Xu Yaoguang didn't care who Qin Ran was before.
It doesn't matter if she is left-handed.
So when I saw her drawing the blackboard newspaper with her right hand, although I was surprised, I just ignored it and put it behind my mind.
Think about it now.
Qin Ran is not a left-handed person at all!
Xu Yaoguang closed his eyes. It didn’t seem difficult to understand all the details. Qin Ran wrote very slowly with her left hand, like a beginner.
He put down his chopsticks.
I crossed out QR280+ on the paper and wrote a question mark again.
The left hand is 280, what about the right hand?
Qiao Sheng played a small game and saw Xu Yaoguang put down his chopsticks again. His expression seemed to relax, so he couldn't help but lean over.
...
...
I can't see any clue.
The lines drawn by Xu Yaoguang were so weird.
Qiao Sheng is not a professional player and has no idea about hand speed. Even if he puts Meng Xinran together with others, he can't tell the difference between a hand speed of 500+ and a hand speed of 200+.
"Qiao Sheng, Master Xu, why aren't you leaving yet?" The door of Xu Yaoguang's dormitory was not closed. He Wen, who was standing opposite him, leaned against the door frame, knocked on the door, and called them to go to class.
"Wait a moment," Qiao Sheng raised his head and pointed at Xu Yaoguang, "Mr. Xu hasn't eaten yet..."
“No more eating.” Xu Yaoguang stood up, threw the remaining food into the trash can, and went to the classroom with them, taking the paper.
**
School clinic.
When Cheng Juan and Lu Zhaoying came back with milk tea, Qin Ran was leaning against the table, observing the almost dehydrated grass on the glass.
"Miss Qin," Cheng Mu brought a cup of tea to Qin Ran, pointed at the grass on the glass, and lowered his voice, "Is this Forget-Me-Not tea yours?"
Qin Ran stood with her back to the window. The sun was bright today, but the light was cold.
He tilted his head against the light and raised an eyebrow, "What did you call it?"
"Wangyou, it's usually only available at auctions," Cheng Mu thought for a moment and then spoke again, "Did Master Juan give it to you?"
“Oh,” Qin Ran nodded casually and said lazily, “My deskmate gave it to me. It smells good.”
Sleep well.
"Your deskmate?" Cheng Mu immediately thought of Lin Siran, who seemed to have never seen the world before, and was a little confused. "How could it be?"
He took two steps and picked up the glass bottle that Cheng Juan had placed on the table to look at it.
I looked around but couldn't find the code number.
It must be fake...
Cheng Mu originally thought that it was given to Qin Ran by Cheng Juan, but now that he knew it was fake, he treated it casually.
Lu Zhaoying kicked the door open and came in. He sat at the table, crossed his legs, and handed the milk tea to Qin Ran. "Qin Xiaoran, are you and Pan Mingyue really friends?"
A cold, evil, cynical and unruly boss.
One is well-behaved and quiet, and you can tell at first glance that he is a good student.
No matter how you look at it, they can't get together.
Qin Ran stuck the straw in and held it in her mouth carelessly: "Yes."
"She must have beautiful eyes." Lu Zhaoying smiled while holding the chopsticks.
Qin Ran, who had been drinking milk tea, suddenly raised her head when she heard this. Her eyes were cold and her brows were frivolous. "Don't provoke her."
The tone was serious.
Lu Zhaoying recalled that he had known Qin Ran for such a long time, and she had been so kind to him. The only time she got hurt was because of Pan Mingyue. "Why are you protecting her like this?"
Qin Ran continued to drink her milk tea. No matter how Lu Zhaoying asked, she didn't say anything.
After a long while, Lu Zhaoying seemed to hear a simple sentence from Wuyan:
The voice was too low, and he probably only heard the word "sin", which was not clear.
After washing his hands, Cheng Juan walked over here with a slight smell of disinfectant, but his steps paused.
Lu Zhaoying opened his mouth, wanting to ask something more clearly.
Cheng Juan put his hands on the ebony chair, pulled it open, and glanced at him calmly, "Go wash your hands."
After dinner, Qin Ran continued to practice calligraphy on the table. She wrote with her left hand intermittently, and half supported her chin with her right hand. Her pretty face was full of impatience, wild and unruly.
Qin Ran took another sip of the milk tea she hadn’t finished just now, bit the straw, and tilted her head.
Cheng Juan was polishing a piece of glass inside. He was not that professional, so he half-sat on the table, holding the piece of glass with his slender and clean fingers.
His eyebrows were drooped, and he seemed a little lazy.
Cheng Mu saw Qin Ran stopped writing halfway through, and he felt that she was not in a good mood today.
"Look at how meticulous Mr. Juan is, as if he is treating Wangyou for real." Cheng Mu moved a stool and sat next to Lu Zhaoying, holding his mobile phone to send a message to Cheng Jin.
Lu Zhaoying was looking at the tickets for this Saturday's exhibition match and calculating the time to go to the capital. "What's Forget Worry?"
"Oh, it's something the old man wears all year round. I don't know the details, but I accompanied Mr. Cheng to the auction last year. It wasn't expensive, 4.7 million yuan at the time, and it was only used for less than a month." Cheng Mufeng said calmly.
Lu Zhaoying paused. Cheng Mu was probably getting carried away. He thought 4.7 million yuan was not expensive.
Generally speaking, it is difficult for a large company to have a monthly turnover of 4.7 million.
"But Miss Qin's should be fake," Cheng Mu thought for a moment, then lowered his voice, "I didn't see any code on it."
He had accompanied Mr. Cheng to buy things before, so he naturally knew that those sold to the public usually had clear codes to prevent counterfeiting.
Qin Ran finished practicing a calligraphy book slowly before pulling her hat and going out to Class Nine.
Cheng Juan polished the glass and put it aside, then opened the glass door and walked out.
Leaning back on the chair she had been sitting on before, she reached out and flipped through the copybook she had been practicing.
The handwriting has indeed improved a lot.
After a long while, he tapped the table with his fingers and said indifferently: "Cheng Mu, I want to look at the information of 712 again."
Cheng Mu went to get the information.
Cheng Juan turned it over and looked at it for a long while.
This is the page with Qin Ran’s name on it.
"We can't find Lao Yao's daughter. She appeared at the scene, but the last information is here." Cheng Mu took a look and remained silent. "I guess she was retaliated by Dulang. Dulang and his group are not good people. Or she is well protected by someone, but... the latter is unlikely."
No one would go to such lengths for the daughter of a narcotics detective, right?
He's not a big shot.
The Poison Wolf group was known to be ruthless. It took him and Captain Hao until now to wipe out a stronghold in Yuncheng.
Yao Weilin (buried alive and suffocated to death)
Yao Weilin’s wife (buried alive and suffocated to death)
Yao Weilin's daughter (unknown)
There were three pits at the scene, one of which was unburied. Some people speculated that Yao Weilin's daughter had been there before.
From beginning to end, Yao Weilin's daughter's name never appeared, and the information bureau had no news about her.
Cheng Juan leaned back, stretched out his hand, covered his eyes, and said softly: "Cheng Mu, have you ever heard of the railway track multiple choice question?"
"Suppose there is a train running in the distance, with two tracks in front of it. One track has a person tied to it, and the other track has two people. You respect two of these people very much, and one of them is your friend. You are given ten seconds, and you can only choose to save one person remotely. What would you choose?"
Cheng Mu was stunned. "Maybe you want me to choose between you, Mr. Lu, and Cheng Jin?"
Then he frowned again, "Then I choose not to do it."
"If we don't take action, all three of us will die together." Cheng Juan looked out the window and lowered his voice.
"In the end, you still let me choose to kill two people or one person?" Cheng Mu paused, and said faintly: "Master Juan, you are so cruel."
Even if he really chooses it, he will go crazy.
Cheng Juan slowly closed his eyes, clenched his fingers on the table, leaned back in his chair, and stopped talking.
**
When Qin Ran arrived at Class 9, the afternoon self-study class was almost over.
Lin Siran was writing a physics paper and had almost finished it. When she saw Qin Ran, she immediately handed her physics paper to her and said, "Hurry up and copy it. Master Xu will be here to collect the papers later."
Qin Ran didn’t want to write.
But when Lin Siran said that, she took the pen and slowly copied Lin Siran's answers onto the physics paper.
When Xu Yaoguang collected the papers, Lin Siran looked up and explained to Xu Yaoguang.
In the past, when Xu Yaoguang saw Qin Ran copying papers, he would leave without saying a word, regardless of whether she handed in the paper or not.
Today, he rarely stopped and waited for him to finish copying, without any impatience in his brow.
Lin Siran was a little surprised, but didn't say anything. She turned sideways again, holding her chin with one hand and watching Qin Ran writing the test paper. She was quite surprised, "Ran Ran, your handwriting has really improved a lot, and it looks good now."
Qin Ran's left hand has always been very slow in writing, and it doesn't look very good.
In recent days, Lin Siran found that her handwriting was getting better and better. Every stroke was profound and penetrating, and had a bit of style, which did not sound like the handwriting of an elementary school student.
After Qin Ran finished writing, she handed the paper to Xu Yaoguang.
Xu Yaoguang lowered his head and glanced at it. His handwriting had improved a lot.
The handwriting has not changed in the past ten years, but it has only been two months, how could it change so quickly?
Xu Yaoguang put the paper on top and pursed her lips, but that was because she rarely wrote with her left hand before.
He handed the test paper to the physics teacher.
He returned to his seat, took out his cell phone, opened Weibo, searched for Yang Fei, and then clicked on his qr homepage.
Xu Yaoguang couldn't think of anyone else who could make Yang Fei say "better than me" except that person.
Qin Ran met almost all of the requirements.
Except for one thing, her hand speed. When she was competing with Meng Xinran last night, Xu Yaoguang noticed that Qin Ran's hand speed was only 280+.
Everything can be covered up, but hand speed cannot.
But now...
Xu Yaoguang took the pen and drew equal lines between Q, QR, and qr.
He lowered his head, his eyes flickering, and his fingers were trembling slightly.
**
"Ranran, where is the grass on your neck?" Lin Siran took out the math materials that he would use later and tilted his head.
Qin Ran leaned against the wall slightly, her pretty eyebrows lowered, and she was not very interested. "I asked someone to take it away to make a specimen."
"Just throw away the broken one. We still have a lot at home." Lin Siran thought for a moment, a little embarrassed, and whispered: "My father is a flower farmer."
“Oh.” Qin Ran nodded. “You’ve seen my dad before. He’s a construction worker.”
Gao Yang walked in from the corridor holding a document.
After class, he knocked on Qin Ran's desk and motioned for her to follow him out.
“This is the three-day leave you requested,” Gao Yang handed the leave application to Qin Ran.
“Thank you, teacher.” Qin Ran took it and looked down to see that the note had been approved.
Qin Ran put away the note and walked towards her seat.
Xu Yaoguang also came out with a piece of paper, "Teacher Gao, I want to ask for leave."
This is strange. Recently, one or two people have asked for leave. Gao Yang tucked the reference book under his armpit and asked, "How many days?"
"Three days, from next Monday to Wednesday." Xu Yaoguang handed Gao Yang the reason for his leave application.
Gao Yang took it and asked casually, "Monday to Wednesday?"
The time I asked for leave from Qin Ran is the same.
Looking down, Xu Yaoguang wrote a very detailed reason for his leave, and he returned to the capital.
Qin Ran was much more casual, and said two arrogant words - [Private matter].
He was unwilling to even give Gao Yang a perfunctory response.
Xu Yaoguang said "hmm" without further explanation.
Gao Yang reached out and approved a note for him to leave.
**
After school in the afternoon, Qiao Sheng took a basketball, dribbled it several times, and waited for Xu Yaoguang to come out.
Xu Yaoguang looked at his phone and didn't leave immediately.
He raised his head. Qin Ran was still sitting in her seat. She rested her chin on her hand and flipped through the book. Even from behind, he could see that she was quite impatient.
After thinking for a long while, Xu Yaoguang pulled out the chair and stood up.
Qiao Sheng originally thought that Xu Yaoguang was going to come out, but he didn’t expect him to walk directly towards Qin Ran with his phone in hand.
"Hey - Master Xu!" Qiao Sheng stood up straight and immediately chased after him.
Xu Yaoguang ignored him. He enlarged a photo that he had saved on his phone and placed it in front of Qin Ran.
"What's the matter? Tell me." Qin Ran turned her head impatiently, holding a book in her hand.
Qiao Sheng frowned and took a look. The photo that Xu Yaoguang had enlarged on his phone didn't seem very clear. The pixels were not good. It must have been taken a few years ago.
It shows the back of a person wearing black clothes, which looks like the OST battle uniform, and a baseball cap on his head.
I didn't see his face, but I could tell from his back that he was carefree and casual.
"Is it you?" Xu Yaoguang supported himself on the table with both hands, lowered his head slightly, and his eyes showed no emotion. "Q."
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