"Ah, no," Lu Zhaoying stood up suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, "I think she looks a lot like..."
After thinking about it over and over again, he really remembered someone, "It looks like my mother, Master Juan!"
Lu Zhaoying estimated that if he didn't give Mr. Juan an explanation, he might have to fly to Africa to mine before tonight.
Of course, the word "like his mother" was just a casual remark, but Lu Zhaoying couldn't remember where the sense of familiarity came from.
Cheng Juan continued to look at him expressionlessly, his eyes as dark as ink, but Lu Zhaoying's scalp was about to explode.
He tidy up the dishes for the three people and said, "Then... Master Juan, shall I wash the dishes?"
Cheng Juan retracted his gaze and said "hmm" lightly.
It was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. Lu Zhaoying, who was curled up in the kitchen, breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself, still wondering who the familiar feeling came from.
**
Lin family.
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Qin Yu has been practicing the violin these past two days, from being obscure to being familiar.
Lin Wan married in Beijing. Qin Yu knew what status her aunt's family had in Beijing. Although the Lin family was considered a wealthy family in Yuncheng, it was not worth mentioning in Beijing.
Now that she had this opportunity, she would definitely grab it. Apart from classes at school, Qin Yu had very little time for meals and was basically in the piano room all the time.
Downstairs, Lin Jinxuan came back late today. When he was having dinner, he realized that Qin Yu was not there.
Ning Qing smiled happily: "Yu'er, she is practicing in the piano room. I will bring her food later. She has made great progress in playing the violin recently."
Lin Jinxuan didn't expect her to be so hardworking. He had also heard Lin Wan talk about the teachers in Beijing, so he was not too surprised.
After dinner, he went to the study on the second floor. The door of the piano room was not closed tightly. When he passed by the piano room, he heard a low sound coming from inside.
He had heard Qin Yu play the violin before, but never something like this.
He paused.
Qin Yu put down the violin and looked up to find Lin Jinxuan standing outside the door. She was a little surprised: "Brother? Why are you back?"
Lin Jinxuan put the phone in his hand into his pocket, smiled gently, and said in a gentle voice: "Yu'er, your violin has improved a lot, but... less emotion, just practice more."
Lin Jinxuan has been playing the piano since he was a child.
Because they both understood music, Lin Jinxuan seldom praised her. At most, when she asked him, he would nod and say "not bad".
This was the first time that Lin Jinxuan took the initiative to praise her.
Qin Yu pursed her lips and smiled: "Thank you, brother. This is a song I made myself, but it still needs improvement. If you have time, can I ask you for advice?"
"Yourself?" Lin Jinxuan was a little surprised. The song was desolate and cold, with a grand structure, and it didn't sound very suitable for Qin Yu.
Qin Yu nodded, "It just needs some improvement."
"It needs to be changed. The overall style is not suitable. Give me the simple score and I'll show it to you." Lin Jinxuan looked at Qin Yu, a little surprised. "But you are very good."
Finally, I couldn't help but admire it.
Qin Yu just tilted her head and smiled.
**
The next day.
In the second class in the morning, Qin Ran accompanied Lin Siran and Nie Fei to get colored chalks.
It's the third year of high school, and there are too few people willing to make these bulletin boards. There are only two days from Tuesday to Wednesday, which is very tight. Lin Siran only found Nie Fei as a companion.
Nie Fei is in charge of painting, and time is very tight.
Lin Siran took Qin Ran with him.
When they went to get the colored chalks, Lin Siran insisted that Qin Ran go with them.
Wu Yan went to the office to get the English test paper.
She happened to meet Qin Yu picking up the physics test paper, so she waited for Qin Yu at the office door.
When she reached the corridor, she saw Qin Ran and Lin Siran downstairs, walking from the comprehensive building to the teaching building. During the walk, a boy from the second year of high school openly handed her a love letter.
Thinking of what happened yesterday, Qin Yu came to school today and Qiao Sheng didn't look for her. She pursed her lips and asked casually, "How is Qiao Sheng from your class with that new classmate?"
“You’re talking about Qin Ran.” Wu Yan’s expression was complicated when she mentioned this. “Qiao Sheng is very protective of her. No one in the class dares to mess with Qin Ran.”
From the big can of lollipops last time to Qiao Sheng’s plan to deal with Jiang Han and his group yesterday, no one in Class 9 dared to talk about Qin Ran in a low voice.
"Is that so?" Even though she had expected this, Qin Yu couldn't tell what expression was on her face.
She and Qiao Sheng were not very familiar with each other, mainly because of Xu Yaoguang. Qiao Sheng didn't know why, although she was a rich second-generation, she followed Xu Yaoguang around.
Qin Yu got to know Qiao Sheng through Xu Yaoguang.
At this moment, I didn't know what to say, so I just remained silent.
Seeing Qin Yu still looking at Qin Ran and the other two walking downstairs, Wu Yan also lowered her head and pouted, saying with a sour and sarcastic tone, "It's our class's blackboard newspaper, and no one wants to do it. Lao Gao asked Lin Siran to do it. Nie Fei can draw, but I don't know why Qin Ran got involved. What can she do? Her handwriting is as bad as a dog's. Don't mess up our blackboard newspaper competition."
Qin Yu walked aside and listened, but his thoughts were flying.
We had two days to make the blackboard newspaper, and the first issue was about the theme of "Senior Three College Entrance Examination".
Lin Siran has good handwriting, and she uses her spare time to write on the blackboard.
Nie Fei conceived the part of the painting.
On Tuesday, Lin Siran used the time for self-study at noon, during breaks and in the evening to finish writing almost all the content, leaving space for Nie Fei to draw.
On Wednesday afternoon, Nie Fei painted a little, and would wait until evening self-study to paint the rest.
They have evening self-study from six to ten at night, so four hours is enough.
By the time school was over in the evening, most of the blackboard was still blank.
Qin Ran sat on a stool and flipped through her books. She sat inside, leaning against the wall, resting her chin lazily, waiting for Lin Siran to leave first.
Before the two of them left, they saw Nie Fei walking towards them, twiddling his fingers.
Lin Siran put away the math test paper and was very happy. "Nie Fei, wait for me, I'll be ready soon."
She has been having dinner with Nie Fei for the past two days.
Before she finished, Nie Fei bowed to her with a guilty look on his face. “Siran, Qinran, I’m sorry, I can’t continue to participate in the class bulletin board. Someone just informed me that there is a campus reminder bulletin board at the Student Union, and I must go.”
Nie Fei is the secretary of the Student Union's Arts and Literature Department, and this is considered official business.
Lin Siran also knew it and forced a smile, "It's okay."
After Nie Fei left, she sat down on the chair and looked at the blackboard with a sad face, which had less than a quarter of the blank space filled in: "Ahhhh. Ranran, what should we do?"
If I had said it yesterday, Lin Siran would still be able to find someone.
But it was already evening, and some students were day students and could not attend evening self-study. Lin Siran couldn't find anyone even if he wanted to.
Lin Siran was feeling annoyed when a girl in front of her came over and lowered her voice.
"Siran, have you offended Qin Yu?" the girl asked in a low voice.
Lin Siran was stunned and shook her head. She had reminded Qin Ran before that Qin Yu was someone who must not be provoked in school. How could she make a mistake? "How is it possible?"
"Then I don't know." The girl glanced at Lin Siran. "When I went to the comprehensive building this afternoon, I saw Qin Yu asking Nie Fei to help draw the student union's propaganda poster."
Qin Yu has a good family background and is good at studying. Compared with Lin Siran, it is not difficult to understand why Nie Fei goes to help Qin Yu.
Even though she knew this, Lin Siran was still frowning, worrying about the remaining bulletin boards. Since she couldn't find anyone, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it herself.
Qin Ran threw the phone back into her pocket, stood up, tapped the table, lowered her eyebrows, her face was shrouded in a hazy shadow, and her expression could not be seen clearly: "You go eat first."
The sound is also light.
Lin Siran was in no mood to joke around today, and went to the cafeteria with a depressed look on her face.
The large cafeteria of No. 1 Middle School is far away from the teaching building.
It takes nearly ten minutes to walk.
Xu Yaoguang was going to have dinner with Principal Xu in the evening, so he didn't go to the cafeteria. On the way, he returned to the classroom to get his coat.
The door of the classroom was not locked today. He put the key back and walked towards the front door. The door was open. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw that there seemed to be a person standing on the blackboard behind, drawing something on the blackboard.
Xu Yaoguang subconsciously stopped not far from the door, narrowed his eyes, and looked over with cold eyes.
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Today's free point question: Who did Xu Yaoguang see? a, Pan Mingyue; b, Qin Ran; c, Wei Zihang.
The correct answer is still 36xxb~
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