Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Mu Xiaoyuyu is a college student. Last year, he focused on the blogger Qin Yu because of a hotly searched violin video.

She studies music, and few violin masters of the Qin language level will come out as a Weibo blogger and learn various violin techniques.

Looks good, plays the violin well, or is a Beijing University student, which one is not a fan?

Mu Xiaoyuyu is one of the most loyal fans. Last year, Qin's violin performance was her pit song. Naturally, I remember it very clearly.

However, her comments were buried under many comments, without a splash of water.

She originally wanted to repost, but every time she basically grabbed Qin's popular comments, it was also a big fan of Qin, and she could not black Qin without any evidence. After thinking about it, Mu Xiaoyu Fish saved the blogger’s violin video and began to score.

Make comparison evidence.

**

On this side, Qin Ran returned to Tinglan and went directly upstairs to pick up Pan Mingyue's video.

She and Pan Mingyue, Qiao Sheng, and Lin Siran were all admitted to Beijing University. Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School gave them a nickname of Beijing University and Big Four.

Lin Siran came a month ago, and both Pan Mingyue and Qiao Sheng came over tomorrow and signed up the day after tomorrow.

Qin Ran's violin can be put on a stage temporarily, and then they will determine the time of arrival tomorrow.

"I will come with Uncle Feng tomorrow, and they will arrive at more than four in the afternoon." The four people opened a group chat video. Pan Mingyue is still ********, she pressed her glasses and her voice was very low.

There are only a few flights every day from Yuncheng to Beijing.

Qiao Sheng seemed to be on the sofa downstairs. He touched his head and leaned close to the camera. "I will be there at noon tomorrow."

"I'll pick you up," Lin Siran discovered that she had three god cards. She was more than playing games or games every day. She said excitedly, "Come on, let's face black!"

Knowing that they could be there tomorrow, Qin Ran was in a good mood. She sat at the table, leaning back against the chair, and turned on the computer by the way. The computer page still had no icons.

She pressed a few keys at random, and a file library appeared. From the file library, find the file that Chang Ning gave her last time.

Several forces investigating her are mainly Ouyang's family and the Institute of Capital Research.

Qin Ran's fingertips were tapping on the table, his eyes were fixed on the Capital Research Institute No.1, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

**

Downstairs, Cheng Mu was preparing to hold the pot of grass upstairs.

The doorbell rang.

He put down the flower pot and went outside to open the door. There were always many guests coming to Tinglan. The old man came to have a cup of tea at two ends of the day.

Cheng Jin said tonight that it was almost this time to come back.

Cheng Mu opened the door, thinking that it would be Cheng Jin they came back.

I didn't expect to open the door, it was a face I didn't know at all.

The other person was tall, wearing a soft casual clothing, and still holding a delicate bag in his hand. When he saw Cheng Mu, he smiled slightly, just like Lang Yue, and Qingya made dust: "Excuse me, is Qin Ran asleep?"

First, it was not Miss Qin Ran.

Second, I only asked Qin Ran if he was asleep, and he was quite sure that Qin Ran lived here.

Cheng Mu received these two signals and an alarm sounded in her head, "Miss Qin is practicing the piano upstairs."

"I know," the other party didn't say anything, just smiled, the color of snow and ice seemed to melt, and he reached out to hand Cheng Mu the bag in his hand, "Then will you give me this for her?"

There is no need to speak in to find Qin Ran, the tone is soothing.

Cheng Mu felt much better than Lord Jun's thief.

"Then you are..." Cheng Mu took the bag. After all, it was Qin Ran's thing, and he didn't dare.

"No, she is just who I am." After the man finished, he turned and left, and entered the elevator.

After his figure disappeared completely, Cheng Mu took the bag and walked into the room in doubt.

I saw Cheng Jun coming downstairs at a glance.

"Juan Ye." Cheng Mu stood straight.

"Well," Cheng Jun drank at night, but he didn't get up, but he had some alcohol on his body, and took a bath before coming down. He was wearing cotton pajamas and was not as sharp as before. "Who has come?"

He poured a glass of water from the kitchen and noticed the delicate little bag in Cheng Mu's hands.

The bag is very empty, only in the lower left corner, there is a logo that is not particularly obvious and resembles a flower.

He leaned against the stairs and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Cheng Mu was very nervous. "It's a gentleman. I asked him who he was, and he didn't answer. She said that Miss Qin knew who he was when he saw something, and it should be someone Qin is familiar with."

After so long with Qin Ran, Cheng Mu became more and more calm.

After all, there are too many people I have met, not to mention Cheng Jun, a blockbuster.

After he finished speaking, he didn't hear Cheng Jun's reply, and the atmosphere seemed to fall into an extremely strange silence.

Cheng Mu touched his head, "Jun...yeah?"

"Give me something." Cheng Jun slowly reached out.

Cheng Mu immediately handed the bag in his hand to Cheng Jun.

Cheng Jun took a look at it, there should be something in the bag, not very heavy, probably the weight of a small tea cup.

He didn't turn it over, just glanced down at the bag, and then took another sip of the water in the glass before he walked upstairs.

Stop outside Qin Ran's door.

Knock on the door.

Qin Ran just hung up the video with Qiao Sheng and others, went to get the things in his backpack, and came over to open the door.

Cheng Jun leaned against the door frame, playing with a bag in his slender, jade-like hand, a little lazy gesture.

Qin Ran knew what it was as soon as she saw the bag, and she turned to continue her black backpack.

Then I sat in front of the computer and didn't care much.

"You don't even wonder what this gift is?" Cheng Jun walked inside, and seemed to be in a better mood. He also carried the bag in his hand, handed it to her, and supported it casually on the table beside her.

Qin Ran took out the notebook in his backpack.

Looking up at him, she reached out to pick up the bag. She knew what was inside and was not curious.

As soon as his hand stretched out, Cheng Jun raised his hand without changing his face.

Qin Ran was originally sitting on a stool, he leaned on the table, no taller than him, this raises his hand, Qin Ran can't reach any length of a hand.

She nodded: "OK, uncle, I'll give you away."

Can't she stop?

"Who is your uncle?" Cheng Jun lowered his eyes. Hearing what she said, he also guessed what it was and looked down. There was a black phone in the bag.

"Ah," Qin Ran closed the document on the computer, and pressed a few keys to open the social software, perfunctory opening, "Brother, brother, I sent you, can't it?"

Cheng Jun looked down at her, her eyebrows were clear and her tone of voice was careless.

Cheng Jun suddenly smiled, "No, you wait, what did you just call me?"

"Brother?" Qin Ran didn't raise his head.

"One in front." His beautiful eyebrows were lowered.

Qin Ran thought for a while and leaned his head, holding his chin in his hand: "Brother?"

Cheng Jun smiled in a low voice, and there was also a secret smile at the end of his eyes. He reached out and handed the small bag to Qin Ran: "Take it."

"You don't want it?" Qin Ran took it, "This phone is very easy to use."

"No." Cheng Jun stood up straight. "I heard Cheng Jin's voice and went downstairs first."

**

downstairs.

Cheng Mu hugged the potted plants, and his desire to survive made him dare not follow Cheng Jun to go upstairs.

Just still sitting on the sofa downstairs holding the flower pot, first sent a message to Lin Siran to report the state of the pot.

Then it was sent to the old gardener.

In the past, the old gardener was very indifferent.

[I found that you have the potential to grow flowers.

Cheng Mu stared at this sentence for a while, and didn't quite understand it.

The door rang loudly, this time it was really Cheng Jin who came back. While taking off his suit jacket, he had to walk upstairs: "What about Lord Juan?"

Behind him was Cheng Wenru.

"Should be looking for Miss Qin." Cheng Mu reminded.

Cheng Wenru came down immediately, dared not continue to walk up, she sat across from Cheng Mu.

Put the briefcase on the table with your legs slightly covered.

Cheng Mu glanced at Cheng Wenru's briefcase. There is also a flower logo in the lower left corner of the bag. The flower pattern is very peculiar. Cheng Mu has never paid attention to Cheng Jin's business. In the past six months, he has been surrounded by flowers. He cares more about flowers. Cheng Wenru is familiar with the flowers on that bag.

"I've seen you this flower just now." He pointed his finger at Cheng Wenru's file bag and opened it.