Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Every three months, Qinran would send Yan Xi a message.

Sometimes it was Yan Xi who wrote the lyrics for her, and sometimes he wrote the lyrics himself.

But this time because of Chen Shulan, Qin Ran hasn't released the arrangement for a long time.

She holds a mobile phone in her hand.

While typing a word to go back, he walked towards Lu Zhaoying.

"Not far." Lu Zhaoying put his hand on the steering wheel and looked in the direction of the rear seat through the rearview mirror. "Ten minutes of driving."

He was driving in front, and Qin Ran was flipping through his phone behind him.

Yan Xi probably knew that she had something to do, so he didn't rush her.

Qin Ran scrolled down and saw the document that Gu Xichi had sent her earlier.

Because Cheng Mu and others interrupted her, she didn't have time to read it, so she just dug it out now.

What Gu Xi sent late was a list and a simple information, nothing that needed to be kept too secret.

Qin Ran actually found her own name on it.

She squinted slightly.

In less than ten minutes, the car stopped at a clubhouse.

It is in a busy city, but the whole clubhouse is extremely quiet.

Lu Zhaoying took her directly to the top floor.

**

On the top floor, there are only two private boxes, each of which is extremely spacious and equipped with various entertainment facilities, and there are four service personnel standing outside the door of each private box.

When Lu Zhaoying came, he bent slightly, smiled, and kept his eyes fixed.

There are not many people in the box.

Opposite is the TV, and there are Pai Gow and a bunch of big adventure game tools on the quite spacious table.

And then there's the whole bunch of outlandish booze.

Cheng Juan was sitting on the inner sofa. He was sitting on the armrest with his hands lightly resting on the armrest. He was leaning back, his eyes were half down, and he was biting a cigarette. He took off his long coat and put it away casually. On the table, the neckline of the black shirt was slightly open.

Seems quite uninspired.

Few people around dared to speak loudly, only Jiang Dongye was playing Pai Gow with a few.

Hearing the waiter's voice, Jiang Dongye tilted his head slightly, "Come here?"

As he said that, he turned to the side to make room for Qin Ran and Lu Zhaoying.

The others also called out "Young Master Lu" one after another, and then looked at Qin Ran involuntarily.

He secretly wondered if this was the younger sister of Lu Zhaoying that was rumored recently.

Qin Ran stopped behind Lu Zhaoying.

She looked in the direction of Cheng Juan, coughed twice, and did not continue walking.

"Following Young Master Lu?" The woman with wavy red lips held the cigarette between her fair and slender fingers, turned her head slightly, glanced at Qin Ran, and exhaled a smoke ring.

Qin Ran lowered her head and saved the document that Gu Xichi had sent her, and replied not too emotionally: "That's right."

The woman glanced at her up and down, leaned over again, flicked the cigarette ash into the ashtray, and smiled inexplicably: "You are still in school, the current students are really..."

Lu Zhaoying sat in the place Jiang Dongye stepped aside, seeing that Qin Ran didn't follow, "Qin Xiaoran."

he called out.

"Sit here." Then he pointed to the seat next to Cheng Juan for her to come over. He was sitting right next to her side.

After finishing speaking, he reached out and knocked on the table, raised his chin to let the waiter come over, "a cup of hot milk."

There are all kinds of weird requests here, the waiters dare not look at anyone here, and after receiving the request, they go to get hot milk.

Qin Ran walked towards Lu Zhaoying.

The woman next to her who was smoking a cigarette just turned pale, and her hands shaking while holding the cigarette.

Cheng Mu was sitting on the sofa opposite Cheng Juan, and Cheng Jin was sitting with him, and he had asked the waiter to serve him a tea set.

I'm currently studying how to make tea.

Hearing Lu Zhaoying's words, he looked at him expressionlessly, "Stop drinking tea?"

"No," Lu Zhaoying leaned back, crossing his legs, "Our old man was still talking about drinking tea and sleeping poorly last night."

After thinking about it, he tilted his head again and looked at Cheng Juan, "Is that so, Master Juan?"

Cheng Juan has sat upright a little bit, and now he is buttoning a loose button very rigorously with one hand, and is smashing a cigarette into the ashtray on the table with the other hand.

Hearing Lu Zhaoying's words, he lazily said "Yes".

Not to mention Cheng Jin's bewildered expression, even Jiang Dongye turned his head stiffly, looking at the suddenly serious Cheng Juan.

It still looks like the same lazy and sleepless appearance, Zhilan Yushu has a clear appearance, elegant and calm, not sharp at all, and does not show the appearance of a gentle scum resounding in the circle at all.

"Cheng Mu, it's a shame you didn't come to your goddess' banquet yesterday." Not far away, a blond man casually walked over with a pool cue, and he patted Cheng Mu who was still obsessed with making tea, "You know Is there a shocking event?"

Regarding Ouyang Wei, Cheng Mu raised his head, his eyebrows moved, "What's the matter?"

"The news was only released yesterday, do you know who this year's question maker is?" The blond man smiled and looked around at the sitting people.

Seeing Qin Ran who was sitting on the side sipping milk tea carelessly, his eyes widened.

The others didn't notice his strangeness, and they were all attracted by the person who made the question he said.

Lu Zhaoying ignored him.

Jiang Dongye smiled, "Zhang Xiangge, don't be a fool, who is it? I'm curious even if I don't look at Master Juan?"

Zhang Xiangge, an alumnus of Lu Zhaoying's university days, he is more likely to get things done, and he has been friends with Lu Zhaoying until now.

As a result, through Lu Zhaoying, he got into Cheng Juan's circle.

When Zhang Xiangge saw that Cheng Juan was indeed looking at him, he got nervous for a moment, then lowered his voice, "I also heard from Ms. Ouyang, and I heard that a big boss from 129 asked the question."

The 129 bosses, counting from top to bottom, are those of the first generation.

Lu Zhaoying didn't intend to talk to Zhang Xiangge, but when he heard this sentence, he couldn't help being curious.

"Which big boss? Morning Bird? Zha Long?" Lu Zhaoying obviously had a deep relationship with 129, and he was talking about some big bosses who were often active.

Zhang Xiangge shook his head.

Lu Zhaoying frowned, "Could it be that Chang Ning came up with the question himself?"

"Neither, you will never guess it," Zhang Xiangge shook his head mysteriously, and then dropped a bomb, "It's a lone wolf."

"Damn it!" Lu Zhaoying was obviously blown up.

The old wine glass in his hand fell onto the table, and the scarlet wine flowed down the table into the carpet.

Jiang Dongye, who was not very interested in this matter, also raised his eyebrows, "Just the one who refused to accept my list?"

Jiang Dongye also placed many orders for 129.

They all went after Gu Xichi and placed three times the order, but let alone accepting the order, 129 didn't even review his order.

"It's lively this time," Cheng Mu couldn't help but look up, and put down the teacup in hand, "There are quite a few people going for the lone wolf, right? No wonder my goddess didn't come today, this year should be more stressful than usual."

Cheng Juan also leaned on the sofa, squinting slightly at Zhang Xiangge.

"I'll go out to catch my breath." Qin Ran lowered her head. She was listening to the speeches of several people seriously. When she heard this, she couldn't help touching her nose.

Cheng Juan glanced at her. This clubhouse is safe, the waiters understand eyes, and the top floor is not accessible to ordinary people. No one dares to offend anyone at will.

"Well, don't go far," Cheng Juan said unhurriedly, knocking on the teacup, "Your grandma told me to keep an eye on you."

After Qinran left.

Cheng Juan glanced at the people in the box.

Lu Zhaoying also came to his senses, "You, you, you, and you," he reached out and pointed at a few people, "Put out the cigarettes for me, and there are still high school seniors present."

After speaking, let the service staff come in and open the vent.

As soon as Zhang Xiangge saw Qin Ran, he realized that the younger sister Lu Zhaoying was talking about was probably her.

Now I saw the actions of the two of them.

His heart sank even deeper.

**

At the end of the corridor on the top floor.

A man in a suit and leather shoes blocked a woman with a camera on her back. The woman's face was slightly delicate, but her eyes behind the lens were dark, and her voice was cold: "Qu Zixiao, I told you, I didn't check the information on 129 because Your little love, people, you are sick and don’t understand?”

"Not the best." The man took a step back and looked at the woman in front of him coldly.

The mobile phone in his pocket rang, and the man immediately picked it up, picked it up, and his voice suddenly softened, "Weiwei...Okay, I'll be right over."

hang up the phone.

"I agreed to what you said last time. After one year, the agreement will automatically end." He glanced at the woman, then turned around and pressed the elevator door.

After the elevator doors closed.

The woman switched the camera to the other side, picked up the phone and dialed Chang Ning's number.

But she happened to see someone not far away, she paused with her hands, then rubbed her eyes, "Damn it, you're crazy."

She took a few steps forward with the camera in hand.

"Little classmate," he approached, and it was indeed him, He Chen hung up the Chang Ning phone he had just connected, "Why did you come to the capital?"

"Just came." Qin Ran didn't expect to see He Chen here, she paused, "You're not at the border anymore?"

"I've just come back, and I'm running for a little news," He Chen went to pinch Qin Ran's face, "Tsk, you're so tender, by the way, you didn't call me when you came to the capital, and I didn't call Chang Ning, is it itchy?"

"I'm just dealing with private matters. I'll be back the day after tomorrow. I don't want to disturb you." Qin Ran asked her to pinch her with frivolous eyebrows.

"Aren't you going to meet anyone else?" He Chen took off his glasses and smiled, "Except for Boss Chang and me, no one knows you're just a chick."

Qin Ran stuffed the phone back into her pocket, "There is a chance, let's do it next time."

The two said a few words.

Zhang Xiangge, who was in the box just now, came out with his mobile phone.

He was looking for Qinran specifically, and he saw Qinran who was talking to He Chen at a glance.

"Miss Qin," Zhang Xiangge walked towards this side, and when he saw He Chen, he paused, "This is..."

He Chen tilted his head, glanced at Zhang Xiangge, and put his glasses on, "Ah, then I'll get to work first."

"Miss Qin's friend is pretty cool," Zhang Xiangge smiled. He saw a thread on the shoulder of He Chen's sweater, and asked casually, "What does she do?"

Qin Ran looked at Zhang Xiangge politely, "Paparazzi."

"...Oh." Zhang Xiangge nodded, not mentioning He Chen.

Then he apologized very seriously to Qinran, mainly because he didn't go to Lu Zhaoying's dinner yesterday.

"It's okay." Qin Ran turned around, with loose eyebrows, and said coolly.

The two returned to the box together.

Zhang Xiangge punished himself with three glasses of red wine on the spot, and apologized to Qinran and Lu Zhaoying again in front of everyone.

"Does Miss Qin play billiards?" After drinking three glasses of wine, Zhang Xiangge took the initiative to play with him and handed the cue to Qin Ran.

Qin Ran lowered her head, as if she was looking at her phone.

Cheng Juan put the cue aside and said casually, "She won't."

Zhang Xiangge withdrew his hand even more shocked.

**

Because of Qin Ran, a high school student, the group left before twelve o'clock.

After Cheng Juan and his party left, Zhang Xiangge regained his composure.

"Jiang Shao, who is that Miss Qin?" Zhang Xiangge asked. He counted people with the surname Qin in the capital, but he couldn't find anyone who matched him.

"From Yuncheng," Jiang Dongye stood up unhurriedly, patted his sleeves, "an ordinary high school senior, under the cover of Master Juan, don't spread the word if you have nothing to do."

Zhang Xiangge nodded, "No wonder, but how did she know paparazzi?"

"Paparazzi?" Jiang Dongye narrowed his eyes.

"Just now when I went outside to look for her, she was talking to her friends. Miss Qin said which of her friends was a paparazzi." After Zhang Xiangge finished speaking, he found Jiang Dongye was very silent, so he called again, "Jiang Shao?"

"It's okay." Jiang Dongye walked towards the car calmly.

He just remembered "the busker".

Is this really a "paparazzi"?

Zhang Xiangge didn't say anything, but just looked in the direction Cheng Juan and his group left.

"Zhang Xiangge, is that Miss Qin the younger sister of Lu Shao?" Someone next to him asked cautiously, "Didn't he say that his younger sister is from Yuncheng? How could she be with Master Juan..."

"Yes, even Miss Ouyang..."

"Didn't hear what Jiang Shao said? I don't need to say the consequences of bringing this up again?" Zhang Xiangge interrupted him and glanced at them. .”

Of course, he himself couldn't figure it out, but that Miss Qin was really pretty.

**

the next day.

Qin Ran got up early and couldn't fall asleep, so she took a pen, asked the waiter for a blank piece of paper, and started writing the numbered notation for Yan Xi.

Not long after writing, someone knocked on the door and called her.

Lu Zhaoying Cheng Juan knew that she would not leave today, so he came to find her early in the morning to hang out.

"Wait a minute, I'll wash my face." Qin Ran opened the door, pressed the paper under the book, and washed her face in the bathroom.

"Yeah." Cheng Juan sat by the window, tugged at his collar, flipped through her book, and said casually.

Lu Zhaoying leaned on the table, watched her phone light up on the table, and raised her voice, "Student Qin Xiaoran, a classmate named C sent you a video!"