Qiao Sheng was stunned, kept holding the phone, and raised his head, "Young Master Xu?"

Xu Yaoguang looked down at his phone without answering.

He stared at Yang Fei's Weibo for a while, and clicked directly to comment.

I glanced at some of the hot comments above, and the first hot comment was-

"I'm the only one waiting for the boss to give me the news about the popular science qr quotation?"

"Is there really anyone in the world whose hand speed is faster than that of the Sun God?"

The Weibo post by Yang Fei at that time attracted the attention of many people inside and outside the industry, and everyone was looking for who QR was.

No one believed that Yang Feiai was just an irrelevant person.

How powerful the Internet in the Information Age is, netizens are also magical.

However, they encountered Waterloo on the small trumpet "qr". They could not find the news or find it at all.

"I guess I am a big shot. I asked my doctoral friend from Peking University to find QR's ID, and he said it was pitch black."

"On the same floor, my computer was almost attacked and I can't afford to offend me."

“…”

After Xu Yaoguang finished sweeping, there was no expression on his face. He clicked his slender and clean fingertips and followed Yang Feifa's Ai characteristics. He was a small Weibo account with 590,000 followers and 1 and 0 Weibo accounts.

He pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

If he had seen Yang Fei’s Weibo the day before, Xu Yaoguang would not have thought too much, but Qin Ran logged into the QR game account last night.

One uppercase and one lowercase

It would be difficult for Xu Yaoguang to think too much.

He didn't say anything, but just looked at Qiao Sheng silently, with his eyebrows and eyes quite handsome, but his eyes were dark and clear, as if he had a clear understanding of people's hearts.

Qiao Sheng took the book, lowered his head and turned around casually, not daring to look at Xu Yaoguang.

Xu Yaoguang nodded, returned the phone to Qiao Sheng, and turned sideways and said nothing.

Qiao Sheng looked from behind and Xu Yaoguang didn't seem to be doing exercises, but lowered his head to draw something on the paper.

**

During the break, Gao Yang walked slowly to Class 9 with his hands behind his back.

The Nine-squadrons who had been sitting together to play games immediately dispersed and sat back to their seats.

Gao Yang was still smiling. He was not harsh on students.

His eyes were on Qin Ran, Xu Yaoguang, Qiao Sheng's faces were swept one by one, and finally he looked at He Wen again, walked to him, knocked on his table, and signaled him to follow him out.

In the office, Gao Yang asked slowly: "What happened last night?"

This matter is not a secret, He Wen said it. After saying it, he paused and added: "It's the first group of people who are asking for trouble first."

"Well, no matter how much you play, it's more important to study." Gao Yang nodded.

Let He Wen go back.

He was not clear or light, and he didn't say a single word of criticism.

Li Airong stood up from the office chair and stepped on her high heels. "Teacher Gao, the students in your class slandered the students in our class on the forum and organized large-scale games. They are still like this when they are in the third year of high school. You don't criticize a word, that's all?"

"Otherwise," Gao Yang's fat face was completely puzzled, "Didn't you hear it? The computer was taken by the students in your class, and the matter was initiated by your class. How should I criticize them?"

"Even if you don't care about them, you have to think about the students in our class..."

Before Gao Yang finished listening, he laughed again, sat slowly in his seat, unscrewed the thermos and drank a sip of tea: "Qin Ran, Qiao Sheng and Xu Yaoguang mastermind, if you feel that you disturb the people in your class, go and talk to them."

Li Airong couldn't say a word. Not to mention these three people, she wouldn't dare to mess with them even half of them.

She held her breath and returned to her desk. When she passed by the physics teacher, she saw the Qin Ran's paper in his hand, but she still didn't write a single word.

Li Airong felt a little better.

Gao Yang ignored Li Airong and just looked at the note Qin Ran applied for leave in his hand and squinted his eyes slightly.

**

All morning, Chang Ning was quite reluctant to give up playing Qin Ran's voice.

Qin Ran turned on the mute, turned off the vibration, and ignored him.

Then he began to read the list sent to her by Chang Ning.

There were a batch of people who placed orders to 129, but 129 received not many orders every month. Chang Ning gave Qin Ran the orders that had been screened. After looking around, Qin Ran couldn't find the order he wanted.

The last class is over.

Qin Ran continued to wait for the people from Class 9 to leave before she slowly walked towards the school medical room.

Chang Ning's voice continued to be sent.

Qin Ran put on her headphones, activated the switch button, and stuffed her phone into her pocket.

It was windy outside, so she reached out to put on the hat of her coat, and then pulled the zipper to the top to cover her chin.

Chang Ning from Beijing flipped through the candidates on the computer and said with a slight , "Little classmate, have you forgotten something?"

Qin Ran pulled her collar to cover her nose, "What?"

"This year's new member's test questions." Chang Ning took out a cigarette from his pocket, tsk, and chuckled, "You won't really forget it, are you?"

"No, there is no hurry to test questions," Qin Ran narrowed her eyes halfway, a little careless, "I will definitely write it before you recruit new ones."

When he walked to the school medical room, Cheng Jun and Lu Zhaoying were neither there, only Cheng Mu was getting medicine for a student.

Qin Ran reached out and pulled down her hat. She saw the grass placed on a glass dish inside. She thought for a while, threw her phone on the sofa, and walked to the glass dish to observe carefully.

**

Outside the gate of No. 1 Middle School.

Pan Mingyue was wearing school uniform in a regular manner and had short hair that was right in his ears, *******.

"Lin Jinxuan has been back to the capital long ago, I can't drag it anymore," Feng Ci opened the back carriage, took out a bag of things from it and handed it to Pan Mingyue, "I may not be able to come back before the New Year."

Pan Mingyue took it and lowered her head.

It should be gloves, scarves and various medicines.

Feng Ci lowered his head, counted his fingers and voices, and felt a little aggrieved: "Two hundred and three days, there are still two hundred and three days left to take the college entrance examination."

"I can't decide this either." Pan Mingyue changed into a hand and carried the bag.

Feng Ci reached out and held her, "Let's go, brother will take you to dinner."

As soon as I turned around, my cell phone rang in my pocket.

Feng Ci took a look and found a string of phone numbers on it. He didn't keep his name. He glanced lightly and hung up directly.

In less than a minute, Lin Jinxuan also called.

Lin Jinxuan's voice on the other end of the phone was light, "Where is Mingyue?"

"Yeah," Feng Ci's voice became a little cold and careless, "I won't say anything anymore, I'll queue up for her first."

Then he lowered his head, and the voice obviously lowered a lot: "The wind is small here, you are waiting here, I'll go and quit."

This side of the capital.

Lin Jinxuan looked at the woman with beautiful makeup in front of him, and nodded politely: "Hear? No one will wait for you in the same place."

He is speaking voiceover.

The woman put on her sunglasses, looked at Lin Jinxuan, and turned around and left without saying a word.

**

Pan Mingyue was waiting in a dead corner, holding a pill in her hand, a little confused.

The familiar footsteps sounded.

Pan Mingyue put the medicine back in her pocket nervously.

Then he looked up at Feng Ci who was jogging over.

Feng Ci drove today's plane and left after stopping for ten minutes.

"Hey, aren't you that friend of Qin Xiaoran?" Lu Zhaoying and Cheng Jun got out of the car and saw Pan Mingyue.

The earring on his ear was a little dazzling in the cold sun.

"You two really don't look like friends," Lu Zhaoying shook her cell phone and smiled arrogantly, "I'll buy milk tea for Qin Xiaoran, do you want it?"

Since last time he went to the school clinic to get medicine, Pan Mingyue has deliberately avoided these two people.

Lu Zhaoying was still talking to her very well, but Cheng Jun just looked at her slowly. There was no sympathy, no disgust, and no exploration in his extremely beautiful eyes.

It's light, like looking at a stranger.

Pan Mingyue's hand slowly relaxed.
To be continued...