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  Kyushu Tour had been out for five years.

  Qin Ran used to be more impetuous than she was now. Since junior high school, she would often go to the internet cafe to play for the whole afternoon.

  Her teacher had looked for Chen Shulan, but Chen Shulan didn’t seem to care too much.

  Qin Ran had gathered all the Land, Human, and Sky cards in the Internet cafe, and then went to the competition list as a solo player.

  At that time, the game wasn’t popular yet and only had a few people playing in the one district available. The game didn’t distinguish between countries, so people from any country could play it.

  But her ID had been Q then, not QR.

  If there was still an old player in that district, he would surely remember the name Q that dominated various arenas then.

  She was a supercilious outstanding hero.

  Although Meng Xinran’s hand speed was good, she was still a substitute for OST. The reason was very simple. Her consciousness, positioning, and understanding of her character cards weren’t deep.

  The hand speed she was so proud of was just a piece of paper in front of Qin Ran, full of loopholes.

  Nobody made a sound yet.

  Qin Ran stood up with her hand on the computer desk. She held the mouse with her other hand and closed the game page.

  Then, she turned around.

  The people behind her were all frozen still.

  Qin Ran narrowed her eyes slightly. “Make way, I have to rush my homework.”


  After thinking for a while, she added politely, “Thanks.”


  The crowd made way.

  Qin Ran returned to her seat and took out a piece of candy from under her desk. Her eyes were lowered and she was thinking of something.

  She peeled the wrapper and popped it into her mouth.

  There was no loud noise around.

  Qin Ran propped her legs casually and felt a little better when she held her pen. She continued to practice her writing slowly with her head lowered.

  The horrors of Qin Ran were clearest to Meng Xinran, who had just played with her.

  At the start of the competition, she barely had time to respond. Qin Ran’s hand speed was clearly not as fast, but she still crushed Meng Xinran from start to finish.

  Even the proud Meng Xinran had to admit that she couldn’t find a loophole Qin Ran’s play.

  But why was Qin Ran so powerful?

  Twenty stars in the Supreme class?

  Why had she never seen the ID QR in the national service?

  There was a sense of inexplicable familiarity in her head.

  Meng Xinran put aside her thoughts.

  She looked up at Qin Ran, who was still practicing slowly and calmly.

  Meng Xinran found it hard to accept that she had lost to an unknown person, so her face was dark as she turned away silently.

  She dug her fingertips into her palm.

  The class representative turned around and wanted to follow her.

  However, he was stopped by He Wen. Qiao Sheng leaned against the board at the back of the classroom with his arms folded as he raised an eyebrow. “I think you’ve forgotten something?”


  He was talking about how they had to call them Father.

  Class 3.1’s students’ expressions changed.

  At first, they thought that Meng Xinran would never lose, so they had made such a bet.

  Who knew that Qin Ran would emerge out of nowhere?

  They exchanged glances and then lowered their heads. They reluctantly called them “Father” before running out of class 3.9.

  They tried to catch up with Meng Xinran.

  “That Qin Ran is so powerful……” someone said.

  The class representative turned to glare at him.

  The person immediately changed his tune. “Qin Ran is better at consciousness, positioning, and character understanding, but that can be done with practice. Her hand speed is too stiff.”


  **

  At this time, in class 3.9.

  After the group of people had left, they fell into silence again and exchanged glances.

  He Wen cleared his throat and forcefully looked away from Qin Ran. “Lin Siran, your account……”


  Lin Siran pulled a chair aside, sat down, and said very patiently, “Ran Ran trained it for me.”


  Xu Yaoguang also stared at Qin Ran’s back. His eyes had always been cold, and he squinted slightly at this time as if he could see the light.

  He leaned sideways on the table and looked at Lin Siran. “So she gave you the three God cards too, right?”


  “Huh?” Lin Siran looked up blankly, pretending to be innocent.

  Lin Siran naturally knew Qin Ran’s intentions when she hadn’t opened her own character page just now.

  Xu Yaoguang leaned aside, his lips pursed thinly and his eyes deep.

  He stared at Lin Siran for a long while, then looked away silently.

  He sat back silently at his seat.

  The others also reacted at this time.

  “So……” the Physics representative said and swallowed after realizing what he had missed. He stared at Lin Siran blankly and asked, “You were serious about letting Sister Ran play for me in the arena last time?”


  Lin Siran put her hands on the table matter-of-factly. “Of course, why would I joke with you?”


  He Wen, who had also rejected Qin Ran, looked up and was unresigned. “Is it too late if I let her play for me now?”


  Lin Siran lifted her chin towards Qin Ran. “You can find her yourself.”


  He Wen and the Physics representative looked in Qin Ran’s direction.

  She was half lying on the table, biting a lollipop in her mouth, and writing seriously while holding her pen.

  In short, no matter what she was doing, it seemed like she didn’t want to be disturbed.

  “I don’t dare to ask her. Lin Siran, Sister Lin, from today onwards, you’ll be my sister.” He Wen and the others looked at Lin Siran seriously. “Can you lend me your account to play?”


  Three God cards……

  **

  The people in the class were surely more curious about Qin Ran than Lin Siran.

  But Qin Ran had her headphones on and was leaning against the wall while practicing her writing. Though she looked quite calm and relaxed…… Anyways, due to various reasons, class 3.9 didn’t dare to provoke the big boss Qin Ran and could only find Lin Siran.

  Lin Siran dealt with them for the whole night and finally went back to her seat. She held her chin in her hand and turned to look at Qin Ran.

  Qin Ran held her pen and wrote even slower than before.

  “Ran Ran, is your grass dying?” Lin Siran suddenly remembered something and straightened her waist, shocked.

  Qin Ran coughed and then pulled the red rope on her neck.

  The grass in the glass bottle had really wilted and was a little yellow.

  This thing was time-limited, and it wouldn’t work even if water was added.

  She put it back again, continued writing, and said casually, “It has withered, but it’s okay.”


  “It won’t last till tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, I’ll give you a new grass then.” Lin Siran took out a piece of paper and a pen and drew on the paper.

  She bit her pen.

  After a long while, she settled on a time.

  Qin Ran propped her legs casually and didn’t pay much attention to her. She just responded sleepily.

  Behind her.

  Xu Yaoguang had his physics materials on his desk. He turned a few pages, and after doing a big question, he was a little impetuous.

  He put down his pen.

  He leaned back on his chair.

  Behind, Qiao Sheng was discussing the competition today with several people.

  Xu Yaoguang narrowed his eyes, turned around, and glanced at Qiao Sheng. “Qiao Sheng, I feel like you weren’t very surprised by Qin Ran’s performance today?”


  “I’ve already seen Lin Siran’s three God cards, so Qin Ran’s performance is nothing.” Qiao Sheng put down his pen and chuckled.

  Xu Yaoguang pursed his lips and thought intuitively that something was strange, but he couldn’t tell what it was.

  He turned back again.

  He took out a brand new draft paper.

  Then, he wrote three words with his pen.

  The first line—QR.

  The second line—Q.

  After staring at these two lines for a long while, he finally murmured, “Only one letter……”


  “What?” His deskmate turned over.

  Xu Yaoguang shook his head. “Nothing.”


  He reached out, crumbled the piece of paper, and threw it backward.

  It happened to fall into the trash can.

  **

  The next day in the morning.

  Qin Ran didn’t go to the cafeteria for breakfast and went to the school doctor’s office instead.

  Lu Zhaoying sat sleepily on his office chair.

  Qin Ran knew that he must have played games overnight again and went directly to find Cheng Juan.

  Cheng Juan was leaning lazily on the sofa reading a book. When he saw her, he yawned lazily as if he didn’t sleep well and said a little nasally, “Wait a while, Cheng Mu will be back soon.”


  “I’m not in a hurry.” Other than the physics teacher, the other teachers were all very forgiving towards her. Qin Ran sat opposite him and placed her hands on the sofa. “Do you know how to make a specimen?”


  “What type?” Cheng Juan looked up, pulled the blanket on his body aside, and set it aside.

  Qin Ran took out the grass that Lin Siran had given her.

  It was almost dying and couldn’t last past today.

  Her sweater looked like the one that Cheng Juan had bought for her last time.

  The white coat outside as well.

  The sweater was black, loose, and comfortable. She pulled a glass vial around her finger with a red thread. The collar moved and her collarbones were exposed.

  Her clothes were too loose and made her collarbones appear even thinner.

  The contrast between black and white was also sharp.

  Her coldness and gentleness were inseparable.

  His gaze went up uncontrollably.

  Cheng Juan looked up.

  Qin Ran pulled it off directly and handed it to Cheng Juan. “Look at it.”


  Cheng Juan responded casually and took a look at it. Then, he said with a lowered voice, “Yeah, I’ll let Cheng Mu bring a few things back later and it’ll be fine two days later.”


  Qin Ran propped her chin up and tilted her head while staring at Cheng Juan.

  She admired two kinds of people in her life. One was a professional researcher who had a salary of only three thousand yuan but was still attached to the profession.

  The second was a patient person in all kinds of matters.

  She couldn’t do it. If it wasn’t something she was interested in, she couldn’t sit still. But she was better now.

  She used to go around making trouble with Pan Mingyue.

  Perhaps their elementary school teacher would never expect that she and Pan Mingyue, the last place and the second last place, would one day become dark horses of Heng Chuan First Middle School.

  Cheng Mu returned quickly and brought breakfast.

  Qin Ran was sitting on a chair and leaning against the back of a chair. She drank her porridge with a spoon and held her phone to send a message to Chang Ning—


  [Any orders recently?]

  It was so rare to see Qin Ran so motivated. Chang Ning was afraid that she would regret it, so he sent a two-page list within a second.

  Qin Ran opened the big picture and turned it over.

  Cheng Mu brought her a glass of milk and saw Qin Ran staring intensely at a pile of Martian script.

  He asked curiously, “Miss Qin, what’s this?”


  “Sherlock Holmes code,” Qin Ran took a sip of porridge and said randomly.

  This was a special translation code for 129, which could only be understood by those who had read the code before.

  Qin Ran wasn’t afraid that Cheng Mu would recognize it.

  Cheng Mu glanced at Qin Ran quietly.

  After turning over the two pages, Qin Ran didn’t find a list that she wanted, so she deleted it directly and sent another message—


  [Are there any other lists?]

  Without sending a message, Chang Ning directly sent a video call.

  His caller ID was “c”, so Qin Ran wasn’t afraid that anyone would recognize him.

  Qin Ran hung up expressionlessly.

  Lu Zhaoying yawned and came over. When he saw Qin Ran, he paused and his yawn stopped halfway.

  He thought of how Qin Ran knew Yang Fei.

  He wanted to grab Qin Ran and ask her several questions, but since Cheng Juan was present, he didn’t dare to do that.

  After breakfast, Qin Ran returned to class 3.9.

  Cheng Juan also went back inside, laid down on the sofa, and asked Cheng Mu to buy something.

  Master Juan was more interested.

  From elementary school to now, he had changed a hundred kinds of occupations.

  Cheng Mu turned to leave and saw the glass bottle in Cheng Juan’s hands out of the corner of his eyes. He paused and said, “Master Juan, this is……”


  Cheng Juan’s hand directly blocked Cheng Mu’s line of sight.

  He looked at Cheng Mu expressionlessly and said slowly, “What are you looking at?”


  COMMENT

  Cheng Mu was speechless.

  Oh, he understood that it belonged to Miss Qin.

  **

  Qin Ran arrived at class 3.9.

  Class 3.9 was as lively as always.

  A group of people was gathered around He Wen to watch as he played using Lin Siran’s account.

  If Li Airong were to pass by at this time, she would surely frown and think that the learning atmosphere of class 3.9 wasn’t enough.

  Qiao Sheng was half-lying on the table and his phone displayed a Weibo page. After a long while, he looked in Qin Ran’s direction and then sent a WeChat message to his friends—


  [You’re playing without me, tsk.]

  He sent a picture of a lemon.

  After posting this, a dozen comments and likes were added.

  Qiao Sheng was too lazy to turn back and just returned to the Weibo interface.

  He sat sideways on his seat, his long legs in the aisle, and his hand supporting his head.

  Xu Yaoguang brought another set of papers from the Physics teacher to the class.

  He handed one to Qin Ran and saw that she was lying on the table, taking out the school uniform she hadn’t worn for a long time to cover her head. Her headphone cable peaked out vaguely and he didn’t know if she was asleep.

  Her cell phone was on the table.

  It seemed like someone was video calling her and her screen kept lighting up, but she didn’t care about it.

  Everyone around was automatically one meter away from her.

  Xu Yaoguang paused. In the past, he would have directly put Qin Ran’s paper on her head, since he was the kind of person who didn’t care about someone else’s thoughts.

  Qiao Sheng was right, the only person he cared about in school was Qin Yu.

  He lowered his eyes and, after thinking for a while, placed the two papers on Lin Siran’s table.

  After handing out the papers, Qiao Sheng was still looking at his Weibo.

  Xu Yaoguang pulled his seat casually and looked around before his hand tightened on his stool.

  He pulled Qiao Sheng’s cell phone directly.

  Qiao Sheng was still on the Weibo page.

  It showed the Weibo post by Yang Fei that mentioned qr.