Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Qin Ran's hand is a white computer.

Light and thin, very beautiful.

The shape of the poppy flower is hardly visible on the computer cover.

It's just that the Yunguang Consortium is only open to a small number of groups, and it has not been fully opened in the market. Not many people know this mark.

Yang Yi and Nan Huiyao are not in the IT circle, nor do they know the new IT trademarks of the Yunguang Consortium, and they only boast of good looks.

It really looks good.

Even Yang Yi, who had never had a girlish heart, was very excited.

The two were unclear. Leng Peishan, who was very concerned about the Yunguang Consortium, knew the trademark, and his light face finally changed.

When did the Yunguang Consortium sell computers?!

really?!

Qin Ran did not accidentally flip up the lid, the computer automatically turned on, the blue screen as always, and then the machine sound-

[Please perform pupil certification!

After authentication, less than two seconds, it will automatically turn on.

The overall fluency is not good, the performance speed is evident.

It was not until the pupils were certified that Leng Peishan sat back in his chair.

Pupil authentication artificial intelligence system, unique technology of Yunguang Consortium.

Leng Peishan sat back calmly,

"Good technology," Nan Huiyao dragged her chair to Qin Ran's side, and his eyes were moving. "Where did you buy it? Is there a link? I want to buy one too."

"Do you want it?" Qin Ran put the computer on the desk, biting the straw and opening, "There is no link, I can help you contact if you want to buy."

"How much is it?" Nan Huiyao's family is not rich and expensive, ordinary family, but can get to Beijing University, the school and the city have issued bonuses, and her parents and relatives also gave her a lot of money.

After going to college, she is also preparing to find a part-time job for herself, which is also considered a "little rich woman" and does not lack money.

"Three thousand." Qin Ran thought about it and reported a number.

Nan Huiyao stared: "Three thousand?!"

The 30-second computer she uses now may not be able to boot up to seven thousand. Qin Ran's high-tech computer only needs three thousand.!

Qin Ran was stunned for a moment, and then reported a number: "Two thousand is fine."

Nan Huiyao: "..." Two thousand will buy a general mobile phone...

Yang Yi also pushed his glasses, "Qin Ran, did you say a zero, this computer is 20,000?"

"No," understanding why Nan Huiyao froze, Qin Ran withdrew his eyes, very calmly opening: "It is two thousand, the price of friendship, you transfer it to me, I let my friend ship it to you."

Hearing that it was so cheap, Yang Yi had to buy it.

Qin Ran opened WeChat.

I saw Cheng Wenru's WeChat at a glance-

[Ran Ran, did the computer receive it?

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Qin Ran returned a sentence to Cheng Wenru, and then clicked on the head of Nan Huiyao Yang Yi, and was very comfortable to accept the money of the two.

After receiving.

Click on the "neighbor" head again-

Transfer 2000

Transfer 2000

Two minutes later--

[The transfer has been received.

[The transfer has been received.

[?

The neighbor sent a question mark very coldly.

Qin Ran gave him a reply--

[My two friends bought money for computers.

neighbor:……

Qin Ran gave Lu Zhixing the contact information of the two, and ended the chat.

**

In the afternoon, Qin Ran still did not attend classes with Nan Huiyao and others, and the rumors about Qin Ran's second major chosen by the Department of Physics gradually spread.

In the afternoon, Qin Ran had only two short classes, and Nan Huiyao and Yang Yi were still full.

After class, Qin Ran was ready to go out to see Song Luting.

at the same time.

Department of Physics, Beijing University.

Song Luting is doing an optical experiment.

Outside the experiment room, a tall man came to Song Tuting with an experiment record: "Xiao Song, Dean Jiang hopes you to give a speech to the freshman."

"Speech?" Song Luting suspended the experiment in his hand and took a look at the experimental record in the hands of Hong Tao. His eyebrows were warm, "I know."

Hong Tao is a freshman who has just entered the laboratory in his freshman year.

Song Luting entered the laboratory early this year, and was still a disciple of the deputy dean of the institute. The whole laboratory knows this.

However, Hong Tao was originally the president of the Student Union and helped Song Luting a lot along the way. This year, he was able to come to the laboratory.

Song Luting is a research madman. His name is mentioned by the Department of Physics, but because of his simple residence, he has few friends, and Hong Tao is one of them.

"This year our physics laboratory may need a newcomer," Hong Tao has more information in hand than Song Luting. "This year's newcomer Wang, don't lose your style last year..."

The result of the experiment in hand has not come out yet, Song Luting raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch: "You help me stare at the experiment."

"You still have other things?" Hong Tao handed over the experiment records to another student, who had to give the doctor a purpose.

Then he turned his head and looked at Song Luting inconceivably.

When Song Luting was freshman, he was picked up by a group of school sisters.

Excellent grades, IQ crushes all freshmen, outstanding appearance, at least half of the top ten in the school list, are attentive to Song Luting.

Beijing University is a veritable first school grass.

but--

After observing for so long, Hong Tao and Song Luting's roommates found that Song Luting's wife was the experiment, and even let President Jiang break the sky to prepare a lounge for Song Luting in the laboratory.

"Well, see a younger sister." Song Luting rigorously arranged the utensils next to his hands, and took off his experimental coat again, opening in a hurry.

Hong Tao entered the laboratory and mainly followed Song Luting. He wanted to go out, and Hong Tao had nothing to do. "The two young sisters you have been talking about? Who are they? The one who loves photography, or the one who particularly drags? Can I go and see? ?"

"Both are there." Song Luting's button on the neckline was not very young, but Mei Yujian could see a bit of Lingling's momentum.

I have known Song Luting for more than a year, and the other party has always been deserted, as if he were a cultivator without seven emotions and six desires. It is only when he mentions the two younger sisters that he looks a little popular.

"Sisters have come to see you in Beijing? Can I go to see your sister with you?" Hong Tao has been curious about these two sisters for a long time.

It's a pity that Song Luting is a girl guardian demon, not to mention the photos, even the sister's age name is not revealed.

No one can ask, who is asking the attention of his sisters.

Hong Tao followed Song Luting to a cafe beside the school gate.

During the class time, but there were not many people who didn't have class in the last two sessions. The cafe was half-seated. Song Luting looked at it and it was quiet.

Hong Tao sat next to him and waited for two minutes. During this time, every girl passing by the cafe would be stared at by him, and then asked Song Luting if it was sisters.

Song Luting ordered two cups of milk tea with clear eyes, "No."

"You don't read it, how do you know it's not." Hong Tao ordered a cup of coffee and stared at the door.

After a while, a figure appeared.

The other person is wearing long-sleeved trousers, holding a pile of books in his hands, the skin exposed can be seen very white, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, but the facial features are very delicate, the temperament of the body is calm and calm, and a little The less obvious gloom, but it can be seen a bit of Song Luting's style.

Hong Tao quickly said: "Song Song, is that sister?! Also from our school?! Looks good, she would look better without glasses!"

During the speech, Pan Mingyue also saw them, and walked directly to this side.

Put the book on the table, a light smile appeared on his face, the voice was not very loud: "Brother Song."

"Are you still used to staying? I have a house around," Song Luting glanced at her, and gave her a bunch of spare keys. "You can live with Ran Ran, I'll go to school there."

Pan Mingyue took the key and thought about it, "Okay."

Hong Tao quickly introduced himself to Pan Mingyue.

I thought to myself, it is no wonder that Song Luting did not look at her sister's photos with anyone. In this way, even if you can't be ranked in the top ten of the school flower list, a school can get the flowers.

"By the way, is there another sister?" Hong Tao looked outside. "I didn't see the figure."

Song Luting looked at his watch, at 4:28, with a free look: "Two minutes left."

Two minutes?

Hong Tao raised an eyebrow, "So accurate?"

After two minutes.

The glass door of the cafe was pushed open by a pair of slender white hands.

Hong Tao glanced up, a tall, thin girl, pushing the door with one hand, putting it in her pocket with one hand, without a book or a pen, wearing a peaked cap on her head, the brim pressed down, and the other party's head lowered again, unable to see her face clearly.

"Is that sister?" He looked at Song Luting and pointed in the direction of the gate.

Song Luting described it quite accurately. Before he saw his face, he could feel that the other party was cool.