Qiao Sheng was stunned and chased after him, "Young Master Xu, what are you doing?"

Xu Yaoguang did not answer, but his pace was very fast.

He pushed open the door in the second floor musical instrument room.

The sound of the violin came to an abrupt end, the instrument room was empty, the windows were open, the wind was blowing, and the sky blue curtains were slightly swinging.

Xu Yaoguang paused.

"Where are people? Where have people gone?" Qiao Sheng was also strange, as if the sound of the piano just now was Nan Ke Yimeng. When he walked to the window, he laughed in a low voice, "Will you jump off the second floor?"

Xu Yaoguang didn't speak. He looked at the open window and placed his eyes on the violin in the middle.

It was not until someone came up to practice in the art building that Xu Yaoguang moved.

Xu Yaoguang leaned on the piano side, graceful and casual, with cold eyes, looking at the girl who was pushing the door in: "Is anyone here to practice at noon today?"

The girl didn't react and looked at Xu Yaoguang in a daze.

Xu Yaoguang repeated it.

"The teacher didn't arrange exercises at noon," the girl carefully glanced at Xu Yaoguang and stuttered, "But only Qin Yu can do the violin."

Xu Yaoguang was stunned for a moment, but did not answer. His eyebrows were handsome and gentle, but his eyes were clear and cold, and it was difficult to get close to.

He didn't say anything, went downstairs silently, and first moved to a group to deliver milk tea to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu was not in the same class at this time.

Xu Yaoguang narrowed his eyes, his eyes drooped. After thinking for a while, he put the milk tea directly on Qin Yu's table.

The students in Class 1 were obviously used to him, but most of their eyes were still on him.

Qiao Sheng was outside, his hands casually resting on the door frame, talking to the girl sitting in the first row.

Seeing Xu Yaoguang come out, he stopped and turned his head to smile, "Did you say the one who was in the piano room just now was the beauty of Qin?"

Xu Yaoguang did not answer.

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Class 9.

Qin Ran sat in her seat.

Organize the book and write the name with a pen.

She supported her cheek with her right hand and her pen with her left hand. Her fingers holding the pen look slender and beautiful.

The slightly sided face looks more delicate.

Almost everyone in the class was peeking at her.

Lin Siran, who was sitting outside, did psychological construction for a long time and said, "Hello, Qin Ran, I am Lin Siran, a study committee member. You can come to me if you have any difficulties."

Qin Ran looked sideways, looked at her deskmate, squinted her eyes a little, and suddenly laughed, still as cynical as she looked, "Hello."

Lin Siran's face turned slightly red, looking left and right, "Are you left-handed?"

"It's almost the same." Qin Ran's left hand was a little slow to write, and she was not in a hurry, so she wrote casually.

"The math teacher handed out a paper in the morning. I have to put it away before class." Lin Siran spoke in a low voice.

Qin Ran pulled and found a math paper. She looked up and down, then stuffed it into the desk.

After just touching the violin, she was in a better mood than she had been in the previous few days, not as cold and irritable as before.

She tilted her head, half-squinted her beautiful almond eyes, supported her chin, and dragged her tail sound, "Can you not hand over?"

Lin Siran's face turned red and immediately ran to the office with a bunch of papers in his arms.

Qin Ran smiled softly in her throat, then pulled out another book, crossed her legs, and lazily wrote her name on her daimyo strokes and strokes.

There were too many people looking at Qin Ran from time to time in the classroom, even more than in the morning.

You can also see the boy from the outside class swaying beside the door of Class 9, leaning over and looking here.

Qin Ran was used to this kind of gaze and ignored it. She sat inside, putting on her headphones while clicking on a recently popular competitive game on her phone.

The boys around pushed each other and finally stopped at her big boss' aura and did not dare to step forward.

Soon, Qiao Sheng and Xu Yaoguang came back.

Qiao Sheng sat down on the seat, bent her long legs, then poked Xu Yaoguang's shoulder, raised her chin to a place, and spoke excitedly, "Look, that's Qin Ran!"

Xu Yaoguang pulled out the textbook to use for the next class, his eyebrows and eyes drooped, and he felt a sense of indifference that kept people from thousands of miles away.

He didn't even raise his head.

The buzz-cut boy beside him lowered his head and held his cell phone, laughing silently, "Qiao Sheng, when did you see us, Young Master Xu, let others go in your eyes?"

"Damn, shut up the fuck." Qiao Sheng kicked his stool, feeling boring, and finally asked again, "Why are there so many people outside the door?"

"Look at that freshman." The buzz-haired boy did not raise his eyes and continued to flip through his phone.

I don’t know what I saw, I was stunned for a moment, then held up my phone, “I…I seem to know why!”

Qiao Sheng looked at the screen of the phone.

It is the campus forum of No. 1 Middle School.

Highlighted top title - [Does our No. 1 Middle School have such a fairy-looking young lady? Is it the school beauty Qin Yu? Why haven't I seen it before!]

Further down is a picture.

At the intersection of the street, there were the group of vocational high school men, quite depressed and depressed. There were a few bloodstains on the ground. Girls in school uniforms in No. 1 Middle School stood lazily in the blood.

Her figure was thin, her eyes were slightly lowered, her smile was bright, and she showed cynical casualness. Her black hair shook across her eyebrows. Even in the uncensored and not very high-definition pictures, her delicate face was almost breaking through the camera.

Next, there are more than 500 replies.

2l: Give me all the information about this young lady in one minute!

3l: Qin Yu doesn’t look like this... She is wearing the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School. Damn it, is this year’s freshman?!

There were no more than one hundred floors, and there were people from Class 9 who immediately responded in person.

The buzz-cut boy lowered his voice, came over, suppressing his excitement, "Do you know that the school beauty in No. 1 Middle School has been replaced?"

Qin Ran knew nothing about all this.

She was playing games with headphones and sat sideways, her school uniform was loose and open, with a white shirt inside, and her collarbone could be vaguely seen, very white.

Gu Xichi's phone number was displayed above, and she hung up without changing her expression.

The other party was reluctant to leave and beat another one.

Qin Ran speeds up and finishes this game.

She held the table, stood up slowly, and stood up and walked out.

As she moved, everyone in and outside the class was staring in her direction.

The class that was whispering suddenly became silent.

A group of people surrounded the back door.

Qin Ran held her cell phone, took off her headphones with one hand, and spoke calmly, "Please let me."

With a "slam" sound, the crowd moved away.

Qin Ran walked through the crowd and went straight to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

Gu Xichi called again.

She found a compartment, sat on the toilet, and pressed the call button.

middle East.

Gu Xichi had just bandaged a child, touched his head gently, and then walked to the side with his cell phone, with his face charming and handsome.

I lit a cigarette for myself and laughed, "I didn't reply to text messages in the morning, and I still hung up my phone now."

"I'm in school," Qin Ran played with the headphone cable and spoke casually, "Speak quickly and say something, I'm going to go to class."

"There's something," Gu Xichi vomited a cigarette ring, took the medicine box handed to him by someone else, said thank you, and continued: "I've checked the information you gave me."

"What did you find?" Qin Ran glanced out the door.

Gu Xichi paused, and then said in a quiet voice, "Baby, I've checked the Interpol, but why did you see your name on the Interpol? Did I see it in the interpol?"

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The following is summarized by the Shasha of Huafu: Xiao/Xiang is the favorite concubine, and Kuoyue is the cold palace.

No, what are you thinking all day long...
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