Qin Ran bit a piece of pork ribs, lowered her head and ate it seriously, with a nonchalant look, without even raising her eyelids.
Ning Qing was about to get angry, but Lin Qi looked at her.
She suppressed her anger and repeated the sentence with a cold face.
Qin Ran's sitting posture was really not very proper, with her legs crossed, one hand holding chopsticks, and the other hand resting on the table.
The boss's sitting posture, arrogant and wild.
Qin Ran raised her eyes as if she had just heard the voice.
Hearing that Qin Ran had learned the violin, Lin Jinxuan also looked up at her.
He heard Qin Ran say, "Violin?"
At this point, she propped her chin up with her hand and suddenly smiled, her voice was dull and a little cold, "That, I can't do it."
"Can't do it? What can't you do? You started learning when you were a child," Ning Qing held the chopsticks in her hand, her joints protruding, and gritted her teeth and said, "I give you a sum of money every year to learn the violin. Teacher Xu said you have a good talent..."
"Oh," Qin Ran slowly fiddled with the ribs, "We haven't seen each other since I split Teacher Xu's son's head."
A strange silence filled the dinner table.
Qin Ran propped her chin up and smiled, a bad and cold smile.
The slightly raised delicate eyebrows and eyes have the rebelliousness of a young man. Looking closely, there seems to be a bit of shallow cruelty.
In Ning Qing's words, it is a "bandit", both a bandit and wild, like a beautiful demon, but it is untouchable.
What kind of expression of a god who deserves a beating is this?
What kind of tone of voice of a god who deserves a beating is this?
Ning Qing looked at her, her eyes slightly reddened with anger, "Qin Ran?!"
There is an art class in No. 1 Middle School. Ning Qing remembered that Qin Ran was good at piano when she was young. If she was not good at studying, she could change her path and pursue art as a career.
Unexpectedly, Qin Ran would give her such a big "surprise" right out of the blue.
Lin Qi had read Qin Ran's information in the afternoon and knew that she was a thorn, but he did not expect her to be so thorny.
Mrs. Zhang brought Ning Qing a cup of tea. Ning Qing sighed, drank it, and waited for her breath to come back. She did not mention this matter again, but her tense back showed that she was not in a good mood.
Lin Qi was busy in the business world, so he naturally did not have the spare time to hang around Chen Shulan and Qin Ran.
Or maybe he felt it was unnecessary.
After dinner, they basically went their separate ways.
Qin Yu saw Lin Jinxuan answering a phone call and going out. She said something to Ning Qing obediently and went upstairs to play the piano.
Ning Qing looked at her younger daughter and then at her older daughter. They were obviously both her children, but why were they so different?
"You and grandma will temporarily live on the third floor. I'll ask Aunt Zhang to clean up another room later," Ning Qing pinched her brows, tilted her head slightly, suppressed her anger, and lowered her voice, "On the second floor, besides the bedroom, there is your sister's piano room. Don't disturb her if you have nothing to do."
As soon as Qin Yu left, the warmth on her face faded.
Qin Ran leaned against the escalator and nodded with an indifferent expression.
Qin Ran's attitude was quite obedient. Ning Qing, who had been depressed all day, finally eased a little. After all, it was a piece of flesh that fell from her body, and she had some feelings for it.
Ning Qing talked to Chen Shulan about life for a few words, turned around and saw Qin Ran picked up the phone again. She frowned and was about to talk. It happened
that the piano room on the second floor was not closed tightly, and the melodious and graceful violin sound came out.
Ning Qing looked relieved, and turned to Zhang Ma, saying, "It seems that Yu'er will be able to take the tenth level exam soon. Ranran! Learn more from your sister, and do things from beginning to end."
Then she turned to Qin Ran.
Qin Ran glanced at the second floor, raised her eyelids, her almond eyes were a bit evil, and very beautiful, still very bandit-like.
She turned around and went upstairs, her legs were straight and long.
Ignoring Ning Qing.
Yes, very social.
Ning Qing pointed at her back, her face flushed, thinking about how Qin Ran would hit people on the head with a brick again and again...
Chen Shulan's eyebrows jumped, but she couldn't bear to blame Qin Ran, so she just tried to comfort Ning Qing.
**
Upstairs, the nanny had taken Chen Shulan's things to the next door.
Qin Ran took a shower, but her hair was not completely dry. While tying the belt of her bathrobe, she reached out of her backpack and took out the new-looking computer.
Next to the computer was the heavy mobile phone, which was different from the mobile phone she usually played games on.
She didn't look at the phone, but pressed the towel on her head. She put the computer on the table and opened the lid. The desktop appeared in seconds.
The computer desktop was very clean. In addition to the desert background, there was only a white mouse arrow, and no other icons could be found. It
was a warm and depressing desert color.
Qin Ran reached out and pressed a few keys, then got up to pour a glass of water, and sat on the chair with the water, and a face appeared on the computer.
The other person was wearing a white shirt, holding a mobile phone in one hand and a medical kit in the other hand on the road in a foreign country.
He was wearing a snow-white shirt, had long eyelashes and fair skin, and his face could be described as beautiful.
"Someone is checking you," Qin Ran leaned back in her chair and took a sip of water. "He's from Beijing. I've sent you his information."
When Qin Ran was six years old, she knew she was different from others after she finished her elementary school courses at her neighbor's house.
She couldn't play with her peers and would occasionally go crazy.
Neighbors thought she was mentally ill and avoided her.
Ning Qing and Qin Hanqiu focused on arguing every day and didn't pay too much attention to her situation. They only knew that she liked to fight, had mental problems, and didn't want to go to school.
They didn't want to take her away when they divorced.
At the age of eight, Qin Ran taught herself high school content.
At the age of nine, he assembled his first computer in his life and used his own code to conquer a hacker website.
In the video, the man squinted his eyes, had a high nose bridge, and looked elegant and handsome. Even in a foreign country, people coming and going couldn't help but look back.
Gu Xichi, a wandering doctor, has superb medical skills and a strange temper. He travels around the world to treat the poor.
This time, there was a terrorist attack abroad, and he immediately took his medical kit to save the world.
Qin Ran only knew that he was a doctor, Gu Xichi.
Gu Xichi also only knew that she was a hacker, Qin Ran.
The two had a life-or-death friendship, but they never asked about each other's affairs.
"I'm fine," Gu Xichi bit the cigarette in his mouth, took out another mobile phone to check the email Qin Ran sent him, and said vaguely, "Little friend, don't worry about this matter, I'll find someone to solve it."
Gu Xichi read the information and put the phone back in his pocket calmly.
"Is the other party a big shot?" Qin Ran put the cup on the table.
Gu Xichi nodded casually.
Qin Ran grabbed the towel that she had thrown aside, put one leg on the table on the other side, and moved slowly and wildly.
She continued to wipe her hair, and said in a leisurely voice, "As you please."
"Don't feel lost. When you grow up, at least you have to be like the Q of Huameng that has been circulating on the domestic Internet recently. I will take you to see the outside world." Gu Xichi asked a foreigner for directions and comforted her casually.
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Ran Ye is both good and evil, wild and bad, the kind of bad that hits people on the head with a brick.
Ran Ye is a real genius, with an IQ of 220. What is the level of an IQ of 220? You can search the resumes of these two geniuses, Leonardo da Vinci and Terence Tao. Ran Ye is almost like this.
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