A brief note.
Lu Zhaoying stared at the page for a long time, but he was polite and didn't pry into other people's privacy. When Qin Ran came out, he asked curiously: "Qin Xiaoran, your friend?"
After spending so much time with Qin Ran, Lu Zhaoying had a good understanding of her. It was not easy for her to classify her as a friend.
Qin Ran came out and took the phone. She glanced at it and her expression didn’t change. “I guess so.”
She took it outside to pick it up.
Seeing her calm expression, Lu Zhaoying didn't ask any more questions. She shouldn't be a very important person.
Lu Zhaoying sat back in his chair and looked at the group chat on his phone.
【Jiang Dongye】: Life is hopeless·JPG
【Jiang Dongye】: @Cheng Jun, say something
As soon as Lu Zhaoying saw it, she knew that Jiang Dongye had experienced another setback in his search for Gu Xichi.
...
...
He crossed his legs and laughed, "Master Juan, Young Master Jiang is looking for you."
Cheng Juan was in the inner room, still leisurely fiddling with his mannequin. Hearing this, he didn't even raise his head: "Gu Xichi?"
"Bingo!" Lu Zhaoying snapped his fingers, "We've reached a dead end!"
Cheng Juan put the scalpel aside, his voice still nonchalant, his hand against his lips, and coughed again: "It's no use looking for me, I'm just a doctor, what can I do to help him?"
Lu Zhaoying: “…”
Cheng Juan slowly observed his own human model and ignored Lu Zhaoying.
The cell phone in his pocket rang, and he took it out and answered it.
"dad."
"Mr. Jiang's birthday is at the end of this month. Can you come back then?" The voice on the other end sounded deep.
Cheng Juan stood by the table, his legs looked very long from the side, "We'll see when the time comes."
Old Cheng never had any requirements for his youngest son. "Okay."
Capital city.
Hang up the phone.
The middle-aged man sitting in the room couldn't help but speak to Old Cheng: "Dad, you are too indulgent to your third brother, aren't you? In all these years, you can see that he has dared to do anything decent. He didn't stay in the army well, and was sent to the research institute for half a month before being released. The family gave him money to start a company, but it's been less than a year. If it weren't for the help of his second sister, his company would have closed down long ago."
"It's normal for young people to be restless." Old Cheng stood in front of the bookshelf. His hair was gray and his face was full of wrinkles, but he was in high spirits.
The middle-aged man opened his mouth and looked at Mr. Cheng.
This old man had been strict for most of his life, but when he met his son in his old age, he compromised and indulged him almost without limit.
Who in Beijing doesn’t know Master Cheng Jiajun now? A person that no one in the capital dares to provoke.
He is more stylish than anyone else in the Cheng family.
**
at the same time.
Lin family.
"Xinran, how are the new classmates and new environment?" Lin Qi asked while picking up some food.
Meng Xinran took a bite of the dish and said calmly, "It's okay, but the students of Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School like to make a fuss."
Those people would always ask her about the internal affairs of OST or the Yunguang Group, and they all seemed to be worldly-wise.
"You're a little celebrity, isn't it normal for them to ask you?" Lin Qi laughed again, "This little place can't be compared to your capital."
The biggest leader I have ever seen is just Feng Loucheng in the news.
Ning Qing sat on the other side to eat, listening to their conversation. She wanted to know why Meng Xinran was a little star, but she didn't ask.
"You are in Class 9, right? I remember Ranran is also in Class 9. Have you met her?" Lin Jinxuan held the chopsticks, thought for a while, and spoke to Meng Xinran.
"Who is Ranran?" Meng Xinran raised her head.
“Qin Ran is Yu’er’s sister and is also in Class 9.” Lin Qi pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and spoke in a gentle tone.
Meng Xinran had also heard of Qin Yu, but as for Qin Ran, Meng Xinran had never heard of her from the Lin family before.
Only after Lin Qi and Lin Jinxuan said this did she confront Qin Ran with the Lin family.
Qin Ran left a deep impression on her, but she never connected Qin Ran's appearance with Ning Qing.
"I've heard it," Meng Xinran replied calmly, "but I never spoke."
After dinner.
Mrs. Zhang went upstairs to bring milk to Meng Xinran, her attitude respectful and cautious.
“Mrs. Zhang, why haven’t I seen Qin Ran at the Lin family? Isn’t she Qin Yu’s sister?” Meng Xinran took the milk but didn’t drink it right away.
“She doesn’t live in the Lin family.” When mentioning Qin Ran, Mrs. Zhang frowned, obviously not wanting to talk about it more.
I was wondering who that rather cold girl was, but I didn't expect that she was just Qin Yu's sister, not even the stepdaughter of the Lin family.
Meng Xinran looked at Mrs. Zhang's disdainful attitude, nodded to show that she understood, and didn't ask any more questions.
Mrs. Zhang went downstairs.
At the corner, I saw Ning Qing staring blankly at her phone.
"Mrs. Zhang." Ning Qing put away her phone and went downstairs with Mrs. Zhang, asking her several indirect questions on the way.
"My cousin is a member of the OST team, a professional player of Jiuzhou Tour. She has more than one million fans on Weibo and is very famous on the Internet." Mrs. Zhang spoke slowly.
Ning Qing didn't know what the OST team was. When she heard about the professional players, she didn't care much. He was just a player of online games.
But when Ning Qing heard Mrs. Zhang say that she had more than one million fans on Weibo, she opened her mouth and was stunned: "More than one million fans?"
so much?
As soon as Mrs. Zhang saw Ning Qing's expression, she knew that she looked down on people who played games.
Pursing his lips, he smiled: "Madam, you may not know that the OST team belongs to the Yunguang Group. Everyone in the team will be a member of the Yunguang Group in the future."
Hearing the name of Yunguang Group again, Ning Qing could only smile and could not answer anything.
It's a very powerless feeling.
She knew that no matter how high she climbed in this circle, all she would see was just the tip of the iceberg.
She picked up her phone and went to the room to call Qin Yu.
**
Friday.
Qin Ran came early in the morning and lay on the table.
Another group of people gathered around Meng Xinran's table.
“That Meng Xinran, I checked her Weibo, she actually has over a million followers.” The boy sitting in front of Qin Ran turned around and showed the Weibo interface to the two people behind him.
But he only saw the back of Qin Ran’s head.
Qin Ran lay on the table.
The school uniform was placed under his hand and he seemed to be sleeping.
Even though it's lying down, it's still not easy to mess with.
Lin Siran glanced at the boy and lowered her voice, "Don't bother her."
"This Meng Xinran's family is really rich. That watch costs more than one million yuan," another boy also lowered his voice and turned his head to talk to Lin Siran and the others: "I finally passed the tribulation game under her guidance. She is good at playing games, looks good, and her family is rich. She is a winner in life."
Everyone in the class likes to watch Meng Xinran play games. She has fast hands, precise operations, good awareness, and is always on point when giving instructions.
Every day she helps people play games, and many people record the screen.
The second class in the morning ended.
There is a twenty-minute break between classes.
Qiao Sheng saw Qin Ran getting up from the table. He walked over to find Qin Ran, leaned over her table and said, "Sister Ran, Meng Xinran has an internal ticket. Do you want to go to the exhibition match with us tomorrow?"
Qin Ran took out a book, turned a page, and raised her eyebrows: "No."
He Wen followed Qiao Sheng with a cell phone in hand. From the sound of it, it seemed like he was playing a game: "Ahhh, I'm dying. I'm dying! I don't want to lose in the promotion match!"
It's so noisy that my head hurts.
Qin Ran remembered him. When she was rejected by Li Airong, he was the first one to come out with Qiao Sheng.
“Give it to me.” Qin Ran leaned against the wall and pinched He Wen’s wrist, asking him to give her the phone.
“Sister Ran, what are you doing?” He Wen took the time to glance at Qin Ran.
Qin Ran glanced at the interface of his phone and said, "I'll help you advance."
"No, Sister Ran, please don't joke with me. I'd better go find Miss Meng." He Wen said quickly, "Sister Ran, please don't bother me. I'm in a hurry now. If this attack card dies, there will be no hope!"
After He Wen finished speaking, he turned around and went to find Meng Xinran.
Qin Ran touched her nose, then slowly continued reading. Okay.
***
At noon, after self-study, I had lunch.
Qin Ran usually didn't come to class during the afternoon self-study session, and everyone in Class 9 knew it.
Meng Xinran came out after finishing her meal, took out the bag from the hole in the table, and wanted to take out the admission ticket.
A group of people gathered around him, "Meng, you don't have a ticket, but let me see you too!"
Meng Xinran unzipped the chain and touched it.
Didn't touch the ticket.
Meng Xinran's calm expression changed, and she dumped the things in her bag onto the table.
There were only a bunch of extremely expensive bottles and lipsticks, not to mention a few tickets, not even half a ticket was seen.
The people around looked at each other.
Meng Xinran clenched his fists, his face livid, "You dare to touch my things, very good!"
The other people who were around looked at each other and put away the smiles on their faces.
"Mr. Meng..."
Meng Xinran lost her ticket.
"The study committee member and I were the first to arrive this afternoon, and neither of us took anything." The two classmates changed their minds.
Meng Xinran didn't know what she was thinking of.
She strode to Qin Ran's table.
Having been in this class for so long, she knew that Qin Ran was always the last one to leave.
Her face was cold, her eyes were gleaming with icy light, and without a second thought, she reached out and pushed Qin Ran's desk over.
Crash——
The reference books on the table, the love letters in the hole in the table, and a pile of foreign books all fell to the ground.
The whole class was silent.
Xia Fei quickly said: "Don't touch Sister Ran's things..."
Meng Xinran didn't say anything. She was too lazy to even use her hands. She just kicked a pile of things on the ground with her feet.
brush--
A ticket fell out of a foreign book.
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Typing on a cell phone is really slow...
I'm going out to fix my computer, the dogs are waiting for me...
Do you remember the tickets? Lu Zhaoying forced them on you...
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