"Yang Shen, don't you think it's lively enough?" The coach lowered his head and looked at Yang Fei's vibrating phone, which he threw aside after posting on Weibo.
How could he forget that the man in front of him was the ruthless character who risked everything to resurrect Yi Jiming when he was the only one left in the team.
Yang Fei said calmly, "Yeah."
The coach didn't say anything else. After thinking for a while, he took out his phone, opened the Weibo page, and followed Qin Ran's secondary account through Yang Fei's account.
If he was a little unsure when he first met Qin Ran, but now he is completely sure who that person is.
Although Yang Fei's behavior was impulsive, it is understandable if it was really done entirely for that person.
"Go to training." The coach patted Yang Fei on the shoulder and told him to go quickly. "Don't bring your cell phone."
Yang Fei straightened his sleeves and wanted to show off with Qin Ran.
I didn’t feel like I had done anything big at all and went to training calmly.
The coach looked at his back, and before he could sigh, the phone in his pocket rang wildly.
...
...
The people who called him were either some elite professional players from other teams or coaches from other teams.
As soon as he picked up the phone, they all asked him whether the OST team was recruiting new students, who were even more powerful than Yang Fei.
The coaches all answered in unison that it was not, that was Yang Fei’s friend.
Few people believe it.
After several phone calls, the coach sighed and said, no wonder some people use "e-sports star" to describe Yang Fei. The popularity is simply terrifying.
He was not idle either, and went directly to the studio to deal with the next problem.
**
No. 1 Middle School, Class 9.
Lin Siran was writing a physics paper and occasionally tilted his head to look at Qin Ran.
Qin Ran sat on a chair, crossed her legs, and flipped through a foreign novel nonchalantly, without even raising her head. “What’s going on? Tell me.”
"Ranran, who gave you that pen?" Lin Siran put down the pen and spoke softly.
"The school clinic." Qin Ran replied, then turned her head and asked, "Why?"
"Ah, it's okay." Lin Siran raised his eyes and looked at Xia Fei, who was writing in front of him on the left and was obviously not very serious. He seemed to be lost in thought.
These two people never thought they would see such an expensive pen.
Made of gold?
Lin Siran felt that if it was in her hands, she would definitely not be willing to touch it for fear of it being worn out.
Qin Ran's cell phone rang. Someone was calling her.
It wasn't signed, but she knew him and didn't answer.
The phone rang again.
Qin Ran took the headphones and the phone, lowered her eyebrows, and left the classroom directly and walked towards the bathroom.
She found an empty cubicle and sat on the toilet lid with her legs spread out.
"What's the matter?" She put on her headphones and spoke in a low voice.
Yang Fei, who was holding Yi Jiming's phone on the other end of the line, paused.
I felt great when I posted on Weibo just now, but now I feel a little nervous when I tell Qin Ran about it.
"God Qin, there is something," Yang Fei touched his nose, "I tagged you on Weibo."
Qin Ran half-closed her eyes, feeling a little drowsy, and said "hmm" without much reaction.
Yang Fei smiled, his delicate face seemed to be shining, and he said fearlessly: "I told my netizens that you are the teammate I want to work with."
Instead of being ashamed, I am proud of it.
Qin Ran: “…”
Never died?
She hung up the phone coldly and uninstalled Weibo.
Then he opened his phone and locked his secondary account and Lin Siran's account to make sure no hacker could find her.
Yang Fei on the other end of the phone handed the phone to Yi Jiming. He touched his nose again and said, "I'm pissed. Please ask the coach for leave after training this afternoon."
Yi Jiming had a crew cut. He knew what Yang Fei was going to do, and his eyes lit up. "Can you..."
"No." Yang Fei refused very gently before he could finish.
**
Class nine.
Lin Siran's phone in the hole in the desk kept vibrating.
The boy at the front table couldn't stand it anymore. He turned around, knocked on Lin Siran's desk, and looked at her very seriously: "Please take a look at your phone, aren't you afraid that it will shatter?"
Lin Siran glanced at him, then took out her cell phone from the hole in the table.
I found that they were all news about increasing followers on Weibo.
It’s her personal Weibo account, and only a few of her classmates follow her, so there aren’t many comments, and she doesn’t turn off the Weibo reminders.
When she opened it, she was completely stunned.
Her Weibo has 999+ messages, 999+ likes, and 999+ new followers.
Lin Siran took three seconds to react before she remembered what she was going to do, then she exited Weibo expressionlessly, and reopened it a few seconds later.
All the content displayed above is still 999+.
"What's wrong with you?" The person at the table in front seemed to be stunned when he saw Lin Siran.
Lin Siran did not answer, but clicked on the message to comment.
"Miss, please tell me who QR is (eating melon)"
"Sister, why does the boss only pay attention to you?"
"Little sister..."
Lin Siran followed these comments and clicked on Qin Ran’s Weibo, and found that she instantly had 200,000 followers!
She followed Qin Ran’s Weibo and came to Yang Fei’s Weibo. She was completely stunned.
As an e-sports star, Yang Fei’s number of fans has long exceeded eight figures, and his latest Weibo post has 130,000 comments, and the number is still increasing.
Following his comment below, I went to Weibo’s hot search and found that the two letters “qr” had already topped the hot search list thanks to everyone’s manual search.
Whether it's hot searches or e-sports stars like Yang Fei, students like Lin Siran would never come into contact with them in their daily lives.
The arrival of a student like Meng Xinran at Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School has already caused a stir.
Lin Siran knew that Qin Ran was a little different, but she didn't expect that Qin Ran actually knew Yang Fei himself?
Looks like they're closely related?
How did Qin Ran know this group of people?
Qin Ran had just returned from the bathroom. Her face showed no expression, but the air pressure around her was low, and the voices in the class gradually became quieter.
Lin Siran tilted her head and stared at Qin Ran intently, "Weibo..."
Qin Ran put the earphones in her ears and said calmly, "I'm not familiar with him. I don't know why he contacted me."
She spoke so calmly that there was almost no flaw to be found.
If you listen carefully, there seems to be some gritting of teeth.
Lin Siran tilted her head, nodded, and finally came back to her senses.
Naturally, she didn't know that her deskmate was not only very familiar with Yang Fei, but was also the creator of the three magic cards in his hand.
Lin Siran picked up the phone again and looked at it vaguely.
**
There are a lot of rhythms on Weibo.
Meng Xinran’s rhythm before can be ignored, but there are too many rhythms of female e-sports players with OST afterwards.
The official OST directly released a Weibo post to prove that there were female members in the first generation of OST.
The history of female players was not created because of one person.
On the other hand, Yang Fei is undoubtedly the number one in Jiuzhouyou E-Sports.
Whether it was his three magic cards, his personal ability, or the fact that he led the domestic team to the international competition...
He has long been the uncrowned king in the country.
When the words "better than me" were uttered, Yang Fei's fans were the first to be alarmed.
Then it alarmed the professional players in the e-sports circle.
Some people dug out a video in which Yang Fei was only ranked "second" in hand speed during a previous interview, and they speculated whether this "qr" was the one who ranked first.
They crawled in through the QR number and saw nothing.
It is obviously a small account, with only one follower, a handful of fans, and more than half of them are zombie fans.
There is not a trace of it at all.
Then they found out that Yi Jiming and OST’s coach were following this small account.
As soon as the news came out, several coaches and several ace veterans from several veteran domestic e-sports teams also quietly followed this account.
"This guy must be a big shot!"
"It's the first time I've seen those retired ace veterans from the first generation come out. I really want to know who this QR is!"
"So is QR really Bi Yangshen still that powerful?"
"Ask a question...are there any first generation fans? Do you think she is God Qin..."
Because there were few first-generation fans, this comment was drowned out by the vast sea of comments.
Less than ten minutes.
The two letters “qr” became a hot search without Qin Ran’s expectation.
The four words "hand speed first" also ranked first.
This piece of news was so big that as soon as it came out, everyone's attention was focused on the point of "being better than Yang Fei".
It wasn't until the heat subsided a little that these people realized a problem.
So the one Yang Fei was talking about during the exhibition match that day should be this small account QR, not Meng Xinran? !
So what’s the story behind the subsequent series of rhythms?
In particular, Meng Xinran posted a Weibo today that @ed everyone in the OST team. Not only did no one from the OST team respond, but Yang Fei also posted a Weibo like this.
The OST team’s official website also posted a clarification on Weibo shortly afterwards.
In this way, Meng Xinran’s previous Weibo post seemed a little ridiculous.
All the fans that Meng Xinran had gained before were Yang Fei’s fans. Now that Yang Fei personally posted a Weibo and @ed the real person, Yang Fei’s fans and some onlookers instantly unfollowed Meng Xinran.
There were also people on Weibo scolding her for trying to gain popularity.
Meng Xinran's actions are indeed disgusting, treating all netizens as fools.
Because of this reason, the number of Meng Xinran’s black fans suddenly increased.
The entertainment bloggers who had tried to take advantage of the popularity realized that something was not right and immediately deleted the Weibo posts they had reposted.
But Meng Xinran’s Weibo post cannot be deleted. She is a hot topic among netizens, who have already taken screenshots of her Weibo posts. If she deletes it now, she will appear even more guilty.
It wasn't too late for Meng Xinran to get the news.
It was a screenshot taken by her friend in Beijing.
Previously, because of Yang Fei, these gimmicks attracted more than one million fans for her, but now all of them have become a bubble.
She clenched her fingers as she looked at the screenshots her friend had given her.
Some people in Class 1 had already secretly turned back to look at Meng Xinran.
Meng Xinran pursed her lips, her face cold. How could it not be her? !
There are only a few girls in the OST team, and no one has faster hand speed than her!
She stared at the small account of qr, thinking about the Weibo post she had just sent @ everyone, and her face turned red.
Unable to bear the gazes of others, she put on her sunglasses and went straight to the office to ask for leave from Li Airong.
I happened to meet Qin Ran who was being looked for by the physics teacher.
Meng Xinran still didn't even look at her and walked away right past her.
There was no deliberate sarcasm, he just didn't take her seriously.
For Meng Xinran, no matter how miserable she was, she was no match for this kind of person.
**
No. 1 Middle School was in class in the afternoon, and the news that broke on Weibo was only circulated within a small circle.
It was not until after school in the afternoon that the news gradually spread among the students of No. 1 Middle School.
Qin Ran went directly to the school clinic.
In the school clinic, Lu Zhaoying was examining a boy's neck. The boy seemed to have a stiff neck from sleeping, and Lu Zhaoying was applying a plaster on him.
Qin Ran put her backpack on the table, and Cheng Juan raised his head.
"Do your classmates like your pen very much?" Cheng Juan put away the scalpel and asked slowly.
Qin Ran leaned back in her chair, her eyebrows lowered, her expression not wanting to be provoked, and she spoke vaguely, "Yes."
Cheng Juan casually opened the drawer and took out a pen from it. "It's the same as yours. Give it to your classmate."
After thinking for a while, Cheng Juan spoke again, and said earnestly, "You have a bad temper. It's not easy for someone to be friends with you."
Qin Ran: “……?”
She recalled what her grandmother often said, that she was afraid that if she died she would be left alone.
I always feel that there are similarities.
Outside.
Lu Zhaoying sent the classmate with a stiff neck away.
While talking to Cheng Mu, he was checking Weibo. He didn't check Weibo much today because he was afraid that he would not be able to resist beating Meng Xinran.
There was another knock on the door of the school clinic.
"Classmate, it's time to get off work..." Lu Zhaoying was playing with his phone and looked up. The words got stuck in his throat before he could finish them.
The man was wearing a black sweatshirt with the hood on his head and a mask on his face.
Hearing Lu Zhaoying's words, he took off his mask and showed a very polite smile on his face, "Excuse me, is Qin...um, Qin Ran here?"
Lu Zhaoying heard his soul speaking: "Qin...Qin Xiaoran, come out here!"
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**
That's right.
Qiao Sheng: Lin Siran, you guys are playing with your trumpet and not taking me with you?
Sister Ran is going to Beijing. Although she won’t stay for a few days, she is still a legend (whispering from the ticket buyer)…
Good night ^_^
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