Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Mu Xiaoyuyu is a college student who followed the blogger Qin Yu because of a popular violin video last year.

She is a music student, and there are very few violin masters of Qin Yu's level who will become a Weibo blogger and learn various violin skills.

Good-looking, good at playing the violin, and a student of Beijing University, which one is not a fan?

Mu Xiaoyuyu is one of her loyal fans. Qin Yu's violin performance last year was her first song, so she naturally remembers it very clearly.

Yet her comment was buried under so many comments that it didn't make a splash.

She originally wanted to retweet it, but she can basically grab Qin Yu's popular comments every time, and she is also a big fan of Qin Yu. She can't recruit Qin Yu without any evidence. After thinking about it, Mu Xiaoyu Yu saved the blogger's violin video, and then started to pick up the score.

Do comparative evidence.

**

On this side, when Qin Ran returned to Ting Lan, she went upstairs to pick up Pan Mingyue's video.

She, Pan Mingyue, Qiao Sheng, and Lin Siran were all admitted to Beijing University, and Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School gave them the nickname of Beijing University's Big Four.

Lin Siran came a month ago, Pan Mingyue and Qiao Sheng both came tomorrow and signed up the day after tomorrow.

Qin Ran's violin can be put on for a while, and he will confirm with them the arrival time tomorrow.

"I'll come with Uncle Feng and the others tomorrow, around four o'clock in the afternoon." The four of them started a group chat video, Pan Mingyue was still chatting, she pressed her glasses, her voice was very low.

There are only a few flights a day from Yuncheng to Beijing.

Qiao Sheng seemed to be on the sofa downstairs. He rubbed his head and leaned closer to the camera, "I'll be there at noon tomorrow."

"I'll pick you up," Lin Siran found out that she had three magic cards and she was quite nervous. Besides playing games every day, she said excitedly, "Come on, let's fight face to face!"

Knowing that they would all be there tomorrow, Qin Ran was also in a good mood. She sat at the table, leaning against the back of the chair, and turned on the computer by the way. There was still no icon on the computer page.

She pressed a few keys casually, and a file library appeared, from which she found the file that Chang Ning gave her last time.

The main forces investigating her are Ouyang's family and the Beijing Research Institute.

Qin Ran tapped on the table with her fingertips, her eyes fixed on the Beijing Research Institute, she squinted slightly, she had to go to the 129 headquarters sometime.

**

Downstairs, Cheng Mu was about to carry the pot of grass upstairs.

The doorbell rang.

He put down the flower pot and went to open the door. There are always a lot of guests coming to Ting Lan. The old man comes to have a cup of tea every few days, and Cheng Wenru comes here for a stroll...

Cheng Jin said tonight that he would come back around this point.

Cheng Mu opened the door, thinking that Cheng Jin and the others had come back.

Unexpectedly, when the door opened, it was a completely unfamiliar face.

The other party was tall, wearing loose casual clothes, and holding a delicate bag in his hand. When he saw Cheng Mu, he smiled slightly, like a bright moon, elegant and dusty: "Excuse me, is Qin Ran asleep?"

First, it was not Miss Qin Ran.

Second, he only asked Qin Ran if he was asleep, and he was sure that Qin Ran lived here.

When Cheng Mu received these two signals, an alarm sounded in his mind, "Miss Qin is practicing piano upstairs."

"I see," the other party didn't say anything, just smiled, the color of ice and snow seemed to melt, he reached out and handed the bag in his hand to Cheng Mu, "Then can you give this to her for me?"

He didn't want to talk about going in to find Qinran, his tone was soothing.

Cheng Mu felt that it was much better than the attitude of Master Juan's thief.

"Then you are..." Cheng Mu took the bag. After all, it belonged to Qin Ran, so he dared not take it away.

"No, she's just who I am." After the man finished speaking, he turned around and left, and entered the elevator.

When his figure completely disappeared in front of his eyes, Cheng Mu took the bag and walked into the house suspiciously.

At a glance, he saw Cheng Juan coming down the stairs.

"Master Juan." Cheng Mu stood up straight.

"Yeah," Cheng Juan didn't turn up after drinking at night, but his body smelled of alcohol, and he came down after taking a shower. He was wearing cotton pajamas, not as sharp as before, "Who has been here?"

He poured out a glass of water from the kitchen and noticed the delicate little bag in Cheng Mu's hand.

The bag is very empty, only in the lower left corner, there is a logo similar to a flower that is not particularly obvious.

He was leaning against the stairs, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Cheng Mu was very nervous, "It's just a gentleman. I asked who he was, but he didn't answer. He just said that Ms. Qin knew who he was when she saw something. He should be someone Ms. Qin knew very well."

After being by Qinran's side for so long, Cheng Mu became more and more calm.

After all, I have met too many people, not to mention Cheng Juan, a big boss.

After he finished speaking, he didn't hear Cheng Juan's reply, and the atmosphere seemed to have fallen into an extremely strange silence.

Cheng Mu touched his head, "Master Juan?"

"Give me something." Cheng Juan stretched out his hand slowly.

Cheng Mu immediately handed the bag to Cheng Juan.

Cheng Juan took it over and took a look. There should be something in the bag, not very heavy, about the weight of a small teacup.

He didn't turn it over, just looked down at the bag, took another sip of the water in the cup, and walked upstairs unhurriedly.

Stopped outside Qin Ran's door.

knock on the door.

Qin Ran just hung up the video with Qiao Sheng and the others, went to get the things in the backpack, and came over to open the door.

Cheng Juan leaned against the door frame, playing with a bag in his slender jade hand, with a somewhat lazy posture.

Qinran knew what the bag was as soon as she saw it, and she turned to continue with her black backpack.

Then sit in front of the computer and don't care much.

"Aren't you even curious about what gift this is?" Cheng Juan walked inside, feeling a little better, he weighed the bag in his hand, handed it to her, and rested his hand on the table beside her carelessly.

Qin Ran took out the notebook in her backpack.

Looking up at him, she reached out to pick up the bag. She knew what was inside and was not curious.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Cheng Juan raised his hand again without changing his face.

Qinran was sitting on the stool, and he was leaning against the table, not as tall as him. When she raised her hand, Qinran couldn't reach it no matter how long she was.

She nodded: "Okay, sir, I'll see you off."

Can't she stop?

"Who is your uncle?" Cheng Juan lowered his eyes. After hearing what she said, he also guessed what it was, and looked down. There was a black mobile phone in the bag.

"Ah," Qin Ran closed the document on the computer, pressed a few more keys to open the social software, and said perfunctorily, "Brother, brother, I'll see you off, okay?"

Cheng Juan lowered his eyes to look at her, her eyes were clear, and her tone was casual.

Cheng Juan suddenly smiled, "No, wait, what did you call me just now?"

"Brother?" Qin Ran didn't lift her head.

"The one in front." His good-looking eyebrows and eyes were lowered.

Qin Ran thought for a while, tilted her head, and rested her chin on her hand: "Brother?"

Cheng Juan smiled in a low voice, and there was a secret smile in his eyes. He reached out and handed the small bag to Qin Ran: "Take it."

"You don't want it anymore?" Qin Ran took it over, "This phone is very useful."

"No need." Cheng Juan stood up straight, "I heard Cheng Jin's voice, so I'm going downstairs first."

**

downstairs.

Cheng Mu hugged the potted flowers, and his desire to survive made him dare not follow Cheng Juan to go upstairs.

He just sat on the sofa downstairs with the flower pot in his arms, and first sent a message to Lin Siran to report the status of the potted flower.

Then it was sent to the old gardener.

In the past, the old gardener would say "um" indifferently, but today he suddenly replied——

[I found that you have great potential for planting flowers. 】

Cheng Mu stared at this sentence for a while, not quite understanding what it meant.

There was a knock at the door, this time it was really Cheng Jin who came back, he took off his suit jacket and was about to go upstairs: "Where is Master Juan?"

Cheng Wenru followed behind.

"I should be looking for Miss Qin." Cheng Mu reminded.

Cheng Wenru stopped immediately and didn't dare to go up. She sat opposite Cheng Mu.

He put the briefcase on the table casually, with his legs slightly crossed.

Cheng Mu took a look at Cheng Wenru's briefcase. There was also a flower-shaped logo on the lower left corner of the bag. The flower shape was very peculiar. Cheng Mu never paid attention to Cheng Jin's business. He was surrounded by flowers in the past six months. He cared more about flowers. The flowers on Cheng Wenru's bag looked familiar to him.

"I just saw your flower." He pointed to Cheng Wenru's file bag and spoke.