Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

"Let's go to the student union." Qin Ran raised his hand, didn't care about throwing the towel on the table, and then picked up the phone and headphones.

The tone is not rushed and there is almost no fluctuation.

Almost all university beds are above the table under the bed.

Qin Ran climbed onto the bed with his mobile phone and earphones. He remembered something. He looked out and looked at Nan Huiyao, who said that he was very disgusted: "Don't enter the student union if you're fine, trouble."

This sentence, of course, was Song Luting who was busy to a certain degree. When she came to school, she seriously told her.

She also taught her a trick and used the dean as a shield when she was in trouble.

When she finished, she put down the curtains.

Nan Huiyao and Yang Yi glanced at each other, "..."

Is it illegal to kill a roommate??

Opposite, Leng Peishan has been stiff and did not speak, who is this Qin Ran?

Qin...

Could it be the Qin family?

can……

The Qin family has long since fallen.

There are few women in this generation.

Leng Peishan thought about it deliberately, maybe he was too good from an early age, Leng Peishan did not compare the freshman freshman with himself.

She stood in the same place for a while, and finally took the phone and opened the door to the end of the corridor.

Dialed a call.

I got through within a few minutes, there was a girl over there on the phone, lazy, "What's the matter with me so late?"

"Cousin," Leng Peishan looked down through the window at the end. "Does the Qin family have Qin Ran?"

"Qin Ran? I haven't heard that," Ouyang Wei went downstairs and poured himself a glass of water. His tone was light and his eyes were ironic. "But the Qin family took two people back, one stupid and one small."

Hearing the word "Qin", Ouyang Wei was not in a good mood either.

She couldn't help thinking of the "Miss Qin" in the Cheng family.

129 There are so many materials, but Ouyang Wei always can't find the little information of the mysterious "Miss Qin", and it is well protected by Cheng Jun at a glance. Zhang Xiangge and others who are known in the circle are even half a word. mention.

The fingers of the quilt she pinched were slightly pale.

Leng Peishan knows that her cousin is 129, and she has a lot of information. Qin Ran is not the Qin family. She was relieved.

Ouyang Wei didn't know what she was thinking. After drinking a glass of water, she went back to her room. "The Yunguang Consortium has just entered Beijing, and the IT department is short of people. It will definitely recruit people in the talent market. Beijing University has many opportunities."

"I know, cousin." Leng Peishan answered.

**

at the same time.

Cheng Qingyu returned to the dormitory and received a video from his parents.

Ask him if he helped Father Cheng take good care of the people.

"You promised, you will do it yourself," Cheng Qingyu reached out and unbuttoned, took off his coat, and sneered. "If she doesn't come to military training! There are no privileges with me!"

"No," in the video, parents are anxious, "You have been training outside, I don’t know, that’s Ye Jun’s little girlfriend, don’t mess up, if something goes wrong, watch him! Even the seat of the Chengjia branch is not enough!"

"Juan Ye?" Cheng Qingyu's complexion changed, "How did he find such a person? At the time Ouyang Wei also participated in the special training... All right, I can't see it."

For the next five days, Qin Ran could understand the reason for Cheng Qingyu's dissatisfaction with herself, but she has always been a thorn, and she has always been unruly in her work. She has hardly bowed her head.

Cheng Qingyu is a person who can't rub the sand in his eyes, and has brought a lot of thorns.

The Cheng family has always been a force for training. Everyone has been sent to special training. Both men and women, including the oldest favorite of Master Cheng, cannot be avoided.

The Cheng family is a strong man, which is one of the reasons why other families dare not provoke the Cheng family.

The first time he was asked to release water during special training, Cheng Qingyu did not know what Qin Ran had to do with the Cheng family, but it was true that he was unhappy and unhappy.

But his parents explained the reason to him. Cheng Qingyu didn't look at Qin Ran in the next process.

The two were safe.

On the sixth day, all freshmen set off and went to the training base.

Peking University and A University are training at the same time every year, and they are all in cooperation with the Cheng family. The Cheng family will open the training base for ten days every summer vacation.

The training inside is an extremely rare experience for all freshmen, and they can see the wider sky.

This is also the first resource that Zhou Shan, as the president of Beijing University, received for the freshmen from Master Cheng.

**

The training base is on the outskirts of Beijing, covering an area of ​​192 hectares.

At a glance, the edge of the wall was barely visible.

The obvious word "Cheng" was written above the gate, arrogant and domineering.

Qin Ran was sitting in a row with Nan Huiyao. Nan Huiyao looked out the window with a excited tone, "I heard that today's class is shooting, so look forward to it!"

Because the next course of extreme training, shooting climbing, was not suitable for the school, I moved to the base.

The people in the class are discussing the issue vigorously.

Qin Ran still has only a black backpack, casually put it on his legs, with black headphones plugged in his ears, his eyes narrowed halfway, and he didn't care much: "Oh."

The car quickly stopped in a huge leveling dirt field.

People who automate a shift come down and feel the heat.

Departure at six in the morning and nearly nine o'clock here. Unlike the cloudy days of the previous day, the sun is today.

It's stuffy and hot.

As soon as I got off, I was sweating.

Nan Huiyao's face changed slightly, and his forehead exuded cold sweat.

Yang Yi in the other car put the bag aside and walked over to sweep Nan Huiyao and found the question: "Great aunt?"

"Advance," Nan Huiyao's face was pale, and she had been suffering from dysmenorrhea. This time, five days in advance, the menacing came, "It's okay, today is just a shooting class."

Qin Ran gave Nan Huiyao a glance, pressed his hat down, and got on the bus again.

Find out his black backpack.

Sit casually on the ground and pour the contents down to the ground.

A bottle of sunscreen that Cheng Jun prepared for her, a thick black mobile phone, a white bottle filled with medicine, a few sheets of paper, a few lollipops...

Miscellaneous.

Nan Huiyao also squatted down to make herself feel better. These things are weird, like garbage piled together. She asked: "Qin Ran, have you lost your stuff?"

"No." Qin Ran didn't find what he needed in it, put it back in again, and unzipped it.

"You..." Qin Ran threw the backpack back into the car, looked at Nan Huiyao sideways, thought about it, buckled his hat on his head, and lowered his hair. The message: "Forget it, go to the queue first."

**

Cheng Qingyu got off the trainer car and found a team of Qin Ran.

He glanced at everyone and stood upright. There was a wooden table beside him. There were more than ten safe compressed air guns on the table. His face was still cold. "You should have heard about the next five days. Today It’s a shooting lesson."

"Warm up before you start, everyone-turn right! Start running!"

"report!"

In the neatly arranged team, a clear and cold voice sounded, and immediately, the thin and tall figure appeared.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Qingyu turned black when she saw her.

"Headache! Want Nan Huiyao to accompany me to see a doctor!" Qin Ran stood in a very standard military posture and straightened his mouth.

Zhang Kuang and arrogant.

Many boys in the first class were dumbfounded.

Are the beautiful women so individualized now?

It's just... you are so full of voice, sure headache?

Cheng Qingyu looked at Qin Ran's face, his eyes gradually sinking, he smiled, but his eyes were cold, "How long?"

Qin Ran didn't think about it, "One day."

Cheng Qingyu's face was even darker. He nodded and did not reason with Qin Ran. He said coldly: "Today's lesson is shooting. As long as you can achieve a passing score, I will let you go."

After he finished speaking, he threw the air gun in his hand to Qin Ran’s feet, his eyes sullen, "There are ten compressed air streams inside, and the target is opposite, as long as there are two rounds of ten rings, it is considered a pass."

Qin Ran leaned over to pick up the air gun and froze for a moment.

Nan Huiyao behind him immediately grabbed Qin Ran's arm and shook his throat, "Qin Ran, I know you are for me, don't talk to the instructor, the school said that the surname Cheng can't be messed up, I will explain..."

"Ah, no," Qin Ran stood upright with his hands in his pockets, and said strangely, "I thought he would embarrass me."

Nan Huiyao: "...?"

She thought she had heard it wrong.

The target is so far?

Isn't this awkward in your old eyes?!

In the crowd, a group of boys also looked at each other.

Chu Heng and Xing Kai obviously knew something, and Xing Kai wrinkled his eyebrows: "The instructor is crazy, and the passing line is obviously ten shots. If you pass five randomly, even if you pass, you are still in the ten ring? The distance of 50 meters How long does it take to reach training?"

The Chengjia training base, the capital family, is notoriously strict.

Chu Heng looked ahead and didn't speak.

Xing Kai asked: "Do you think she can hit?"