Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Qin Ran threw the phone aside, lowered his eyebrows and began to whisper the document.

Lin Siran played the game until early in the morning, and at this moment, he was lying down on the table.

Xu Yaoguang went to the office to get the physics test paper.

As soon as I entered, I saw Qin Ran's physical paper on the top row.

"Xu Yaoguang, will you help the teacher later and ask Qin Ran if you have any opinions about me?" The physics teacher was holding a thermos, worried. "Physics is so interesting, why not study physics?"

Xu Yaoguang took the paper and glanced at him without speaking.

"Okay, let's go." The physics teacher knew the high cold and said nothing. He put the thermos on the table and asked him to leave with the physical roll.

Xu Yaoguang returned to Class 9.

When the first one came to Qin Ran's paper, he gave a hand and looked at Qin Ran again. The other party turned the language, the ears were plugged in earphones on both sides, and the eyebrows were drooping. .

Still very cool posture.

The coat has no patterns or patterns, but the workmanship is extremely detailed.

Xu Yaoguang thought about it and said nothing, put down her and Lin Siran's papers and left.

After sending the paper back to the seat, Qiao Sheng and He Wen were discussing things on Weibo.

"Xu Shao, then Meng Xinran's hand speed is really faster than Yang Shen?"

He Wen also came together and showed Weibo to Weibo.

Xu Yaoguang pulled the stool away and glanced, not very interested: "No."

The voice is still clear and cold.

Qiao Sheng's heart moved, he sat up straight, "Then you know..."

Without saying a word, Xu Yaoguang took a ticket from the table hole and placed it on Qiao Sheng's table, "Qin language is for you."

Qiao Sheng didn't pick it up and knew that it was a concert ticket for Qin language.