Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Twenty minutes between classes.

Qiao Sheng saw that Qin Ran got up from the table, walked over to find Qin Ran, and lay on her table and said: "Sister Ran, Meng Xinran has internal tickets. Would you like to go to the exhibition with us tomorrow?"

Qin Ran took the book out, turned a page, raised his eyebrows: "Don't go."

He Wen held a mobile phone behind Qiao Sheng, listening to the sound seems to be playing a game: "Ah, I'm dead, I'm dying! I don't want to lose in the promotion game!"

Noisy, the brain hurts.

Qin Ran remembered him. When she was rejected by Li Airong before, he was the first to come out with Qiao.

"Give me." Qin Ran leaned against the wall, squeezed his wrist again, and asked He Wen to give her the phone.

"Sister Ran, what are you doing?" He Wen took the time to look at Qin Ran.

Qin Ran glanced at the interface of his phone: "Help you get promoted."

"Don't, Sister Ran, don't joke. I'll go to Miss Meng." He Wen quickly said, "Sister Ran, don't disturb me. I'm in a tight time now. If this attack card is dead, I'm not saved." Now!"

When He Wen finished speaking, he turned to Meng Xinran.

Qin Ran touched his nose, and then continued reading slowly, okay.

At noon, finish self-study lunch.

Qin Ran's self-study usually does not come to the class, everyone in Class 9 knows.

After eating, Meng Xinran took out the bag in the table hole and wanted to take out the admission ticket.

A group of people surrounded him, "Student Meng, without a ticket, let me look up!"

Meng Xinran opened the chain and touched it.

No tickets were encountered.

When Meng Xinran's calm expression changed, she forgot the contents of the bag and dropped it on the table.

There are only a bunch of expensive dying bottles and lipsticks, not to mention a few tickets, half of them were not seen.

The people around looked at each other.

Meng Xinran clenched his fists in his fingers, and his face was green, "Dare to move my stuff, very good!"

The other people around looked at each other, and their smiles gathered.

"Classmate Meng..."

Meng Xinran lost his ticket.

"The study committee and I first came at noon today, and neither of us took it." The two students changed.

Meng Xinran didn't know what he remembered.

She strode to Qin Ran's table.

After coming to this class for so long, she also knows that Qin Ran is the last to leave every time.

Her face was cold, her eyes were cold, and she didn't think about it, she reached down and pushed down Qin Ran's table.

Wow la la--

The information book on the table, the love letter in the table hole, and a bunch of foreign documents all fell to the ground.

The whole class was quiet.

Xia Fei quickly said: "Don't move Sister Ran's things..."

Meng Xinran didn't speak. He didn't even bother to use his hands. He kicked a bunch of things on the ground with his feet.

brush--

One ticket fell out of a foreign novel.