Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Nan Huiyao followed Qin Ran downstairs, and when she heard that she was going to see a friend, she slowed down.

She knew Qinran well, but she didn't know her friends after all, so she was embarrassed to go.

"How about myself..." Nan Huiyao opened her mouth.

Qin Ran raised her eyebrows, "Two of them are alumni, let's go, they're in the cafeteria."

"How many of your friends are there?" Nan Huiyao followed behind Qin Ran.

"Three." Qin Ran stopped at the vending machine on the first floor of No. 8 Canteen, threw a few coins in, and took out two cans of Coke.

All three of them got into Peking University?

Nan Huiyao didn't know what expression to use to look at Qin Ran. Could this be the legend that birds of a feather flock together?

Qin Ran threw a can of Coke to Nan Huiyao, held the phone in one hand, and without putting the phone back in her pocket, pulled the tab with one hand and took a sip.

Holding a Coke in her hands, Nan Huiyao followed Qin Ran to the third floor.

Eight canteens serve meals on the first and second floors, and order a la carte on the third floor, which is much more expensive per capita than the first and second floors.

It's five o'clock now, and it's not yet the end of get out of class in the afternoon. There are not many people on the third floor. Looking from a distance, there are only a few tables occupied.

Nan Huiyao looked around, "Where are your friends?"

Qin Ran idly shook the can of Coke he drank in his hand, and raised his chin towards the table next to the innermost window, "There."

Nan Huiyao is nearsighted, but the degree is not high, and she can clearly see two figures over there.

We arrived at the table within two minutes of walking.

"Sister Ran, pinch it again." Wei Zihang had a cigarette in his mouth, but he didn't dare to light it. He crossed his chest and leaned against the back of the chair.

He didn't have the precipitating temperament of Master Wei, and there was a sense of unrestrained wanderlust in his handsome appearance.

Pan Mingyue, who was sitting across from him, was two extremes with him.

"Hello," Wei Zihang pressed his hands on the table when he saw Nan Huiyao following behind Qin Ran, "I'm Wei Zihang, from the school opposite."

Qin Ran sat on the iron chair, "Roommate, Nan Huiyao."

The three introduced each other.

Nan Huiyao came back to her senses. She sat next to Qin Ran and let out a sigh of relief. She was indeed Qin Ran's friend, and they all looked too good-looking.

Anyone who can get along with Qinran's bad temper can get along with Wei Zihang and the others, but Pan Mingyue talks less and Wei Zihang talks to Nan Huiyao more.

Qin Ran leaned aside and drank coke.

"Ran Ran said there are three of you..." Nan Huiyao glanced around, remembering that Qin Ran said there were three of them.

"Brother Song is going to order. He knows Beijing University better than us." Wei Zihang put down his cigarette and waved behind Nan Huiyao, "Here we come."

Nan Huiyao turned her head subconsciously.

Wei Zihang is very popular in University A, but he is not from the school after all, and Nan Huiyao is a freshman, so he doesn't know much about it.

Pan Mingyue has always been a classroom in the library dormitory. In the vast world of Peking University, she is not as defiant as she is in Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School. She is only slightly famous in this department.

But Song Lvting is different. His popularity can be seen from the tickets that were sold out today.

The first person in Peking University who was able to enter the laboratory at the beginning of the first semester of his freshman year, and now there is a glorious incident about him in the school post bar.

After entering the university for so many days, Nan Huiyao finally knows what the laboratory is equivalent to——

Students of Beijing University want to enter the laboratory, just like an ordinary high school student going to Beijing University, the difficulty is about the same.

In addition to the mid-term and final exams to meet the standards, there are other assessments.

Nan Huiyao was amazed at the topic of the assessment that was leaked in the Post Bar, as expected, the laboratory is not something that ordinary people can enter.

And Song Lvting...

Not only for Nan Huiyao, but for all the students of Beijing University, she is a god-like existence. The undeniable figure in Beijing University is more popular than a hundred school beauty lists.

Song Luting also completely blew up the seniors and sisters with the news of the laboratory this year, and became famous in one fell swoop. In the first semester of his freshman year, he lived in seclusion except for the students of the physics department, and not many people knew him.

So, when she saw Song Lvting coming over with a tray, Nan Huiyao sat on the stool in a mysterious way.

"I'm Song Luting, a sophomore in the Department of Physics." Song Luting sat next to Wei Zihang, took out the bowls and chopsticks from the plate, and said calmly.

Then he handed the tray to Wei Zihang and asked him to get the rest of the dishes.

Nan Huiyao responded stiffly, held the chopsticks stiffly, and pulled the ring of the Coke stiffly.

Qin Ran replied on Nan Huiyao's behalf: "She may be your fan. She just got two tickets from you in the dormitory. She is as happy as a lunatic."

Song Lvting smiled, "The tickets outside are basically backstage tickets."

Wei Zihang brought up the dishes one by one.

"Let me tell you about the midterm exam." Song Lvting looked up at Qin Ran and said soberly.

Qin Ran didn't care much, "What?"

"Don't act coquettishly," Song Lvting calmly picked up the chopsticks and glanced at her, "I mean the Sherlock Holmes code."

"The same goes for the final exam."

After a pause, Song Lvting said again, "Maybe we won't be able to wait till the end."

"You don't say I won't, I promised Dean Jiang to take the exam," Qin Ran reached out and flicked the broken hair that slipped to the eyes, unhurriedly, "But the midterm exam...is very important?"

Qin Ran didn't know much about the rules of the laboratory, so she always focused on the nuclear engineering textbooks.

"Important. The Department of Physics selects candidates to participate in the laboratory assessment based on their professional performance. Now the laboratory is divided into divisions. Before the next resource allocation, Principal Zhou is likely to put you in the laboratory in advance. This year's assessment, He should have signed up for you." Song Lvting looked at the sunlight jumping outside the window, and straightened his expression.

With a little thought, he could guess what Principal Zhou was thinking.

Qin Ran rested her chin on her hand, "What do you say?"

"The three major laboratories, the medical laboratory is at Peking University, the physics laboratory is at the junction of Peking University and University A, and the IT laboratory is at University A." Song Luting turned his gaze back, "There are not only people from Peking University in the laboratory, but also There is University A, and of course the forces of other magic cities are basically assimilated by Beijing University and University A, and the two universities are also competing for a place in the research institute, if he signs up, the first round of screening will be your midterm exam."

Qin Ran nodded, turning her chopsticks in her hand: "I see."

Song Lvting just mentioned it casually, completely unaware that Qin Ran attached great importance to what he said "important", so much so that she paid more attention to the midterm exam than the college entrance examination.

I haven't seen a few people for a long time. After eating, I sat here and chatted for a long time. I didn't disperse until the get out of class was over at 5:30, and the number of people gradually increased.

Qin Ran took Nan Huiyao back to the dormitory, but Nan Huiyao didn't say anything along the way.

I don't know what I'm thinking about.

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Yi asked in the dormitory.

Nan Huiyao looked at the two tickets for Song Luting's speech on the table, and raised her head: "Ah, it's okay, I'll think about it again."

**

Here, Song Lvting also returned to the laboratory.

A middle-aged man in a lab coat rushed in: "How about it, did she agree to be my apprentice?"

Song Lvting put on his coat slowly, buttoned it up, and replied without changing expression: "I asked."

"I don't want to."

The middle-aged man touched the top of Kongkong's head, his face full of confusion, "It doesn't exist? How could you not agree to be my apprentice? Impossible..."

Hong Tao silently walked by with an experimental device, with black smoke rings, and looked at the professor sleepily and sympathetically...

Don't know if Song Lvting's two younger sisters can't mention it? He just called his sister twice, and he hasn't closed his eyes for three days.

Song Lvting put on his coat, and suddenly remembered something, "Senior, do you still have tickets?"

Hong Tao was shocked, "Of course there is, VIP supreme ticket, junior, what are your orders?"

"Get some for my sister, Qin Ran."

Hong Tao's eyes lit up, "I will definitely deliver it to Xuemei Qin!"

**

The second basement of the laboratory.

The person in charge is checking the list of applicants for this year.

There are two physical laboratory assessments every year, at the end of March and the beginning of December.

Each exam must be registered in advance. The list in early December is due today, and the person in charge has just received the list submitted by Zhou Shan, the principal of Peking University.

"Freshman?" The person in charge was taken aback when he saw Qin Ran's name.

The assistant beside him heard the person in charge's voice, and looked over his head, "Isn't there a mistake? I'll ask the professor at Peking University."

Three minutes later, the assistant came back with a phone.

The person in charge pushed down his glasses and asked, "How?"

"Principal Zhou replied in person, saying that the list was correct." The assistant put the phone back in his pocket and replied to the person in charge.

The person in charge of the laboratory didn't worry about anything else, he directly typed the word "Qinran" into the list, thinking thoughtfully, "Zhou Shan is very confident this year, it might be another good show."

Peking University had done something like this before, and reported a new student’s name, which was Song Luting, who showed his talents in the laboratory. At that time, the laboratory had to make several phone calls in a row to confirm that the principal of Peking University had not given the wrong name, but Song Luting took it anyway. I only registered at the end of March next year...

From this year to December, the overall class time for freshmen is less than half that of Song Lvting. What is Beijing University going to do this year?