Mu Xiaoyuyu is a college student. Last year, she became aware of the blogger Qin Yu because of a trending violin video.
She studied music. There are very few violin masters of Qin Yu's level who would come out to be a Weibo blogger and learn various violin techniques.
She is good-looking, plays the violin well, and is a student at Peking University. Which one of them doesn't attract fans?
Mu Xiaoyuyu is one of the particularly loyal fans. Last year, Qin Yu’s violin performance was the song that introduced her to the song, so she naturally remembers it very clearly.
However, her comments were buried under many other comments without making any splash.
She wanted to forward it, but she could basically grab Qin Yu's popular comments every time, and she was also a big fan of Qin Yu. She couldn't bring bad things to Qin Yu without any evidence. After thinking about it, Mu Xiaoyuyu saved the blogger's violin video and started to transcribe the score.
Provide comparative evidence.
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On this side, Qin Ran went upstairs to answer Pan Mingyue's video call as soon as she returned to Tinglan.
She, Pan Mingyue, Qiao Sheng, and Lin Siran were all admitted to Peking University. Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School nicknamed them the Four Bullies of Peking University.
...
...
Lin Siran arrived a month ago. Pan Mingyue and Qiao Sheng will both come tomorrow and sign up the day after tomorrow.
Qin Ran's violin could be put aside for a while, and she would confirm the arrival time with them tomorrow.
"I'll come with Uncle Feng and the others tomorrow, and arrive around 4pm." The four of them started a group video chat. Pan Mingyue was still silent. She pressed her glasses and spoke in a low voice.
There are only a few flights from Yuncheng to Beijing every day.
Qiao Sheng seemed to be sitting on the sofa downstairs. He touched his head and leaned closer to the camera. "I'll be there tomorrow at noon."
"I'll pick you up," Lin Siran was quite proud of herself when she found out she had three magic cards. She played games all day long. She said excitedly, "Come on, let's play face to face!"
Knowing that they would all arrive tomorrow, Qin Ran was in a good mood. She sat at the table, leaning back in her chair, and turned on her computer. There was still no icon on the computer page.
She pressed a few keys casually and a file library appeared. She found the file that Chang Ning had given her last time.
The forces investigating her were mainly the Ouyang family and the First Research Institute of Beijing.
Qin Ran tapped the table with her fingertips, her eyes fixed on the First Institute of Beijing Research Institute. She narrowed her eyes slightly and decided to find time to go to the 129 headquarters.
**
Downstairs, Cheng Mu was preparing to carry the pot of grass upstairs.
The doorbell rang.
He put down the flower pot and went to open the door. There were always many guests coming to Tinglan. The old man came to drink tea every few days, and Cheng Wenru came to take a walk when he had nothing to do...
Cheng Jin said he would be back around this time tonight.
Cheng Mu opened the door, thinking that it was Cheng Jin and the others who had returned.
I didn't expect to see a completely unfamiliar face when I opened the door.
The man was tall, wearing soft casual clothes and holding an exquisite bag. When he saw Cheng Mu, he smiled slightly, like the bright moon, elegant and refined: "Excuse me, is Qin Ran asleep?"
First, the person he called was not Miss Qin Ran.
Second, he only asked if Qin Ran was asleep, and was very sure that Qin Ran lived here.
Cheng Mu received these two signals, and an alarm sounded in his mind, "Miss Qin is practicing the piano upstairs."
"I see." The other party didn't say anything, but just smiled, and the color of ice and snow seemed to melt. He reached out and handed the bag in his hand to Cheng Mu, "Then can you help me give this to her?"
He didn’t say he was going to go in and look for Qin Ran, his tone was soothing.
Cheng Mu felt that this was much better than Mr. Jun's thief-like attitude.
“Then you are…” Cheng Mu took the bag. After all, it was Qin Ran’s thing, so he didn’t dare to refuse it.
"No, she is just who I am." After the man said that, he turned around and left and entered the elevator.
After his figure completely disappeared from his sight, Cheng Mu took the bag and walked into the house with confusion.
At first glance, I saw Cheng Juan coming down from upstairs.
"Master Juan." Cheng Mu stood up straight.
"Yeah," Cheng Juan drank some wine that night, but he didn't get drunk, but he smelled of alcohol. He took a shower before coming down, wearing cotton pajamas, not as sharp as before, "Who was here?"
He poured a glass of water from the kitchen and noticed the exquisite little bag in Cheng Mu's hand.
The bag is quite empty, with only a vaguely noticeable logo resembling a flower in the lower left corner.
He leaned against the stairs, raising his eyebrows slightly.
Cheng Mu was very calm. "He was just a gentleman. I asked him who he was, but he didn't answer. He just said that Miss Qin knew who he was when she saw the things. He must be someone Miss Qin knew very well."
After being with Qin Ran for so long, Cheng Mu became more and more calm.
After all, he had met too many people, not to mention Cheng Juan, a heavyweight.
After he finished speaking, he didn't hear Cheng Juan's reply, and the atmosphere seemed to fall into an extremely strange silence.
Cheng Mu touched his head, "Master...?"
"Give me the thing." Cheng Juan stretched out his hand slowly.
Cheng Mu immediately handed the bag in his hand to Cheng Juan.
Cheng Juan took it and took a look. There should be something in the bag. It wasn't very heavy, probably about the weight of a small teacup.
He didn't look through it, but just glanced down at the bag, then took a sip of the water in the cup and walked upstairs slowly.
Stop outside Qin Ran's door.
Knock on the door.
Qin Ran had just hung up the video call with Qiao Sheng and the others, and went to get something from her backpack before coming over to open the door.
Cheng Juan leaned against the door frame, playing with a bag in his slender jade-like hands, looking a little lazy.
As soon as Qin Ran saw the bag, she knew what it was. She turned around and continued to carry her black backpack.
Then I sat in front of the computer and didn't pay much attention.
"Aren't you curious about what this gift is?" Cheng Juan walked inside, his mood seemed to be a little better. He weighed the bag in his hand and handed it to her, with one hand nonchalantly resting on the table beside her.
Qin Ran took out the notebook from her backpack.
She looked up at him and reached out to take the bag. She knew what was inside and was not curious.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Cheng Juan raised it again without changing his expression.
Qin Ran was originally sitting on a stool. He was leaning against the table, which was not as tall as him. When Qin Ran raised his hand, no matter how long his hand was, he could not reach it.
She nodded: "Okay, sir, I'll give it to you."
Couldn't she just give it up?
"Who is your uncle?" Cheng Juan lowered his eyes. After hearing what she said, he guessed what it was, so he lowered his head and looked. There was a black mobile phone in the bag.
“Ah,” Qin Ran closed the document on the computer, pressed a few keys to open the social software, and said perfunctorily, “Brother, I’ll give it to you, okay?”
Cheng Juan lowered his eyes and looked at her. Her eyebrows were clear and her tone was nonchalant.
Cheng Juan suddenly laughed, "No, wait a minute, what did you call me just now?"
“Brother?” Qin Ran didn’t even raise her head.
"The one in front." His handsome eyebrows were lowered.
Qin Ran thought for a moment, tilted her head, and propped her chin up with her hand: "Brother?"
Cheng Juan smiled softly, with a secret smile in his eyes. He reached out and handed the small bag to Qin Ran: "Take it."
“You don’t want it anymore?” Qin Ran took it. “This phone is quite useful.”
"No need." Cheng Juan stood up straight. "I heard Cheng Jin and the others, so I went downstairs first."
**
downstairs.
Cheng Mu was holding a pot of flowers, and his desire to survive made him not dare to follow Cheng Juanyi upstairs.
He just continued to sit on the sofa downstairs holding the flower pot, and first sent a message to Lin Siran to report the status of the flower.
Then it was sent to the old gardener.
In the past, the old gardener always said "hmm" indifferently, but today he suddenly replied:
[I found that you have great potential in growing flowers.] 】
Cheng Mu stared at this sentence for a long time, not quite understanding its meaning.
The door rang. This time it was really Cheng Jin who came back. He took off his suit jacket and walked upstairs: "Where's Master Juan?"
Cheng Wenru followed behind him.
"They should be looking for Miss Qin." Cheng Mu reminded.
Cheng Wenru stopped immediately and didn't dare to go upstairs. She sat opposite Cheng Mu.
He casually placed the briefcase on the table and crossed his legs slightly.
Cheng Mu glanced at Cheng Wenru's briefcase. There was also a flower-shaped logo on the lower left corner of the bag. The flower pattern was very peculiar. Cheng Mu had never paid attention to Cheng Jin and the others. In the past six months, he had been surrounded by flowers, so he cared more about them. The flowers on Cheng Wenru's bag looked very familiar to him.
"I just saw this flower of yours." He pointed at Cheng Wenru's file bag and spoke.
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Hahahaha, I told you guys that I twisted my neck while sleeping last night. Can I take a day off??
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