The paper floating out of Qin Ran’s book will naturally feel that it is Qin Ran’s.

But the handwriting...is obviously far from Qin Ran's handwriting.

It must have been specially practiced.

Qin Ran didn't expect that her piece of paper would be taken out.

She sat in her seat, holding her cell phone in her left hand and her right hand on the table, because she had to take into account her right hand, and her movements were a little clumsy.

Seeing the paper, she raised her eyebrows.

"This word looks so good," Lin Siran reacted first. She picked up the paper and slapped it on the table, saw the content clearly, looked up, and was extremely excited, "Qin Xiaoran, are you also a Yanxi fan?"

This is a song that Yan Xi just released. Lin Siran, as a fan of Yan Xi's ashes, naturally recognized it.

Qin Ran turned her head, her tone was unchanged, "I'm really not."

"Then do you still have the lyrics of Yan Xi?" Lin Siran raised the paper in her hand.

Qiao Sheng didn't see that this was the lyrics, but just stretched out his hand and pulled out the piece of paper, "It must have been not copied by her. How could she write such words? By the way, who gave it to you?"

Qiao Sheng is such a little genius!

Qin Ran suddenly calmed down, played with her phone with her left hand, tilted her body, and smiled, "That, my neighbor wrote it, is his handwriting good-looking?"

"It looks good." Lin Siran nodded wildly, then looked down again, "You can write a copybook, right?"

"Why didn't you practice such good-looking words?" Qiao Sheng twitched.

Qin Ran lowered her head and continued to look through her phone, ignoring him.

As class approached, Qiao Sheng also returned to his seat.

**

Qin Ran’s hands still need to change their medicines. Yesterday, Cheng Mu took them all to the school clinic.

Both of them in the school clinic could help her change.

When Qin Ran arrived at the school clinic, Lu Zhaoying was standing outside the door and calling someone. Her tone seemed a bit majestic. When she saw her, she waved to her.

Cheng Jun was in the school clinic. He was still lazily leaning against the sofa, with a computer on his legs, and his expression was still lazy, but his clear eyebrows always seemed to feel a sense of evil spirit.

"Come and change the medicine?" Cheng Jun put the computer aside and took out the medicine box.

He signaled Qin Ran to do it and sit next to her.

He carefully removed the bandage, exposed the wound inside, and sewed a few stitches, and the wound was very ferocious.

In summer, the palms are prone to sweating and bumping, and it is inevitable to touch the wound, and the medicine is stained.

Cheng Jun held a cotton swab, pinched her fingers, and carefully cleaned it with medical alcohol. No matter how careful he was, he would inevitably touch the wound. "Is it a little painful?"

"It's okay," Qin Ran said lazily with her chin on her left hand, "It's not that serious."

Cheng Jun said "um" softly, and didn't say anything, but just took his movements much lighter.

His eyebrows and eyes were drooping, covered with long eyelashes, and his outline looked hazy.

After changing the medicine, he saw Qin Ran get up and go out. Cheng Jun asked her where she was going.

"Cain, Lin Siran is still waiting for me to go to have a meal." Qin Ran looked at her right hand and always felt that she was not as painful as yesterday after taking the medicine today.

She was injured and naturally couldn't work.

When get out of class was over in the morning, she pushed her part-time jobs at the milk tea shop.

Is this still going to the cafeteria with people?

Aren't you afraid that the wound will break again?

Cheng Jun's lips pursed.

Qin Ran didn't pay attention, she waved her left hand, "Then I'll leave first."

When I walked out the door, I met Lu Zhaoying who happened to be back after the phone call, and even said hello.

Lu Zhaoying threw her phone on the table and scratched her head, "Where has she been? Why don't she stay for dinner?"

Cheng Jun turned around and sat back on the sofa.

Her lips were pursed and she looked quite cold.

Lu Zhaoying couldn't understand his operation, but she didn't dare to ask.

He only changed the topic, "Deputy Director Chen went to find Uncle Jiang Xiao."

Cheng Jun took out a cigarette and bit it, sneering, "I'm so scared, isn't he very majestic?"

It's just that the dark eyes are cold and there is no smile at all.

Cheng Mu, who just came in: "..."

One finger can kill the other party. Will Deputy Director Chen dare not be timid?

**

Lin Family.

When Xu's father found this place, Lin Qi and Lin Jinxuan were neither there.

Ning Qing sat in the pavilion in the yard to entertain Xu's father.

There was no follow-up news from the Public Security Bureau. Ning Qing gathered it around and sold some jewelry, and raised 500,000 yuan in a card.

Today, Lin Jinxuan brought back a message, and Xu Shen both hands broke.

The subsequent impact is very serious.

In order to settle the follow-up and prevent Qin Ran from taking the lawsuit, Ning Qing also tried hard to get into prison.

She didn't sleep all night last night and used a lot of foundation to cover up the blue and blackness at the moment.

She didn't expect that Xu's father would come to him.

"Mrs. Lin." Xu's father knew Ning Qing.

Ning Qing held the bank card in her hand, not wanting anyone in the Lin family to see her ugly appearance: "Sister Zhang, go down first, I'll have a good chat with Mr. Xu."

Mrs. Zhang glanced at her sideways and hesitated, but after receiving a pot of tea, she went back.

"Who is here?" Inside the house, Lin Wan had just come down from downstairs with her shawl in her hands.

Mrs. Zhang nodded outside, poured Lin Wan another cup of tea, and lowered her voice, "Who else can you? Mr. Xu, I saw the wife holding a bank card in her hand."

Lin Wan sat on the sofa and sneered when she heard this.

No more said anything.

Outside the house.

Father Xu sat on the stool, feeling a little restless and difficult to speak.

"Teacher Xu, I'm so sorry, my child...ah." He had no expression on his face. Ning Qing misunderstood what he meant, poured him a cup of tea, spoke first, and lowered his posture.

She hasn't dared to go out since last night.

I was afraid of seeing the servant's gaze, especially the Lin family.

Ning Qing took a sip of tea, "You know Qin Ran, she has never had a clear idea since she was a child. She obviously learned the violin first than Yu'er. Who knows that Yu'er is almost level 9 now, but she doesn't even talk about the violin music she doesn't learn well, and she even beat your son. I feel ashamed of this."

After Xu's father came, he was trembling and tried to drink water to relieve himself.

But I didn't expect Ning Qing to say this.

He paused his hands holding the teacup, a little confused, "Wait, Mrs. Lin."

Ning Qing held the bank card in her hand, looked up and looked at him.

Xu's father looked at her: "No, who said Qin Ran didn't learn the violin well? She obviously--"
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