The pen in Cheng Jun's hand hit the table.

The person who just told Lu Zhaoying not to be excited has now lost his composure.

Young Master Cheng took the pen aside as if nothing had happened, reached out and took a cigarette in his hand. He didn't light it. When he calmed down, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be covered with smoke, like Jiangnan landscape paintings.

He raised his chin, "Are you sure? It seems that he is not that enthusiastic."

"He was investigated with a face paralysis. He also specifically investigated the case involving seven college students missing three months ago. The traces left were very similar." Lu Zhaoying also felt weird. He still put his hand on the keyboard and looked at Cheng Jun sideways. "I also think that those who can suppress Black Hawks head-on are like that. Do you really don't know?"

Cheng Jun turned the lighter in his hand and saw the little girl slowly walking through the door.

Her cheeks were abnormally red, making her skin look pale. She didn't have much strength to walk outside, but she pulled her collar to the top.

The ends of my eyes were dyed red, a little depressed, not that difficult to get close to.

She always feels a little cold and thin on weekdays, with agitated in her eyebrows and eyes, and suddenly she is a little soft. Cheng Jun bit the cigarette and didn't speak anything Lu Zhaoying said.

Lu Zhaoying also saw Qin Ran, he closed the computer and stopped talking.

Qin Ran knew what they were saying before, so she avoided her at this time, but she didn't care, especially now she was dizzy.

She went to see what was in the kitchen first.

Cheng Jun put away the documents, and he reached out and knocked on the table. His voice could not hear his emotions, "Is he sick?"

"Well," Qin Ran rolled up her sleeves casually, walked slowly, and walked into the kitchen with a slightly weak tone, "A little."

"Qin Xiaoran, why are you sick? Hurry up, take a break and I will measure the temperature for you." Lu Zhaoying immediately stood up and let Qin Ran sit down.

Go and get the thermometer yourself for Qin Ran to measure it.

"What a big deal, I'll cook first after taking medicine in the morning." The voice was casual.

Yes, Sister Social is still so arrogant.

"No..." Lu Zhaoying scratched her head.

"Why are you trying to show off when you are sick? You can sit first," Cheng Jun stood up and turned to the sofa, his face seemed a little bad. "Lu Zhaoying, call Enyu to deliver the meal."

Lu Zhaoying looked at Cheng Jun and made the sofa open, a little surprised, but she picked up her cell phone and called.

"Don't go to the cafeteria," Cheng Jun took the thermometer and handed it to Qin Ran, "There are too many people, measure the temperature first."

Qin Ran really didn't take the fever seriously, it wasn't because she was missing her arms and legs.

She took the thermometer and measured it at 39 degrees 5.

Cheng Jun frowned tightly, adjusted the potion and gave her an injection, poured her a glass of warm water. The sick and cold man had a bitter mouth, so he put a little rock candy.

The sofa was very comfortable. She drank sweet water. Cheng Jun was flipping through the file bag next to her. The sound was very subtle and Qin Ran felt a little sleepy.

A long breathing sound came from beside me.

Cheng Jun put down the document and looked at her with some complexity. Perhaps because she was sick, her aggressive aura disappeared. Her eyelashes collapsed and a blue-gray shadow fell on the bottom of her eyes. She was very thin. Because she didn't want to disturb him, she only had a small ball on the sofa.

The hands placed on the edge of the sofa were so thin that they were snow-white, and the place where the needle was prickly glowed in blue.

After looking at it for a while, his heart seemed to be moved by something.

Qin Ran rarely slept so well. When she got up again, the injection was finished and the afternoon self-study was almost over, and the porridge was warmed in the pot.

Lu Zhaoying helped a student get the medicine.

Seeing her taking the porridge, sitting at the dining table and eating, she asked her with her head tilted, "Do you want me to ask for a leave for you?"

"No need," Qin Ran shook her head and smiled again, "Thank you today."

Cheng Jun frowned and looked at her. He wanted to stay for an afternoon, but he had no position.

After the man left, he put down the papers and finally lit the cigarette before.

Lu Zhaoying looked at him thoughtfully for a while, then touched his chin.

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Qin Ran recovered well, and her fever subsided in the afternoon and was still a little weak, but it was much better than in the morning.

"Physics scores 12 points, chemistry scores 18 points," Lin Siran helped Qin Ran get the paper, "Ran Ran, you are so awesome!"

Rounded and passed.

Qin Ran looked at Lin Siran: "..."

The last class was given an English test paper.

Xu Yaoguang didn't leave immediately. He looked at Qiao Sheng and went to Qin Ran without stopping him. His eyebrows were still cold, but the corner of his eyes paid attention to Qiao Sheng's side.

"Did the fever go away?" Qiao Sheng frowned slightly, "Why don't you ask for leave?"

Qin Ran nodded, put away the book, and sniffed again, "It's almost done."

"Please rest and drink more hot water." Qiao Sheng thought for a while, then returned to his seat, took out a can of lollipop from the hole in the table, knocked on Qin Ran's table, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Eat."

Outside the gate of Class 9, Qin Yu had already arrived. She was waiting for Xu Yaoguang and Qiao Sheng to see this scene and was stunned.

She turned her head and didn't look at Qin Ran.

But I couldn't help it and looked at Qin Ran again. Qiao Sheng has always been a young master and is always careless when talking to her. It's rare to be so gentle.

In a while.

Qiao Sheng shook the bag behind and came out from behind with Xu Yaoguang.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was indeed a mockery, "Young Master Xu, Qin Ran's English has improved this time, 30 points!"

At 30 points, Xu Yaoguang frowned slightly, and he was really thinking too much?

“30 points?”

"Yes, I've made a lot of progress. She scored zero last time." Qiao Sheng put his hand in his pocket.

Qin Yu glanced at Xu Yaoguang with a cold expression, smiled and stopped talking.

Relaxed mood.

The three of them are all influential figures in the school. No matter which one appears on the road, students can whisper, let alone the three of them together.

Some students can even stay under the stairs and wait for the three of them to come out together.

Freshman Class 5.

"Mu Ying, let's go together." Mu Ying's deskmate is a lively girl with a ponytail. He heard that he was a direct promotion from junior high school, and his name is Li Yuhan.

Both are day students.

Li Yuhan is familiar with her, and she holds Mu Ying's arm.

Today, a freshman came, and as soon as school was over, there were people on the road to campus.

There was some commotion ahead.

From a distance, the three people caused the commotion. She was not wearing school uniforms, but wearing a light-colored dress. There were two boys around her, both of whom were outstanding in appearance.

"Ahhhh, Mu Ying, look, that boy who looks quite cold is the school's top school grass, senior high school, Xu Yaoguang! Another boy who looks a little slutty is Qiao Sheng, you know, he is the young master of Qiao!" Li Yuhan excitedly pinched Mu Ying, "Do you know who the girl beside them is?"

"I know, it's the school beauty of No. 1 Middle School..." Mu Ying looked at Qin Yu with some envy, and then looked at the very outstanding boy beside her, feeling complicated.

"Puff, what school beauty? What era are you news from?" Li Yuhan rarely looked slightly, "Don't you know, the school beauty of No. 1 Middle School changed her senior year after the start of high school this year?"

"Have the school beauty changed?" Mu Ying knew about the news of the summer vacation and was stunned: "Who has it been changed?"

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Gift questions, babies... Why do some people think it's not Sister Ran... Wait for me to reply to comments and give me rewards, and I'm starving to death

Please don't call me stupid flowers in the future. I think I'm much smarter than you (silly pussy)

Today is still a tall, big, flower that asks for comments and free tickets.

Good morning, see you tomorrow.
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