Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

"He's all right." Qin Ran returned unhurriedly.

"How is it possible?" How long did the director not believe?

On the third floor, Qin Ran stopped in front of Qin Xiuchen's door and kicked the door with his foot.

"Xiaoling's legs are not good, I have the key..." Qin Xiuchen's agent took a step forward.

He just took out the key and the door opened.

Qin Ling also had a game console in his hand and glanced at Qin Ran and others, his long curly eyelashes flickered: "Sister, uncle, you are back."

Then he took two steps back and let them in.

Qin Ran didn't go in. She just leaned on the door, closed her hands on her chest, and looked towards the director, with a casual smile on her mouth: "Look, he's fine."

Do not!He is not good!

The director looked at Qin Ling.

The other person's legs and feet are very neat...

It’s easy to walk...

But a few days ago, his legs were swollen and tall, and the show crew watched them all.

I checked with the group's doctor and said that it takes at least four or five days to rest before going to the ground.

Only two days...

Why are you okay?!

The director looked at Qin Ling's feet and wished he could see a hole.

"Are you leaving this afternoon?" Qin Xiuchen looked at Qin Ran.

Qin Ran’s long white fingers accidentally knocked on the thermos and thought about it. He said, “No, I will leave at 7 am the day after tomorrow. I live in a courtyard in Zhenkou. You can come to me after you’ve recorded the program.”

Qin Xiuchen knew that Qin Ran seemed to have someone here, he didn't go into details, but only slightly nodded, "Okay."

Qin Ran returned to the room to pack his belongings.

The director stayed here at Qin Xiuchen and didn't leave.

When Qin Xiuchen's agent closed the door, he looked at Qin Xiuchen faintly: "How come your nephew's feet are so fast?"

The agent also checked Qin Ling's feet with no conviction, and there was a little swollen ankle last night. At this time, all of them disappeared, and I couldn't see the previous injury.

"What did you do today?" The agent looked at Qin Ling inexplicably.

Qin Xiuchen walked directly to the table, picked up a white on the table, dropped his eyelashes, his eyes slightly swept over the screaming agent and the director, and did not speak.

He remembered that this was the medicine Qin Ran gave to Qin Ling yesterday afternoon...

**

Jingwen's room.

Jing Wen's cousin was sitting on a chair, leaning on the back of the chair, with a computer on his knees, and looked a little stunned.

With a click, Jing Wen opened the door and came in with the agent. "I didn't expect Xiao Ran to leave the show group so quickly. I still want to finish work tomorrow."

She turned her phone down.

After knowing the news from the director, Jingwen went to Qin Ran to say goodbye and added WeChat by the way.

"She is not a person in the circle, no Weibo," Jing Wen regretted, "otherwise you can meet each other."

"She has Weibo," Jing Wen's cousin said, and suddenly reacted again, sitting up straight, "She won't record anymore?!"

Jingwen nodded, "Yeah, Xiaoling's feet are ready..."

Before she finished speaking, her cousin went out with a gust of wind and slammed the door.

"It's really strange..." Jingwen looked at the computer that was placed on the table by his cousin. It was the game page of Kyushu Tour.

It shows a person's homepage.

zone 1.

The winning percentage is 100%.

QR.

Jing Wen narrowed his eyes, "Isn't this the account of Xiao Ran Ran? How did he find it?"

**

Here, Qin Ran has packed his things.

There were not many things in her room, just a bag, and other clothes were sent by Cheng Mu afterwards. Most of them did not pass through. She put away the ones she passed through and left them to Tian Xiaoxiao.

Tian Xiaoxiao and her agent helped her collect things, and then sent her downstairs with Qin Xiuchen and others.

There were fans squatting outside, Qin Ran did not let them send them out.

Just stop at the door of the hotel.

She had just gone out, and Jing Wen's cousin, "Kick Pedal", ran downstairs, "You wait!"

Qin Ran threw his backpack behind him, stood on the spot, and raised his eyes.

Jingwen’s cousin chased outside, panting, catching up with Qin Ran: “Are you the OST, QR that the Magic all played in the OST team last year? Weibo that qr? I see your hand speed Your style of play is exactly the same as her!"

He is an interrogative sentence, but his tone is very certain.

"No, I'm not." Qin Ran took a step aside and spoke indifferently.

Jing Wen's cousin is a straight man. "You are! You are what you are!"

A single row of twenty-star records in a district cannot find a second person.

There are also just eight minutes of battle records. Her violent tactics are almost the same as they were on the field. Even if the fans of the Modu game were not OST fans, they watched them many times over and over again. How could cousin Jingwen not recognize them?

Very loud.

Qin Ran put on the black headphones next to his hand, cold and expressionless: "I said it was not."

Before leaving, he glanced at him, "Don't follow me, beating you carefully."

She squeezed her wrist.

"You beat me, you are the same, you are what you are." Cousin Jingwen followed her and continued to walk forward, chattering.

Walked for two minutes.

At the intersection, Qin Ran took out his cap and buckled it on his head.

Waiting for the intersection, Cheng Mu's ears were sensitive, and after hearing a rough idea, he immediately came over and grabbed the hands of his cousin Jingwen with his left hand, and covered his mouth with his cousin, "Miss Qin, let's go."

When Qin Ran entered the building, no figure could be seen.

Cheng Mu let go of his hand and looked at Jing Wen's cousin with a blank face, "You are too noisy, and it turned into something."

After sending away Jingwen's cousin, Cheng Mu returned to the hut and heard Qin Ran said that Qin Ling's feet were all right, so she didn't need to continue recording.

Cheng Mu was in a trance, thinking he seemed to have discovered the truth that Cheng Junwei forced Gu Xichi...

**

Small building.

Cheng Jun sat on the stone table flipping through a book, flipping a sheet of paper in one hand and holding a tea cup in one hand.

There was another cup of tea opposite him.

Qin Ran threw the backpack on the table and sat across from him. He took the tea cup on the table and took a sip.

Cheng Jun didn't raise his head, and he calmly asked, "Don't play anymore?"

"Nope." Qin Ran put the teacup down and put his chin on his finger.

Cheng Jun put down the book and sat down opposite to stare at it for a while, pointing his finger at the table, "Because it met a previous fan?"

"You got mixed on the scene?" Qin Ran raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly, but couldn't see much emotion. He only looked at him with a pair of good-looking Xingyan.

"I asked Jiang Dongye to transcribe the split screen..." Cheng Jun coughed and said vaguely.

Then looked at the sky.

Qin Ran looked at him for a few seconds and raised his eyebrows a little: "What are you doing to split screen?"

Cheng Jun couldn't help but smile, he lowered his eyes, the dark and beautiful eyes were slightly curved, serious and gentle, but some helpless opening: "Do you like your uncle?"

Otherwise, he will not help him record a program.

"It's okay," Qin Ran reached out and knocked on the table, his eyebrows indifferent. "He's kind to Xiaoling."

"I know." Cheng Jun nodded slightly, thoughtfully.

Qin Ran reached over and flipped the phone, and Jiangdong Ye on WeChat didn’t know when to send her a message—

[Are you in Mountain City C?

Qin Ran was lazy, reached out and knocked a "um" past.

Jiang Dongye of the capital suddenly stood up.

The document was not signed yet. He pulled up his chair and stood up. In a hurry, he directly told the assistant, "Prepare for the earliest flight to city C."

When I went to the laboratory today to find Gu Xichi, Jiang Dongye learned that Gu Xichi had not slept two nights, just to get Cheng Jun out of a bottle of experimental medicine.

Also sent to city c.

Can make Cheng Jun urge...

Jiang Dongye can only think of Qin Ran.

And because Cheng Jun asked him to transcribe the split screen, Jiang Dongye walked out and took out the phone program producer and called.

"General Jiang, tomorrow's meeting..." The secretary took the schedule.

Jiang Dong Yetou did not return: "Push it!"

The secretary looked at the closed elevator doors, and looked at each other face-to-face. President Jiang... What the hell can even do tomorrow's meeting?

**

C City Hill City Hotel.

In the studio, the assistant director tilted Erlang's legs and hummed on the stool.

Someone came in.

It is the director.

"What's your expression?" The expression on the face didn't seem good when the director came in. The assistant director threw a bottle of beer. "Come on, celebrate, won't you be silly?"

The director shook his head.

The assistant guide glanced at him and opened the beer ring. "Because Emperor Qin Yingdi's nephew is not recorded? Actually it's okay. The materials of these two days are enough for us to get out of the galaxy. Don't be too greedy. This kind of fairy... long time I am afraid." He was afraid that one day the other party would even invite his boss

Which variety show can invite Qin Xiuchen to speak at the same time?

Not to mention two people, just talk about the past... they can't invite them in this life!

There are also OST, Kyushu tour fire...

"No," the director took a deep breath, worrying: "I just received a notice that the show leader Boss will arrive tomorrow morning. Is he dissatisfied with the design of the day and the day, so he came to ask us to delete Qin Ran's shots? ?"

Digression

**

Ah, good night!