Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

For a moment, Qin Yu felt that he had heard wrong.

She raised her eyebrows, and unconsciously lowered her voice, "Mayor Feng, where did you get the news?"

Of course Qin Yu knew about Mayor Feng, but she had never met Mayor Feng before. The only person she communicated with was Mrs. Feng. Although Feng Ci was Lin Jinxuan's friend, even Qin Yu himself didn't say a few words to him.

Not to mention Feng Mayor, Qin Yu has only seen it on TV.

Not to mention her, even the Lin family couldn't get along well with the Feng family.

"Gossip, you have to keep this matter a secret, don't tell it," the boy said with great fear, "The teacher told me personally."

Qin Yu pursed her lips and lowered her eyebrows. After a while, she raised her head and smiled, "How do you know if this is true?"

She had never heard from Qin Ran or Chen Shulan that they knew Feng Loucheng, Qin Yu didn't quite believe it, if Qin Ran really knew Feng Loucheng, would she tell Ning Qing and the others? Will you tell others?

"I don't know about this," the boy shook his head, pursed his lips, and thought for a while, "No one would joke about this anyway, right?"

Qin Yu didn't say anything, but was a little absent-minded.

At the end, Qin Yu tied her hair behind her ears and smiled slightly, "Maybe."

There was a lot of wind and little rain about this matter.

In fact, when the picture first came out, there were indeed quite a few people who showed rhythm, but later on, many people on the school post bar spontaneously defended Qin Ran.

The post on the school post bar is actually not very useful, but now even this not very useful post has been deleted.

Now the most traffic on the Internet is probably Weibo.

Thoughtful, Qin Yu casually clicked on Wu Yan's profile picture.

**

After the last get out of class on Monday afternoon, Qin Ran sat in her seat and slowly put away her books.

After Lin Siran asked her, he packed up his things and went to the cafeteria.

Qin Ran has always been slow, and the people in the classroom left quickly.

"Qin Ran, there is someone waiting for you downstairs!" A boy outside the door yelled at Qin Ran.

Qin Ran didn't sit so straight, she looked a little slack, her color style was always full of personality, and her long soft hair was draped behind her head, which always made people feel chilly.

When the boy saw Qin Ran nodding his head, all he could think of was the casual smile at the corner of Qin Ran's mouth.

Mu Nan was waiting for Qin Ran downstairs.

"Is the school post bar okay?" Mu Nan was wearing a black and red plaid shirt, and his cold face was washed away a lot. He was usually quiet and reticent, which made people afraid to come forward to communicate.

Warm-toned clothes just let him achieve a kind of balance.

Qin Ran doubted that Mu Nan would come to her today, she smiled, holding the phone in her left hand, "It's all right."

Mu Nan nodded, and let go of her hands in her pockets.

Mu Nan was selected as a high school freshman when he first arrived in high school, and he was also well-known in school. He was rather cold, but it was not Xu Yaoguang's kind of aloofness, but the coldness that radiated from his bones.

Mu Ying waved to Mu Nan not far away.

"Cousin." Mu Ying knew about the post on the post bar, but she didn't expect that when she came to school on Monday, the matter would subside. She couldn't help but look at Qin Ran more.

Qin Ran nodded.

She was going to the school infirmary, Mu Nan and Mu Ying were going home, and the two groups separated at the intersection.

There was the sound of a locomotive engine not far away.

Mu Ying was surprised, but she didn't look away, "Is there anyone else who rides a motorcycle at school?"

Li Yuhan beside her quickly pulled her, his expression changed: "It's Wei Zihang, don't get in the way."

"Wei Zihang?" Mu Ying felt familiar. She had heard it from other girls in the class, and she heard that he was a school bully who should not be messed with.

She couldn't help looking in the direction of the sound source curiously, only to see a royal blue locomotive roaring towards it.

Driving blatantly at school has not been stopped.

Standing behind Mu Nan and Li Yuhan, Mu Ying couldn't help but look at Wei Zihang a few more times.

"Don't look, Wei Zihang used to be the bully of the school next door," Li Yuhan patted her on the shoulder, "I heard that the family has connections with the gangsters, did you see that no one dared to take care of him when he started the car at school? Just That locomotive, at least a few hundred thousand."

Mu Ying was even more surprised. She nodded, her gaze still following the back of the locomotive.

**

at the same time.

At Enyu Hotel, Qin Yu got out of the car, and Ning Qing was waiting for her at the door of the hotel.

"It's just in time," Ning Qing smiled when she saw Qin Yu, "Madam Feng is already waiting upstairs, you and Madam Feng get along well."

Ning Qing didn't need to talk about this kind of thing, Qin Yu knew it herself, she nodded and followed Ning Qing all the way up.

Feng Ci didn't come today, he was supposed to come, but I heard that there was a temporary delay.

Lin Jinxuan was there.

"I heard that Yu'er is going to the capital to worship a famous teacher?" Mrs. Feng smiled and looked at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu pursed her lips slightly, "Well, I'm currently practicing the apprentice song."

Ning Qing asked someone to bring Qin Yu's violin over, and seeing that Mrs. Feng liked it, she asked Qin Yu to perform it live.

Qin Yu didn't refuse either, the tune she adapted was already familiar to her ears.

Except for a lot of difference in artistic conception, there will be no mistakes in proficiency and basic skills.

Mrs. Feng watched Qin Yu finish playing a section of the piano, inexplicably, a little distracted and thoughtful.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Mrs. Feng like this, Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Mrs. Feng came back to her senses, she took a sip of her tea, and smiled slightly: "It's nothing, you're doing really well, you can go on tour now."

It's just... Mrs. Feng feels that this style seems a bit familiar. She should have heard it before, but she can't remember where she heard it.

Just thoughtfully.

Qin Yu wasn't praised by one or two people, she still had this bit of confidence, she pursed her lips, "By the way, Mom, I don't know something about my sister..."

Ning Qing frowned, she knew what Qin Yu wanted to say without guessing, and quickly signaled Qin Yu not to mention it in front of Mrs. Feng.

Qin Yu pursed her lips, looked at Mrs. Feng, hesitating...

"Tell me." Mrs. Feng took out a piece of paper and wiped her hands.

Qin Yu seemed a little hard to say, and finally hesitated, sighed, and said, "That's right, I heard that my sister knows Mayor Feng, is it true?"