Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Nan Huiyao followed Qin Ran downstairs, and when she heard that she was about to see a friend, her steps slowed down.

She knew Qin Ran, but she didn't know her friend and was embarrassed to go.

"Or am I..." Nan Huiyao opened his mouth.

Qin Ran raised his eyebrows, "Two of them are alumni. Let's go, right in the cafeteria."

"How many of them are your friends?" Nan Huiyao followed behind Qin Ran.

"Three." Qin Ran stopped at the vending machine on the first floor of Ba Shi Tang, threw a few coins into it, and took out two cans of cola.

Did all three pass the Beijing University?

Nan Huiyao didn't know what expression to use to look at Qin Ran, could it be that the legendary objects are clustered together?

Qin Ran threw a can of Coke to Nan Huiyao, held the phone in one hand, and did not put the phone back in his pocket. He opened the pull ring with one hand and took a sip.

Nan Huiyao held Coke, followed Qin Ran, and walked to the third floor.

The eight canteens are on the first and second floors for cooking and cooking, and the third floor is à la carte.

It's five o'clock now, and it's still not time for general afternoon classes. There are not many people on the third floor. From a distance, there are only a few tables.

Nan Huiyao looked around, "How about your friends?"

Qin Ran hanging Erlang swayed a can of Coke in his hand and lifted his chin towards the table at the innermost entrance window, "There."

Nan Huiyao is short-sighted, but the degree is not high, and there are two figures over there.

He reached the table in two minutes.

"Sister Ran, you pinch again." Wei Zihang held a cigarette in his mouth, and he didn't dare to point it. He wrapped his hands around his chest and leaned against the back of the chair.

He didn't have the temperament that Master Wei had precipitated, and there was an unrestrained wave in Junxiu.

Pan Mingyue and Opposite him are two extremes.

"Hello," seeing Nan Huiyao behind Qin Ran, Wei Zihang pressed his hand to the table. "I am Wei Zihang, opposite the school."

Qin Ran sat on an iron chair, "Roommate, Nan Huiyao."

The three introduced each other to a wave.

Nan Huiyao recovered, she sat next to Qin Ran and exhaled a little, she was indeed Qin Ran's friend, and her face value was too high.

Anyone who can talk to Qin Ran can get along with Wei Zihang, that is, Pan Mingyue talks less, mostly Wei Zihang talks with Nan Huiyao.

Qin Ran leaned on the side to drink Coke.

"Ran said that you have three people..." Nan Huiyao swept aside, remembering that Qin Ran said there were three people.

"Brother Song has gone to order, and Beijing University is more familiar than us," Wei Zihang put down the cigarette and waved behind Chaonan Huiyao, "Come."

Nan Huiyao turned back subconsciously.

Wei Zihang is very popular in A, but after all, he is not a native of this school, and Nan Huiyao is a freshman.

Pan Mingyue has always been a library dormitory classroom. In the vast world of Beijing University, she is not so strong in Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School, only a little famous in this school.

But Song Luting is different, and his popularity can be seen from the tickets that were robbed today.

The first person who can enter the laboratory at the beginning of the semester at Beijing University, and there are still his glorious events in the school post.

After so many days in college, Nan Huiyao finally knows what a laboratory is equivalent to—

If the students of Beijing University want to enter the laboratory, they will go to Beijing University with an ordinary high school student. The difficulty is about the same.

In addition to the mid-term final exam to meet the standards, there are additional assessments.

Nan Huiyao was simply amazed at the question that had been leaked in the post bar. Sure enough, the laboratory is not a place where ordinary people can enter.

And Song Luting...

It's not just that Nan Huiyao is a god-man for the entire Beijing University students. Beijing University's undisputed characters are more popular than a hundred school flower lists.

Song Luting also completely blew the seniors and sisters on the news of the laboratory this year, and he became famous. In the first semester of his freshman year, he lived out and simplified the students except the physics department.

So, when she saw Song Luting coming over with a tray, Nan Huiyao sat down on the stool with some fantasy.

"I am Song Luting, the sophomore physics department." Song Luting sat next to Wei Zihang, took out the tableware and chopsticks from the plate, and opened his mouth with ease.

He handed the tray to Wei Zihang and asked him to get the rest of the dishes.

Nan Huiyao responded stiffly, holding the chopsticks stiffly and pulling the ring of Coke stiffly.

Qin Ran was on the side to return to Nan Huiyao: "She may be your fan, just got your two tickets in the bedroom, happy like a lunatic."

Song Luting smiled, "The tickets outside are basically backstage tickets."

Wei Zihang took the dish up one end.

"I'm going to tell you about the mid-term exam." Song Luting looked up at Qin Ran, and he was very sober.

Qin Ran didn't care much, "What?"

"Don't Sao operate," Song Luting calmly picked up the chopsticks and glanced at her, "I mean the Sherlock Holmes code."

"The final exam is the same."

After a pause, Song Luting spoke again, "Perhaps it won't wait until the end."

"You wouldn't say I wouldn't, I promised Dean Jiang to take a good exam," Qin Ran stretched his hand and flicked the broken hair that hit his eyes. It wasn't too slow. "It's important that the exam is not overdue..."

The rules of the laboratory, Qin Ran, hadn't understood it yet. She had always focused on the nuclear engineering textbooks.

"Important, the physics department chooses people to participate in the assessment of the laboratory based on professional achievements. Now the laboratory allocation is serious. Before the next resource allocation, President Zhou is likely to put you in the laboratory in advance. This year's assessment, He should help you sign up." Song Luting looked at the sunlight jumping out of the window and looked straight.

He could guess President Zhou's thoughts with a little thought.

Qin Ran supported his chin with his hand, "How to say?"

"The three major laboratories, the medical laboratory is at Beijing University, the physics laboratory is at the junction of Beijing University and A University, and the IT laboratory is at A University," Song Luting turned his attention back. "The laboratory is not just the people of Beijing University, but also There are A majors, and of course other forces of Modu are basically assimilated by Beijing University and A majors. Two universities are also competing for the quota of research institutes. If he signs up, the first round of screening will be your midterm exam."

Qin Ran nodded, turning chopsticks in his hand: "I know."

Song Luting just casually mentioned that she didn't know at all. Qin Ran attached great importance to what he said was "important", so much so that she valued the midterm exam more than the college entrance examination.

A few people hadn’t seen each other for a long time. After eating, they sat here and chatted for a long time. It was not until 5:30 that the get out of class was over.

Qin Ran took Nan Huiyao back to the bedroom, and Nan Huiyao didn't speak along the way.

I don't know what to think about.

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Yi asked when she arrived at the bedroom.

Nan Huiyao looked at the two tickets for Song Luting's speech on the table and looked up: "Ah, it's okay, I think about it again."

**

Here, Song Luting also returned to the laboratory.

A middle-aged man in a lab coat came in with great enthusiasm: "How about, has she promised to be my apprentice?"

Song Luting slowly put on his coat, buttoned it, and turned his face back, "I asked."

"Unwilling."

The middle-aged man touched the empty head, and his face was puzzling, "It doesn't exist? How can I not agree to be my apprentice? Impossible..."

Hong Tao silently walked by with an experimental device, darkened the smoke ring, and looked at the professor sleepily and sympathetically...

I wonder if Song Luting's two sisters can't mention it?? He just called his sister twice, and hasn't closed his eyes for three days.

Song Luting put on his coat and suddenly remembered something, "Senior, do you still have a ticket?"

Hong Tao's spirit was shocked, "Of course, VIP supreme ticket, younger brother, what do you command?"

"Take some pictures for my sister, Qin Ran."

Hong Tao's eyes lit up, "I must send it to Qin Xuemei!"

**

The second floor of the laboratory.

The person in charge is checking the list of applicants for this year.

There are two physical laboratory assessments each year, at the end of March and early December.

Every exam must be registered in advance. The list in early December is closed today. The person in charge has just received the list submitted by the president of Beijing University, Zhou Shan.

"Freshman?" The person in charge couldn't help but see Qin Ran's name.

The assistant on the side heard the voice of the person in charge and leaned over to look at it. "Isn't it wrong? I'll ask the professor at Beijing University."

Three minutes later, the assistant came back with the phone.

The person in charge pushed down his glasses and asked, "How?"

"President Zhou personally replied that the list was not wrong." The assistant put the phone back in his pocket and responded to the person in charge.

The person in charge of the laboratory did not struggle anymore. He directly typed the word "Qin Ran" into the list. If he thought about it, "Zhou Shan is very confident this year and it is estimated to be another good show."

Because Beijing University had done such a thing before, and reported the name of a freshman, Song Luting, who was at the forefront of the laboratory. At that time, the laboratory had made several phone calls to make sure that the president of Beijing University did not report the wrong name, but Song Luting took advantage of the fact that it was only registered at the end of March of the following year...

From this year to December, the overall freshman enrollment time is less than half of Song Luting's right, what should Beijing University do this year?