MTL - Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!-v5 Chapter 10 010 New School Flowers

Chapter 10 010 New School Flower

Qin Yue clapped his hands, turned to pick up his coat, and picked up his backpack.

Passing by the teenagers, she twisted her delicate eyebrows and thought for a moment.

Then he whistled at the headed boy, very handsome, and smiled again.

"Thank you." Cheng Yan left two words when he heard the girl who didn't write well.

Lu Zhaoying retracted his chin, walked back, and watched Qin Yue going to the back of the school gate. It was not very pleasant.

Cheng Yi gave him a glance and said casually, "Let's go."

Lu Zhao's shadows regained his gaze and led the way, "She doesn't look like wild road, but she can't see anything."

One-to-four, light and easy, clean and crisp.

Passing by the four people, Lu Zhaoying stopped and was very cheap. "Brothers, you can't do it."

Cheng Yan Yu Guang glanced over to Qin Yan, the other party seemed to enter the transmission room.

Looking back, I didn't go long before I went to an old restaurant deep in the alley.

"Xu Lao." Lu Zhaoying saw a serious old man who had already ordered food.

Principal Xu smiled at him, and said two words, then turned to Cheng Ye, "Cheng Shao, how come you come to this corner?"

Earlier, when he got him to come to his school to be a school doctor, President Xu also had a headache. The grandpa was not good at serving.

Cheng Yi held a tea cup. The tea cup was very inferior brown tea in the restaurant. He didn't dislike it. He drank slowly, as if he was tens of thousands of pieces of top tea.

He smiled arrogantly: "Come and see."

At the end, I turned to the topic again, "I heard that Xu Lao refused to leave in the past three years, and even as a principal of a high school, she wanted to come and see."

"What's this?" Principal Xu laughed, and didn't hide it. He had a stingy tone. "I found a successor."

Not to mention Lu Zhaoying, even Cheng Yun was surprised. Xu Lao's identity and finding his successor would be a big news that shocked the Quartet if it was known to those in Beijing.

"Who?" Lu Zhaoying couldn't hide his curiosity.

"She doesn't want to take over." Principal Xu shook his head and refused to say more.

Lu Zhaoying's eyes widened and couldn't believe it.

Cheng Ye put his legs on his shoulders slightly, lowered his head and drank tea without asking much.

Lu Zhaoying couldn't stand alone.

**

Qin Hui went to the delivery room to pick up his luggage.

The day before she and Ning Qing came to Yuncheng, the luggage was sent to No. 1.

There was a lot of luggage, two big boxes, and it was very heavy. The uncle doorman in the delivery room saw her alone and very warmly returned Qin Yuan's luggage to the dormitory.

The dormitory Qin Yue applied for was on the second floor, near the end of the corridor, and there was 216 dormitories.

In the dormitory of the six-person room, there were only three people, and there were three beds left. The empty beds were full of other people's things. The beds at the window were all people. Qin Yue directly picked a bed with not too many things.

Then he went to get the sheets and quilts.

She opened a box to organize her luggage, and her clothes and daily necessities were hung up.

The other suitcase, which she did not even remove, was tucked under the bed.

Pack up and finish your meal. There will be half an hour for the first class in the afternoon.

She passed by the art building when she went to the classroom.

The window on the second floor is open, and you can see the musical instruments inside.

Qin Yue went up to the second floor. The art building was quiet and nobody was there.

She opened the door of the instrument room and saw the violin in the middle at a glance.

She likes the violin and it makes her quiet.

She bowed her head slightly.

Almost every once in a while, she finds a place to play the violin.

"Xu Shao, I'm serious. The transfer students are really pretty thieves, you don't know, they're all for the class ..." Qiao Sheng took a can of Coke and painted it.

Outside, they did not mention that it was Qin's sister.

Xu Yaoguang ignored Qiao's voice. He was holding a cup of vanilla milk tea for Qin Yu.

Jun Lang's eyebrows were very cold and had no interest in the transfer students described by Qiao Sheng.

Passing the art building.

Xu Yaoguang suddenly had a meal.

The low, slightly gloomy violin came from far away.

Suddenly he looked up and looked at the second floor, his eyes were like a torch.

Qiao Sheng doesn't understand music. He usually reads Qin Yu in the name of school flower.

It wasn't the sensory discomfort that made the sound uncomfortable at the moment, but his depression, which seemed to be aroused.

He just wanted to say that the music sounded good. As soon as he lifted his eyelids, he looked at Xu Yaoguang's footsteps and walked towards the Art Building.

Qiao Sheng took Coca-Cola for a while and caught up, "Xu Shao, why are you going?"

Xu Yaoguang didn't reply, but he was quick.

On the second-floor instrument room, he opened the door.

The violin came to an abrupt end, the instrument room was empty, the windows were open, there was wind, and the blue curtains swayed slightly.

Xu Yaoguang paused.

"People, where have they been?" Qiao's voice was also strange, as if the sound of the piano was Nan Ke's dream just now, walking towards the window, he whispered, "Should he jump from the second floor?

Xu Yaoguang didn't speak. He glanced at the open window and set his gaze on the violin in the middle again.

Xu Yaoguang didn't move until someone came up to practice in the art building.

Xu Yaoguang leaned on the piano side, elegant and casual, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the girl who pushed in the door: "Anyone come up to practice at noon today?"

The girl didn't respond, and stared at Xu Yaoguang.

Xu Yaoguang repeated.

"The teacher didn't arrange exercises at noon," the girl gazed at Xu Yaoguang carefully, stuttering, "but the violin is only Qinyuhui."

Xu Yaoguang froze and didn't answer. He was handsome and gentle, only those eyes were clear and cold, hard to access.

He didn't speak, went downstairs in silence, and first transferred to a group to send milk tea to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu is not in a class at this time.

Xu Yaoguang narrowed his eyes, his eyes were down, and after thinking for a while, he put milk tea directly on the Qin language table.

The students in the first class were obviously used to him, but most of their eyes were still on him.

Qiao Sheng was outside, and he rested his hands on the door frame casually, talking to the girls sitting in the first row.

When Xu Yaoguang came out, he closed his hands and smiled, "Did you say that Qin Xiaohua was just in the piano room?"

Xu Yaoguang didn't answer.

**

Class nine.

Qin Yue sat on his seat.

Organize the book and write down the name.

She has a cheek in her right hand, a pen in her left hand, and her slender fingers.

The slightly sideways face became more refined.

Almost everyone in the class was peeking at her.

Sitting outside, Lin Siran did psychological construction for a long time, and said, "Hello Qin Yun, I'm Lin Siran, I'm a study committee member. If you have any difficulties, you can find me."

Qin Yan looked at the same table, squinted a little, and suddenly smiled, still so cynical, "Hello."

Lin Siran blushed and looked left and right. "Are you left-handed?"

"Almost." Qin Yue wrote a little slowly with her left hand, and she was not in a hurry, so she casually wrote.

"The math teacher sent out a paper in the morning, and I will close it up and hand it in before class." Lin Siran whispered.

Qin Min pulled a stroke, and really found Zhang's math paper, she glanced up and down, and then stuffed it into the desk.

She was in a better mood than she was a few days ago, not as cold and irritable as before.

She tilted her head, squinting at those pretty apricot eyes, bracing her chin, and trailing her tail, "Can you leave me alone?"

Lin Siran flushed, immediately holding a pile of papers, and ran to the office.

Qin Min took out a book, leaned on Erlang's legs, and lazily wrote his name on a drawing.

There are too many people in the classroom looking at Qin Wei, even more than in the morning.

You can also see the foreign class boys dangling by the gate of Class Nine, looking over here.

Qin Yan was used to this kind of gaze and ignored it. She sat inside, while wearing a headset for herself, and opened a recently overheated competitive game in her mobile phone.

The boys around gave way to each other, and finally stopped at her big brother's aura and didn't dare to step forward.

Not long after, Qiao Sheng and Xu Yaoguang returned.

Qiao Sheng sat on his seat, his long legs flexed, then poked Xu Yaoguang's shoulders, raised his chin toward a place, and said excitedly, "Look, that is Qin Yue!"

Xu Yaoguang pulled out the textbooks to be used in the next lesson, his eyes frowning, a kind of indifference far away from people.

He didn't even lift his head.

The inch-headed boy around him held his cell phone and laughed muffled, "Qiao Sheng, when did you see other people in Xu Shao's eyes?"

"Fuck, you **** shut up." Qiao Sheng kicked at his stool and felt boring, and asked at the end, "Why are there so many people outside the door?"

"Look at that freshman." The inch-headed teenager did not look up and continued to flip the phone.

I don't know what I saw, I stunned, and held my phone, "Look!"

Joe tilted his head and looked at the phone screen.

It is the No.1 Campus Forum——

[Fairy face value! Is it the school flower Qin language! 】

Further down is a picture.

At the street is the group of junior high school students, who are very sad and sad, and there is still some blood on the ground.

Her figure was thin, her eyes were slightly lowered, and her mouth smiled brightly, showing the cynical casualness.

Below, there are more than 500 responses.

2l: Give me all the information of this young lady in one minute!

3l: First lick a screen, Qin language doesn't look like this ...

No more than a hundred floors, there were nine classes of people immediately responded.

The inch-headed boy lowered his voice and came over, suppressing his excitement, "a lieutenant colonel's flower is about to be replaced!"

Qin Yue knew nothing about all this.

She was playing games with headphones and sitting sideways.

Gu Xichi's phone is displayed above, and she hung up without changing her face.

The other party persevered and hit another.

Qin Yue speeded up to finish the game.

She stood up at the table, got up and went out.

As she moved, everyone in her class was watching her direction.

The whispered class was suddenly silent.

A group of people surrounded the back door.

Qin Wei took the mobile phone, took off the headset with one hand, and glanced at them.

Stare from the big brother.

"Wow--" With a sound, the crowd turned away.

Qin Yue went through the crowd and headed directly to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

Gu Xichi called again.

She found a cubicle, sat on the toilet and pressed the call button.

foreign.

Gu Xichi just finished bandaging a child, gently touched his head, then took the mobile phone to the side, his face was elegant and handsome.

I lit a cigarette and laughed, "I don't reply to text messages in the morning, and now I'm on the phone."

"I'm at school," Qin said, playing with the headphone cord, and said at will. "Hurry up and say something, I'm going to class."

"There is something," Gu Xichi spit out the smoke ring, took the medicine box that others handed him, said thank you, and continued: "I checked the information you gave me."

"What was found?" Qin Yue glanced out the door.

Gu Xi paused, and then her voice was quietly, "Baby, I asked Interpol to check, but why did I see your name at Interpol? Am I being checked?"

The following is summarized by the sand sculptures of Huafu: Xiao / Xiang is a pet concubine, and deduction is a cold palace.

No, what do you think about all day long ...

(End of this chapter)