Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

In Qinran's hand was a white computer.

The appearance is light and thin, very good-looking.

The shape of poppies is hardly noticeable on the computer cover.

It's just that the Yunguang Consortium is only open to a small number of groups, and it hasn't been fully opened in the market. Not many people know this logo pattern.

Yang Yi and Nan Huiyao didn't mix in the IT circle, and they didn't know about the new IT trademark of the Yunguang Consortium, so they only praised it for its beauty.

It's really nice.

Even Yang Yi, who has never had a girlish heart, was very moved.

The two of them didn't know, but Leng Peishan, who was very concerned about the Yunguang Consortium, knew the trademark, and her calm expression finally changed.

When did the Yunguang Consortium sell computers? !

really? !

Qin Ran opened the lid not too unexpectedly, and the computer turned on automatically, with a blue screen as usual, and then a mechanical sound——

[Please perform pupil verification! 】

After the authentication is completed, it will automatically start up in less than two seconds.

The overall smoothness is not enough, and the performance speed is evident.

It wasn't until the pupil authentication came out that Leng Peishan sat back on her chair in a daze.

Pupil authentication artificial intelligence system, Yunguang Consortium's unique technology.

Leng Peishan sat back in her hand not very calmly

"It's so high-tech." Nan Huiyao dragged her chair to Qin Ran's side, and she could see her heart moving. "Where did you buy it? Is there a link? I want to buy one too."

"You want it?" Qin Ran casually put the computer on the table, bit the straw, and said, "There is no link. If you want to buy it, I can contact you for you."

"How much?" Nan Huiyao's family is not rich, ordinary family, but she was admitted to Beijing University, the school and the city gave her bonuses, and her parents and relatives also gave her a lot of money.

After going to college, she is also planning to find a part-time job for herself, and she can be regarded as a "little rich woman" who is not short of money.

"Three thousand." Qin Ran thought for a while and reported a number.

Nan Huiyao stared: "Three thousand?!"

The computer that she uses now for 30 seconds and may not be able to turn on costs 7,000, but a computer as high-tech as Qin Ran only costs 3,000? !

Qin Ran was stunned for a moment, and then reported another number: "Two thousand is fine."

Nan Huiyao: "..." Two thousand can just buy an ordinary mobile phone...

Yang Yi also pushed down her glasses, "Qin Ran, did you miss a zero, this computer is 20,000?"

"No." Knowing why Nan Huiyao was stunned, Qin Ran withdrew her gaze and said very calmly, "It's two thousand, a friendly price. You transfer the money to me, and I'll ask my friend to deliver the goods to you."

Hearing it was so cheap, Yang Yi wanted to buy it too.

Qin Ran opened WeChat.

I saw Cheng Wenru's WeChat at a glance——

[Ran Ran, did you receive the computer? 】

【Happy.JPG】

Qin Ran replied a word to Cheng Wenru, then clicked on the profile picture of Nan Huiyao and Yang Yi, and accepted the money from the two of them with peace of mind.

After receiving.

Click on the profile picture of the "neighbor" again——

【Transfer 2000】

【Transfer 2000】

Two minutes later—

[The transfer has been received. 】

[The transfer has been received. 】

[? 】

The neighbor sent a question mark very coldly.

Qin Ran replied to him——

[The money that my two friends bought the computer. 】

Neighbor:【……】

Qin Ran gave Lu Zhixing their contact information before ending the chat.

**

In the afternoon, Qin Ran still didn't attend classes with Nan Huiyao and the others, and the rumors that Qin Ran had chosen a second major in the Department of Physics gradually spread.

In the afternoon, Qin Ran only had two classes, while Nan Huiyao and Yang Yi still had full classes.

After class, Qin Ran was ready to go out to meet Song Lvting.

at the same time.

Laboratory of Department of Physics, Peking University.

Song Lvting is doing an optical experiment.

Outside the laboratory, a tall man came to Song Lvting with an experiment record: "Xiao Song, Dean Jiang wants you to give a speech to freshmen."

"Speech?" Song Lvting paused the experiment in his hand, took a look at the experiment record in Hong Tao's hand, and said with warm eyes, "I see."

Hong Tao is a freshman in his senior year and a rookie who just joined the laboratory at the beginning of school.

Song Lvting joined the laboratory at the beginning of the year, and he was also a disciple personally accepted by the vice president of the research institute. The whole laboratory knew about it.

However, Hong Tao was the president of the student union back then, and helped Song Lvting a lot along the way. He was able to come to the laboratory this year, and a large part of the reason was due to Song Lvting.

Song Lvting is a research madman. Everyone in the physics department knows his name, but because he lives in seclusion, he doesn't have many friends, and Hong Tao is one of them.

"Our physics laboratory may have a newcomer this year." Hong Tao has more information than Song Luting. "As for this year's newcomer king, I won't lose to your demeanor last year..."

Before the results of the experiment in his hand came out, Song Lvting raised his hand and looked at the time on the watch: "Please keep an eye on the experiment for me."

"You actually have other things?" Hong Tao handed over the experimental records in his hand to another student, and these must be reported to the doctor when the time comes.

Then he turned his head and looked at Song Lvting in disbelief.

When Song Lvting was a freshman, he was picked up by a group of seniors.

Excellent grades, IQ crushing all freshmen, outstanding appearance, top ten in the school beauty list, at least half of them are interested in Song Lvting.

The veritable No. 1 school grass of Peking University.

but--

After observing for so long, Hong Tao and Song Lvting's roommate discovered that Song Lvting's wife was an experimenter, and even asked Dean Jiang to prepare a lounge for Song Lvting in the laboratory for the first time.

"Well, meet a younger sister." Song Lvting carefully arranged the equipment at hand, took off his lab coat, and said calmly.

Hong Tao entered the laboratory and mainly followed Song Lvting. He was going out, and Hong Tao had nothing to do. "The two sisters you keep talking about? Who are they? The one who loves photography, or the one who is particularly attractive? Can I go and have a look?" ?”

"Both are here." Song Lvting buttoned up his neckline. He was not very old, but he could see a bit of domineering momentum between his brows.

I have known Song Lvting for more than a year, and the other party has always been deserted, as if he is a cultivator without emotions, and only when he mentions his two younger sisters, he will appear a little angry.

"The younger sisters came to see you in the capital? Can I go with you to see the younger sister?" Hong Tao has been curious about these two younger sisters for a long time.

It's a pity that Song Lvting is a crazy sister-protecting devil, not to mention the photos, he didn't even reveal a word of his sister's age and name.

No one can ask, whoever asks is trying to trick his sisters.

Hong Tao followed Song Lvting to a coffee shop next to the school gate with a deadpan face.

It was class time, but there were quite a few people who had no class in the last two periods. Half of the people in the coffee shop were seated. Song Lvting looked at it and found that it was still quiet, so he settled here.

Hong Tao sat beside him and waited for two minutes. During this period, every girl who passed by the coffee shop would be stared at by him, and then he would ask Song Lvting if those were his sisters.

Song Lvting ordered two cups of milk tea, his eyes clear, "No."

"You don't even look at it, how do you know it's not?" Hong Tao casually ordered a cup of coffee, still staring at the door.

After a while, a figure appeared.

The other party was wearing long-sleeved trousers, holding a pile of books in his hands, his exposed skin could be seen to be very white, and he was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, but his facial features were very delicate. Not too obvious depression, but a bit of Song Lvting's demeanor can be seen.

Hong Tao hastily said, "Xiao Song, is that my sister?! Also from our school?! She looks good, she would look even better if she didn't wear glasses!"

While talking, Pan Mingyue also saw them and walked directly towards them.

Putting the book on the table, a faint smile appeared on his face, and his voice was not very loud: "Brother Song."

"Are you still used to lodging? I have a house nearby," Song Lvting glanced at her, and gave her a set of spare keys, "You can live with Ranran, and I'll talk to the school."

Pan Mingyue took the key and thought for a while, "Okay."

Hong Tao hurriedly introduced himself to Pan Mingyue.

I thought to myself, no wonder Song Lvting didn't see photos of his younger sister with anyone. In this way, even if he doesn't rank in the top ten of the school's beauty list, he can still be the school's beauty in a department.

"By the way, is there a younger sister?" Hong Tao looked outside, "I didn't see anyone."

Song Lvting looked at his watch, at 4:28, with a calm expression: "There are still two minutes."

two minutes?

Hong Tao raised his eyebrows, "The calculation is so precise?"

Two minutes later.

The glass door of the coffee shop was pushed open by a pair of slender white hands.

Hong Tao looked up and saw a tall and thin girl, pushing the door with one hand and putting the other in her pocket. She had no book or pen. She was wearing a peaked cap with the brim of the hat pulled down low.

"Is that my sister?" He looked at Song Lvting and pointed in the direction of the gate.

Song Lvting's description was quite accurate, and he could feel that the other party was cool before seeing his face.