Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

The toilet is at the end of the passage, and the whole passage is very long, with only yellow lights on.

Quietly even a slight dripping sound can almost be heard.

The light is a bit dark, but the figure can be seen clearly.

As an ashes fan of Yang Fei, how could Qiao Sheng not know Yang Fei?

In particular, he didn't change his clothes, he was still the ost uniform.

And his opposite-

The girl hung her head slightly, leaned lazily against the wall, her hands clasped her chest, her gesture was a little careless, and she showed a cynicism.

The cap was still on the top of the head, and the brim of the hat was low. At this angle, her eyes could not be seen, only her lower jaw.

Qiao Sheng took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and opened it again.

The figure opposite Yang Fei was still there, and he was right.

The two seemed to be thinking about things, and did not notice that someone in this remote toilet would come over.

Qiao Sheng heard his very erratic voice: "Ran... Sister Ran."

The sound appeared suddenly.

Yang Fei's delicate eyebrows were slightly picked. He turned sideways, looking at the direction of Qiao Sheng, and when he saw that the brows were frowning, he glanced at Qin Ran again.

Qin Ran turned his head and looked at Qiao Sheng's voice.

He lifted his chin towards him again, motioning him to stay where he was.

"For the time being," Qin Ran stood up straight, "No one wants to see."

Yang Fei nodded, although disappointed, but because of the appearance of Qiao Sheng, he didn't say anything.

He looked at Qiao Sheng and nodded. "Hello, this is Yang Fei."

Qiao Sheng didn't react.

Yang Fei went to the toilet.

Qin Ran took two steps forward. She raised her hand slightly, took off Qiao Sheng's hat, and knocked on his head. "You can wake up, boy."

Qiao Sheng glanced at her faintly.

Open your mouth, if you have just brewed a belly.

Qin Ran threw the hat to him, walked out with one hand, interrupted him, some cynical at random: "I will ask you three questions."

Satiated, Qiao Sheng put on his hat and caught up. "You are very familiar with Yang Shen and Yi Jiming?"

Qin Ran glanced sideways and glanced at Qiao Sheng, the smile on his mouth was lazy, as if Qiao Sheng asked a mentally retarded question, "Of course, next."

"Just..." Qiao Sheng was despised. He kept up with Qin Ran's pace and tilted his head again. "The female player Yang Fei just said on stage is you, isn't Meng Xinran right?"

"Yes." Qin Ran didn't hide it, she nodded generously, "The last one."

Asking the last question, Qiao Sheng's pace slowed down.

Qin Ran looked at him sideways and raised his eyebrows: "You said."

"It's just..." Qiao Sheng pursed his lips, and the whole passage went more than half. The echo was still obvious. He could hear his voice clearly: "Are you creating the three god cards of the ost team?"

Qin Ran gave a smile, she smiled, a little lazy, "Keen, boy."

Even though it was expected, Qiao Sheng couldn't recover.

No one can create character cards for Kyushu Tour, but there are only a few that can create god cards.

Able to possess god cards are all ace teams of various countries.

Because the god card pays attention to the character design and the arrangement of consecutive moves, the most important thing is that the god card you create must be traceable, and you can find a trace, rather than sketching a character to give him a skill.

Before this, everyone including Qiao Sheng felt that the god card of ost was created by a team.

It wasn't until last night that Qiao Sheng knew that it was created by the first generation of ost players.

In fact, ost fans have three points, Yang Fei’s undefeated myth, ost’s irresistible momentum, and three great cards.

Especially all fans know that the first two points are based on the three great cards.

If they knew that all three god cards were created by the same...

That man was still Qin Ran, and Qiao Sheng expected that everyone must be crazy.

"After finishing the question, go back." Qin Ran turned and went on.

"Then do you still play games?" Qiao Sheng continued to catch up and asked in a low voice. The voice was obviously excited. "Will you still be on stage with Yang Shen?"

"If you want to play anything, you have to take the college entrance examination." Qin Ran said casually. "And, my hand speed is not high, 200 left hand, do you want me to be sprayed?"

Qiao Sheng: "..."

The two returned to Lu Zhaoying and Xu Yaoguang.

When she went back, Lu Zhaoying was chatting with a fan leader of Yang Fei, and she also took a support cap from her.

They stood beside the railing of the passage, and the position was below the railing. Meng Xinran stood there, and the three boys beside her stood with their heads upright.

Because the director just gave Meng Xinran a shot, someone recognized her and waited on the side.

A bit noisy, Qin Ran put on the headphones and put the phone in his coat pocket.

"Let's go." She propped a railing in her hand and watched Lu Zhaoying.

The boys in Class 9 grabbed the railings and wanted to wait for Yang Feng to shake their heads and did not plan to leave.

Qiao Sheng put his hand on the railing and smiled unpredictably, "No need to wait, Yang Shen will not go to Meng Xinran."

A boy paused, then looked up: "Qiao Sheng I know you are jealous of Meng Xinran, needless to say, I understand."

Lu Zhaoying hesitantly glanced at Meng Xinran's direction, and after thinking about it, she planned to leave Qin Ran first.

"This is for you," he handed the support cap from the fan to Qin Ran, and pointed to the one on her head. "The one on your head is too old and replaced with a new one."

"Don't change it," Qin Ran pressed the hat above his head with his hand, and said very calmly, "I miss the old one."

"Okay." Lu Zhaoying didn't care too much and left the hat by herself.

Xu Yaoguang is not interested in these.

He didn't wear a support hat, he just took out his phone and talked to Qiao Sheng, "The tickets are here, I will go home first."

The tone is as calm as ever.

Qiao Sheng knew that he was talking about the ticket sent to him by Qin Yu, nodded, and waved him away.

Xu Yaoguang thought about it, and said to Lu Zhaoying again.

Lu Zhaoying waved her hand at will.

Qiao Sheng knew Lu Zhaoying, but the others in Class 9 didn't know it. It was curious to see Xu Yaoguang greet Lu Zhaoying specially.

Passing Qin Ran, his eyes were not squinted.

Qiao Sheng saw this scene and paused for a moment: Do you know Xu Shao, the creator of the god card in front of you!

It's already seven o'clock after coming out.

Cheng Jun is still picking them up.

Back at the villa, Cheng Butler had taken the time to bring up all the dishes.

Cheng Jun hand on the table, half body on the side, casually asked: "Is there any plans to go to Beijing in the near future."

Lu Zhaoying swiped his Weibo while eating, and when he heard this sentence, he gave a meal.

Unbelievably looked up at Cheng Jun.

Jun, are you crazy?!

People are still in high school, so you blatantly make people skip classes?!

Cheng Jun raised his head and looked at him.

Cheng Guan, who was standing on the sidelines, also looked at Cheng Jun with some words.

Then he frowned slightly and looked at Qin Ran.

Finally sighed.

"There is indeed something that I haven't figured out yet." Qin Ran thought of the tickets Chen Shulan gave her, and she was quite irritable.

She lowered her eyebrows, the cold and dry between her eyebrows, Lu Zhaoying saw that she didn't dare to mention it.

After eating, Qin Ran will continue to return to Class 9, saying that he will study on his own.

On Saturday, the nine shifts came together. Basically, there was no homework to gather together to discuss today's exhibition.

Qin Ran sat on his stool, leaned lazily against the wall, put on headphones impatiently, took out the copybook and began to practice.

"Ran Ran, do you sign up for a Weibo?" Lin Siran leaned over, "We're fans, I heard that Meng Xinran has two million followers."

Because Meng Xinran was cueed by Yang Fei today, Yang Fei's fans are comparable to the peak traffic of the second line, and he directly touched Meng Xinran's Weibo.

An "I have" was swallowed by her. She remembered telling Lin Siran whether she had not.

"Trouble." She said casually, then wrote slowly.

Lin Siran held her chin to watch her, "I help you register, your life seems like an old man!"

The mobile phone number hasn't been registered yet, and Qin Ran handed the phone to Lin Siran. The practiced words in his hand kept on: "Get it yourself."

Lin Siran took Qin Ran’s mobile phone and found that when he touched it, he unlocked it automatically.

She was anxiously tweeting, didn't think too much, and happily downloaded a Weibo and registered.

When thinking of the name, Lin Siran bit his finger before registering a Weibo account-qr.

Qin Ran seemed to like this style quite a bit, and looked at it for a while.

In less than one night, less than ten powders were added. In addition to zombie powder, it was Lin Siran. Compared to Meng Xinran’s two million army, it was mosquito legs.

In the evening, study yourself next night.

After taking a shower, Qin Ran wore a long dress, came out while wiping her hair, and remembered something, and said to Lin Siran: "The game characters have sent it to you."

Lin Siran immediately boarded the game and received three emails in the game mailbox.

Qin Ran gave her three characters, an old man, an old man with a snake head, and a woman she had seen last time.

The image of the first two characters is not good-looking, and the female in the back is dressed like a fairy, Lin Siran likes it very much.

Also took this character card to play a copy of the game.

After playing a game, the person in the copy of the game just added her friend crazy.

Send voice.

This game is voice-capable.

"Ran Ran, there are so many games in ai. I am still a newcomer. How could there be so many people add my friends and send me voices." Lin Siran didn't add one, didn't even hear the news, and continued to a junior. Copy.

The momentum is like breaking through bamboo.

Qin Ran wiped her hair without any hassle, and Lin Siran said she was "careless".

She touched the pocket of the clothes she changed today and found two tickets, and she grabbed it in the original book.

Qiao Sheng's bedroom, he was looking at the class group and followed Qun Ran's Weibo along the group.

[He Wen]: Today is a lemon essence jg

[Xia Fei]: Meng Xinran’s fans are already 2.1 million!

Others felt terrible one after another. The Ninth Class didn't have much affection for Meng Xin, but it was sour at the moment.

Before, Meng Xinranfei had only 1.2 million fans, and most of them bought zombie fans.

Nine hundred thousand live powder grew in one night.

Qiao Sheng clicked into the link and saw the Weibo headline at a glance-

[Esports star Yang Shen said at the Open this afternoon that he likes a teammate very much, and he also enjoys playing games with each other with an ambiguous tone.

There are few female e-sports players, only one ost. Xiaobian finds out her Weibo. She was the talented hand-speed player Meng Xinran who played as a substitute last time!

Meng Xinran, joined the ost team a year ago, is a very promising horror player, the hand speed exceeds Yi Jiming......]

Joe slammed his phone.

In addition to the fans themselves, these people must have bought the heat.

Qiao Sheng knew that Yang Fei wasn’t talking about Meng Xinran today. Qin Ran’s Yunguang Consortium must know that ost and Yunguang Consortium would not buy this heat.

It is definitely Meng Xinran who bought this popularity.

Qiao Shengjing puffed himself up, but there was no way. What should he do? Send a microblog saying that Yang Fei is not Meng Xin but Qin Ran?

There are so many Weibo sprays, and I don’t know how many people will come to Qin Ran because of this.

Lin family, Meng Xinran did not wait for Yang Fei in the exhibition match.

She estimated that Yang Fei avoided other fans, and did not care.

Zhangsao served tea to a few people sitting in the living room.

With two tickets, Ning Qing is telling Lin Qi about going to Beijing.

"Ms. Watch's Weibo has gained 900,000 followers and hundreds of thousands of comments today." Zhangsao has been following Meng Xinran's Weibo, and she opened her lips with a smile.

Meng Xinran smiled indifferently, "It's all rubbing the light of Yang Shen, uncle, I went upstairs to sleep."

Lin Qi nodded his head.

When Meng Xinran went upstairs, he asked Zhangsao Meng Xinran what happened on Weibo.

Lin Qi sighed after watching the family for a while.

This heat is comparable to third-tier stars.

"Yes, Miss Watch is now famous." Zhangsao laughed.

Ning Qing looked at the ticket of Qin language in his hand, and he was slightly relieved.

The popularity of Weibo has always been high.

Until someone Sunday night, someone picked out a post on the official website-

Screenshot post and leave a message-

[Ost never announced the hand speed ranking, but I remember Yang Shen said that he was only second, so will this first be...]

This rhythm came together, and on Sunday night, the hot search was straight ahead.

Monday morning.

Meng Xinran stepped on the spot and came to the school.

There were wide sunglasses on the bridge of the nose. From her to the first class, there were people watching her along the way, and the courageous went to ask her "Yang Shen".

Meng Xinran was as arrogant as ever, saying nothing.

Class nine.

Qin Ran’s head didn’t sleep well at night. She leaned lazily at the table and pulled out her language to read.

As soon as the phone rang, it was Yang Fei's WeChat and asked if she had a Weibo.

Qin Ran narrowed his eyes, too lazy to talk nonsense, and threw the trumpet directly.

Digression

Ah ah hope there is a space where time is still, give me enough time to write quietly (tot)