Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Cheng Qingyu had been in special training before, and it didn't take long before he returned to China.

His parents also greeted himself, so that he hadn’t seen Qin Ran yet, and Cheng Qingyu had no good impression of the girl.

Everyone who comes to Beijing University is the same. Why should she be treated specially before she comes?

Special treatment, right?

He likes the "special treatment" of the people under his hands.

The standard of the inner circle of the playground is generally 400 meters per circle, and two circles of 800 meters are not particularly terrible for the group of students, but they will also have a small bite.

Just after Cheng Qingyu said, a group of boys in the Department of Automation wanted to say whether two girls could swallow without running.

They also know that this instructor is not very easy to mess with.

There are also other classes of people running on the runway. A large number of people in a class are still gathered together at the beginning, but the gap gets bigger and bigger as they get behind.

Qin Ran has been running next to Nan Huiyao. At first, Nan Huiyao was full of confidence. He ran quickly and was able to chat with Qin Ran.

"The handsomest one is our temporary class leader Chu Heng. The counselor said in the group yesterday. By the way, haven't you added the class group yet?" Nan Huiyao said he was a little panting when he said this, "He Xing Kai is around..."

Qin Ran on her side was very calm: "You still don't want to talk."

Nan Huiyao now feels struggling to speak, immediately shut up and breathe with his mouth open.

Footsteps also began to slow down.

At first glance, she usually didn't exercise. This time it was two laps. She couldn't stand it at all. At the end, she was all white and almost gone. Qin Ran almost followed her pace.

The two were at the end of the class, and several boys were not far behind Nan Huiyao.

A group of people dragged to the end.

Cheng Qingyu has been standing in a training place and watching, Qin Ran and Nan Huiyao are at the end, he glances back lightly.

It’s just ordinary training for college students, and it’s not comparable to special training. Cheng Qingyu is not particularly concerned about running them two laps for a few minutes. It’s just that these backward people have poor physical fitness.

"Why don't you look tired at all?" Nan Huiyao sat at the training site of the first class and slowly came over. "Thank you for running with me."

Qin Ran was sitting next to her, blushing and panting: "I always have the habit of running in the morning at home."

"No wonder." Nan Huiyao accepted the statement.

Not far away, Xing Kai took two bottles of water and handed them to the two girls.

Nan Huiyao regained her strength, unscrewed the bottle cap, and took a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

"What's the matter," Xing Kai squatted down, took off his camouflage cap, smiled at Qin Ran, and introduced himself, "Classmate, I'm Xing Kai, a local."

"Qin Ran." There was the sun on top of his head, and his ears were full of voices shouting passwords. Qin Ran was a little impatient.

However, it was polite to find a black and light mobile phone from his pocket and exchanged the penguin with Xing Kai.

Before, her hands had been clinging to her pockets. At this time, she could clearly see the hand holding the mobile phone. It became more and more white and long, with distinct bones. Under the sunlight, the cold light was reflected.

Xing Kai got the contact information without disturbing the two girls, pulled Qin Ran into a group, and @ introduced her to the class.

In a flash, more than a dozen people added Qin Ran's friends.

"It's so indifferent, it's not the same way as Nan Huiyao," Xing Kai walked to Chu Heng and lowered his voice. "Qin of Qin Dynasty, Ran of Ran, it's strange, I feel the name is familiar."

When the instructor read the name in the year, almost everyone noticed Qin Ran's name.

They knew Qin ran, but they didn't know which ran it was. Xing Kai asked now to figure out the name.

"Familiar?" Chu Heng listened and looked over to Qin Ran. If he thought about it, "Can you not be familiar? The country has won the first prize in the college entrance examination and forgot?"

The demon score of 747 points caused a huge storm on the Internet.

Most people still can't find the information of "Qin Ran". After two months, most of these college entrance examination students have forgotten the name of the 747, only remember that there is a demon who got the 747.

Listening to Chu Heng's reminder at this moment, Xing Kai suddenly remembered the demon he had discussed with the classmates before, "I rely on? Is it her?!"

Beijing University...

Not all are geniuses.

Xing Kai is a local and has a lower score line than other provinces and cities. 603 passed the Beijing University test. Of course, he also knew that his score must be the bottom of automation...

At the time, the score of 747 made him chatter for several days. Who knew that this man ended up with himself?!

**

After the five-minute break, Cheng Qingyu blew a short whistle with a whistle.

He stood at the forefront of the crowd, standing upright, wearing a sea-blue camouflage uniform, and the hat above his head was taken off, exposing his flat head.

Ban Cuntou quite tests a person's facial features. Obviously, Cheng Qingyu's facial features are very capable.

Cheng Qingyu must be very popular in schools with many girls in the English Department of Politics and Law.

Automating a group of boys, the only two girls, Qin Ran has seen no fewer than Cheng Qingyu.

There is only one Nan Huiyao. She has a bunch of small fresh meat "boyfriends" and "husbands". The screensaver on her mobile phone is changed every other week. It is the beauty of the entertainment industry, Qin Hanqiu.

"Our instructors are so handsome! Did you find out?" Nan Huiyao lowered her voice and whispered gossip to Qin Ran.

"Just, it's okay." Qin Ran lowered his head and straightened his body, opening his face without changing his color.

Nan Huiyao glanced at her, and finally sighed: "Did you not see the eyes of the girl next door stick to our instructors? Okay, you look good, you say everything right."

Although Cheng Qingyu is a live-action version, Qin Ran, who is beside him, is too cold and hardly gossip with himself. Nan Huiya sighs and waits to return to the dormitory and discuss with others.

"The second girl in the first row, didn't you eat?"

"The second girl in the first row, stand up!"

"The second girl in the first row, get out!"

"The second girl in the first row..."

One day's training is to stand in a military position and kick forward. Qin Ran has not received such orthodox training, she will only fight and fight to the death.

But let her stand on the spot and repeat one thing...this was a fantasy before.

There was one time in the first grade of high school, but at that time, the management of Ninghai Town was not strict and very loose, and the instructors were all at will. Qin Ran skipped class for a week before registering.

at the moment……

Qin Ran is impatient, but her movements are extremely standard. She can feel that Cheng Qingyu seems to be targeting her, especially she seems very dissatisfied.

Because she is the second girl in the first row.

Nan Huiyao is the first in the first row.

After a day of training, everyone in the first class felt it. A group of boys came to ask, and some people asked her to open a list with the counselor and ask for leave.

At nine o'clock in the evening, after finishing a day of military training, Nan Huiyao sat on his computer chair and remembered this matter, and also looked at Qin Ran: "Did you offend Cheng Cheng?"

Yang Yi also just returned, poured himself a glass of water, heard the words, and suddenly said, "Do you want to attract your attention?"

Nan Huiyao also sat upright, "Yes! That's right! It's possible!"

A group of people was talking, Leng Peishan also took the key to open the door and came in. She was not wearing a camouflage dress, wearing a casual dress, and carrying a l bag in her hand, long hair draped behind her head, and painted a delicate makeup Seeing the three people in the bedroom, she put the bag on her desk, "Your military training is back?"

As she came in, a faint smell of perfume spread.

Obviously, he didn't go to military training. Nan Huiyao froze, "You didn't go to military training just after you came back?"

I obviously went out in a camouflage suit in the morning.

"The sun is too big, I called my grandfather." Leng Peishan smiled faintly, as if not caring at all, reaching for the cabinet door, taking clothes and towels, "My grandfather said to the computer school, There is no need to continue military training."

After that, she took her clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After she entered, Nan Huiyao and other talents reacted and lowered her voice, "There are still such operations. Leng Peishan's house is not simple. It should be a powerful local in Beijing. When I came, the senior had told me , It’s best not to mess with people with these last names in school..."

"I answer the phone." Qin Ran didn't listen down, but hurriedly hurriedly raised his phone towards them and walked to the balcony.

**

Tinglan Apartment.

Mr. Cheng was sitting on the sofa, "Today the sun is so big, it’s not that I am not used to training and training. I let Cheng Qingyu take special care of her..."

Speaking of which, Mr. Cheng looked at Cheng Jun, quite disgusted, "Why did you let her go to military training? What should I do if I got hurt?"

While handing the water to the old man Cheng Mu: "..."

Cheng Jun picked up the phone at random, and casually pressed the phone, sneering: "She is very used to it."

"I'm upstairs." He held the phone and left.

Not much else to say.

Mr. Cheng withdrew his eyes and looked at Cheng Mu: "What do you think of me?!"

Cheng Mu: "...?"

Tinglan Apartment is not far from Beijing University and can be reached by car in ten minutes.

This is not particularly crowded.

Girls' bedroom.

Leng Peishan came out after taking a shower, and someone in the dormitory knocked on the door. She was a capable girl in a T-shirt.

"Sister Chen Xue?" Leng Peishan seemed to know this person and immediately spoke. She looked very respectful to this sister Chen Xue. "You are here..."

Sister Chen Xue didn’t know her, just nodded at her, and then looked across the crowd, and finally stopped on Qin Ran, who just came in from the corridor: "Is Qin Ran? Someone downstairs is looking for you."