Qiao Sheng was stunned. He kept holding the phone and raised his head. "Mr. Xu?"
Xu Yaoguang didn't answer and just looked down at his phone.
He stared at Yang Fei's Weibo post for a while and clicked on it to comment.
I glanced at some of the hot comments above, and the first one was -
"Am I the only one waiting for the big guys to tell me about the QR trumpet?"
"Is there really someone in the world whose hand speed is faster than Yang Shen?"
The Weibo post Yang Fei sent at that time attracted the attention of many people inside and outside the industry, and everyone was looking for who QR was.
No one believed that Yang Fei was referring to an insignificant person.
The Internet is so powerful in the information age, and netizens are also amazing.
However, they encountered a Waterloo on the small account "qr". They could not find any information, not at all -
...
...
"I guess he's a big shot. I asked my friend who has a PhD in computer science at Peking University to find the QR ID, and he said it was completely black."
"Same as above, my computer was almost hacked, I can't afford to offend you."
“…”
After Xu Yaoguang finished scanning, there was no expression on his face. He tapped with his slender and clean fingertips and followed the tweet posted by Yang Fei. It turned out to be a small Weibo account with 590,000 fans, 1 following, and 0 Weibo posts.
He pursed his lips and said nothing.
If Xu Yaoguang had seen Yang Fei’s Weibo post the day before, he would not have thought much about it, but Qin Ran had just logged into her QR game account last night.
One uppercase and one lowercase——
It was difficult for Xu Yaoguang not to think too much.
He didn't say anything, but just looked at Qiao Sheng in silence. His eyebrows and eyes were quite handsome, but his gaze was dark and clear, as if he could see through people's hearts.
Qiao Sheng picked up a book, lowered his head and casually flipped a page, not daring to look Xu Yaoguang in the eye.
Xu Yaoguang nodded, returned the phone to Qiao Sheng, turned away, and said nothing more.
Qiao Sheng looked over from behind and saw that Xu Yaoguang did not seem to be doing his homework, but was instead drawing something on a piece of paper with his head down.
During the break, Gao Yang walked slowly to Class Nine with his hands behind his back.
The people from Class 9 who were sitting together playing games immediately dispersed and returned to their seats.
Gao Yang still had a smile on his face and he was not harsh on his students.
His eyes swept over the faces of Qin Ran, Xu Yaoguang, and Qiao Sheng one by one, and finally looked at He Wen. He walked over to him, knocked on his desk, and motioned for him to follow him out.
In the office, Gao Yang asked slowly, "What happened last night?"
This matter was no secret, He Wen said it, and after he finished speaking, he paused and added: "It was the class one who started the trouble first."
"Well, playing is one thing, but studying is more important." Gao Yang nodded.
Let He Wen go back.
He was neither clear nor indifferent, and didn't say a word of criticism.
Li Airong stood up from her office chair, stepping on her high heels. "Teacher Gao, students from your class slandered students from our class on the forum and organized a large-scale game. They are already in their third year of high school and they are still doing this. You didn't criticize them at all, and you just let it go?"
"What else?" Gao Yang's chubby face was full of confusion. "Didn't you hear? The computer was taken by a student from your class. It was your class that started the incident. How can I criticize them?"
"Even if you don't care about them, you should still think about the students in our class..."
Gao Yang didn't finish listening, he laughed again, slowly sat down in his seat, unscrewed the thermos and drank a sip of tea: "Qin Ran, Qiao Sheng and Xu Yaoguang are the masterminds. If you feel that you have disturbed the people in your class, go talk to them."
Li Airong couldn't utter a word. She didn't dare to offend even half of them, let alone these three people.
She held her breath and returned to her desk. When she passed by the physics teacher, she saw Qin Ran's paper in his hand, which still had not a single word written on it.
Li Airong felt a little better.
Gao Yang ignored Li Airong and just looked at the note in his hand that Qin Ran had written asking for leave, narrowing his eyes slightly.
Chang Ning spent the whole morning playing voice messages to Qin Ran without giving up.
Qin Ran turned on the mute mode and turned off the vibration mode, and didn't pay much attention to him.
Then she began to look through the list Chang Ning sent her.
There were many people who placed orders with 129, but 129 did not receive many orders each month. Chang Ning only gave Qin Ran the selected orders. After looking through them, Qin Ran did not find the order she wanted.
The last class is over.
Qin Ran waited until everyone in Class 9 had left before she slowly walked towards the school clinic.
Chang Ning's voice messages continued to come.
Qin Ran put on her headphones, pressed the answer button, and put her phone in her pocket.
It was windy outside, so she reached out to put on the hood of her coat and zipped it up to the top, covering her chin.
Chang Ning from Beijing flipped through the applicants on the computer and said faintly, "Little classmate, have you forgotten something?"
Qin Ran pulled her collar to cover her nose. "What?"
"This year's test questions for new members." Chang Ning took out a cigarette from his pocket, clicked his tongue, and chuckled before saying, "You didn't really forget, did you?"
“No, there’s no rush for the test questions,” Qin Ran half-closed her eyes and said nonchalantly, “I will definitely finish writing them before you recruit new students.”
When they arrived at the school clinic, Cheng Juan and Lu Zhaoying were not there. Only Cheng Mu was getting medicine for a student.
Qin Ran reached out and pulled down her hat. She looked inside and saw the grass on a glass plate. She thought for a moment, threw her phone on the sofa, and walked to the glass plate to observe it carefully.
Outside the gate of No. 1 Middle School.
Pan Mingyue was dressed in school uniform and had short hair that reached her ears.
"Lin Jinxuan has already returned to the capital, I can't delay any longer," Feng Ci opened the trunk, took out a bag and handed it to Pan Mingyue, "He may not be able to come back before the New Year."
Pan Mingyue took it and lowered her head.
It should be gloves, scarves and various medicines.
Feng Ci lowered his head and counted his fingers. His voice was a little aggrieved: "Two hundred and three days. There are still two hundred and three days before the college entrance examination."
"I can't decide this either." Pan Mingyue changed her hand to carry the bag.
Feng Ci put his arm around her and said, "Come on, I'll take you to dinner."
As I turned around, the phone in my pocket rang.
Feng Ci took a look and saw a phone number on it. He didn’t have any name saved, so he glanced at it and hung up.
In less than a minute, Lin Jinxuan called.
Lin Jinxuan's voice on the other end of the phone was light, "At Mingyue's place?"
"Well," Feng Ci's voice became a little cold and nonchalant, "I won't say anything more. I'll queue up for her first."
Then he lowered his head again, his voice obviously much lower: "The wind is not strong here, you wait here, I will go to the queue."
This side of the capital.
Lin Jinxuan looked at the woman in front of him with wavy hair and beautiful makeup, and nodded politely: "Did you hear that? No one will wait for you here."
He was using the external speaker.
The woman put on sunglasses, glanced at Lin Jinxuan, said nothing, and turned and left.
Pan Mingyue was waiting in a blind corner, holding a pill in her hand, looking a little dazed.
Familiar footsteps sounded.
Pan Mingyue nervously put the medicine back into her pocket.
Then he looked up at Feng Ci who was jogging towards him.
Feng Ci was rushing to catch his flight today and left without stopping for ten minutes.
"Hey, aren't you Qin Xiaoran's friend?" Lu Zhaoying saw Pan Mingyue when he and Cheng Juan got out of the car.
The earring on his ear was a little dazzling in the cold sun.
"You two really don't look like friends," Lu Zhaoying shook his phone and smiled arrogantly, "I'm going to buy milk tea for Qin Xiaoran, do you want some?"
Ever since she went to the school clinic to get medicine last time, Pan Mingyue has deliberately avoided these two people.
Lu Zhaoying still spoke to her in a very familiar manner. Cheng Juan just glanced at her slowly, with no sympathy, no disgust, and no inquiry in those beautiful eyes.
It's so bland, like looking at a stranger.
Pan Mingyue's clenched hands slowly loosened.
When Lu Zhaoying quickly came back with two bags of milk tea, Pan Mingyue had already left.
Xu Yaoguang did not go out to eat at noon, but asked Qiao Sheng to bring him a meal back to the dormitory.
He was in deep thought the whole morning.
When Qiao Sheng arrived at his dormitory, Xu Yaoguang was looking at a piece of paper.
He placed the packed meal next to Xu Yaoguang's table, then lowered his head to see what Xu Yaoguang was looking at.
A piece of paper.
It's very empty, with only a few characters written on it.
The top row of Q, 700.
The bottom row of QR, 280.
The last row is qr, a question mark.
Three more god cards were written on the left and circled.
A circle is also drawn between 700 and 280.
Still not right.
Xu Yaoguang tapped the table with his fingers and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Qiao Sheng knew everyone except the first row.
But he felt guilty and didn't dare to look at it any longer. He just sat on the chair on the other side, put his legs on the table, turned on his mobile phone and started playing games.
It's just quite strange. This is the first time that Qiao Sheng saw him interested in something other than physics and violin.
Xu Yaoguang opened the lunch box and ate slowly with chopsticks in his right hand.
The phone beside him lit up. It should be a message from Qin Yu. Xu Yaoguang opened it with his left hand.
The hand that was half raised suddenly stopped, and Xu Yaoguang looked up abruptly.
His eyes were fixed on the number 700 on the first row.
He had seen Qin Ran drawing on the blackboard with her right hand.
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