Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

"Ah, no," Lu Zhaoying stood up abruptly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, "I think she looks a lot like..."

After tossing and turning, he really remembered a person, "It's like my mother, Lord Jun!"

Lu Zhaoying guessed that if he didn't give Master Jun an explanation, maybe he might fly to Africa to dig mining tonight.

Of course, it's like he's talking about Zou casually, but Lu Zhaoying can't remember exactly where that familiarity comes from.

Cheng Jun continued to look at him expressionlessly, his eyes were as thick as ink, but Lu Zhaoying's scalp was about to explode.

He tidied up the bowls that the three of them ate: "Then... Master Jun, have I washed the dishes?"

Cheng Juan retracted his gaze, and said "um" lightly.

Unable to hear the anger and anger, Lu Zhaoying, who was nestled in the kitchen, breathed a sigh of relief.

**

Lin.

Qin Yu has been practicing the violin for the past two days, from obscure to familiar.

Lin Wan married in the capital. Qin Yu knew what the status of the family her aunt married in in the capital. Even though the Lin family was considered a wealthy family in Yuncheng, it was not worth mentioning in the capital.

Since she had this opportunity, how could she seize it, apart from attending school, Qin Yu didn't even have time to eat, and was basically in the piano room.

Downstairs, Lin Jinxuan came back late today, only to find that Qin Yu was not there during dinner.

Ning Qing smiled happily: "Yu'er, she is practicing in the piano room. I'll bring her meals later. She has been very good at playing the violin recently."

Lin Jinxuan didn't expect her to be so hardworking. He had also heard Lin Wan talk about the teacher in Jingcheng, so it wasn't too surprising.

After eating, he went to the study room on the second floor. The door of the piano room was not closed tightly. When passing by the piano room, a deep voice came from inside.

He had heard Qin Yu play the violin, but he had never heard of it.

The footsteps paused.

Qin Yu put down the violin and looked up to find Lin Jinxuan standing outside the door, a little surprised: "Brother? Why are you back?"

Lin Jinxuan put the mobile phone in his pocket, smiled politely, and said in a gentle voice, "Yu'er, your violin has improved a lot, it's just... a little less emotion and more practice."

Lin Jinxuan has been playing the piano since childhood.

Because he understands music, Lin Jinxuan rarely praises her. At most, when she asks him, he nods and says "it's okay".

This was the first time that Lin Jinxuan took the initiative to praise her.

Qin Yu pursed his lips, then smiled: "Thank you, brother, this is a song I made by myself, but it still needs improvement. Can I ask you if I have time?"

"Yourself?" Lin Jinxuan was a little surprised, the song was pale and cold, and the layout was a bit big, and it sounded too out of place for Qin Yu.

Qin Yu nodded, "It just needs to be improved."

"It needs to be changed. The overall style is not suitable. You can give me the sheet music, and I will show you." Lin Jinxuan looked at Qin Yu, somewhat surprised, "But you are very good."

Finally, I couldn't help but admire.

Qin Yu just tilted his head and smiled.

**

the next day.

In the second class in the morning, Qin Ran accompanied Lin Siran and Nie Fei to get colored chalk.

In the third year of high school, there are too few people willing to do these board newspapers. There are only two days from Tuesday to Wednesday, which is very tight. Lin Siran only found Nie Fei as a companion.

Nie Fei was in charge of painting and the time was tight.

Lin Siran dragged Qin Ran along.

When going to get the colored chalk, Lin Siran asked Qin Ran to come with them.

Wu Yan went to the office to get the English paper.

It happened that Qin Yu was taking the physics test paper, so she waited for Qin Yu to go with him at the door of the office.

When they got to the corridor, they saw Qin Ran and Lin Siran downstairs, walking from the comprehensive building to the teaching building. There were also boys in the second year of high school who were giving her love letters in an open and honest way.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, when I came to school today, Qiao Sheng didn't look for her, Qin Yu pursed her lips and seemed to ask casually, "How is Qiao Sheng in your class with that new classmate?"

"You said Qin Ran," Wu Yan's expression became very complicated when she mentioned this: "Qiao Sheng is very protective of her, no one in the class dares to get along with Qin Ran."

From the big jar of lollipops last time to when Qiao Sheng was about to clean up Jiang Han's group yesterday, no one in Class 9 dared to talk about Qin Ran in a low voice.

"That's it." Even though he expected it, Qin Yu couldn't express any expression on his face.

She didn't know Qiao Sheng well, mainly because of Xu Yaoguang. Qiao Sheng didn't know why, but he was clearly a rich second generation but followed Xu Yaoguang's ass.

Qin Yu met Qiao Sheng through Xu Yaoguang.

At this time, he didn't know what to say, he just stayed silent.

Seeing that Qin Yu was still looking at Qin Ran and the three of them walking downstairs, Wu Yan lowered her head, pouted her lips, and said in a sour and mean tone, "It's our class's board newspaper, no one wants to do it, Lao Gao went to Lin Siran, Nie Fei can draw, but I don't know what Qin Ran is doing with it, what does she know? The writing is like a dog crawling, don't mess up our board newspaper evaluation."

Qin Yu walked aside and listened, but his thoughts were flying.

The board newspaper has two days, and it is the first issue of the board newspaper on the theme of "High School Entrance Examination".

Lin Siran wrote well, and she used her spare time to report on the board.

The part where Nie Fei conceived the painting.

On Tuesday, Lin Siran took advantage of the noon self-study, and there was still time for evening self-study between classes. He almost finished writing all the content, leaving a blank space for Nie Fei to draw.

At noon on Wednesday, Nie Fei painted a little, and left the rest for her self-study painting in the evening.

They study at night from six o'clock to ten o'clock in the evening, and four hours are enough.

By the time school was over in the evening, more than half of the board newspapers were still blank.

Qin Ran sat on the stool and flipped through her books. She sat inside, leaning against the wall, resting her chin lazily, waiting for Lin Siran to leave first.

Before the two of them left, they saw Nie Fei walking over with her fingers twitching.

Lin Siran put down the math papers, very happy, "Nie Fei, wait for me, I'll be fine right away."

She has been going to dinner with Nie Fei for the past two days.

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Nie Fei bowing to her very guiltily: "Si Ran, Qin Ran, I'm sorry, I can't continue to participate in the board newspaper in the class, I was informed just now that there is a campus over the student union. Remind the board, I have to go."

Nie Fei is the secretary of the literature and art department of the student union, which is considered official business.

Lin Siran also knew, forced a smile, "It's okay."

After Nie Fei left, she sat down on the chair and looked at the blank space with less than a quarter of the board paper filled in with a frown: "Ahhhh. Ran Ran, what should we do?"

If he had said it yesterday, Lin Siran would still be able to find someone.

But it was already evening, and there were still some people who were studying on the day. They didn't go to self-study in the evening. Lin Siran couldn't find anyone he wanted to find.

Lin Siran was annoying when a girl in front came over and lowered her voice.

"Si Ran, did you offend Qin Yu?" the girl whispered.

Lin Siran was dumbfounded and shook her head. She had reminded Qin Ran before that Qin Yu was absolutely not to be messed with at school. How could she have made a mistake, "How could it be possible?"

"Then I don't know." The girl glanced at Lin Siran. "When I went to the comprehensive building in the afternoon, I saw Qin Yu asked Nie Fei to help draw the student union's propaganda board."

Qin Yu has a good family background and studies well. Compared with Lin Siran, it is not difficult for Nie Fei to help Qin Yu.

Even if she knew this, Lin Siran was still frowning, worrying about the rest of the board newspaper, and she couldn't find anyone, so she could only bite the bullet on her own.

Qin Ran threw her hands back into her pockets, stood up, tapped on the table, lowered her eyebrows, her face was shrouded in hazy shadows, and she couldn't make out her expression: "Go eat first."

The sound is also light.

Lin Siran was not in the mood to joke today, and went to the cafeteria with a depressed expression.

The large canteen of No. 1 Middle School is far away from the teaching building.

It takes about ten minutes to walk.

Xu Yaoguang wanted to have dinner with Principal Xu in the evening. He didn't go to the cafeteria. He went back to the class to get his coat on the way.

The door to the class was unlocked today, so he put the key back in, walked towards the front door, the front door was open, and just as he stretched out his hand, he saw that there seemed to be a person standing on the blackboard behind, drawing something on the blackboard.

Xu Yaoguang subconsciously stopped not far from the door, squinted his eyes, and looked over with a cold gaze.