Qin Ran wasn't very interested.
She opened the book and answered in a low mood, "I don't know."
The other people in the class were also surprised. There was only one new student, but Qiao Sheng's reaction was a bit too big. Did this new student have some background?
"Qiao Sheng, Sister Ran is here, stop keeping us in suspense," someone urged.
Qiao Sheng glanced at Qin Ran, put one foot on his stool, and smiled, "Girl, Meng Xinran."
"Fuck, it's her?"
"Thank you, Sister Ran, and thank Demon Li. If it weren't for her, how could Meng Xinran be in our class?"
"I remember she was in Beijing with the OST team. Why is she here at our school?"
"He should be back for the college entrance examination."
“…”
...
...
Most people in the class seemed to have heard of Meng Xinran.
**.
After Qiao Sheng finished speaking, he glanced at Qin Ran. Qin Ran still kept her eyes downcast and slowly flipped through the book in her hands. When she heard his words, her expression did not change at all.
Qiao Sheng paused, quite confused. Could it be that he really guessed wrong?
Sister Ran is not a fan of the OST, otherwise why didn’t she react at all when she heard Meng Xinran coming.
The group was noisy and didn't calm down until the first evening self-study session.
Because I had just finished the exam, there were a lot of new question types on the test paper, which were both difficult and time-consuming.
The teachers’ budgeted class hours are insufficient, so the last two days have been used for evening self-study.
The physics teacher walked into Class Nine again with his hands behind his back.
Put the paper on the table.
It's a fill-in-the-blank question, which requires analyzing various magnetic fields, various particle trajectories, and various forces...
It is complicated and tedious, and after finishing one question, there is not much time left in the class.
The physics teacher just put it on the test paper and didn't explain the question anymore.
He walked around the classroom with his hands behind his back, and finally stopped at the row where Qin Ran and Lin Siran sat.
There was still an original book on Qin Ran's desk.
She supported her chin with one hand and pinched the side of the book with the other hand. Her eyes and brows were lazy, and it was obvious that she was forcing her eyes to stay open, and there was a hint of impatience in her eyes and brows.
The physics teacher paused, then rolled up the test paper in his hand and spoke earnestly: "For some people, if they were better at physics, wouldn't it be easy to get first place? If you get a perfect score in physics, you might even get the provincial champion. At that time, there will be many famous schools waiting for you to choose..."
The other people in the class were originally redoing the problems that the physics teacher had just taught. When they heard the physics teacher start again, several of them couldn't help but lie on the table and laugh.
Qiao Sheng took a piece of potato chips handed to him by a boy on the aisle and took a bite.
After thinking for a while, he poked Xu Yaoguang's back with the pen again: "Master Xu, do you think Qin Ran knows physics?"
Xu Yaoguang had a cold expression on his face. After listening to Qiao Sheng's words, he paused.
Then he looked up at Qin Ran, his eyes seemed to fluctuate, and finally shook his head: "I don't know."
"Sister Ran's actions are too cool," Qiao Sheng was silent for a moment, then retracted his hand and leaned back in his chair. "What do you mean by not writing a single word? It's hard to tell whether she's good at physics or not."
Of course, none of them would guess whether Qin Ran could master physics or not. After all, she was so good at other subjects, so she must be good at physics.
I just don’t know if physics is as difficult as mathematics.
Qiao Sheng subconsciously looked at Qin Ran.
The other person still lowered his eyes and read a foreign novel.
"Qiao Sheng, when will Meng Xinran come to our school?" Qiao Sheng's deskmate came over and asked about Meng Xinran.
Qiao Sheng retracted his gaze and said, "I don't know. Ask He Wen to ask his uncle."
**
Lin family.
"Xinran, eat more lion's head meat. The chef at home knew you were coming and made it specially for us." Lin Qi sat in the main seat, looking elegant.
"Thank you, uncle." The girl who spoke was wearing a beige sweater and had long black hair.
The sweater on her hand was pulled up a little, revealing an exquisite silver watch embellished with several gemstones of different colors.
A pair of white and slender hands, obviously well-maintained.
She doesn't talk much, but there is a sense of superiority in her words and every move.
This is a temperament that the rich daughters of Yuncheng do not have.
Ning Qing and Qin Ran didn't reach an agreement. When she returned to the Lin family, she was exhausted and didn't say a word at the dinner table.
Meng Xinran put down her chopsticks after taking a few bites. She took out a tissue and wiped her mouth.
Lin Qi reached out and picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, then tilted his head to look at Ning Qing: "Has Yu'er's performance started?"
"My aunt has already made arrangements." Ning Qing felt quite uncomfortable at the dinner table because of Meng Xinran's presence. She always felt that Meng Xinran was a mirror, reflecting all her inappropriateness. "Mr. Shen also listened to Yu'er's performance last night. She will have a performance next week, and she will strive to become a disciple successfully."
When talking about this, Ning Qing smiled.
"I also heard from Wan'er that Mr. Shen likes Yu'er very much." Lin Qi nodded.
Meng Xinran didn't say much.
The relationship between her and Ning Qing was indeed awkward. She was Lin Jinxuan's cousin, and her aunt was supposed to be Lin Qi's wife. After her aunt died, she became Ning Qing.
Only after hearing Lin Qi's words did Meng Xinran raise her head and asked, "Shen family?"
Ning Qing tightened her grip on the chopsticks and smiled, "Yes."
"The Shen family still has some influence in the electronic network industry." Meng Xinran said lightly.
"Madam, my cousin has already been selected by the Yunguang Group. She will definitely work for the Yunguang Group in the future. She knows the electronic network industry very well." Mrs. Zhang brought a cup of tea to Meng Xinran and spoke with a smile.
Yunguang Group?
What is that?
Ning Qing was a little confused, but she was different from Chen Shulan.
She was confused, but she would not show it and would pretend that she understood everything.
She smiled. “That’s great.”
Meng Xinran picked up the teacup, took a sip, glanced at Ning Qing, as if he could see through Ning Qing's heart, but did not answer.
The smile on Ning Qing's face gradually froze.
"Uncle, I'm done eating. I'm going to go upstairs and have a rest first. I'm a little tired after catching the plane today." Meng Xinran finished his tea, put down the cup, stood up and spoke to Lin Qi.
Lin Qi nodded and said in a gentle voice, "Go and have some rest. I'll take you to see Director Ding tomorrow morning. When to go to class depends on your rest time."
When Qin Ran came, only the driver picked her up.
As for Meng Xinran, Lin Qi would put down his work and go to pick her up, which shows the difference.
When Meng Xinran went upstairs, Ning Qing was still in a daze.
She didn't know about Lin Qi's late wife before. Lin Qi and Lin Jinxuan would visit his late wife's home every New Year, but they never brought Ning Qing with them.
She knew that the news about Lin Qi's deceased wife came from the Lin family.
I heard that she is an extremely perfect daughter of a wealthy family, and her family moved to the capital in recent years.
Ning Qing knew that she could not compare to Lin Qi's late wife in anything except her face, so she attached great importance to Qin Yu's education.
And Qin Yu did not disappoint.
This was the first time Ning Qing met Lin Qi's deceased wife's family in so many years. She felt a little uncomfortable and didn't eat much of the meal.
It was not until she had a video call with Qin Yu that evening that Ning Qing gradually recovered.
**
The next day, Lin Qi took Meng Xinran to see Director Ding.
"Because something happened, Miss Meng will be temporarily transferred from Class 1 to Class 9," Director Ding said, holding a cup of tea and smiling, "Mr. Lin, Miss Meng, do you think it's okay?"
Meng Xinran was wearing a black coat with her sleeves rolled up, revealing a part of her wrists.
"It doesn't matter to me what class I am in. Director Ding, here is my file." Meng Xinran directly handed a file bag to Director Ding.
Director Ding took it and opened it.
Inside was a very impressive resume. Meng Xinran seemed to be good at foreign languages and had participated in speech contests. He was also an outstanding student in other subjects compared to his classmates.
He is a dark horse who has the potential to compete for the city's top spot.
If this file were placed in Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School or other schools, it would definitely attract their high attention.
Can--
Meng Xinran came to Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School by chance.
Let’s not talk about Pan Mingyue, this terrifying dark horse who has remained unknown but very stable.
The next one is Xu Yaoguang, who is extremely good in every subject and once went abroad with Gao Yang to participate in the Olympiad.
Finally, there is Qin Ran, the dark horse who suddenly emerged in this midterm exam.
Except for physics, every other subject was more terrifying than Xu Yaoguang.
Now all the teachers in Grade 12 are wondering about Qin Ran’s physics.
Although Meng Xinran's grades were good, they were not even as good as Pan Mingyue's for the time being. Director Ding had even seen Qin Ran who scored full marks on the papers set by Hou Delong.
So when he saw Meng Xinran's paper, his expression was quite calm.
After flipping through it casually, he put it aside. "I'll go get a set of school uniforms from the life teacher later, and I can report to Class 9 tomorrow or next Monday."
Meng Xinran followed her file with her eyes.
Seeing that there seemed to be no fluctuation on Director Ding's face, Meng Xinran was a little confused as to whether Director Ding had not read his file carefully or was just suppressing his shock.
It was still class time at No. 9 Middle School and there were not many people walking around on campus.
Lin Qi took Meng Xinran to get her school uniform and books, then asked her, "Are you going to come to class tomorrow or Monday?"
"Monday," Meng Xinran put on a pair of large black sunglasses and replied, "I don't want to be harassed by a group of students."
Lin Qi knew that she was a little campus star and smiled, "Doesn't this mean that you are very popular?"
**
In early November, the temperature changes greatly.
There was a layer of frost in the morning and it was hot at noon.
The wind suddenly became cold at night.
When Qin Ran came to the school clinic after school in the evening, she was wearing only a pair of flip-flops.
He still wore a long-sleeved shirt inside and a school uniform jacket outside.
Cheng Juan brought her a new pair of slippers from the inner room. He watched her change into slippers while leaning against the door, his eyebrows raised, and he spoke in an inaudible tone: "Slut, Master Ran."
Qin Ran sniffed and waved her hand: "It's OK, it's OK."
Cheng Juan had no expression on his face. He leaned lazily against the wall and asked, "You only have school uniforms in your closet?"
It’s school uniform in summer, school uniform in autumn, and it’s almost winter, but it’s still school uniform.
"Ah, I'm poor." Qin Ran narrowed her eyes slightly.
She doesn't like shopping because most people in shopping malls are noisy.
Most of the clothes were prepared for her by Chen Shulan.
If I were to buy clothes myself, I would just do like He Chen, go to a street stall, roll up the clothes, throw down a stack of money and leave.
When she returned to the dormitory at noon, the sun was very strong, so she changed her shoes.
Who knew that the wind would howl again at night.
This reason is acceptable.
Cheng Juan was very convinced.
But he wanted to know why she gave her cousin a bag of clothes from L's family at the school gate last time?
He didn't say anything, but turned around, took out the blanket from the sofa, and threw it on Qin Ran.
Then he lowered his head again, thought about it, took out his cell phone and sent a text message.
The text message was replied quickly.
After Cheng Juan finished reading, he slowly looked at Qin Ran. After looking at her for a while, he lowered his head and replied to the text message.
Lu Zhaoying was sorting out medical records. He tilted his head when he heard the conversation between the two.
At first glance, he saw the torn sandals that Qin Ran had taken off.
"Sexy, indeed." Lu Zhaoying threw the case in his hand onto the table.
Cheng Mu and Team Hao came back after a busy day.
I also heard Lu Zhaoying, the loud speaker, talk about the torn sandals that Qin Ran had taken off. I don’t know how many years those sandals are, but they have a heavy sense of history.
They both squatted on the ground and admired for a while, wondering how poor Qin Ran was.
Qin Ran was wearing Cheng Juan’s special blanket, sitting on a chair, holding a computer and poking at it with one hand.
As still as a mountain.
Cheng Mu quickly set the table for dinner.
"Mr. Lu, when I went out this morning, I seemed to see Meng Xinran." Cheng Mu had helped Lu Zhaoying find connections to get tickets for the OST, so he was familiar with the inside story: "She seemed to have come to Hengchuan."
Lu Zhaoying was eating nonchalantly. He was startled when he heard this. Then he looked up and asked excitedly, "Really? You saw her?"
Cheng Juan didn't make any noise and continued to eat slowly.
Qin Ran recalled the name "Meng Xinran" from her mind. She looked up at the new student in Class 9 and asked casually, "Meng Xinran?"
Lu Zhaoying immediately gave Qin Ran some information: “You don’t even know Meng Xinran? She’s the only woman I respect when playing Jiuzhouyou. She’s a female professional player from the second OST team. Her hand speed is so fast that she can almost catch up with Yang Shen. She’s amazing, incredible. She’s ranked No. 3 in hand speed on the OST team’s record list!”
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