Master Wei?

The first second after seeing these three words, Qin Yu didn't care.

The longer I stay in the capital, the more I understand Master Wei's status in the capital's circles. It's not just his personal status, but also the connections that are inextricably linked to him.

If you don't experience it in person, you won't be able to feel the changes.

Can you see it at Chen Shulan’s funeral?

Qin Yu pulled her lip slightly, not caring too much. She was about to turn off her phone, put it in her bag, and take out her lipstick.

Mu Ying sent another photo.

It's a candid photo.

It should have been taken at Chen Shulan’s funeral. The photo only showed the side profile of an old man with slightly gray hair and a frail appearance.

Qin Yu had only met Master Wei in person once, but she had seen his magazines and news thousands of times.

...

...

She could confirm that the photo Mu Ying sent her was indeed of Master Wei himself...

Qin Yu looked at the photo on her phone, her hands tightened involuntarily, her eyes flickering.

The main reason she came to Zhou was to get to know more people behind Dai Ran and see more of the world.

So when she had to choose between the two, she left Chen Shulan's funeral without hesitation and chose to come here with Dai Ran.

But she didn't expect that Master Wei, whom she had tried every possible means to avoid seeing again in the capital, would appear at her grandmother's funeral?

Qin Yu's passion, which had been ignited by Dai Ran's introduction tonight, cooled down because of Mu Yingfa's words. She knew exactly what she wanted and would do whatever it took to get it.

She never regretted her choices, but now, she was eager to know what was going on with Master Wei.

Qin Yu made a long-distance call directly to Mu Ying.

at the same time.

Capital city, OST team headquarters.

Yang Fei took the scarf and put it on himself, then closed Weibo and went to the top floor with his coach.

There are not many people on the top floor, but it is very clean.

This was obviously not Yang Fei’s first time, but the coach behind him was meeting his immediate superior for the first time. He was trembling with fear all the way and kept adjusting his clothes.

The smart and capable secretary smiled at them and opened the office door. "The president is waiting for you two inside."

There stood a man with his back to them.

He was wearing a silver-grey suit and had a straight figure. When he turned sideways, his face as gentle as jade had a faint smile on it, and he looked like a young man from an ancient noble family who had walked out of an ancient scroll painting, dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse, as if all the elegance in the world was concentrated in him.

The color of heaven.

The OST coach took a look and lowered his head, not daring to meet his gaze.

Yang Fei sat down on the empty chair with some familiarity, his face still aloof, and his voice was quite straight, "Cousin."

The man said "hmm", then stretched out his hand and politely asked the coach to sit on the chair.

The voice is clear and has a sense of inviolability.

"She's on stage?" The man took the white porcelain teapot and poured three cups of tea.

Yang Fei leaned back, his handsome face expressionless, "Well, you saw the live broadcast."

The man handed the seven-tenths full cups of tea to the two people, but did not drink it. He just looked out the window. After a long while, he nodded, said nothing, and went out.

The coach breathed a sigh of relief only after he left.

Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School.

Class nine.

It was just after class, and Lin Siran was sitting on the bench bored, looking through her Weibo. In recent days, her Weibo followers have increased from more than 50,000 to 270,000, and are still growing.

As for Qin Ran's Weibo account, its followers had skyrocketed to 3.7 million.

Lin Siran estimated that it would rise to four million in a few days.

In the last match in Magic City OST, Qin Ran attracted a lot of fans, and some fans who came over from Yang Fei have already urged Lin Siran to let Qin Ran post on Weibo.

It’s not like no one on the Internet has dug up the identities of the accounts QR and Lin Siran, but these two accounts are so weird that even if someone finds the hacker, there’s nothing they can do about them.

Of course, those in Class Nine who had seen Qin Ran's big size kept silent about it. When others talked about it, they just smiled with all their heart hidden.

Then he secretly logged into Weibo and followed Qin Ran’s Weibo account.

Lin Siran glanced at the empty desk and sighed.

Then he weakly took a piece of paper and prepared to go to the toilet.

At the back table, Qiao Sheng was also bored and lying on the table talking to He Wen and Xu Yaoguang. When he saw Lin Siran, he waved at her.

"Mr. Xu, when do you think Sister Ran will come to class? The physics teacher has been thinking about her for a long time." Qiao Sheng stretched his legs in the aisle and spoke weakly.

Xu Yaoguang was holding a pen and writing a physics question. When he heard this, he paused for a moment and shook his head, "I don't know."

Qiao Sheng didn't expect him to know, so he just propped up his chin with his hand and said, "Come to think of it, I didn't see Pan Mingyue and Wei Zihang this morning. I wonder what they were doing."

Xu Yaoguang also narrowed his eyes. His grandfather was not at home this morning.

The other side.

Cheng Mu parked the car and asked people along the way to find the direction of Class 9, but he didn't find Gao Yang in the office.

Seeing Lin Siran coming out of the bathroom, Cheng Mu was very impressed by Qin Ran's classmate who often used fake grass to pretend to be Wangyou.

"Student Lin..." Cheng Mumu called Lin Siran with a dull face.

Lin Siran was looking down, holding a piece of paper, slowly wiping the water off her hands. When she heard someone calling her, she turned her head and saw Cheng Mu, "Are you here to look for Ranran?"

"No, I'm here to ask your class teacher for leave for Miss Qin." Cheng Mu was silent for a moment.

Lin Siran paused, quite surprised, "How long will the leave be?"

“Probably, estimated, maybe directly go to the college entrance examination.” Cheng Mu lowered his head.

Lin Siran: "..."

Ah, this really seems to be a cool move by Sister Ran.

"Our old class teacher is in class six downstairs. You can see him if you wait for a while at the stairs." Lin Siran estimated the time and confirmed with Cheng Mu, "So Ranran is not coming back this semester, right?"

Cheng Mu nodded as he walked down.

Lin Siran followed him downstairs. She pulled up the hood of her down jacket and put it on herself. "Then after you ask for leave from our class teacher, wait for me at the intersection and help me get something for Ranran."

Without waiting for Cheng Mu to answer, Lin Siran left quickly.

Cheng Mu touched his hair in confusion, then went downstairs to wait for Gao Yang and briefly talked about his request for leave.

It is not particularly easy for students, especially those in their senior year of high school, to take leave.

After Cheng Mu finished talking to Gao Yang, he originally thought that Gao Yang would ask in detail, but he didn't expect that Gao Yang's first reaction was to be relieved... ? ?

“She doesn’t have to attend the following classes, but she shouldn’t relax during her leave.” Thanks to the indulgence of the Dean of Studies and Principal Xu towards Qin Ran, Gao Yang didn’t have to report to the higher-ups and the leave was approved.

He tore off a note, wrote a few words, stamped it, and handed it to Cheng Mu.

After Cheng Mu left, he called the dean to explain everything, and the dean immediately reported it to Principal Xu.

If an ordinary student asked for leave, the Dean of Studies would naturally not alert Principal Xu, but Qin Ran was the focus of Principal Xu's attention.

Cheng Mu folded the leave application and put it in his pocket with an expressionless face.

Then she put on her scarf, but didn't leave immediately. She stood at the intersection and waited for Lin Siran for a while.

Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School is not small.

It takes fifteen minutes to go back and forth from the teaching building to the dormitory.

After Cheng Mu finished talking to Gao Yang, he waited at the intersection for a few minutes before Lin Siran trotted over.

She was holding a black plastic bag.

Cheng Mu pulled the scarf and looked at it. He felt that it looked a bit like a garbage bag...

"Please help me bring these to Ranran," Lin Siran stood still, then rummaged through the garbage bag. There were two glass bottles. She looked at them and threw them into the garbage bag, then found a pot of flowers. "This pot of flowers needs to be watered every morning and placed where she sleeps. This flower seems to be quite delicate..."

Lin Siran took out her phone again and asked Cheng Mu to add her on WeChat. Then she sent him a long professional WeChat message about flower care.

Cheng Mu looked down and said, "..."

Does this pot of broken flowers need to be taken care of by a particularly awesome and professional gardener?

Although it was something for Qin Ran, Cheng Mu still carefully packed it into the trunk.

Drive the car out of Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School.

But he saw Principal Xu at the gate, and Principal Xu stopped his car.

"I heard that Ranran asked for leave?" Principal Xu put his hands in his pockets, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and thought for a moment.

Cheng Mu got out of the driver's seat and said respectfully to Principal Xu, "It seems so."

"Well," Principal Xu hesitated for a moment before walking around to the other side and opening the passenger door. "Take me to see her. I have something very important to discuss with her."

Twenty minutes later.

The car drove to the villa in the city center.

Butler Cheng came out to open the door. He thought he saw Cheng Mu or Lu Zhaoying, but he saw a serious and old face. He asked in surprise, "Mr. Xu?"

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I want to laugh every time I write about Cheng Mu recently. How did he become like this now? He is like a wild horse that has run away from its reins. Hahahaha... See you tonight~

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