Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!
v5 Chapter 130： 130 dare to move the gangsters and find death (one more)
Chapter 130 Chapter 130
Concise comments.
Lu Zhaoying stared at this page for a while, but he didn't politely snoop on the privacy of others. Only when Qin Yue came out, he was curious: "Qin Xiaoyou, your friend?"
Having been with Qin Yun for so long, Lu Zhaoying also knew Qin Yun. It was not easy for her to be regarded as a friend.
Qin Yue came out of it and took the mobile phone, took a look, and the expression on his face did not change: "It's right."
She took it outside to pick it up.
Seeing her so bland expression, Lu Zhaoying didn't ask much, it should not be a very important person.
Lu Zhaoying sat back in his chair and looked at the group with his mobile phone.
[Jiang Dongye]: Nothing to Love · JPG
[江东 叶]: @ 程 隽 你 说句
Lu Zhaoying saw that Jiang Dongye experienced twists and turns on his way to find Gu Xichi.
He put his legs to the side and laughed muffled, "Yeah, Jiang is looking for you."
Cheng Yan was still playing with his mannequin in the back room, and he didn't raise his head when he heard this: "Gu Xichi?"
"Bingo!" Lu Zhaoying snapped his fingers, "Entered a dead end!"
Cheng Ye put the scalpel aside, and his voice was still careless. He put his hand to his lips and coughed again: "It doesn't help me to find me. I'm a doctor and can help him."
Lu Zhaoying: "..."
Cheng Yan slowly observed his human body model and ignored Lu Zhaoying.
The cell phone in his pocket rang, and he felt it out and picked it up.
"dad."
"Laojiang Dashou, as of the end of this month, will you come back at that time?" The voice over there could sound a little thick.
Cheng Yan was standing against the table, and his legs were long from the side. "It depends on the situation."
Cheng Lao has never asked for the youngest son, "OK."
Beijing.
hang up the phone.
The middle-aged man sitting in the room couldn't help but said to Cheng Lao: "Dad, you are too indulgent to the third brother? For so many years, you can see what he dare to become a decent thing. The army is not good The institute came out after taking it for half a month, and the family gave him money to start a company. In less than a year, his company would have closed down if he hadn't had a second sister to help run the business. "
"Young man, his mind is impetuous and normal." Cheng Lao stood in front of the bookshelf. He had gray hair and a deep ditch on his face, but his spirit was shaking.
The middle-aged man opened his mouth and looked at Cheng Lao.
This old man has been rigorous for most of his life, and when he met his old man, he discounted it, which was almost a bottomless pamper.
Who in Beijing doesn't know Cheng Jiayi? No one in the capital dares to provoke anyone.
Everyone is older than Cheng.
**
at the same time.
Lin.
"Ranran, what is the new environment for the new classmates?" Lin Qi pinched the dish and asked.
Meng Xinran took a bite of food and said in a flat tone: "It's okay, that is, the students in Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School like to make a fuss."
Those people asked her inside the OST, or asked her about the Yunguang Consortium, one after another.
"You are a little star. They ask you, isn't it normal?" Lin Qi smiled again. "Where can this small place compare with your capital?"
The biggest leader I have ever seen is nothing more than a captive city in the news.
Ning Qing sat on the other side to eat and listened to the conversation between the two. She wondered why Meng Xinran was a little star, but didn't ask.
"You are in Class 9, right, I remember I was also in Class 9. Have you met?" Lin Jinxuan took chopsticks, thought for a moment, and spoke to Meng Xinran.
"Who is he?" Meng Xinran looked up.
"Qin Yue is the sister of Yuer, and she is also in class nine." Lin Qi pushed the gold-framed glasses, and his voice was mild.
Qin Yu Meng Xinran also heard it. As for Qin Yun, Meng Xinran had not heard it before from the Lin family.
At this moment Lin Qi told Lin Jinxuan that she had confronted Qin Hui with Lin's family.
Qin Yue left a deep impression on her, but she never connected Qin Yue's appearance with Ning Qing.
"Have heard it," Meng Xin said lightly, "but never said anything."
after dinner.
Zhang Huan went upstairs to give Meng Xinran milk, respectful and cautious.
"Zhang Huan, why haven't I met Qin Yue at the Lin family, she is not Qin's sister?" Meng Xinran took the milk, but didn't drink it immediately.
"She can't live in the Lin family." When mentioning Qin Hui, Zhang Jian frowned, obviously not wanting to mention more.
I thought who the very cold girl was, but I didn't expect that it was just Qin's sister, not even the stepdaughter of the Lin family.
Meng Xinran looked at Zhang Ye's disdainful attitude, nodded, expressing understanding, and didn't ask any more.
Zhang Ye went downstairs.
At the corner, I saw Ning Qing who was holding a cell phone in a daze.
"Zhang Huan." Ning Qing retracted her phone and went downstairs with Zhang Huan, knocking sideways on the road for several sentences.
"Miss Table is a member of the OST team, is a professional player in Kyushu Tour, and has more than one million Weibo fans. She is well-known on the Internet." Zhang Yan slowly spoke.
Ning Qing didn't know what the OST team was. When she heard of a professional player, she didn't care a bit, she was just playing online games.
However, when he heard Zhang Ye said that there were more than one million Weibo fans, Ning Qing opened his mouth and said, "More than one million followers?"
so much?
Zhang Ye looked at Ning Qing's expression and knew that she looked down on playing games.
Lips and smile: "Madam, you may not know that the OST team belongs to the Yunguang Consortium. Everyone in the team will be a member of the Yunguang Consortium."
Hearing the name of the Yunguang Consortium again, Ning Qing just laughed and couldn't answer anything.
It was a very weak feeling.
She knew that no matter how she climbed in this circle, she could only see the tip of the iceberg.
She picked up her cell phone and went to the room to call Qin Yu.
**
Friday.
Qin Wei came early in the morning, she was lying on the table.
Meng Xinran surrounded a group of people at the table.
"That Meng Xinran, I looked at her Weibo, and there were even more than one million followers." The boy sitting at the front table of Qin Yue turned his head back and showed the microblog interface found to the two people behind.
But I saw a back of Qin Wei.
Qin Hui was lying on the table.
The school uniform was under the hands and seemed to be sleeping.
Although it is lying on its stomach, it is not easy to mess with.
Lin Siran glanced at the boy and lowered his voice. "Don't make her noise."
"This Meng Xinran really has money at home. That watch needs more than one million yuan." Another boy also pressed his throat and leaned his head to talk to Lin Siran: "My robbery finally passed under her guidance. The game was played Well, it looks good, there is money at home, and a winner in life. "
People in the class like to watch Meng Xinran play games. She has fast hands, good operation, and good consciousness. She is also a mentor when she instructs people.
Every day, she helps people play games, and many people record screens.
The second lesson ends in the morning.
Twenty minutes between classes.
Qiao Sheng saw Qin Yue rising from the table, came over to find Qin Yue, lay on her table and said, "Sister Xi, Meng Xinran has an internal ticket. Would you like to go to the show with us tomorrow?"
Qin Hui took the book out, turned a page, and raised his eyebrows: "No."
He Wen took a mobile phone and followed Qiao Sheng, listening to the sound seemed to be playing a game: "Ah, ah, I'm dead, I'm dying! I don't want to lose in the promotion!"
Noisy, my brain hurts.
Qin Yue remembered him. He was the first to talk to Qiao when she was turned away by Li Airong.
"Give me." Qin Hui leaned against the wall and squeezed his wrist again, letting He Wen give her phone.
"Sister Xi, what are you doing?" He Wen took a moment to glance at Qin Hui.
Qin Yan glanced at the interface of his phone: "Help you advance."
"Do n’t, sister, do n’t kid me. I ’ll go to Miss Meng." He Wen quickly said, "Sister sister, don't bother me, I'm very nervous now. If this attack card is dead, there will be no rescue It's up! "
When He Wen finished speaking, he turned to Meng Xinran.
Qin Hui touched his nose, then continued reading slowly, all right.
***
At noon, I finished my lunch by myself.
Qin Yunwu usually does not come to the class for self-study, everyone in the nine classes knows.
Meng Xinran came out after eating, took out the bag in the table hole, and wanted to take out the admission ticket.
There was a group of people around, "Student Meng, there is no ticket, let us admire it!"
Meng Xinran opened the chain and touched it.
Did not meet the ticket.
Meng Xinran's calm expression changed, and she forgot the contents of her bag and fell down on the table.
There were only a bunch of expensive dying bottles and jars and lipsticks, not to mention a few tickets, half of them were not seen.
The people around looked at each other.
Meng Xinran made a fist with his fingers, and his face turned blue. "Which class is the first to come at noon?"
The other people around looked at each other, raising a smile on their faces.
"Student Meng ..."
Meng Xinran lost his ticket.
"I came first with the learning committee at noon today, neither of us took it." The two students changed.
Meng Xinran didn't know what was remembered.
She strode to Qin Yue's desk.
After coming to this class for so long, she also knows that Qin Yue is the last one to go every time.
Her face was cold, her eyes were cold, and she never thought about it. She reached down and pushed down Qin Yue's table.
Wow!
The information book on the table, the love letter in the table hole and a bunch of foreign papers all fell to the ground.
The whole class was quiet.
Xia Fei said quickly: "Don't move your sister's stuff, she won't ..."
Meng Xinran didn't say anything, he didn't even bother to use his hands, only kicked a bunch of things on the ground with his feet.
Very light--
A ticket fell out of a foreign novel.
Phone code is really slow ...
Go out and fix the computer, the dogs wait for me ...
Do you remember the tickets, Lu Zhaoying's hard ...
(End of this chapter)
Concise comments.
Lu Zhaoying stared at this page for a while, but he didn't politely snoop on the privacy of others. Only when Qin Yue came out, he was curious: "Qin Xiaoyou, your friend?"
Having been with Qin Yun for so long, Lu Zhaoying also knew Qin Yun. It was not easy for her to be regarded as a friend.
Qin Yue came out of it and took the mobile phone, took a look, and the expression on his face did not change: "It's right."
She took it outside to pick it up.
Seeing her so bland expression, Lu Zhaoying didn't ask much, it should not be a very important person.
Lu Zhaoying sat back in his chair and looked at the group with his mobile phone.
[Jiang Dongye]: Nothing to Love · JPG
[江东 叶]: @ 程 隽 你 说句
Lu Zhaoying saw that Jiang Dongye experienced twists and turns on his way to find Gu Xichi.
He put his legs to the side and laughed muffled, "Yeah, Jiang is looking for you."
Cheng Yan was still playing with his mannequin in the back room, and he didn't raise his head when he heard this: "Gu Xichi?"
"Bingo!" Lu Zhaoying snapped his fingers, "Entered a dead end!"
Cheng Ye put the scalpel aside, and his voice was still careless. He put his hand to his lips and coughed again: "It doesn't help me to find me. I'm a doctor and can help him."
Lu Zhaoying: "..."
Cheng Yan slowly observed his human body model and ignored Lu Zhaoying.
The cell phone in his pocket rang, and he felt it out and picked it up.
"dad."
"Laojiang Dashou, as of the end of this month, will you come back at that time?" The voice over there could sound a little thick.
Cheng Yan was standing against the table, and his legs were long from the side. "It depends on the situation."
Cheng Lao has never asked for the youngest son, "OK."
Beijing.
hang up the phone.
The middle-aged man sitting in the room couldn't help but said to Cheng Lao: "Dad, you are too indulgent to the third brother? For so many years, you can see what he dare to become a decent thing. The army is not good The institute came out after taking it for half a month, and the family gave him money to start a company. In less than a year, his company would have closed down if he hadn't had a second sister to help run the business. "
"Young man, his mind is impetuous and normal." Cheng Lao stood in front of the bookshelf. He had gray hair and a deep ditch on his face, but his spirit was shaking.
The middle-aged man opened his mouth and looked at Cheng Lao.
This old man has been rigorous for most of his life, and when he met his old man, he discounted it, which was almost a bottomless pamper.
Who in Beijing doesn't know Cheng Jiayi? No one in the capital dares to provoke anyone.
Everyone is older than Cheng.
**
at the same time.
Lin.
"Ranran, what is the new environment for the new classmates?" Lin Qi pinched the dish and asked.
Meng Xinran took a bite of food and said in a flat tone: "It's okay, that is, the students in Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School like to make a fuss."
Those people asked her inside the OST, or asked her about the Yunguang Consortium, one after another.
"You are a little star. They ask you, isn't it normal?" Lin Qi smiled again. "Where can this small place compare with your capital?"
The biggest leader I have ever seen is nothing more than a captive city in the news.
Ning Qing sat on the other side to eat and listened to the conversation between the two. She wondered why Meng Xinran was a little star, but didn't ask.
"You are in Class 9, right, I remember I was also in Class 9. Have you met?" Lin Jinxuan took chopsticks, thought for a moment, and spoke to Meng Xinran.
"Who is he?" Meng Xinran looked up.
"Qin Yue is the sister of Yuer, and she is also in class nine." Lin Qi pushed the gold-framed glasses, and his voice was mild.
Qin Yu Meng Xinran also heard it. As for Qin Yun, Meng Xinran had not heard it before from the Lin family.
At this moment Lin Qi told Lin Jinxuan that she had confronted Qin Hui with Lin's family.
Qin Yue left a deep impression on her, but she never connected Qin Yue's appearance with Ning Qing.
"Have heard it," Meng Xin said lightly, "but never said anything."
after dinner.
Zhang Huan went upstairs to give Meng Xinran milk, respectful and cautious.
"Zhang Huan, why haven't I met Qin Yue at the Lin family, she is not Qin's sister?" Meng Xinran took the milk, but didn't drink it immediately.
"She can't live in the Lin family." When mentioning Qin Hui, Zhang Jian frowned, obviously not wanting to mention more.
I thought who the very cold girl was, but I didn't expect that it was just Qin's sister, not even the stepdaughter of the Lin family.
Meng Xinran looked at Zhang Ye's disdainful attitude, nodded, expressing understanding, and didn't ask any more.
Zhang Ye went downstairs.
At the corner, I saw Ning Qing who was holding a cell phone in a daze.
"Zhang Huan." Ning Qing retracted her phone and went downstairs with Zhang Huan, knocking sideways on the road for several sentences.
"Miss Table is a member of the OST team, is a professional player in Kyushu Tour, and has more than one million Weibo fans. She is well-known on the Internet." Zhang Yan slowly spoke.
Ning Qing didn't know what the OST team was. When she heard of a professional player, she didn't care a bit, she was just playing online games.
However, when he heard Zhang Ye said that there were more than one million Weibo fans, Ning Qing opened his mouth and said, "More than one million followers?"
so much?
Zhang Ye looked at Ning Qing's expression and knew that she looked down on playing games.
Lips and smile: "Madam, you may not know that the OST team belongs to the Yunguang Consortium. Everyone in the team will be a member of the Yunguang Consortium."
Hearing the name of the Yunguang Consortium again, Ning Qing just laughed and couldn't answer anything.
It was a very weak feeling.
She knew that no matter how she climbed in this circle, she could only see the tip of the iceberg.
She picked up her cell phone and went to the room to call Qin Yu.
**
Friday.
Qin Wei came early in the morning, she was lying on the table.
Meng Xinran surrounded a group of people at the table.
"That Meng Xinran, I looked at her Weibo, and there were even more than one million followers." The boy sitting at the front table of Qin Yue turned his head back and showed the microblog interface found to the two people behind.
But I saw a back of Qin Wei.
Qin Hui was lying on the table.
The school uniform was under the hands and seemed to be sleeping.
Although it is lying on its stomach, it is not easy to mess with.
Lin Siran glanced at the boy and lowered his voice. "Don't make her noise."
"This Meng Xinran really has money at home. That watch needs more than one million yuan." Another boy also pressed his throat and leaned his head to talk to Lin Siran: "My robbery finally passed under her guidance. The game was played Well, it looks good, there is money at home, and a winner in life. "
People in the class like to watch Meng Xinran play games. She has fast hands, good operation, and good consciousness. She is also a mentor when she instructs people.
Every day, she helps people play games, and many people record screens.
The second lesson ends in the morning.
Twenty minutes between classes.
Qiao Sheng saw Qin Yue rising from the table, came over to find Qin Yue, lay on her table and said, "Sister Xi, Meng Xinran has an internal ticket. Would you like to go to the show with us tomorrow?"
Qin Hui took the book out, turned a page, and raised his eyebrows: "No."
He Wen took a mobile phone and followed Qiao Sheng, listening to the sound seemed to be playing a game: "Ah, ah, I'm dead, I'm dying! I don't want to lose in the promotion!"
Noisy, my brain hurts.
Qin Yue remembered him. He was the first to talk to Qiao when she was turned away by Li Airong.
"Give me." Qin Hui leaned against the wall and squeezed his wrist again, letting He Wen give her phone.
"Sister Xi, what are you doing?" He Wen took a moment to glance at Qin Hui.
Qin Yan glanced at the interface of his phone: "Help you advance."
"Do n’t, sister, do n’t kid me. I ’ll go to Miss Meng." He Wen quickly said, "Sister sister, don't bother me, I'm very nervous now. If this attack card is dead, there will be no rescue It's up! "
When He Wen finished speaking, he turned to Meng Xinran.
Qin Hui touched his nose, then continued reading slowly, all right.
***
At noon, I finished my lunch by myself.
Qin Yunwu usually does not come to the class for self-study, everyone in the nine classes knows.
Meng Xinran came out after eating, took out the bag in the table hole, and wanted to take out the admission ticket.
There was a group of people around, "Student Meng, there is no ticket, let us admire it!"
Meng Xinran opened the chain and touched it.
Did not meet the ticket.
Meng Xinran's calm expression changed, and she forgot the contents of her bag and fell down on the table.
There were only a bunch of expensive dying bottles and jars and lipsticks, not to mention a few tickets, half of them were not seen.
The people around looked at each other.
Meng Xinran made a fist with his fingers, and his face turned blue. "Which class is the first to come at noon?"
The other people around looked at each other, raising a smile on their faces.
"Student Meng ..."
Meng Xinran lost his ticket.
"I came first with the learning committee at noon today, neither of us took it." The two students changed.
Meng Xinran didn't know what was remembered.
She strode to Qin Yue's desk.
After coming to this class for so long, she also knows that Qin Yue is the last one to go every time.
Her face was cold, her eyes were cold, and she never thought about it. She reached down and pushed down Qin Yue's table.
Wow!
The information book on the table, the love letter in the table hole and a bunch of foreign papers all fell to the ground.
The whole class was quiet.
Xia Fei said quickly: "Don't move your sister's stuff, she won't ..."
Meng Xinran didn't say anything, he didn't even bother to use his hands, only kicked a bunch of things on the ground with his feet.
Very light--
A ticket fell out of a foreign novel.
Phone code is really slow ...
Go out and fix the computer, the dogs wait for me ...
Do you remember the tickets, Lu Zhaoying's hard ...
(End of this chapter)