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nQin Ran wasn’t easy to get close to, but after a while, they found that she was a good person.

nShe wasn’t like Xu Yaoguang, whose coldness could reject people from a thousand miles away.

nIt was mostly girls who came to watch the show.

nThere were also some boys, but besides Qiao Sheng, nobody else dared to go closer and just smiled from afar.

nYan Xi was definitely one of the most popular stars online.

nAs a capable singer, his appearance was also way above the common crowd even when placed among the other famous stars.

nBut what he was most famous for was his strength in the music industry after five years. In five years, he had already won the Chinese Award for his first song during his debut.

nAfter his second song became popular in China, it also trended abroad.

nHe didn’t produce many albums every year. As a professional singer, he produced at most ten songs each year, and each of them was a best feature.

nHis style was changeable. Dark, rock, healing, love songs, fresh songs… he sang everything.

nSince his debut, he had released a total of six albums, most of which were limited edition and sold out the moment they were released.

nYan Xi had thousands of fans, but there weren’t many fans who really collected all his albums.

nHis early albums were basically gone.

nBut right now, in the box in Lin Siran’s hands were six albums neatly placed inside.

nThe most important thing was that these six albums also had a pedestal on the bottom and had a trophy in the shape of a trumpet on it.

nEveryone in China knew that three months ago, Yan Xi had won the highest international honor award—the Grammy Award.

nWhen the news broke, Yan Xi had caused the Weibo server to be down for two hours.

nThe whole nation praised him.

nNo more than five people had received this award in China, but they were all old artists and there was also a band amongst them.

nYan Xi was the first person to win this highest honor award with his own personal songs.

nMany people on the Internet said that he looked like a girl, that he had a sugar daddy behind him, but no one ever insulted his abilities.

nThis Grammy trophy was in the shape of a trumpet and had been put on Weibo for a week, so almost everyone knew about it.

nAfter about a minute of silence, Xia Fei pointed to the trophy and stuttered, “Oh… Oh my God!”

nQiao Sheng also cleared this throat. “This… is?”

nQin Ran thought that just a few albums probably didn’t need such a big reaction?

nShe put aside her book and tilted her head slightly before seeing the trophy on the album.

nQin Ran: “…?”

n“I found someone online and ordered from her.” Qin Ran was silent for a moment before taking the trophy back. She put her finger on the trumpet and tapped along the edge. “The album is yours.”

nShe finished talking.

nThe crowd also burst like a balloon that had been punctured.

n“Is this my husband’s album?!”

n“Oh my God, there is his poster as well. I queued for two hours last time and couldn’t even buy it. And this is even a signed version?!”

n“Ahhhhh, what are you doing, Lin Siran?! Let us take a look, let us look! Just! Once!”

n“…”

nThese female students didn’t even care about Qiao Sheng and squeezed him aside.

nThe group of girls didn’t stop until the bell of self-study rang. The monitor shouted twice, and when nobody bothered about him, he rubbed his nose and sat down again.

nThe person sitting at the back door stared at the door so that he could inform the class when the director came.

nWhen nobody was paying attention to her, Qin Ran opened her Weibo and found an image. Expressionlessly, she sent four words—

nAre their brains damaged?

nThe class was still talking about the albums. A group of girls was chattering away, and even the boys were whispering.

nWu Yan’s expression wasn’t very good. She was also a member of this debate contest and was sitting behind writing her manuscript with a pen while checking the information, but everyone around her was talking about Qin Ran and Yan Xi’s album.

n“Let’s quickly organize the debate materials, it’s starting in a few days.” With Qiao Sheng around, she didn’t dare to offend Qin Ran and only said this as she stood up.

nLin Siran immediately asked Qin Ran to help her keep the albums while she took out her notebook and pen to discuss at the back.

nShe got up and stopped again. “Ran Ran, are you coming?”

n“No,” Qin Ran threw her phone on the table and replied. “Write well, I’ll just help you guys read it when it’s time.”

nAt the back of the classroom. Wu Yan heard this and pursed her lips, her grip tightening on the pen.

nShe raised her head and glanced at Xu Yaoguang, who was holding a pen and writing seriously. He had just taken his gaze away from Qin Ran and didn’t say a word.

nWu Yan felt even more depressed.

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nThe next morning, Qin Ran went to the school doctor’s office.

nLu Zhaoying wasn’t inside and Cheng Juan helped to inspect her wounds. Her fingertips were a bit cold and the gauze was a little wet. He stared at it for a while and sneered. “Did you dig a mine yesterday?”

nQin Ran’s hand rested on the table and the wound that had been healing yesterday was bleeding again.

nShe also glanced at it. No wonder it hurt. “No, I was hit by my roommate yesterday.”

nWu Yan had been carrying a large basin of water when she was knocked by a girl who had come to look at the album. She had hit the table with her hand and had even been drenched in water.

nCheng Juan was silent for a while, thinking about something. Then, he said, “Your agility is useless, eh?”

nQin Ran put her hands on the table and glanced at him. She didn’t talk back for once and just laughed.

nThis scene was quite familiar. When they were young, Qin Yu’s hand had been injured, so she had pouted and went to find Ning Qing and Qin Hanqiu. They had scolded her fiercely, but their actions had been light as if they were afraid of hurting her.

nQin Ran supported her chin and smiled. When she looked back again, she saw a brown envelope wrapped in a file on the table.

nOn it, two words were written: Ninghai 712.

nShe paused, but her expression remained the same.

nWhen Qin Ran was about to return to class, Lu Zhaoying came back with his mobile phone.

nHe saw Qin Ran and hung up the phone. Then, he greeted her and asked her about her hand before entering the school doctor’s office.

nAs soon as he entered, he saw Cheng Juan sitting expressionlessly on the chair with a bloody piece of gauze in front of him. He sneered. “Did you scold Qin Ran again?”

nCheng Juan withdrew his gaze and stared at him before nodding absent-mindedly.

nHe turned his gaze to the documents and picked it up, saying softly, “The case file of 712. I looked over it twice and found a few suspicious points. She was indeed present, but the information has been erased.”

n“Oh?” Lu Zhaoying reacted and realized that Cheng Juan was talking about Qin Ran.

nHe didn’t know what role to play.

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nLi Airong arranged an English paper during the afternoon.

nQin Yu took out her phone and said quietly to the English representative, “I’m about to find the Physics teacher, let me help you get it.”

nThe English representative was very grateful.

nWhen she arrived at the office, Wu Yan was over there to pick up the English papers. Her expression wasn’t very good.

n“What’s wrong?” Qin Yu took the English papers and asked casually.

nWu Yan was in Qin Yu’s clique. They were all girls and she could feel that Qin Yu also didn’t like Qin Ran.

n“We have a debate, and the people in the class have all voted for the representations.” Wu Yan had managed to squeeze into the group after much difficulty and could participate with Xu Yaoguang, but Qin Ran had entered without even raising her hand. At the thought of this, she felt both angry and jealous. “Only Qin Ran didn’t do anything. Furthermore, they have all unanimously decided that Qin Ran should end the speech, but on what grounds can she do that? She didn’t do anything and can still use our efforts to deliver her speech, what if the teacher asks her about it?”

nQin Yu listened to her and fell silent.

nThen, she laughed. “She probably won’t mess it up.”

nWu Yan snorted and said a little maliciously, “Who knows? There are a few English idioms in it and she might not say it well.”

nThe two of them walked all the way and heard a few people discussing Qin Ran.

nThey were still talking excitedly about Qin Ran when they passed and didn’t even look at Qin Yu.

nQin Yu grasped the test papers tighter, not used to the feeling of being ignored.

nThey walked to the corner. Wu Yan had to go upstairs and Qin Yu had to go downstairs.

n“Help me take the papers, I’m going to the toilet.” Qin Yu paused and handed the papers to Wu Yan.

n“Okay.” Wu Yan took it.

nQin Yu didn’t have a pocket and handed her phone to Wu Yan.

nWu Yan took it and put it on top of the test papers.

nQin Yu’s phone was unlocked.

nIt lit up at a single touch.

nInside was an album.

nWu Yan didn’t want to pry into her privacy, so she reached out to turn off the phone, but when she looked at the wallpaper that had lit up, she paused.

nThe background was very dark, and the street lights were turned on. There was a black Mercedes on the side and a man who looked quite old with his back to the camera.

nThe two of them seemed to be holding hands.

nWu Yan’s gaze fell on the woman.

nIn the picture, the woman’s face was very clear. Wu Yan’s heart thumped quickly when she recognized her—

nThe person in the picture was Qin Ran.

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