Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

"Yangshen, don't you think it's not lively enough?" The coach lowered his head and looked at Yang Fei's vibrating mobile phone that he threw aside after posting on Weibo.

How could he have forgotten that the person in front of him was a ruthless character who desperately resurrected Yi Jiming when he was the only one left in the team.

Yang Fei said lightly, "En."

The coach didn't say anything else. After thinking about it, he also took out his phone, opened the Weibo page, and followed Qinran's account along Yang Fei's account.

If he was a little unsure when he met Qinran for the first time, but now he is completely sure who that person is.

Although Yang Fei did this impulsively, it would be understandable if it was really for that person.

"Go to training." The coach patted Yang Fei on the shoulder and told him to go quickly, "Don't bring your mobile phone."

Yang Fei straightened his sleeves, and wanted to chat with Qin Ran.

I didn't feel that I had done any big things at all, so I went to training calmly.

The coach looked at his back, and before he had time to sigh, the phone in his pocket rang crazily.

Those who called him were either a few elite professional players from other teams, or the coaches of other teams.

As soon as they picked it up, they all asked him if the OST team had recruited new students, who were better than Yang Fei.

The coaches all answered no, it was Yang Fei's friend.

Not many people believe it.

After several phone calls, the coach sighed. No wonder some people used "e-sports star" to describe Yang Fei. The enthusiasm was terrifying.

He was not idle, and went directly to the studio to deal with the next problem.

**

No. 1 Middle School, Class No. 9.

Lin Siran was writing with a physics paper, turning his head to look at Qin Ran from time to time.

Qin Ran sat on a chair with her legs crossed, casually flipping through a foreign novel without raising her head, "What's the matter, tell me."

"Ran Ran, who gave you that pen?" Lin Siran put down the pen and said quietly.

"That's right, the school doctor's office." Qin Ran answered her, turned her head again, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Ah, it's okay." Lin Siran raised his eyes, and looked at Xia Fei who was obviously not serious about writing in the front left, and seemed to be lost in thought.

These two people had never expected to see such an expensive pen.

Is it made of gold?

Lin Siran felt that if it was in her hands, she would definitely be reluctant to touch it, for fear of being worn out.

Qin Ran's cell phone rang, and someone was calling her.

There is no signature, but she knows it, so she didn't answer it.

The phone rang again.

Qin Ran took the earphone and mobile phone, lowered her eyebrows, left the classroom directly, and walked towards the bathroom.

She found a cubicle where no one was there, and sat on the toilet seat in a dainty manner.

"What's the matter?" She put on the earphones and spoke under her throat.

Yang Fei, who was holding Yi Jiming's phone on the other side of the phone, paused.

It was cool when I posted on Weibo just now, but now I feel a little nervous when I talk to Qin Ran.

"God Qin, I have something to do." Yang Fei rubbed his nose, "I tweeted your Weibo."

Qin Ran squinted her eyes halfway, feeling a little drowsy, and said "En" without much response.

Yang Fei smiled, his delicate face seemed to be shining, and he said fearlessly: "I told the netizens that you are the teammate I want to cooperate with."

Not ashamed but proud.

Qin Ran: "..."

Never died?

She hung up the phone coldly and uninstalled Weibo.

Then he unfolded the phone and locked his account with Lin Siran's, making sure that no hacker could touch her.

Yang Fei on the other end of the phone handed the phone to Yi Jiming, and he touched his nose again, "I'm mad, please help me take a leave of absence from the coach after training in the afternoon."

Yi Jiming shaved his head, knowing what Yang Fei was going to do, his eyes lit up, "Can you..."

"No." Yang Fei refused very gently before he finished speaking.

**

class nine.

The phone in Lin Siran's table hole kept vibrating, constantly vibrating.

The boy at the front desk couldn't take it anymore, he turned his head, knocked on Lin Siran's desk, and looked at her very seriously: "Please take a look at your phone, aren't you afraid it might break?"

Lin Siran glanced at him, and then took out his mobile phone from the hole in the table.

It was found that it was all news about Weibo increasing fans.

She is a personal Weibo, and only a few classmates have closed it, so there are no comments, and Weibo reminders are not closed.

Now that she opened it, she was completely dazed.

Her Weibo has 999+ news, 999+ likes, and 999+ new fans.

It took Lin Siran three seconds to react before she remembered what she was going to do, then exited Weibo expressionlessly, and reopened it after a few seconds.

All the content displayed above is still 999+.

"What's wrong with you?" The front desk seemed to be stunned seeing Lin Siran.

Lin Siran didn't answer, but clicked on the message to comment.

"Miss, ask who qr is (eat melon)"

"Miss, why does the boss only pay attention to you?"

"Miss..."

Lin Siran followed these comments and clicked into Qin Ran's Weibo, and found that she had 200,000 followers in an instant!

She followed Qin Ran's Weibo to Yang Fei's Weibo, and she was completely stunned.

As an e-sports star, Yang Fei's number of fans has already exceeded eight figures, and his latest Weibo comment of 130,000 is still increasing.

Then follow his comment below to go to Weibo hot search, and found that the two letters "qr" have already become the number one hot search by everyone's manual search.

Whether it's Hot Search or an e-sports star like Yang Fei, as a student like Lin Siran, he absolutely cannot get in touch with him in his daily life.

In Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School, the arrival of a student like Meng Xinran has turned the world upside down.

Lin Siran knew that Qin Ran was different, but he didn't expect that Qin Ran actually knew Yang Fei himself?

Looks like it's related?

How did Qin Ran know this group of people?

Qin Ran just came back from the toilet, her face was obviously expressionless, but the air pressure in her body was low, and the voices in the class gradually became quieter.

Lin Siran tilted her head and stared at Qinran intently, "Weibo..."

Qin Ran put the earphones into her ears, and said calmly, "I'm not familiar with him, so I don't know why he asked for my trumpet."

She spoke calmly, with almost no flaws to be found.

Listen carefully, it seems that there is some gnashing of teeth.

Lin Siran tilted his head, nodded, and finally came to his senses.

Naturally, she didn't know that her tablemate was not only very familiar with Yang Fei, but also the creator of the three magic cards in his hand.

Lin Siran picked up the phone again, looking at it a little erratically.

**

There are many rhythms on Weibo.

Meng Xinran's rhythm before could not be counted, but after that, the rhythm of bringing OST female e-sports players was too much.

The OST official directly released a Weibo, proving that there are female members in the first generation of OST members.

The history of female players is not created because of someone.

On the other hand, Yang Fei is undeniably the number one player in eSports in Kyushu.

Whether it's his three magic cards, his personal ability, or his leading the domestic team to the international competition...

In the country, he has long been the uncrowned emperor.

As soon as the phrase "better than me" was uttered, Yang Fei's fans were first alarmed.

Then it shocked the professional players in the e-sports circle.

Someone picked up a video of Yang Fei who was only ranked "second" in hand speed in previous interviews, and they all speculated whether this "qr" was the one who ranked first.

They climbed in along the number qr and saw nothing.

It's obviously a trumpet, with only one follower, a few fans, and more than half of them are zombie fans.

No trace of it could be found.

Then they found out that Yi Jiming and the coach of OST were paying attention to this trumpet.

As soon as the news came out, several coaches of several veteran e-sports teams in China and a few old aces also paid attention to this account silently.

"This man must be a big boss!"

"It's the first time I saw those retired aces from the first generation come out, I really want to know who this qr is!"

"So is QR really stronger than Yang Shen?"

"A word of silence... Do you have any first-generation fans? Do you think she is God Qin..."

Because the first generation has few fans, this comment was submerged in the army of comments.

Not ten minutes.

The two letters "qr" became a trending search when Qinran didn't expect it.

The words "No. 1 in hand speed" also ranked first.

The news was so big that as soon as the news came out, everyone's attention frantically focused on the point of "better than Yang Fei".

It wasn't until the heat subsided a little that these people realized a problem.

So what Yang Fei said in the exhibition match that day should be this small qr, not Meng Xinran? !

So what happened to the series of rhythms that followed?

In particular, Meng Xinran also posted a Weibo of @ OST team owner today. Not only did no one from the OST team respond, Yang Fei also posted such a Weibo.

The official website of the OST team also posted a clarification on Weibo.

In this way, Meng Xinran's previous Weibo seemed a little ridiculous.

Meng Xinran's previous fans were all Yang Fei's fans. Now Yang Fei personally posted @正主 on Weibo. Yang Fei's fans and some passers-by immediately canceled their attention on Meng Xinran.

Under Weibo, there are also people scolding her for making fun of her popularity.

Meng Xinran's operation this time is really disgusting, and he treats all netizens as fools.

Because of this reason, Meng Xinran's black fans suddenly rose.

The previous few entertainment bloggers who were raving about the situation saw that the situation was wrong, and immediately deleted the Weibo they had forwarded before.

But Meng Xinran's Weibo cannot be deleted. She is a hot topic among netizens. Netizens have already screenshotted her Weibo. If she deletes it now, she will appear even more guilty.

It was not too late when Meng Xinran got the news.

It was taken by her friend in Beijing.

Because of Yang Fei, these gimmicks attracted her more than one million fans, but now they are all gone.

She looked at the screenshot that her friend gave her, and her fingers squeezed tightly.

Someone in the first class secretly turned their heads to look at Meng Xinran.

Meng Xinran pursed her lips, her face was cold, how could it not be her? !

There are only a few girls in the OST team, no one is faster than her!

She stared at the trumpet qr, thinking of the @Everyone's Weibo she just posted, her face flushed.

Some couldn't stand other people's stares, so she took the sunglasses and went directly to the office to ask Li Airong for leave.

Just happened to meet Qin Ran who was being sought by the physics teacher.

Meng Xinran still didn't look at her, and walked past her to leave.

There was no deliberate ridicule, but she was ignored.

For Meng Xinran, no matter how embarrassed she was, she was not comparable to this kind of person.

**

No. 1 middle school was in class in the afternoon, and the news on Weibo was only circulated in a small circle.

It wasn't until after school in the afternoon that the students of No. 1 Middle School slowly spread the word.

Qin Ran went directly to the school doctor's office.

In the school doctor's office, Lu Zhaoying was looking at a boy's neck. The boy seemed to have a stiff neck, and Lu Zhaoying was putting a plaster on him.

Qin Ran put her backpack on the table, and Cheng Juan looked up.

"Your classmate likes your pen very much?" Cheng Juan put away the scalpel, and asked slowly.

Qinran leaned on the back of the chair, lowered her brows and eyes in an uneasy look, and said vaguely, "Yes."

Cheng Juan opened the drawer casually, and took out a pen from it, "It's the same as yours, give it to your classmate."

After thinking about it, Cheng Juan spoke, and said earnestly, "You have a bad temper, and it's not easy for someone to be your friend."

Qin Ran: "...?"

She recalled what her grandmother often said, saying that she would be alone if she died.

Always feel that there are similarities.

Outside.

Lu Zhaoying sent the classmate who had a stiff neck away.

While talking to Cheng Mu, he checked Weibo, he didn't check Weibo much today, he was afraid that he couldn't help beating Meng Xinran.

There was another knock on the door of the school doctor's room.

"Student, it's time to get off work..." Lu Zhaoying played with his phone, looked up, and before he could finish a sentence, it got stuck in his throat.

The person who came was wearing a black sweater with a hood on his head and a mask on his face.

Hearing Lu Zhaoying's words, he took off his mask and showed a very polite smile on his face, "Excuse me, Qin... um, is classmate Qin Ran here?"

Lu Zhaoying heard his own soul calling out, "Qin...Qin Xiaoran, come out to me quickly!"