Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

As a hardcore fan, how could Lu Zhaoying not know Yang Fei?

Even if Yang Fei was wearing a mask, he could still recognize him without showing his face.

Not to mention Yang Fei took off his mask.

Lu Zhaoying's reaction made Cheng Mu jump.

But belatedly, he realized that the boy in front of him was Yang Fei.

He also glanced at Yang Fei in surprise, and then at Qin Ran's direction.

Qin Ran was playing with the pen Cheng Juan gave her in the room. She was sitting on a chair with her head resting on the back of the chair. When she heard the sound, she turned her head slightly.

She saw Yang Fei standing in front of Lu Zhaoying at a glance, and she turned her head without expression, "I don't know him."

The voice sounded calm.

Yang Fei touched his nose involuntarily, and coughed again, "Student Qin Ran, I'm here to talk to you."

"Yangshen, sit down first." It took Lu Zhaoying three minutes to recover his voice, and then he dragged out the bench for Yang Fei to sit on. "Are you here for Qin Xiaoran? She is like this, especially Cool, why are you looking for Qin Xiaoran? You two know each other?"

Lu Zhaoying had been wondering how Qinran got the ticket for the meeting.

Now that he saw Yang Fei himself, he had a faint reaction.

The two knew each other, so he gave Qin Ran the ticket?

Lu Zhaoying looked at Qin Ran in shock.

"Just..." Yang Fei didn't sit down, he took off the hat of the sweater, the mask was hooked on his little finger, and said politely, "I want to play games with her."

"Looking for her to play games? Yangshen, why do you want her to play games?" Lu Shao is now a spinning top, completely following Yang Fei's back, "Isn't there a Meng Xinran in your team? Also in this school, Qin Xiaoran's hands are not fast enough of."

Lu Zhaoying had played games with Qin Ran before, and knew that Qin Ran's consciousness control was good. The only flaw was that her hand speed was too slow.

Now even the master level has not been reached.

Shocked by Lu Zhaoying's words, Yang Fei paused for a while before raising his head, "Just call me by my name."

Someone who could call Qinran by his name called him Yangshen, and Yang Fei was terrified.

Cheng Juan put his hands on the table, glanced at Yang Fei expressionlessly, and said indifferently, "That's your friend? Go and ask him what he is doing."

Qin Ran picked out her ear with one free hand.

Three minutes later, he left the school infirmary with Yang Fei expressionlessly.

**

"Then Meng Xinran was recruited by Yi Jiming." In the yard, Yang Fei lowered his head, "He said he could see a little of your demeanor, who knew she could make trouble so much."

Qin Ran lowered her head, casually looked at the grass under her feet, and gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Yang Fei understood her well, so he didn't say any more, but asked another question, "Yi Jiming wants to see you very much."

"No," Qin Ran was a little distracted, not paying attention to what he said, "I'm fine, I'll go back to eat."

He entered the school doctor's room very simply and closed the door.

Yang Fei stood where he was, put on a mask for himself, and pulled off the hat of his sweater before turning and leaving the yard.

Qin Ran returned to the school infirmary, put the pen that Cheng Juan asked her to give Xia Fei on the table, looked at Lu Zhaoying who was still stiff in the middle of the room, cleared her throat, and said, "It's time to eat."

Lu Zhaoying had already turned into a statue. Hearing the sound, he turned his head stiffly.

Have a meal? Now is the time to eat! waiting! ? !

He's crazy.

Cheng Mu came over with a few empty bowls and put them on the table. He saw Qin Ran's pen on the table casually.

Recognized that this is what he got today.

Cheng Mu's face was stiff, "Miss Qin, do you use the two pens interchangeably?"

"Ah, no," Qin Ran realized, she picked up the chopsticks slowly, and said vaguely, "Your Master Juan gave it to my classmate."

After thinking about it, Qin Ran said again: "It feels okay, but it's easy to scratch."

Cheng Mu: "..."

**

During evening self-study, Qin Ran continued to return to class.

The class gathered together to discuss about Meng Xinran.

From time to time, there was a burst of laughter.

Led by Qiao Sheng.

Whether it's Meng Xinran or the rest of the group, they all have grievances with Class Nine.

On weekdays, people in the two classes would see sparks in their eyes.

Especially in the past two days, a group of people have their nostrils upturned, and they are very arrogant.

Meng Xinran didn't squint.

Who knew that the slap in the face came so quickly.

"Did you see the post that Qiao Sheng posted on our school forum?" In the back row, a group of boys gathered together to chat about the post on the forum, and said with a muffled smile, "Directly put the Mengjiabuyuijunbuy marketing account into the record If it's released, it's still our Young Master Qiao who is ruthless."

Qin Ran sat in her seat and began to slowly practice calligraphy with a pen.

Xia Fei and Lin Siran came in through the back door together.

Qin Ran held a pen in one hand and rested her chin in the other. Then she raised her eyes and tapped on the table with the pen, motioning for Xia Fei to come over.

"Sister Ran, what do you want from me?" Xia Fei sat at Qin Ran's front table.

Qin Ran raised her hand and threw the pen aside to Xia Fei: "Here you are."

Xia Fei picked it up subconsciously, seeing what was in her hand, she suddenly felt a heavy weight in it, "Sister Ran, what did you give me?"

"Just the pen from last time," Qin Ran lazily leaned against the wall, picked up her pen again, and slowly practiced calligraphy again, "The person who gave me the pen saw that you liked it, so he bought one for you too." .”

It's okay if you don't know the price of this pen, but after knowing it, Xia Fei feels that the pen in her hand is heavy.

"Sister Ran, take it back quickly, I dare not move my hands, not at all." Xia Fei was afraid that if she moved, the pen would fall off, and she couldn't afford to pay ten of them.

Qin Ran raised her eyebrows, "What do you say?"

"This is 300,000 yuan."

"Ah," Qin Ran paused, eyes narrowed slightly, "No, this is a fake, 500 yuan, if you mind, you can transfer 500 yuan to me."

High imitation?

Xia Fei was surprised by the degree of simulation of the high imitation, and she also breathed a sigh of relief.

500 yuan is still a bit expensive for a pen.

But it is acceptable to ordinary people.

She happily transferred 500 yuan to Qin Ran.

Qin Ran transferred another 500 yuan to Cheng Juan.

**

The people in Class Nine were still discussing frantically.

Suddenly, the back door was kicked open with a "bang".

Class Nine was silent for a moment, all eyes were focused on the back door.

Meng Xinran stood at the back door with a grim expression. He didn't look at the others in Class Nine. He looked directly at Qiao Sheng who was sitting in the back row. The expression on his face was as cold as ever: "Qiao Sheng, did you post the forum post?"

A few boys from Class 1 followed behind her.

Inspiring teachers.

Qiao Sheng sat on his desk without any fear, and smiled casually, "That's right, why, fight?"

Naturally, one would not dare to fight with Class Nine. Who doesn't know that the boss of Class Nine knows Wei Zihang?

"Deleted." Meng Xinran had a sneer on her expressionless face.

His eyes turned to Qin Ran who was still sitting in his seat, practicing calligraphy as if nothing had happened.

Everyone knew that Qiao Sheng was defending her because of Qin Ran's affairs, but the person involved was calm and calm, as if he didn't care about anything.

No one can do anything about Qiao Sheng being beaten to death.

"Do you dare to come to the Kyushu Tour Arena? PK, the winner will be determined in three games. If you lose, delete the post and apologize! We lose and call you dad!" The monitor of class 1 glanced at the people of class 9.

The boys in Class 9 ignored the monitor of Class 1. Are they stupid and went to the arena to pk with professional players?

"Don't you dare? Then you call us Dad." A group of people stood outside the door of Class Nine, laughing wildly.

They definitely didn't dare to fight with Class Nine.

Can only use other methods.

The boys in Class Nine knew that Class One was using aggressive tactics, so they all endured it without responding.

They didn't expect to lose to the girls in their class.

Sometimes the passion of young people and a kind of soulful thing are so inexplicable. Girls usually despise these straight men, but at this time they share the same hatred. They slapped the table and said aggressively: "Who said you can't, Qiao Sheng, Xu Little, give it to me!"

Boys in Class Nine: "..."

"Since you have agreed, I'll go get the computer!" The group of people were also confused, and then they immediately went back to the dormitory to get the computer as if they were afraid that the group nine would regret it.

The girls in Class Nine saw that the boy's expressions were not right, so they asked them what was wrong.

The boys looked at the little ancestors in the class expressionlessly, and said very tiredly, "Do you know who Meng Xinran is? The substitute before the OST. The hand speed is 500+. Most importantly, as an internal member, Her account is an OST professional account, so there must be a magic card in the account! Not to mention that her natural cards must be countless. We only have two natural cards for Xu Shao, one natural card for Qiao Sheng, and everyone else. It's a human card. If the divine card in Meng Xinran's hand is Nuwa, it's game over, how can I play against them?"

From top to bottom, Kyushu Tour is divided into god cards, sky cards, human cards, and land cards. At the beginning of the game, five land cards are presented, and system tasks or dungeons will explode human cards.

As for the sky card, the fragments of the top dungeon can be synthesized. How can a group of students have time to synthesize fragments?

Comparing character cards with the professional account of the professional team? Go crazy.