Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Chapter 310: Staying on campus, Grandpa Cheng gives her privileges!

Ning Qing said the words are unknown, Qin Hanqiu really does not know... there is such an inside story.

And... he can be sure that Ning Qing will not help Qin Ran to ask Qin language at all.

"Xiaoling, I..." Qin Hanqiu was afraid to look at Qin Ling's dark, cold eyes.

"No need to say sorry," Qin Ling withdrew his gaze, opened the game, and said lightly, "After all, you are not blind once or twice. I remember something to tell me in advance, I don't want to die in the end because of this matter. No contact."

After listening to Qin Hanqiu, he closed the door of Qin Ling in shame.

Looking down at the phone, Ning Qing couldn't wait to make a call.

When he was in Yuncheng before, Qin Hanqiu blackened Ning Qing's mobile phone number, and now Ning Qing came to Beijing to change the mobile phone number to talk naturally.

Qin Hanqiu blackened her number again. He returned to his room and stared out the window.

**

Qin Ran at this time did not know what happened on Weibo.

She was just talking to Chang Ning.

"The giant crocodile has another problem," Chang Ning was at the 129 headquarters at this time, tilting Erlang's legs and helping the giant crocodile to contact Qin Ran. "Can you..."

Qin Ran came downstairs with her mobile phone, squinting her eyes, and she suddenly sobered at the words, "No."

Chang Ning was shocked.

"There is no reason, don't ask why." Qin Ran's palm was pressed against his forehead, and he had a headache. "Let them fight."

Chang Ning hung up the phone and opened the group.

Chang Ning: @()

The tone was quite blissful.

Giant crocodile: ...??

Qin Ran hung up the phone and went to the sofa. Cheng Jun saw her coming and retracted her leg, trying not to let herself be proud of her stupidity.

However... Qin Ran didn't look at him at all.

Cheng Jun just put the computer on the desk, his eyes clear: "You used to have short hair?"

Qin Ran leaned on the sofa and opened a game without raising his head. The perfunctory "um" sounded.

"How did it grow later?"

"Ah, just... For one year, I forgot to cut it, and I grew it myself." Qin Ran pressed his finger to the phone, but didn't pause.

Cheng Mu immediately said: "Miss Qin, you can forget this..."

Without saying a word, Cheng Mu glanced at Cheng Jun, and he shut up immediately.

"Do you know Song Luting? I'm a little familiar with this name." Cheng Jun continued to pick up the tea cup, and the conversation changed lightly.

Qin Ran raised his eyebrows, "Of course it's familiar. Last year's National Champion, Beijing University, Department of Physics."

Cheng Jun took a sip of cold water and was not interested: "Oh."

"Cheng Jin," Cheng Jun raised his head and looked at Cheng Jin who had just come upstairs. "You have something to tell me about Cheng Tu?"

"Yes." Cheng Jinli immediately followed Cheng Jun to the study upstairs.

**

The next day, the last day of freshman registration.

Qin Ran carried a black bag and easily returned to his dormitory.

When she arrived in the dormitory, the other three beds in the dormitory were all arranged.

Two roommates were chatting. When someone came in, they stopped talking and turned to look at Qin Ran. It was probably shocked by Qin Ran's face value. He hadn't recovered for a while.

After stunned, a Sven girl with short hair and glasses stood up, introduced herself, and spoke with an accent: "Hello, I am Yang Yi, automation major in the Department of Physics..."

"My name is Nan Huiyao, and it is also automated." The talking female is very sweet, not tall, and has black hair behind her head and bright eyes.

The Department of Physics is one of Beijing University's four signature colleges. Only 200 people are recruited each year. The people who can come in are all top-notch. Among 200 people, there are very few girls.

Less than ten this year, there are three automations, which are assigned to a bedroom.

After finishing talking, Nan Huiyao pointed to the bed opposite Qin Ran and said with a smile: "Our other roommate is Leng Peishan. She is not a student of the Department of Automation but a computer department. She went out to eat with the students of the Student Union. , A native of Beijing."

Qin Ran took off the headphones hanging on the other ear, nodded very politely, "My name is Qin Ran, Department of Automation, Yuncheng people."

There is always a wild and evil spirit in her, and people who are not familiar with it don't dare to speak too loudly when they see her.

Nan Huiyao felt that she was familiar with herself, and she still couldn't find anything in the face of Qin Ran.

Qin Ran took pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When she came out again, Leng Peishan also returned to the dormitory, and she brought desserts to both of the dormitory.

When she saw Qin Ran coming out, she was stunned. Although she had already heard two roommates say that the last roommate looked good, she did not expect it to look like this.

"This is the dessert I brought back." Leng Peishan's Liu Yemei, Xing Yan, and the standard melon seed face. She smiled and put the delicately packed box on Qin Ran's table.

Qin Ran held the towel in one hand and wiped her hair, kicked the stool off the table, and sat down. "Thank you."

She spoke to Leng Peishan very politely, even those who were not familiar with her, would feel that this gangster was very tempting.

"Are you from the art department?" Leng Peishan didn't mind, just smiled.

Nan Huiyao ate a piece of dessert and laughed, "No, she is a professional with me and automated."

automation?

Leng Peishan was shocked, but also a student of the four colleges?

She thought Qin Ran looked so beautiful and she belonged to the art department.

"How many points did you take in the college entrance examination?" Leng Peishan looked at Qin Ran.

Qin Ran still rubbed his hair slowly and casually, "in general."

"Oh." Leng Peishan smiled, and finally stopped talking.

Generally speaking, it is basically crimping.

Nan Huiyao bite the pastry and gossip with Qin Ran, "Peishan scored 713 points for the college entrance examination without any extra points. The pure cultural subjects are the flowers of the Beijing college entrance examination."

They are all tested in the Department of Physics of Beijing University, and the score will not be low, but there are still differences between geniuses.

There is not much difference between 680 and 713 points, but the gap is tens of millions.

But this year's national paper is so difficult. Those who scored more than 700 points are all gods.

Qin Ran nodded, looking rather perfunctory.

Before the hair was wiped, the cell phone on the table rang, Cheng Jun.

She went to the balcony to answer the phone.

"Ten days of training," Cheng Jun said a few words to her over there, holding the cigarette lighter, "If you can't live in a dormitory, you can come back, I can do it over the school."

Qin Ran glanced at the bedroom and put his hand on the balcony. "It's okay, I can bear it."

Cheng Jun: "... Then, rest early."

Qin Ran made a phone call for ten minutes before coming back.

"Boyfriend?" Leng Peishan is not a corner listener.

But she didn't know why, and she always paid special attention to Qin Ran. She could see that Qin Ran answered the phone, and her cold eyebrows seemed to slow down.

Hearing this, Qin Ran gave a hand with a towel, and she looked at Leng Peishan without answering.

Nan Huiyao laughed out loud, very interested: "Is it our school?"

"No." Qin Ran sat back in his chair and took out the computer in the black backpack, silently.

The computer is a thick black computer with no signage, like something that has been found on the second-hand market.

"That's... the one opposite A?" Leng Peishan continued to laugh.

Beijing is famous for these two schools.

In less than a second, the computer displayed the page. Qin Ran pressed his eyebrows and continued to be patient: "No, he graduated early."

"Oh." Leng Peishan heard this, nodded, and graduated early, how big is that?

She looked at Qin Ran and smiled, but no longer interested.

Yang Yi was eating cakes and was looking at a heavy book. Nan Huiyao and Qin Ran were sitting in a row next to Qin Ran.

She leaned in curiously, "Qin Ran, how fast is your computer turning on?"

"Because it didn't shut down," Qin Ran pressed a few keys and opened the penguin, just logging in was a pile of information, and the light car familiarly replied: "It's locked."

"Oh," Nan Huiyao nodded. "No wonder, you haven't downloaded anything on your computer. Have you played games? Have you heard of Kyushu? Come together! I will teach you!"

She is the most active person in the dormitory. She is very familiar. Yang Yi is obviously a school bully and does not play games. Leng Peishan has been going out to communicate with the seniors and sisters for these two days.

Nan Huiyao encouraged Qin Ran.

Qin Ran's news in Tian Xiaoxiao, the other party sent a bunch of "Da Kuai Xin Xin" pairs of emoticons.

Qin Ran returned a question mark.

Hearing Nan Huiyao's words, she closed the dialog box, entered the nine-class class group, and shook her head, "no play for the time being, rest early, and get up early tomorrow."

In a summer vacation, except for the violin, I only played the Kyushu tour and thoroughly played vomiting.

In the nine-class group, the start of the school has already started, and some people posted photos of them being tanned during training.

Hearing Qin Ran’s words, Nan Huiyao didn’t pay attention to the game anymore, and instantly remembered the devilish words——

military!Training!

For ten days, she instantly thundered.

Leng Peishan also withdrew his gaze at Qin Ran's computer, not very interested.

Nothing to download... She all doubts that Qin Ran is a novice and will not download things...

She took the towel and took a shower in the bathroom.

**

Qin Ran and Nan Huiyao Yang Yi are both majors in automation, but they are not a class.

Yang Yi is in the second class, Qin Ran and the two are in the first class, and the three are not training together.

The playground has long divided the college and the classes.

Nan Huiyao came to the school for two days and met several people in the first class. He found the meeting place of the first class with a sharp eye and dragged Qin Ran and walked over there.

Qin Ran pressed down the sea-blue hat on the top of his head, and followed lazily behind Nan Huiyao, as if he didn't wake up.

The boys in the class had already assembled, and the instructors had not come, they were discussing the freshmen in the class.

"There are three girls in the Department of Automation, and our class has two. Chu Heng, we have sent!" A boy sat on the ground, holding a hat in his hand, excited.

Another boy sat down and nodded. "Nan Huiyao, I have seen a very cute girl with a low face value. I don't know what happened to the other girl. Why hasn't there been any movement?"

There are three in total, and there are two girls in their class, each of which is a treasure!

Good luck.

The boy named Chu Heng held a mobile phone in his hand and nodded perfunctoryly.

While the group was discussing, Nan Huiyao dragged Qin Ran to the big army.

Qin Ran's face was half-covered by the brim, and he could still see the delicate jaws, white as jade.

Both hands were lazily splayed in his pocket, cold and cool.

Whether it is temperament or other, it is extremely outstanding.

The words discussed by the boys paused for a moment, "I rely?"

"This is from our physics department and our class? Not from the acting department next door?"

After a few seconds of silence, the group awakened, lowered their voice to discuss, and looked at Qin Ran from time to time. Some people who knew Nan Huiyao had already been familiar with it.

Qin Ran lowered his hat again, expressionless.

Fortunately, in two minutes, the instructors came in neatly.

The voices of a group of young people came to a halt, and Beijing University had strict training. Everyone knew that they quickly lined up and put two girls in the first row.

The instructor of Qin Ran and others is a young man. He has a cold face and sharp edges. There is a bad anger between the eyebrows and the cold. He also has a list of classes.

"I'm Cheng Qingyu, your instructor." Cheng Qingyu was concise and cold-faced.

"Instructor Cheng is good!" A group of male voices are in full swing.

"Nod, nod." Cheng Qingyu nodded, glanced at everyone before holding the list, and began to nod.

"Chu Heng."

"To!"

"Xing Kai."

"To!"

"..."

When he saw the name, Cheng Qingyu paused, his cold eyes looked at the crowd, and slowly read out: "Qin Ran."

Qin Ran raised his hand lazily, "Here."

Cheng Qingyu glanced at her lightly, and then continued to read.

He only withdrew the list after finishing the call. "In these ten days, I will train you strictly in accordance with all systems. During this period, I will not open a small stove to anyone. No matter what your status is, whether you are a man or a woman, Training, just give me honest training."

"Now, everyone runs around the playground twice."

When he said this, he looked at Qin Ran's side in a meaningful way.

Last night, Mr. Cheng knew that he had taken Beijing freshman as a freshman. He specially asked President Zhou to arrange him in the first class of the Department of Automation.