Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

A classmate named c?

"Don't worry." Qin Ran unscrewed his head and washed his hands seriously. He didn't have to look at it and knew it was Changning.

He Chen should have mentioned to her about her being in Beijing last night.

Qin Ran didn't want to see anyone this time because of the tight schedule. She controlled her location to the vicinity of the concert hall and Beijing University. It was completely unexpected to meet He Chen.

The only thing I didn't anticipate was that He Chen, who had been a war correspondent, came back suddenly.

Qin Ran drew a towel from the side and wiped his hands.

When I went out again, Chang Ning's video call had hung up automatically.

Cheng Jun is still slowly flipping through her book, which is a foreign language, the content of which is very vague and the overall background is very depressed.

He turned quickly.

Lu Zhaoying glanced at it, and the esoteric and complicated figures gave him a headache, so he pulled out the paper she pressed underneath.

Above is a bunch of notation mixed together.

Write crossed out, crossed out and rewritten.

Lu Zhaoying raised her eyebrows, did not expect Qin Ran to have this cell, had studied music?

Thinking of this, he touched his chin, remembering Master Wei looking for Qin Ran.

The three went out together. Qin Ran took a dark coat and put it on the outside of the sweater, and then buckled the sweater's hat to his head.

When I came back last night, I knew that Qin Ran would make time to see ancient buildings today, and Lu Zhaoying volunteered to lead the way.

Although it is not a holiday, there are a lot of people who come to Beijing for tourism, mostly grandpa and grandma tour groups.

There are too many people at the main entrance, and the current limit.

It's just that Cheng Jun and Lu Zhaoying took her to the front door instead of the main door.

The gatekeeper is an old grandpa.

Grandpa should know Lu Zhaoying very well. When they saw them, they lazily raised their eyelids and opened the door.

Too lazy to say a word.

"This is not open to the public." Cheng Jun walked slowly behind her.

"Because we didn't live too far, we often came in through the wall when we were young." Lu Zhaoying watched a lot when he was a kid, not much interest.

Qin Ran didn't like these very much, but still took a lot of photos.

"Go back and show it to Mingyue," Qin Ran will stop at each attraction once, then take it seriously, and lower her eyebrows, "She likes these very much."

Cheng Jun had been looking at her photo with one hand in her pocket without any impatience.

She tried to make it as pretty as possible, but the results were average.

Later, Cheng Jun couldn't see it, and reached for her phone to help her shoot.

Qin Ran stood behind him to see the pictures he took.

"You seem to be taller than me?" She pointed to the pavilion, approaching him and opening.

"Well," Cheng Jun's ear moved slightly, but he responded casually on the face. He took a glance after taking the picture. He was not satisfied.

"Would you like one," Cheng Jun paused and smiled lazily, "Come to the capital and get a card or something?"

She has more people on WeChat.

If you punch a card, you know she is in Beijing?

Qin Ran touched his chin and shook his head, "Trouble."

Then just follow him and watch him shoot.

"Yuan Ye has studied photography," Lu Zhaoying lowered her voice and explained to her, "I bought several DSLRs and put them in the warehouse less than half a year. I have a lot of hobbies."

"Pan Mingyue likes these very much?" After explaining, Lu Zhaoying remembered that Mingyue was Qin Ran's friend.

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes." Qin Ran pulled his hat down on the sweater, explaining casually.

Ninghai is also an ancient city, but it has not been developed.

When the two skipped classes together in junior high school, she went to an internet cafe to play games, and Pan Mingyue wandered around ancient buildings everywhere.

Then go home together at night.

At the end of the semester, the class is the last to the bottom

The teachers all recognized the two of them.

Lu Zhaoying nodded, "Then she can take the Beijing University Archaeology, Cheng Mu has been there, it's okay."

He remembered Pan Mingyue's achievements. In the first forum of China, the two treasures of Hengchuan were often said to be Xu Yaoguang and Pan Mingyue, but now there is another treasure Qin Ran.

Archaeology has always been unpopular, and Pan Mingyue was more than enough to test this.

"She used to want to go wandering around the world before... Now she wants to take the prosecutor's exam." Qin Ran watched Cheng Jun finish shooting and went to the next scenic spot with a faint tone.

Hearing this answer, Lu Zhaoying felt his head.

Prosecutor?

The difference with her is really big.

The following Qin Ran seemed to be quite silent. The three of them walked around and finished all the photos. When they went out to eat, Qin Ran's mood only picked up a lot.

In the afternoon, Lu Zhaoying will take her out to play.

Qin Ran said that she was going to sleep and would get up early tomorrow to return to Ningcheng.

Downstairs, in the car.

"Yuan Jun, tell you something," Lu Zhaoying drove in front, looking at Cheng Jun with his eyes squinted in the rearview mirror. "Didn't Qin Xiaoran said to find relatives that night, and then said that her relatives were entertainers."

Cheng Jun said "en", reached out and pulled a blanket, the reaction was not particularly big.

"Then do you know who is the performer?" Lu Zhaoying snorted, "Master Wei."

Cheng Jun didn't have "en" now, he lifted his chin and sat up again, "Weilin?"

"It's him, Qin Xiaoran just listened to his concert last night," Lu Zhaoying thought for a while, and asked "When did Master Wei become a relative of Qin Xiaoran?"

Lu Zhaoying didn't question Qin Ran, but he was sure of curiosity. No matter which aspect, Qin Ran didn't get along with Master Wei.

Cheng Jun thought for a moment, then gave Lu Zhaoying the three words "Wei Zihang."

The Wei family is the first of the fragrant scholars. Although there is no real power in the capital, its reputation is very high, and several families are willing to give the Wei family a face. This is not even up to Master Jiang.

At this time, Qin Ran turned over the photos taken by Cheng Jun, then sat in a chair by the window and sent a video to Chang Ning.

She put on headphones and leaned her mobile phone against an unused cup.

I took the pen and took the paper that had not been drafted, and wrote and painted.

"Still in Beijing?" Chang Ning was watching all the applicants' information and saw her video and put it down temporarily.

It can be seen that the decoration behind her is the hotel.

"Yes." Qin Ran didn't look up and had been arranging the arrangement. She had always been very serious about the arrangement of Yanxi. This style had been conceived in her mind for several months, but she never wrote it down.

It's handy to write this time.

Chang Ning put down the mouse in his hand and looked at the camera with her very young face, still unaccustomed to saying, "When will you go and have time to see you? Tell me about this new recruit, would you like to check the list?"

"Tomorrow's plane is temporarily unavailable." Qin Ran wrote halfway, put down the pen again, picked up the mineral water set aside, twisted and took a sip.

"Why didn't you tell me to arrange your schedule for you?" Chang Ning was a little disappointed, he was grinning, "Is it for your grandmother's medicine?"

Qin Ran threw the water bottle aside, "No, there is something else," she thought again, and "Do you know Matthew?"

Chang Ning leaned back in his chair and raised his eyebrows, "Which Matthew are you talking about?"

"Interpol," it was Gu Xichi's description. Qin Ran didn't know much about it. She picked up the pen again, thought about it, and said, "Should it be?"

She just helped Lu Zhaoying solve a few troublesome people, and did not invade his personal life much.

There was no deliberate investigation.

"Do you want his information?" Chang Ning went back to 129's homepage.

As we all know, 129 has the world's largest intelligence network.

However, these materials can only be viewed within the scope of the 129 building and cannot be downloaded.

This is one of the purposes for everyone to sharpen their heads and want to squeeze into 129.

"Give me a copy." Seeing Chang Ning found it, Qin Ran bowed his head and continued to write the score.

Qin Ran did not have the idea to meet, Chang Ning actually knew which hotel she stayed in, but she didn't dare to come over without permission.

When he wanted to hang up the phone, he suddenly remembered one thing he had asked to investigate last time, "Yes, do you remember the last time the domestic drugs were suddenly transferred overseas?"

Qin Ran's hand holding the pen, listening to Chang Ning's tone, she narrowed her eyes and threw the pen, "Have you an inner feeling?"

If it were not He Chen who was just outside the country, Chen Shulan would definitely not be able to stand it.

Outsiders will never know that she can get the experimental medicine that the Lin family can't get.

"It's weird," Chang Ning tapped his fingers on the table, pondering for a moment, and then said, "The people in the first laboratory are their deans. These drugs are sent to the border for experimental reasons. The reason is far-fetched. Does your grandma know these people?"

"I know." Qin Ran nodded, didn't answer, and ruthlessly killed the donkey, "Nothing else, I hung up."

Hanging up the phone, Qin Ran couldn't write anymore.

She leaned on the back of the chair, silent for a long while, and put down her pen again.

Keep pressing the music sheet under the book, then took the jacket and backpack out.

As she approached the door, she remembered the black mask on the cabinet and folded it back to pick it up.

This was thrown to Cheng Jun when she left.

Beijing University.

When Qin Ran went, it was close to four o'clock, and there was no get out of class. There were not many people on campus.

She walked all the way to the medical department.

The hood of the sweater was buttoned up, the mask was put on, and even the chin could not be seen, but it was still cold.

The personal style is extremely obvious, and you can recognize it once you have seen it. The doorman at the access control card card recognizes her as "Yes, it is you. The professor is on a business trip and says you are coming, let me give you this."

With that said, he took out a takeaway bag from the cabinet.

Pass it to Qin Ran.

Qin Ran took it and opened it.

There is a bottle of transparent water inside, there is still a trace of white paper being torn off, and a piece of 4a paper filled with words is pressed underneath. The handwriting is both scribble and fly.

"Thank you." Qin Ran put everything in his backpack and pulled down his mask, thanking him very politely.

The doorman waved his hand and said no, and asked her, "Aren't you a student in medical school?"

If it is, then he should not have seen it before. Such a student must have an impression after seeing it once.

"No." Qin Ran put on a mask and walked out.

at the same time.

Outside the door of Beijing University.

Qin Yu Lin Wan and Ning Qing are waiting for Lin Jinxuan to come out.

"This school is so good." Ning Qing stood outside the door of Beijing University and took several photos against the door.

Many people around Ning Qing are like her.

None of them are students of Beijing University.

Domestic universities.

Naturally, Beijing University and A University are the main ones.

In the era of Ning Qing, if you could be admitted to Beijing University, all the people in the township would line up to celebrate. It was only in their place that it was difficult to get a talented student of Beijing University in the town in five years.

Mainly local poverty, and backward education.

Counting, this is the first time Ning Qing saw Beijing University.

Hesitantly, Lin Wanshi must ridicule.

However, Qin Yu's apprenticeship was imminent. According to Dai Ran's attitude towards Qin Ran, he was treated as a personal disciple. Ning Qing was also able to use Qin language and half stepped into the circle of Beijing.

Lin Wan's attitude towards her is not as casual as it used to be.

I changed the subject and said lightly, "Of course, Beijing University is good, and I will be able to speak next year."

Qin Yu just looked nervously at the school gate.

Lin Jinxuan was not slow.

He has long legs and a clear face. He walks in the crowd and stands out from the crowd. He should be very popular in the school. There will be people talking in a small place where they can be seen at a glance.

Lin Wan came to tell Lin Jinxuan that Qin Yu was fancy by Dai Ran.

He also explained to him that there is a feast for teachers.

"Depending on the situation, tomorrow I have a business to discuss with the resignation, it may not be too late." Lin Jinxuan did not agree.

Knowing that Qin Yu wanted to become Dai Ran's disciple, he only gave Qin Yu a slight look, and his expression was not a surprise.

He looked casually.

Qin Ran has not been contacted in these two days. He does not know whether the other party is still in Beijing.

Because she had only seen her at Beijing University, he would subconsciously look for her figure while walking on the road.

Not found for two days, he felt that the other party should have left.

But he didn't expect that his eyes were swept away, and he really caught him at the school gate.

But there was another boy standing beside him.

The two seemed to know each other well and were looking down.

Lin Jinxuan has been looking at a place, and the other three people can't help but follow his eyes.

At a glance, I saw Qin Ran standing at the door and the boy opposite her.

The boy seemed to hand Qin Ran a pile of things.

Lin Jinxuan was shocked to see the profile of the boy.

Qin Yu didn’t have time to hide his surprise, and said directly, “Sister hasn’t left yet? Isn’t she with Wei Zihang? Who is that person beside her?”

In such a cold day, Lin Wan still only wore a cheongsam and a fox fur shawl on her shoulders.

The people around Qin Ran are messy.

She looked away lightly, not very interested, "Who knows who it is."

Ning Qing looked light.

Lin Jinxuan recovered, he glanced at the three people, "Song Luting, last year's champion in Yuncheng, ranked first in the national volume, don't you know?"

Digression

Brother Song finally has a profile...

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