Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Academician Liao did not know when he was very optimistic about Qin Ran, Zuo Qiurong always knew.

However, Zuo Qiurong didn't expect that even Dean Fang would be very optimistic about Qin Ran...

With Qin Ran, Zuo Qiurong knew that Academician Liao would not accept himself as an apprentice, but compared with Dean Fang, Zuo Qiurong felt that Academician Liao was not acceptable as a disciple of Qin Ran.

"No." Qin Ran was thinking about Fang Zhenbo's things, and he had no mood to ignore Zuo Qiurong. He responded casually and looked directly at Brother Ye. "Brother Ye, what are your research results?"

The two went directly to Brother Ye's test rig.

Brother Ye knew that Qin Ran had a teacher, but it was a pity that Dean Fang's pedestrian just mentioned the business, and he soon forgot about it.

"This is the γ-ray penetration rate..." Brother Ye picked up the file on his test bench and the two said in detail.

Half an hour later, Academician Liao returned.

He didn't go to watch his experiment first, but stood beside Brother Ye and Qin Ran and listened for a while.

The two men were immersed in the project, and they did not notice Academician Liao.

Until they finished the discussion.

"Academician Liao?" Qin Ran took the mobile phone and sent a report to Principal Xu. Then she saw Academician Liao and she took a step back.

Academician Liao was a bit lonely, with no superfluous expression on his face. He knew about Qin Ran's participation in international competitions, but he never understood the content.

Today, listening to the discussion between the two, he was very surprised.

"It's okay, you continue." Academician Liao waved his hand and motioned them to continue. He returned to his experiment table.

After standing for a long while, he looked up to Qin Ran. This year he was not going to watch the ICNE International Competition. Today, listening to the discussion between Qin Ran and Brother Ye, he thought about it, or sitting in front of the computer, giving The person in charge of the project issued an inquiry about the admission ticket for the international competition.

This type of scientific research project, except for the major journalists and those who are engaged in research, is generally rare for ordinary audiences, but it is still difficult to get a vote.

Because these tickets are basically monopolized by the top ten schools in the world, these schools will send their top students to watch.

However, it is not difficult to find an acquaintance at the level of Academician Liao.

**

The game is getting closer and closer, and Qin Ran is basically in the laboratory for the next time.

February 10.

Another new year.

Although it is the New Year, but it is too close to the game, Qin Ran and Brother Ye did not have a holiday.

There were few people during the Beijing Holiday.

Within three days of the year in the city center of Beijing, the firecrackers can be set off at the prescribed time. Starting at 4 pm, the sound of firecrackers fades, red lanterns are hung on all ancient streets, and people can see lions dancing in the streets.

There are not many cars on the road today, basically people.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Cheng Jun parked his car at the gate of the Physics Laboratory.

Compared to other places, the physics laboratory is much deserted.

He got out of the car and was calling Cheng Wenru while looking at the direction of the gate.

Cheng Wenru was very noisy over there. She put her mobile phone to her ear and blocked the other ear with her other hand. Fearing that Cheng Jun could not hear it, she yelled, "I'm really not coming back tonight?"

"Well, go to Xiaoling with them." Cheng Jun's eyes dropped.

On the mobile phone, Cheng Wenru stopped in the corner of the promenade, watching a bunch of young people on the school ground, and was silent.

In the past ten years, Cheng Jun rarely came back, either in a mission or in a hurry.

He happened to be in Beijing this year. Cheng Wenru originally thought it would be a little more lively this year.

Not far away, a child on the school floor shouted: "It's time to go and get a red envelope for the grandfather!"

A group of young people is making noises.

The Cheng family of children naturally do not lack this money, but the picture is a lively one, except for the New Year, the Cheng family rarely gathers so well.

Cheng Wenru remembered that Cheng Butler told her in the morning that the old man had prepared a big red envelope for Qin Ran...

**

Yunjin Community.

Qin Hanqiu took a break to study the menu several days ago, and was busy working in the kitchen this afternoon.

Qin's housekeeper, Awen, Ahai, and Mr. Cook opposite were all there.

Qin's housekeeper Awen and his party are putting spring couplets on the doors and windows of each room.

The doorbell rang.

Qin Hanqiu poked his head out of the kitchen with a spatula and grinned: "It must be Ran Ran!"

Butler Qin quickly put down the Spring Festival couplets in his hand and went to open the door, with a smile on his face: "Size..."

The first thing that caught my eyes was a slender and clear shadow. The other person was slightly tilting his head and talking to the girl next to him. When he saw someone open the door, he looked at the door. Fu Ya gave a dust and smiled slightly: "Qin Butler ,Hello there."

The three words of Qin's housekeeper "Miss" were held back.

He quickly took a step back and felt that the originally spacious living room seemed a little forced: "Cheng, Cheng Cheng!"

In a trance, Qin Hanqiu said that Qin Ran would come today...

But can you say that Prince Cheng's family will come too?

Cheng Jun greeted the Qin housekeeper very friendly and polite.

But Qin's housekeeper dared not accept the gift, and he stepped back a few steps.

Originally, Awen and Ahai, who had posted the couplet, jumped from their chairs in a frivolous manner, and they were somewhat handcuffed.

Just when they were at a loss, Qin Hanqiu showed his head from the kitchen again. Seeing Cheng Jun, he was obviously very happy and raised a spatula: "Xiao Cheng, you came just right, help me fight, they will not work!"

Cheng Jun was obviously used to it. He reached out and took off his coat, rolling up the sleeve of his shirt slowly.

The kitchen is not far from the hall.

Qin Manager can still hear Qin Hanqiu's voice——

"Xiao Cheng, you brought that plate over."

"Xiao Cheng, what do you think of this side dish?"

"Xiaocheng, you turn the pan..."

"..."

The three Qin housekeeper Awen outside are petrified.

In Beijing, apart from Qin Hanqiu, are there any other people who dare to call Prince Cheng's family like this?

I'm afraid that Mr. Cheng can't make it?

The three men looked at each other and suddenly realized--

It turns out that the Qin family and the second lord are the real kings!

Qin Ling's door was open. He was wearing a hat on his head and was sitting in front of a computer playing a mini-game. Cook was watching his mini-game.

The word [Clearance] is being displayed on the computer screen.

Cook sat next to him and watched, while discussing with Qin Ling, gazing casually at customs clearance.

I just saw a small logo in the lower right corner of the clearance page-

A small red poppy flower.

"and many more!"