Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Chapter 136 136OST Still Other Members? (One more)

I have been in class nine for more than two months, and some people do take her as a friend.

Qin Hui has always been good at friends.

Qiao Sheng those people try their best to enter this exhibition match.

For Qin Hui, this ticket is just a sentence.

In addition to this stack of Qiao Sheng, she also left a private ticket for the meeting to Lu Zhaoying.

The expressions on the faces of the three boys who helped Meng Xinran move the table gradually disappeared.

The ninth class of students who saw what was on the table, and no one snored.

These days, it's all about the tickets for the show. The tickets for the show are very limited, and they only exist in those ashes fans.

So the tickets in Meng Xinran's hands caused a stir.

From Qiao Sheng for these tickets, you can see that Meng Xinran has almost nothing.

That's only four tickets.

Right now, a stack?

Qiao Sheng was also stunned, he very carefully gathered all the scattered tickets, all stacked together, even more impressive.

"Look?" He Wen was taken aback.

Qiao Sheng felt the thickness and was stunned. He turned it over one by one. Here are all the tickets for the OST show, and even the private tickets for the meeting. A whole stack!

If it was another ticket, people at the scene would not have responded so much.

But in the past few days, the four tickets in Meng Xinran's hands have reached a fevered level, and Meng Xinran himself is very proud of the votes in his hands.

But now the stack with Qiao Sheng's hands is simply incomparable.

Everyone subconsciously tilted his head towards Qin Yue.

Feeling the shifted eyes, Qin Yue frowned, and said casually: "They have three or three tickets for a private meeting. There should be seven or eight tickets for each. I haven't counted them."

Qiao's head trembled, and he looked down at the tickets in his hand, "Seven, seven or eight?"

Seven or eight each?

"Because it was late, there weren't many tickets left." Qin Min continued to pick up the headset and slowly put it on himself, not paying much attention: "I don't know if it is enough."

Others looked at the stack of tickets in Qiao Sheng's hands and were completely silent on Qin Yue's "not much".

The arrogance on the faces of the three students in the first class all disappeared.

Show off to others, how to show off?

A pile of people!

Even tickets for a private meeting!

Dimmed back to the class.

When Meng Xinran and all these people had left, the talents in Class 9 seemed to be pierced by a needle.

"Joe, show me the tickets!"

"Joe, starting today, you are my father who has been separated for many years!"

"You licking dogs, you have nothing to do with tickets. Brother, do you remember your younger brother who was a child?"

"..."

Qiao Sheng immediately raised his hand. "So, in addition to the four of us, there are three tickets left for each of them. Can each one get one?"

"father!"

"One is enough, one is enough!"

There are a lot of fans in the OST in the class, and they want more votes. There are still more than 16 votes. If they do n’t score enough, Qiao Sheng will let them guess.

He was terribly lively here, but no one dared to approach Qin Yue.

She was wearing headphones, writing very slowly with her head down, and her side brows impatient.

The people who got the tickets were cheering, but Qiao Sheng raised his hand to make them quiet, and then signaled Qin Yue's direction.

The noisy voice disappeared instantly. Everyone put a chain on their mouths. After the popularity of the tickets passed, everyone subconsciously looked at Qin Yuan's direction.

Qin Wei changed his posture coldly.

Everyone immediately glanced back.

"Did you just see the expressions of those three guys in the class?" Qiao Sheng seated, these guys He Wen were studying a class of three boys who showed off specially, "I saw the expressions of some people change for the first time So fast."

After saying this, he was silent again.

"Cough," in the end, it was He Wenxian who broke the silence. He glanced at Qin Yun's direction. "Where did you say Sister Xie got the tickets? Meng Xinran only has four tickets."

This is because Meng Xinran was a substitute for OST before, and also played once.

The others did not speak.

Xu Yaoguang raised his eyes, he looked at Qin Yun thoughtfully, and his good-looking eyes squinted slightly: "She must not be able to get it herself, it should have been given to her."

Qiao Sheng knew that Xu Yaoguang must have thought of someone in the school medical office.

Thinking he couldn't help but look down.

The seat number is the serial number of the second row in the A area of ​​the infield.

Qiao Sheng has seen that the ticket that Lu Zhaoying gave to Qin Yue is in five rows.

I don't know why, he always had the illusion that this ticket was not given to Qin Wei by the school doctor.

But if not ... then where did Qin Yuan's vote come from?

**

The class 9 people hardly wrote very hard tonight.

The most calm of the class, except Qin Yun, was Lin Siran, who had been stimulated by the bunch of albums of Yanxi.

She calmly came up with a set of questions to do.

Wait until after class for self-study in the evening before looking up at Qin Yuan.

Qin Huan was still plugging his earphones and holding a pen in his hand, slowly practicing calligraphy.

The fountain pen was pure black and had a good-looking appearance. A pen-like crystal was inlaid on the cap.

Looks like a mystery.

Xia Fei, who was waiting for the two of them, felt strange. "Sister, where did you buy this? I want to buy it too."

She has no hobbies. She likes to collect beautiful pens, notebooks, and erasers, and she is reluctant to throw even the refills that are quite beautiful.

Everyone in the class went back to the bedroom.

Qin Min was taking off the headphones, and when she heard Xia Fei's words, she also looked down at the pen and turned around, but did not find the trademark. . "

She handed the pen to Xia Fei.

Just put away the copybook and put it in the table hole.

Lin Siran glanced and found that the copybook had no cover.

Xia Fei flipped the pen, and found no logo. The pen feels better in her hand, small and exquisite. She immediately took out her mobile phone and took a high-resolution picture.

Qiao Sheng was still waiting for Qin Yan at the door, and when he saw the three girls grinded, he came up with his legs up, still holding a box in his arms.

He took the death and took the box used by Xu Yaoguang for the medals to hold the tickets.

"Sister Sister, why aren't you leaving yet?" He came over and said quite dog-legged.

"It's going to go." Xia Fei took the picture before putting away the phone.

Then she handed Qin Yan's pen to her.

Qin Yue put the pen into the pen bag, and then said, "It looks good, but it is easy to scratch."

Especially collisions with compasses and the like.

"Then I bought it and put it in a pencil case separately." Xia Fei nodded.

At the time of self-study next night, the entire teaching building was full of noise and noise. At this time, almost all the people had gone out before they became quiet.

Qiao Sheng held the box and followed Qin Yue downstairs.

**

Xu Yaoguang is sending the physical volume to the office.

He put the paper on the physics teacher's desk and thought about it. For no reason, he turned to the third paper.

That paper is from Qin Yuan.

Qin Yue scored full marks in other subjects, and the exams were very good. Xu Yaoguang was surprised, but he didn't care.

Only he was interested in physics.

He swept back from beginning to end.

This paper has not been written from beginning to end.

The physics teacher asked Qin Yun why he didn't write. Qin Yue answered him no.

She can write all the difficult problems in understanding the geometry of mathematics, but it does n’t make sense in physics.

But if she could, she would not let go of physics alone and not write.

The most likely is that she will, but not as good as other Menke.

Xu Yaoguang thought for a moment, stuffed Qin Yue's test papers back, locked the office door, and then went out.

Just happened to meet Qiao Sheng and his team just downstairs.

By the time Qin Yan and the three of them returned to the girls' dormitory.

Qiao Sheng just touched his chin. "I just asked my sister-in-law and she said that the ticket was given to her."

"Well," Xu Yaoguang was not surprised, those eyes were clear and cold: "It should be those two people."

He glanced at the direction of the school medical office.

He knows OST. He doesn't know about the Yunguang Consortium, but I have heard people talk a little.

Although he is not a fan of Yang Fei, he has also watched the OST game. Before this game, he also thought that the trustee would get the ticket, but he did not get it.

So with Qin Hui, Xu Yaoguang didn't believe she could get so many votes.

"Xu Shao, are you going to the show tomorrow?" Qiao Sheng still hugged the box and asked, tilting his head.

Xu Yaoguang thought about it, and then said, "Go."

Qiao Sheng changed his pose. "I haven't seen how much you like Yangshen or other people on OST. Why do you have to go to the game?"

Other than physics and the violin, Qiao Sheng hasn't seen him like anything else.

"Who said that I don't like members of the OST team?" Xu Yaoguang narrowed his eyes, and those eyes were deep.

When arriving at Xu Yaoguang's dormitory, Qiao Sheng stopped outside the door and didn't go in. He had to ask in the end: "No, you don't even like Yang Shen, can OST and other members enter your eyes?"

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The ticket ticket counts: the front is again choppy, everyone loves to watch the horse off the plot haha!

Today is still a day waiting for the computer ...

Good morning and see you in the afternoon ^ _ ^

(End of this chapter)