couldn't help being excited when he thought of this, "129 people are too mysterious and never show up. If my goddess becomes a member, I might get first-hand news, maybe I You can still get the signature of the lone wolf! Or invite 129 members to participate in the criminal investigation of Hao team!"

"Out of breath." Cheng Jun glanced at Cheng Mu, the salty and light opening, and opened the glass door sideways to go in and study his mannequin.

Here, Qin Ran has returned to the bedroom.

She took off her coat and put it on the bed, and took a clean set of clothes to take a bath first.

When I brought the clothes to the bed, I saw another pot next to the bed.

This time there was a small red flower with a slight fragrance.

Qin Ran paused. She stood by the bed, looked at the potted plants for a while, touched the petals in her hand, then smiled, took the towel, and turned lazily to the bathroom.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon after the shower. Qin Ran thought of going directly to the class.

She had wanted to go directly to the class after returning, but Cheng Jun insisted on letting her go back to the bedroom to bathe and change clothes.

She was out of luck.

By the time the class arrived, it happened to be the penultimate class in the afternoon, and there was no get out of class yet.

This lesson happens to be Li Airong's English class.

Qin Ran did not wear a school uniform, wore a t-shirt inside, and a plaid shirt on the outside. Because the shirt was not buttoned up just after taking a shower, his hair was messy because he had no time to comb it.

She stood at the door of the classroom and raised her hands lazily, her voice low: "Report."

Li Airong is in class nine, always perfunctory.

The Ninth Class people were drowsy when they listened. At this time, because of the slight increase in the ending sound, they seemed to wake up with a hook-like sound and all looked towards the door.

"Qin Ran is back." Someone said in surprise.

Suddenly whispered, the whole class was commotion.

The voice directly overshadowed Li Airong's speech.

Li Airong threw the book on the podium.

She was extremely impatient with Qin Ran. The top student in her class, Qin Yu, just dropped out of school because of Qin Ran.

More or less, Li Airong counted on Qin Ran's body, and the voice was clamoring in his ears. Li Airong was like a firecracker ignited on Mars: "Qin Ran! It's you again. You can stand outside for me!"

Qin Ran's footsteps.

When she left, she didn't have time to say hello to Gao Yang. After He Chen came, she called Gao Yang.

But to Li Airong, she didn't say anything. She turned her footsteps and leaned outwards. She put her hands in her pockets and didn't plan to come in. Between her eyes, she was still cool.

"Teacher," Qiao Sheng raised his hand lazily in the last row of Class 9, "Class Qin Ran asked for leave, she didn't make any disciplinary mistakes, just let her stand outside."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the little brothers who followed him on weekdays all made noises.

Qin Ran's popularity in Class Nine is not so high.

As soon as Qiao Sheng opened his mouth, everyone else said, "Yes, teacher, Qin Ran did not make a mistake, let her in. It's windy outside today."

Class 9 has a lot of relationships, and students who are not wanted by other teachers and do not like it are all stuffed in Gaoyang. There is no good student except Xu Yaoguang.

Li Airong was very reluctant when teaching this class. She was too dissatisfied in the weekdays, and the students did not listen to her one by one. She said ironically: "Why, you have to stand with her outside? Anyway, you guys One by one, it’s the same whether you listen or not."

The voice just fell.

There is a thorn--

Qiao Sheng directly opened the chair and walked directly towards the front door.

He did not bring English books or test papers, only holding a mobile phone.

As soon as he took the lead, the students in the back row who had long been dissatisfied with Li Airong also stood up, and all of them went out the door.

It was a group of people sitting in the back who loved to hang out.

Li Airong's eyes sneered, "The muddy baton can't help the wall, a rat feces has broken a pot of porridge, people who go out today, don't come to listen to my class for the entire senior three."

Originally other students listened to nothing until they heard this sentence.

The young man's enthusiasm and the unspeakable blood burning in his bones, the rebellion buried deep in the bone blood and the unclear sense of collective eruption broke out.

Lin Siran glanced at Li Airong, put down the tutorial in his hand, and stood up, "Report to the teacher, I want to go out too!"

After talking, walk out directly from the main entrance.

"report--"

"report--"

Sound again and again.

It was always cloudy outside today. Qin Ran was lying lazily on the balcony in the corridor. His figure was thin, and he looked pleasing. He didn't take it seriously.

At this time he was still lying on his stomach, watching people come out one by one.

She could not help but cover her eyes, and after a long while, she sighed: "Fuck."

These people are crazy.

If only Qin Ran and Qiao Sheng were a few people, it might be fine, but more than half of them rushed into the corridor, and this matter could not be easily solved.

Li Airong has always looked down upon the people in Class Nine, and now it is also hot. "Okay, how much unity you are in this class. I can't teach you a group of students, and I can't use me to teach!"

She dropped the book and went directly to the office downstairs to find Gao Yang.

Class 9 was quite dynamic, and teachers from other classes came to see it.

Gao Yang came quickly. He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Li, if you have something to say, don't be angry with this group of students. These students are all in the third year of high school. This will delay their future exams. future."

"Moreover, Qin Ran's grandmother is critically ill and told me this afternoon. It's not her fault."

Li Airong is ambitious. She couldn’t see most of the students in Class 9 in her eyes, and she didn’t listen to Gao Yang’s explanation: “Futures, how good is your class, one by one?”

Her eyes fell on Qin Ran, with a sneer: "Teacher Li, you don't have to look at what is happening in your class now, and you have a bright future."

"Teacher Li, don't be impulsive." Li Airong is one of the teachers with the highest quality of English teaching in No. 1 Middle School. Listening to her, the other two watching the lively teachers advised her.

Li Airong couldn't listen to others' advice, he called directly and asked the director to come.

She doesn't want to continue to take Class 9.

Qin Ran didn't know what to say. She took the lollipop she had just handed to her and counted the color on it. She licked her lips and looked up: "Is it because I am not good at studying? So you even made your own mistakes Won't admit it?"

A quiet time on the field.

Qin Ran looked at Li Airong's face, opened the sugar paper, and bit into his mouth, with no emotional opening: "I know."

Qiao Sheng also raised his eyes and said disdainfully: "If you don't teach, you won't teach. How good do you think you teach? It's better to just change a teacher."

Li Airong didn't expect that at this time, Qin Ranqiao was not only not afraid, but also politely confronted her in front of so many people.

She pursed her lips and said sarcastically: "Yes, I will wait to see how many points you will take in your midterm exam!"

The instructor came quickly.

Li Airong is the key teacher of the school. At this time, she has to change classes, and the teaching director is also hesitant.

There are few English teachers in the 1st and 3rd grades, especially those with senior 3, basically all have qualifications.

There are nineteen classes in senior year, and ten teachers can take senior year.

The instructor first asked a teacher Li.

Qin Ran's reputation in the school is far greater than Xu Yaoguang. This teacher Li has heard of it, and everyone's teaching skills are obvious to everyone.

Even the class that Li Airong can't move, he doesn't think he can move.

He can't be rated as an excellent teacher, but he doesn't want to be the penultimate one at the end of the year.

If you change to a shift, then others must be rushing to go.

"Teacher Gao, sorry, I now take two classes." Teacher Li looked at Gao Yang very sorry.

Gao Yang found several English teachers, but almost did not agree.

Finally, only one teacher Chen agreed.

This teacher Chen is younger than Li Airong, only 28 years old.

Other teachers glanced at Mr. Chen, his face was not obvious, but they couldn't help laughing. In the end, Mr. Chen was still too young.

Li Airong dropped the burden of Class 9 and felt light.

Just thinking of Qin Ran's last expression, she felt a little uneasy in her heart and always felt that she had overlooked something.

But soon, she rejected this idea.

Qin Ran's file was very clear at the time. She took a year off from school. She didn't know how much she could remember.

Not to mention, even one year ago, her grades were extremely poor.

Class nine.

Qin Ran has been silent and silent.

Qiao Sheng originally wanted to make a few jokes. When Qin Ran's expression was twisted, he scratched his head without daring to speak first, so he walked to his seat.

The next lesson is a self-study lesson. All the people in the class are immersed in their heads.

No one spoke.

In the past, Qin Ran didn't sleep with his headphones on, or turned over with an original book.

Half of the self-study class today, Lin Siran did not hear the voice, and couldn't help looking at Qin Ran, "Ran Ran, don't blame yourself, this matter has nothing to do with you today."

Qin Ran turned his head, the beautiful Xing's eyes narrowed. When Lin Siran's eyes met, she narrowed her eyes and smiled lazily, as always Diao Erlang said: "I am studying."

Qin Ran bite the sugar in his mouth and leaned back. He continued to hold the pen on the test paper, raised his eyebrows, and did not raise his head. He said, "I have to take the first test. Fight for you first."

Digression

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