The first line - qr.

The second line - q.

He stared at the two lines of words for a while, and finally murmured, "Is there a word missing..."

"What?" The deskmate next to him turned his head.

Xu Yaoguang shook his head, "Nothing."

He reached out, crumpled the paper into a ball, and threw it back.

It happened to be thrown into the trash can.

**

The next day, morning.

Qin Ran did not go to the cafeteria to have dinner, but went to the school hospital room.

Lu Zhaoying sat sleepy on his office chair.

Qin Ran knew that he must have cultivated immortals and played games again, so he went directly to find Cheng Jun.

Cheng Jun was leaning on the sofa to read a book. When he saw her coming, he yawned lazily, as if he hadn't had a good sleep. There was a little nasal sound in his voice, "Wait a little, Cheng Mu will come back soon."

"I'm not in a hurry," except for the physics teacher, the other teachers were very tolerant of her. Qin Ran sat opposite him, holding her hands on the side of the sofa, "Can you make specimens?"

"What type?" Cheng Jun raised his eyes, pulled the blanket on his body, and put it aside.

Qin Ran took out the grass that Lin Siran gave her from her sweater.

I'm almost wilted, I guess I can't hold on to today.

Her sweater seemed to have been brought back from Cheng Jun last time.

So are the white coats on the outside.

The thread was black and casual and loose. She wrapped her fingers with red thread and pulled out the glass bottle. The collar moved, and she could see the clavicle that had been covered before.

The clothes are too loose, making the collarbone look thinner.

The black and white contrast is also distinct.

Cold and gentle affection.

His vision went down a little uncontrollably.

Cheng Jun raised his head.

Qin Ran pulled it off directly and handed it to Cheng Jun, "Look at it."

Cheng Jun said "happy" casually, took it and took a look, and his voice was lowered, "Almost, let Cheng Mu bring some things back later, and it will be fine in two days."

Qin Ran held her chin and looked at Cheng Jun with her head tilted.

She admired two kinds of people throughout her life, one is a researcher who is determined to pay 3,000 yuan but is still obsessed with this profession.

Second, no matter what you do, you can be patient.

She can't do it, it's not something she is interested in, she can't sit still, it's still fine now.

In the past, she often suffered disasters with Pan Mingyue everywhere.

Perhaps their primary school teachers did not expect that she and Pan Mingyue, the last and the second to last, would one day become the dark horses of Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School.

Cheng Mu soon came back from outside and brought breakfast.

Qin Ran sat on the chair, leaning against the back of the chair, drinking porridge with a spoon in one hand, and sending a message to Chang Ning with a cell phone in the other hand—

【Have you had a list recently?】

It is rare to see Qin Ran so motivated. Chang Ning was afraid that she would regret it, so he sent out a two-page order in one second.

Qin Ran clicked on the large picture and flipped it around casually.

Cheng Mu brought her a glass of milk and saw Qin Ran facing a pile of Mars texts.

He was quite curious, "Miss Qin, what is this?"

"Holmes Code." Qin Ran took a sip of the porridge and talked nonsense.

This is the special translation code of 129, which can only be understood by those who have memorized the code.

Qin Ran was not afraid that Cheng Mu would recognize her.

Cheng Mu glanced at Qin Ran quietly.

After turning over two pages, Qin Ran failed to find the order she wanted, so she deleted it directly, and replied again-

【Are there anything else?】

Chang Ning didn't say a word, and just called him to come.

Qin Ran wrote a "c" in his notes, not afraid of anyone recognizing it.

Qin Ran hung up expressionlessly and didn't answer.

Lu Zhaoying came over yawning. When she saw Qin Ran, her hand covering her mouth paused, and she stopped halfway through the yawn.

I remembered that Qin Ran knew Yang Fei.

He wanted to grab Qin Ran and ask carefully, but Cheng Jun was present and he didn't dare.

After breakfast, Qin Ran returned to Class 9.

Cheng Jun also returned inside and half lying on the sofa and asked Cheng Mu to buy something.

Master Jun is more interested.

From elementary school to now, there have been nearly a hundred occupations.

Cheng Mu turned around and was about to leave. Yu Guang saw the glass bottle in Cheng Jun's hand and paused, "June, this is..."

Cheng Jun grabbed his hand and directly blocked Cheng Mu's gaze.

He looked at Cheng Mu without any expression and spoke slowly: "What are you looking at?"

Cheng Mu: “…”

Oh, understand, Miss Qin.

**

On this side, Qin Ran has arrived in Class 9.

Class 9 is still very lively.

A group of people surrounded He Wen and watched He Wen play games. He Wen used Lin Siran's account.

If Li Airong passes by at this time, she will definitely frown again and feel that the atmosphere of class 9 is not enough.

Qiao Sheng was half lying on the table, and the phone showed the Weibo page. After reading for a long time, he looked at Qin Ran's direction again, and then posted a WeChat Moments on WeChat.

【If you don’t play with me, it’s so sad.】

Pictures, lemon essence.

After posting, it suddenly increased by more than a dozen likes and a dozen comments.

Qiao Sheng was too lazy to turn it around, so she returned to the Weibo interface.

He sat sideways in his seat, putting his long legs in the aisle, and supporting his head with one hand.

During the break, Xu Yaoguang took another set of papers from the physics teacher.

When I sent it to Qin Ran, Qin Ran was lying on the table, taking out the school uniform that I hadn't worn for a long time and covering her head. It was faintly leaking out the headphone cable. I don't know if I was sleeping.

Her cell phone is on the table.

It seemed that someone sent her a video, and it kept on and she didn't care.

Everyone around him was automatically one meter away from her.

Xu Yaoguang paused. If it were in the past, he would have put Qin Ran's paper directly on her head. He has always been a person who would not care about other people's ideas.

Qiao Sheng was right, the only one he was a little concerned about in this school was Qin Yu.

His eyes were hanging down, and after thinking for a while, he placed two papers on Lin Siran's desk.

After posting the papers, he returned to his seat, and Qiao Sheng was still reading Weibo.

Xu Yaoguang casually pulled open his stool, glanced casually, and tightened his hand on the stool.

He directly sucked Qiao Sheng's cell phone.

Qiao Sheng still stopped on the Weibo page.

The above is the Weibo post @qr posted by Yang Fei.

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**

Many stories can only develop in the capital, and I feel so uncomfortable with it, babies...
Chapter completed!