Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

In the nine shifts for more than two months, some people did take her as a friend.

Qin Ran has never been stingy with his friends.

Qiao Sheng Those people tried their best to enter this exhibition game.

For Qin Ran, this ticket is just one sentence.

In addition to the stack for Qiao Sheng, she also left a private ticket for the meeting to Lu Zhaoying.

The expressions on the faces of the three boys who helped Meng Xinran move the table gradually disappeared.

Nine class students who saw what was on the table, no one said anything.

These days, it's all about the performance tickets. The performance tickets are very limited. There are only limited to one ashes for fans of the ashes level.

So Meng Xinran's tickets will set off an uproar in one.

From Qiao Sheng's order for these tickets, it can be seen that Meng Xinran is almost everything.

There were only four tickets.

Right now, a stack?

Qiao Sheng was also stunned. He carefully gathered all the scattered tickets together, all stacked together, which was even more impressive.

"Lying trough?!" He Wen was shocked.

Qiao Sheng felt the thickness and was stunned. He turned them one by one. All of them are ost tickets for different exhibition games, even private tickets for the meeting, a whole stack!

If it is another ticket, people on the spot will not have such a big reaction.

But in the past few days, the four tickets in Meng Xinran's hands have reached a level of enthusiasm, and Meng Xinran himself is very complacent about the votes in his hands.

However, the stack with Qiao Sheng is incomparable at all.

All people subconsciously tilted their heads to Qin Ran.

Feeling the misaligned line of sight, Qin Ran frowned, saying casually: "The tickets for their three exhibition matches were met with a private meeting. There should be seven or eight of each kind, not counted."

Qiao Sheng was confused, he looked down at the tickets in his hand, "Seven or seven or eight?"

Seven or eight of each?

"Because it was late, there weren't many tickets left." Qin Ran continued to pick up the headphones and slowly put on himself, he didn't care much about the opening: "I don't know if it's enough points."

Others looked at the stack of tickets in Qiao Sheng's hands and completely silenced Qin Ran's "not much".

The triumphant arrogance on the faces of the three classmates in class one all disappeared.

Show off with people, how to show off?

A stack of people!

Even tickets for private meetings!

Going back to class one in disgrace.

When Meng Xinran and the group of people all left, the talents of Class 9 seemed to be a balloon pierced by a needle.

"Qiao Sheng, give me a look at the tickets!"

"Qiao Sheng, from today on, you are my lost father for many years!"

"You licking dogs, you can't do anything to get tickets. Brother, do you remember your younger brother who fell away from childhood?"

"..."

Qiao Sheng immediately raised his hand, "In this way, in addition to the four of us, there are still three tickets left for each one, can each get one?"

"father!"

"One is enough, one is enough!"

There are a lot of fans in the class, and there are more votes. There are more than 16 votes in total. If there are not enough points, Qiao Sheng will let them guess.

He is so lively and terrible here, but there is no one in Qin Ran who dares to approach.

She was wearing headphones, writing down very slowly, and her side eyebrows were impatient.

The person who got the ticket cheered, but Qiao Sheng raised his hand to make them quiet, and then gestured Qin Ran's direction.

The noisy voice disappeared instantly, and everyone put a chain on their mouth. After the heat of the ticket passed, everyone subconsciously looked at Qin Ran's direction.

Qin Ran changed his posture with a cold expression.

Everyone immediately looked away.

"Did you just see the expressions of the three people in a class?" Qiao Sheng seated, He Wen and these people were learning the three boys who deliberately showed off. "I saw someone's expression change for the first time. So fast."

After saying this, he fell silent again.

"Cough," In the end, He Wen broke Shen Jing first. He glanced at Qin Ran's direction. "You said where did Sister Ran come from? There are only four tickets for Meng Xinran."

This is because Meng Xinran was previously a substitute for ost and also played once.

Others did not speak.

Xu Yaoguang raised his eyes. He glanced at Qin Ran thoughtfully. His beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "She must not get it herself. Someone should give it to her."

Qiao Sheng knew that Xu Yaoguang must have thought of the school doctor's office.

Thinking he could not help but looked down.

The seat number is the consecutive number in the second row of the infield a area.

Qiao Sheng had seen the ticket that Lu Zhaoying had given to Qin Ran in five rows.

I don't know why, he always had the illusion that this ticket was not given to Qin Ran by the school doctor.

But if not... Where did Qin Ran's ticket come from?

People in Class 9 hardly wrote very seriously this evening.

The most calm in the class, apart from Qin Ran, was Lin Siran, who had been stimulated by the bunch of albums he had said.

She calmly came up with a set of questions to do.

I didn't look up at Qin Ran until late in the evening.

Qin Ran still plugged in the headphones, holding a pen in his hand, and slowly practiced writing.

The pen was pure black and had a good-looking appearance, and the cap was inlaid with a crystal similar to a broken diamond.

It looks kind of mysterious.

Xia Fei, who came to wait for the two, felt strangely beautiful, "Sister Ran, where did you buy this? I want to buy it too."

She doesn't have any hobbies. She likes to collect good-looking pens, notebooks, and erasers. She doesn't want to throw away even the nice refills she has written.

Everyone in the class went back to the bedroom.

Qin Ran was taking off her headphones, and when Xia Fei said, she also looked down at the pen and turned around. She didn’t find the trademark. “I don’t know. Someone gave it to me. Take a picture and go search online. ."

She handed the pen to Xia Fei.

Put away the copybook and put it in the table hole.

Lin Siran glanced and found that the copybook had no cover.

Xia Fei turned over her pen and found no logo. The feel of holding the pen in her hand was even better. It was small and exquisite. She immediately took out her mobile phone and took a high-definition picture.

Qiao Sheng was still waiting for Qin Ran at the door, and when he saw the three girls grinning, he walked up and walked over, holding a box in his arms.

He risked the box that Xu Yaoguang used to hold the medal to hold the ticket.

"Sister Ran, why don't you go yet?" He came over, quite a dogleg.

"It's about to go." Xia Fei took the picture before putting away her phone.

Qin Ran handed her the pen again.

Qin Ran put the pen in the pen pocket, and then said: "It looks good, but it is easy to scratch."

Especially with collisions like compasses.

"Then I bought it and took a pencil case to install it separately." Xia Fei nodded.

Just the next evening I studied at that time, the whole teaching building was full of loud voices and noisy. At this time, almost all the people were gone, and then they were quiet.

Qiao Sheng followed Qin Ran down the stairs holding the box.

Xu Yaoguang is sending the physical volume to the office.

He put the paper on the desk of the physics teacher and thought about it for some time. He didn't know the purpose and turned over the third paper.

That paper is Qin Ran's.

Qin Ran achieved a perfect score in other subjects, which was very good. Xu Yaoguang was surprised at most, but he didn't care.

Only he is very interested in physics.

He swept back from beginning to end.

This paper didn't write a word from beginning to end.

The physics teacher asked Qin Ran why he didn't write, and Qin Ran's answer was no.

She can write mathematics problems that are so difficult to understand in mathematics. It doesn't make sense that physics does not.

But if she could, she would not leave the physics class alone.

The biggest possibility is that she will, but not as good as other departments.

Xu Yaoguang thought lightly, stuffed Qin Ran's test paper back, and locked the office door before going out.

Qiao Sheng and his party who just came downstairs happened.

When Qin Ran and the three of them returned to the girls' dormitory.

Qiao Sheng touched his chin, "I just asked Sister Ran, she said that the ticket was given to her by someone else."

"Well," Xu Yaoguang didn't have any accidents, his eyes were clear and cold: "It should be those two people."

He glanced at the direction of the school doctor's office.

ost he understands, he doesn't know about Yunguang Consortium, but he also heard a little.

Although he is not a fan of Yang Fei, he has also seen the ost game. Before this game, he also thought that the trustee won the ticket, but he didn't get it.

So with Qin Ran, Xu Yaoguang didn't believe she could get so many votes.

"Xu Shao, are you going to the exhibition match tomorrow?" Qiao Sheng still holding the box, asked with a head tilted.

Xu Yaoguang thought for a while and then said: "Go."

Qiao Sheng changed his position, "I don't see how much you like Yang Shen, or other people in ost, why do you have to go to the game?"

Apart from physics and violin, Qiao Sheng never saw him like anything else.

"Who said I don't like the members of the ost team?" Xu Yaoguang narrowed his eyes, his eyes deep.

When he arrived at Xu Yaoguang's dormitory, Qiao Sheng stopped outside the door and didn't go in. He had to ask: "No, you don't even like Yang Shen, ost and other members can get into your eyes?"

Digression

The ball ticket flower pinch counts: the front is again choppy, and everyone likes to watch the off-horse plot haha!

Today is still a day waiting for computers...

Good morning, see you in the afternoon