Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Qiao froze for a while, holding the phone while raising his head, "Xu Shao?"

Xu Yaoguang looked down at the phone without answering.

He stared at Yang Fei's Weibo for a while and clicked directly to comment.

A glance at some of the hot comments above, the first hot comment is-

"I am the only one waiting for the news that the big brother will give me the science qr trumpet?"

"Is there really anyone with a faster hand speed than Yang Shen?"

The microblog that Yang Fei sent at that time attracted the attention of many people in and outside the industry, and everyone was looking for who the qr was.

No one believed that Yang Feite was just an unimportant person.

In the information age, how powerful the network is, and netizens are also magical.

However, they encountered Waterloo on the "qr" trumpet. They couldn't find the news, they couldn't find at all--

"The eye is a big guy. I asked my doctoral friend of Peking University Computer to find the id of qr. He said it was dark."

"Upstairs, my computer was almost attacked and I couldn't afford it."

"..."

After Xu Yaoguang swept, there was no expression on his face, and his slender and clean fingertips nodded. He followed Yang Feifa's Ai characteristics. He was a small Weibo with 590,000 followers, followers 1, and Weibo 0.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

If you saw Yang Fei's Weibo the day before, Xu Yaoguang would not think much about it, but Qin Ran only logged into the qr game account last night.

One uppercase one lowercase--

Xu Yaoguang is hard to think about.

He didn't say anything, just glanced at Qiao Sheng in silence, his eyebrows were very handsome, but his eyes were dark and clear, as if he was intimate.

Qiao Sheng took the book, turned his head down casually, and didn't dare to stare at Xu Yaoguang.

Xu Yaoguang nodded his head, returned the phone to Qiao Sheng, and turned sideways, saying nothing more.

Qiao Sheng looked over from the back. Xu Yaoguang didn't seem to be doing exercises, but bowed his head to draw something on the paper.

During the class, Gao Yang carried his hands on his back and walked slowly to Class 9.

The nine people who had been sitting together and playing games immediately huddled away and sat back in their seats.

Gao Yang still smiled, he was not harsh on students.

He glanced at Qin Ran, Xu Yaoguang, Qiao Sheng's face one by one, and finally looked at He Wen. He stepped to his side, knocked on his desk, and motioned him to follow.

In the office, Gao Yang asked slowly: "What happened last night?"

This matter is not a secret. He Wen said it. After he finished, he paused and added another sentence: "It's the first thing to pick a class."

"Well, it's still important to learn to play." Gao Yang nodded.

Let He Wen go back.

He was unclear and did not say a word of criticism.

Li Airong got up from the office chair and stepped on high heels. "Teacher Gao, the students of your class slander our students in the forum, and organize large-scale games. They are all in the third grade. You don't criticize anything. Is that the case? "

"Otherwise," Gao Yang's chubby face was completely puzzled. "Did you not hear? The computer was taken by your class students. The thing was provokes by your class. How can I criticize them?"

"Even if you don't care about them, think about what our students study..."

Gao Yang didn't finish listening, and laughed again. He sat slowly on the seat and unscreaked the thermos and drank tea: "Qin Ran, Qiao Sheng and Xu Yaoguang mastermind, if you feel that bother your class, go find them Talk about it."

Li Airong couldn't say a word, not to mention these three people, even half of them didn't dare to mess with it.

With a sigh of relief, she returned to her desk. When she passed the physics teacher, she saw the Qin Ran's paper in his hand, which was still not written.

Li Airong felt better in his heart.

Gao Yang ignored Li Airong, but looked at the note from Qin Ran who applied for leave and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the morning, Chang Ning gave Qin Ran a voice without any hesitation.

Qin Ran turned on the mute and turned off the vibration, but didn't care much about him.

Then I started to read the list that Chang Ning sent to her.

A batch of people ordered to 129, but 129 did not receive many orders every month. Chang Ning gave Qin Ran the screened list. After turning around, Qin Ran didn't find the list he wanted.

The last get out of class ends.

Qin Ran continued to wait for the Class 9 people to run out, and then walked slowly towards the direction of the school medical room.

Chang Ning's voice continued to come.

Qin Ran put on the headset, clicked the connect button, and tucked the phone into his pocket.

It was windy outside. She reached out and put on her coat hat, and pulled the zipper to the top to cover her chin.

Chang Ning in the capital looked through the candidates on the computer and said quietly, "Little student, have you forgotten something?"

Qin Ran pulled the collar and covered his nose. "What?"

"Exam questions for new members this year." Chang Ning drew a cigarette from his pocket and started with a chuckle, and said with a chuckle, "Don't you really forget?"

"No, the test questions are not in a hurry," Qin Ran squinted, a little carelessly, "definitely before you recruit a new one."

When walking to the school doctor's office, Cheng Jun and Lu Zhaoying were not there, only Cheng Mu was taking medicine for a student.

Qin Ran reached out and pulled the hat down, and looked at the grass inside, placed on a glass dish. She thought about it and threw the phone on the sofa, walked over to the glass dish and looked closely.

One outside the door.

Pan Mingyue was wearing her school uniform and her short short hair.

"Lin Jinxuan has already returned to Beijing, and I can't drag it anymore," opened the car after the resignation, and took out a bag of things from it and handed it to Pan Mingyue. "It may not be possible to come back years ago."

Pan Mingyue took it, bowed his head.

It should be gloves, scarves and various medicines.

The speech bowed his head, counted his fingers, voice, and a little wronged: "Two hundred and three days, and two hundred and three days before the college entrance examination."

"I can't decide this either." Pan Mingyue changed his hand to carry the bag.

The speech reached out and hugged her, "Go, my brother takes you to dinner."

As soon as he turned around, the phone in his pocket rang.

The speech glanced at a series of phone numbers. He didn't save his name. He glanced lightly and hung up directly.

In less than a minute, Lin Jinxuan's call came.

Lin Jinxuan at the end of the phone had a soft voice, "Where is the moon?"

"Well," the voice of the speech became a little cold and careless. "Don't talk, I'll queue her first."

Then he lowered his head again, and the voice was obviously much lower: "It's a little windy here, you're waiting here, I'll go to the queue."

Beijing side.

Lin Jinxuan looked at the woman with wavy curls and beautiful makeup in front of her, nodding politely: "Hear? No one will be waiting for you in place."

He spoke a foreign voice.

The woman put on her sunglasses and glanced at Lin Jinxuan. Without speaking, she turned and left.

Pan Mingyue was waiting at a dead end, holding a pill in his hand, a little dazed.

The familiar footsteps sounded.

Pan Mingyue nervously put the medicine back in his pocket.

Then he looked up at the remarks trotting over.

The speech hurried today's plane and left without stopping for ten minutes.

"Hey, aren't you Qin Xiaoran's friend?" Lu Zhaoying and Cheng Jun saw Pan Mingyue when they got off the car.

The stud on his ear was dazzling in the cold.

"The two of you really don't really look like friends," Lu Zhaoying shook his cell phone, laughing arrogantly. "I'm going to buy milk tea for Qin Xiaoran, do you want it?"

Since the last time I went to the school doctor's office to get medicine, Pan Mingyue deliberately avoided the two.

Lu Zhaoying was still very familiar with her, Cheng Jun just looked at her slowly. There was no sympathy, no disgust, no inquiry in those beautiful eyes.

Light, like seeing a stranger.

The hand pinched by Pan Mingyue slowly loosened.

When Lu Zhaoying quickly returned with two bags of milk tea, Pan Mingyue had already left.

At noon Xu Yaoguang didn't go out for dinner, only let Qiao Sheng bring him a meal and return to the dormitory.

He was thoughtful all morning.

When Qiao Sheng arrived at his dormitory, Xu Yaoguang was looking at a piece of paper.

He placed the packed rice beside Xu Yaoguang's table and looked down at what Xu Yaoguang was looking at.

A paper.

Very empty, only a few characters were written.

The top row of q, 700+.

The following row of qr, 280+.

The last row is qr, a question mark.

Three more god cards were written on the left, and a circle was played.

Circles are also drawn between 700+ and 280+.

Still wrong.

Xu Yaoguang tapped his fingers on the table, squinting slightly.

In addition to the first row, Qiao Sheng knew.

However, he was guilty and didn't dare to read more. He only sat on the chair on the other side with his legs on the table and turned on the phone to start playing games.

It was quite strange. This was the first time that Qiao Sheng saw that he was interested in things other than physical violin.

Xu Yaoguang opened the lunch box and ate while holding chopsticks in his right hand.

The mobile phone on hand turned on. It should be a message from Qin Yu. Xu Yaoguang opened it with his left hand.

Suddenly, the hand raised halfway stopped, and Xu Shaoguang raised his head sharply.

His eyes were fixed on 700+ in the first line.

He had seen Qin Ran's drawing board and used his right hand.

Digression

Good morning_