Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Qiao Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head while maintaining the posture of holding the mobile phone, "Young Master Xu?"

Xu Yaoguang didn't answer, but looked down at the phone.

He stared at Yang Fei's Weibo for a while, then clicked directly to comment.

Glancing at some of the hot comments above, the first hot comment is——

"Am I the only one waiting for the boss to give me news about the popular science qr trumpet?"

"Is there really a person in the world whose hands are faster than Yangshen?"

Yang Fei's Weibo at that time attracted the attention of many people inside and outside the industry, and everyone was looking for who qr was.

No one believed that Yang Fei'ai was just an insignificant person.

In the information age, the Internet is so powerful, and netizens are also miraculous.

However, they encountered Waterloo on the trumpet "qr", and they couldn't find any news, and they couldn't find it at all——

"Visual inspection is a big guy. I asked my doctoral friend of Peking University to find the ID of qr, and he said it was pitch black."

"Upstairs, my computer was almost attacked, I can't afford to provoke it."

"..."

After Xu Yaoguang finished scanning, there was no expression on his face. He tapped with his slender and clean fingertips and followed Yang Feifa's Ai Tei to enter. It was a small Weibo with 590,000 followers, 1 follower, and 0 Weibo.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

If he had seen Yang Fei's Weibo the day before, Xu Yaoguang would not have thought about it, but Qin Ran only logged into the QR game account last night.

One uppercase and one lowercase—

It's hard for Xu Yaoguang not to think too much.

He didn't say anything, just looked at Qiao Sheng silently, his brows and eyes were quite handsome, but those eyes were dark and clear, as if they could read people's hearts.

Qiao Sheng took the book, lowered his head and casually flipped through a page, not daring to meet Xu Yaoguang's gaze.

Xu Yaoguang nodded, returned the phone to Qiao Sheng, turned back, and said nothing more.

Qiao Sheng looked over from behind, Xu Yaoguang didn't seem to be doing exercises, but lowered his head to draw something on the paper.

**

During the break, Gao Yang walked slowly to Class Nine with his hands behind his back.

The members of Class Nine who were sitting together playing games before immediately dispersed and sat back in their seats.

Gao Yang was still smiling. He was not harsh on the students.

His eyes swept across the faces of Qin Ran, Xu Yaoguang, and Qiao Sheng, and finally looked at He Wen, walked to his side, knocked on his table, and signaled him to come out.

In the office, Gao Yang asked unhurriedly, "What happened last night?"

This matter is not a secret, He Wen said it, and after he finished speaking, he paused, and added: "It is the class one who picks things up first."

"Well, it's more important to learn after playing." Gao Yang nodded.

Let He Wen go back.

He was vague, and he didn't say a word of criticism.

Li Airong stood up from her office chair and stepped on her high heels, "Mr. Gao, the students in your class are slandering the students in our class on the forums and organizing big games. You are still in the third year of high school. You don't criticize a word, just leave it at that? "

"Otherwise," Gao Yang's chubby face was full of confusion, "Didn't you hear? The students in your class took the computer, and your class provoked the incident. How can I criticize them?"

"Even if you don't care about them, you still have to think about the study of the students in our class..."

Gao Yang didn't finish listening, so he laughed again. He sat down slowly on his seat, unscrewed the thermos cup and took a sip of tea: "Qin Ran, Qiao Sheng and Xu Yaoguang are the masterminds, if you feel that you are disturbing the people in your class, go to them Say it."

Li Airong couldn't say a word, let alone these three people, she wouldn't dare to provoke even half of them.

She took a deep breath and went back to her desk. When she passed by the physics teacher, she saw Qinran's paper in his hand, which still hadn't written a single word.

Li Airong felt better.

Gao Yang ignored Li Airong, but squinted his eyes slightly as he looked at Qin Ran's note applying for leave.

**

All morning, Chang Ning was very determined to play the voice for Qinran.

Qin Ran turned on mute, turned off vibration, and didn't pay much attention to him.

Then she started to read the list that Chang Ning sent her.

There are a lot of people who place orders with 129, but 129 doesn't receive many orders every month. What Chang Ning gives Qin Ran is the list that has been screened. After searching around, Qin Ran still can't find the list she wants.

The last get out of class is over.

Qin Ran continued to wait for all the people in Class 9 to leave before walking slowly towards the school doctor's office.

Chang Ning's voice continued to come over.

Qin Ran put on the earphones, pressed the connect button, and stuffed the phone into her pocket.

It was windy outside, so she put her hand on the hood of her coat, and zipped it to the top, covering her chin.

Chang Ning from Beijing flipped through the applicants on the computer, and said quietly, "Little classmate, did you forget something?"

Qin Ran pulled her collar to cover her nose, "What?"

"The test questions for new members this year." Chang Ning took out a cigarette from his pocket, clicked his tongue, and said with a chuckle, "You really forgot, did you?"

"No, there's no rush for the test questions." Qin Ran half-closed her eyes, a little casually, "Definitely write it before you recruit new students."

When they walked to the school infirmary, neither Cheng Juan nor Lu Zhaoying were there, only Cheng Mu was taking medicine for a student.

Qin Ran reached out to pull down the hat, and saw the grass on a glass dish inside. After thinking about it, she threw her phone on the sofa and walked to the glass dish to observe carefully.

**

One outside the door.

Pan Mingyue was wearing her school uniform in a proper manner, with short hair that reached her ears, and her hair was full.

"Lin Jinxuan returned to the capital a long time ago, I can't delay any longer," Feng Ci opened the rear compartment, took out a bag of things from it and handed it to Pan Mingyue, "Maybe I won't be able to come back a year ago."

Pan Mingyue took it and lowered her head.

It should be gloves, scarves and various medicines.

Feng Ci bowed his head, counted his fingers, and his voice sounded a little aggrieved: "Two hundred and three days, there are two hundred and three days before the college entrance examination."

"I can't decide on this either." Pan Mingyue carried the bag with another hand.

Feng Ci stretched out his arms to embrace her, "Let's go, brother will take you to dinner."

As soon as he turned around, the phone in his pocket rang.

Feng Ci glanced at it, and there was a string of phone numbers on it. He didn't save his name, so he glanced at it lightly, and hung up directly.

In less than a minute, Lin Jinxuan also called.

Lin Jinxuan's voice on the other end of the phone was calm, "Where is Mingyue?"

"Well," Feng Ci's voice became a little cold and careless, "Stop talking, I'll line up for her first."

Then he lowered his head again, his voice obviously lowered a lot: "It's not windy here, you wait here, I'll go to row."

Here in Beijing.

Lin Jinxuan looked at the curly woman with beautiful makeup in front of him, and nodded politely: "Did you hear that? No one will wait for you where you are."

He speaks in foreign voice.

The woman put on her sunglasses, glanced at Lin Jinxuan, turned around and left without saying a word.

**

Pan Mingyue waited in a corner, holding a pill in his hand, a little dazed.

Familiar footsteps sounded.

Pan Mingyue put the medicine back into her pocket nervously.

Then he looked up at the seal that was trotting over.

Feng Ci was catching up with today's plane and left within ten minutes.

"Hey, aren't you Qin Xiaoran's friend?" Lu Zhaoying and Cheng Juan saw Pan Mingyue when they got out of the car.

The earrings on his ears were a bit dazzling in the cold sun.

"The two of you really don't look like friends," Lu Zhaoying shook his phone, laughing arrogantly, "I'm going to buy milk tea for Qin Xiaoran, do you want it?"

Since the last time she went to the school infirmary to get medicine, Pan Mingyue had deliberately avoided these two people.

Lu Zhaoying still talked to her very familiarly, Cheng Juan just glanced at her slowly, there was no sympathy, no disgust, no inquiry in those beautiful eyes.

Light, like looking at a stranger.

Pan Mingyue's clasped hands slowly relaxed.

When Lu Zhaoying came back quickly with two bags of milk tea, Pan Mingyue had already left.

**

Xu Yaoguang didn't go out to eat at noon, so he asked Qiao Sheng to bring him a meal back to the dormitory.

He has been pensive all morning.

When Qiao Sheng arrived at his dormitory, Xu Yaoguang was looking at a piece of paper.

He put the packed meal by Xu Yaoguang's table, and then looked down to see what Xu Yaoguang was looking at.

A paper.

Very empty, only a few characters written.

There is a row of Q above, 700+.

There is a row of QR below, 280+.

The last row is qr, a question mark.

On the left side, there are three more divine cards written in a circle.

A circle is also drawn between 700+ and 280+.

Still not right.

Xu Yaoguang tapped his fingers on the table, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Except for the first row, Qiao Sheng knew everyone.

However, he was guilty and didn't dare to look at it. He just sat on the chair on the other side with his legs on the table, turned on his phone and started playing games.

It was quite strange, this was the first time Qiao Sheng saw that he was interested in things other than the physical violin.

Xu Yaoguang opened the lunch box and ate with chopsticks in his right hand.

The phone at hand lit up, it should be a message from Qin Yu, Xu Yaoguang clicked on it with his left hand.

The half-raised hand suddenly stopped, and Xu Yaoguang suddenly raised his head.

Keep your eyes on the 700+ in the first row.

He had seen Qin Ran's drawing board newspaper, and he used his right hand.