After being in Class 9 for more than two months, some people really treat her as a friend.
Qin Ran has always been generous to her friends.
Qiao Sheng and his people tried every means to get into this exhibition match.
For Qin Ran, getting the ticket was just a matter of words.
In addition to the stack of tickets she gave to Qiao Sheng, she also left a private ticket for the meet-and-greet for Lu Zhaoying.
The expressions on the faces of the three boys who helped Meng Xinran move the table gradually disappeared.
The students in Class 9 saw clearly what was on the table, but no one said a word.
These days, everything is about exhibition match tickets. Tickets for exhibition matches are extremely limited and only available to hardcore fans, with each person only getting one.
That's why the ticket in Meng Xinran's hand caused such a commotion in No. 1 Middle School.
It can be seen from the fact that Qiao Sheng did almost anything for Meng Xinran in order to get these tickets.
...
...
There were only four tickets.
Right now, a stack?
Qiao Sheng was also stunned. He carefully collected all the scattered tickets and stacked them together to make them look even more impressive.
"What the hell?!" He Wen was shocked.
Qiao Sheng was also stunned when he felt the thickness of the stack. He flipped through them one by one. They were all tickets for different OST performances, and even private tickets for fan meetings. It was a whole stack!
If it was any other ticket, the people at the scene wouldn't have had such a big reaction.
But in the past few days, the four tickets in Meng Xinran's hand have reached a white-hot level, and Meng Xinran himself is very proud of the tickets in his hand.
However, it was nothing compared to the stack in Qiao Sheng's hand.
Everyone subconsciously turned their heads towards Qin Ran.
Feeling the gaze shifting towards her, Qin Ran frowned and said casually, “There should be seven or eight tickets for each of their three exhibition matches and private meet-and-greet sessions. I haven’t counted them.”
Qiao Sheng was confused. He looked down at the tickets in his hand. "Seven, seven or eight?"
Seven or eight of each?
“Because it was announced late, there aren’t many tickets left.” Qin Ran continued to pick up the headphones and slowly put them on. She said nonchalantly, “I don’t know if it’s enough.”
The others looked at the stack of tickets in Qiao Sheng’s hand and remained silent when Qin Ran said “not many”.
The smugness and arrogance on the faces of the three students in Class 1 all disappeared.
How to show off to others?
Others have a stack!
There are even tickets for private meet-and-greet sessions!
I returned to Class 1 in dejection.
After Meng Xinran and the group of people left, the talents of Class 9 were like balloons punctured by a needle.
"Qiao Sheng, give me a ticket for the viewing!"
"Qiao Sheng, from today on, you are my long-lost father!"
"You lickers will do anything for the tickets. Brother, do you still remember your brother who was away from home since he was a child?"
“…”
Qiao Sheng immediately raised his hand. "Well, apart from the tickets for the four of us, there are still three tickets left for each item. Can we each take one?"
"dad!"
"One is enough, one is enough!"
There were many fans of the OST in the class, and many wanted tickets. There were still sixteen tickets left, and there were not enough to share, so Qiao Sheng asked them to play rock-paper-scissors.
It was extremely lively here, but no one dared to approach Qin Ran.
She was wearing headphones, writing very slowly with her head down, and her sidelong brows looked quite impatient.
The people who got the tickets cheered, but Qiao Sheng raised his hand to ask them to be quiet, and then gestured in Qin Ran's direction.
The noisy voices disappeared instantly, and everyone put chains on their mouths. After the popularity of the tickets died down, everyone subconsciously looked in Qin Ran's direction.
Qin Ran changed her posture with a cold expression.
Everyone immediately looked away.
"Did you see the expressions of those three guys in Class 1 just now?" Beside Qiao Sheng's seat, He Wen and his friends were imitating the three guys in Class 1 who had come to show off. "This is the first time I've seen someone's expression change so quickly."
After saying this, he fell silent again.
"Ahem," He Wen finally broke the silence. He glanced in Qin Ran's direction and said, "Where did Sister Ran get the tickets? Meng Xinran only has four."
This is because Meng Xinran was previously a substitute for OST and had even participated in a competition once.
No one else spoke.
Xu Yaoguang raised his eyes and looked at Qin Ran thoughtfully, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "She definitely couldn't get it herself, someone must have given it to her."
Qiao Sheng knew that Xu Yaoguang must have been thinking of the people in the school clinic.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look down.
The seat numbers are consecutive numbers in the second row of area A in the inner field.
Qiao Sheng had seen the ticket that Lu Zhaoying had given to Qin Ran. It was for row five.
For some reason, he always had the illusion that the ticket was not given to Qin Ran by the school infirmary.
But if not... then where did Qin Ran get the vote?
**
The students in Class 9 hardly wrote seriously that night.
The calmest person in the class, apart from Qin Ran, was Lin Siran, who had already been stimulated by Yan Xi's pile of albums.
She calmly took out a set of questions and started working on them.
He waited until the evening self-study get out of class was over before he looked up at Qin Ran.
Qin Ran still had her headphones on and was practicing calligraphy slowly with a pen in her hand.
The pen was pure black at the time, with a beautiful appearance, and a piece of crystal similar to a broken diamond was inlaid on the pen cap.
It looks kind of mysterious.
Xia Fei, who was waiting for the two of them, thought it was pretty good-looking, "Sister Ran, where did you buy this? I want to buy it too."
She doesn't have any special hobbies, except that she likes collecting pretty pens, notebooks, and erasers. She even can't bear to throw away some of the pretty refills after use.
Everyone in the class returned to the dormitory one after another.
Qin Ran was taking off her headphones. When she heard Xia Fei's words, she lowered her head to look at the pen. She turned it around but couldn't find the trademark. "I don't know either. Someone gave it to me. Take a picture and search online."
She handed the pen to Xia Fei.
I just put the copybook away and put it in the hole of the desk.
Lin Siran took a look and found that the copybook had no cover.
Xia Fei flipped through the pen but couldn't find the logo. The pen felt even better in her hand, small and exquisite. She immediately took out her phone and took a high-definition picture.
Qiao Sheng was still waiting for Qin Ran at the door. Seeing the three girls dawdling, he walked over with a box in his arms.
He risked his life to take the box that Xu Yaoguang used to store his medals and put the tickets in it.
"Sister Ran, why don't you leave yet?" He walked over and spoke in a rather flattering tone.
"We're about to leave." Xia Fei took the picture and put away her phone.
Then he handed Qin Ran's pen to her.
Qin Ran put the pen into her pen bag and continued, "It looks good, but it's easy to get scratched."
Especially collisions with compasses and the like.
"Then I'll buy a pencil case specifically for it." Xia Fei nodded.
When the evening self-study session was just over, the whole teaching building was bustling with noise. Now that almost everyone has left, it has become quiet.
Qiao Sheng carried the box and followed Qin Ran downstairs.
**
Xu Yaoguang was delivering the physics paper to the office.
He put the test paper on the physics teacher's desk, thought about it, and for some unknown reason, turned to the third to last paper.
That paper belongs to Qin Ran.
Qin Ran got full marks in other subjects and did very well. Xu Yaoguang was at most surprised, but he didn't care.
He was the only one who was interested in physics.
He swept it from head to toe.
I didn't write a single word on this paper from beginning to end.
The physics teacher asked Qin Ran why she didn't write it, and Qin Ran answered that she didn't know how to write it.
She can even solve such difficult geometry and space comprehension problems in mathematics, so there is no reason why she can't solve any physics problems.
But if she could, she would not just give up the physics course.
The most likely possibility is that she can, but not as good as in other subjects.
Xu Yaoguang thought calmly, stuffed Qin Ran's test paper back, locked the office door and left.
I happened to run into Qiao Sheng and his group who had just come downstairs.
Wait until Qin Ran and the other two returned to the girls' dormitory.
Qiao Sheng touched his chin and said, "I just asked Sister Ran, and she said that the ticket was given to her by someone else."
"Yes," Xu Yaoguang said without any surprise, his eyes were clear and cold: "It should be those two people."
He glanced in the direction of the school infirmary.
He knew about OST, but he didn't know about the Yunguang Group, but he had heard a little about it.
Although he is not a fan of Yang Fei, he has watched OST's competition. Before this competition, he also thought about asking someone to get tickets, but he didn't get them.
So relying on Qin Ran, Xu Yaoguang didn't believe that she could get so many votes on her own.
"Mr. Xu, are you going to watch the exhibition match tomorrow?" Qiao Sheng asked, still holding the box.
Xu Yaoguang thought for a moment, then said, "Go."
Qiao Sheng changed his posture, "I don't see how much you like Yang Shen, or the other people in OST, why do you have to go to the game?"
Apart from physics and violin, Qiao Sheng had never seen him like anything else.
“Who said I don’t like the members of the OST team?” Xu Yaoguang narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were full of depth.
When they arrived at Xu Yaoguang's dormitory, Qiao Sheng stopped outside the door and didn't go in. He insisted on asking, "No, you don't even like Yang Shen. Are there any other members of OST that you like?"
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The ticket spender calculated: there will be another turbulent sea ahead. Everyone likes to watch the revealing plot, haha!
Today is still a day of waiting for the computer...
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