Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Chapter 319 Brother 319 of Beijing University

In the hands of Qin Yue, a white computer.

It's thin and light, and it looks good.

It is difficult to notice the shape of poppy flowers on the computer cover.

However, the Yunguang Consortium is only open to a small number of groups and has not been fully opened in the market. Not many people know this mark pattern.

Yang Yi and Nan Huiyao do not mix IT circles, nor do they know the new IT trademarks of the Yunguang Consortium, but they only speak well.

It really looks good.

Even Yang Yi, who has never been a teenage girl, was very emotional.

The two were unclear, but Leng Peishan, who was very concerned about the Yunguang Consortium, knew the trademark, and her light face had finally changed.

When did the Yunguang Consortium sell computers? !!

really? !!

Qin Yue flipped the lid open, the computer turned on automatically, as always, the blue screen, and then the machine sound——

[Please perform pupil authentication! 】

After authentication, it will start automatically in less than two seconds.

The overall smoothness is not good, the performance speed is evident.

It wasn't until the pupils came out that Leng Peishan sat back in her chair.

Pupil certified artificial intelligence system, unique technology of Yunguang Consortium.

Leng Peishan sat back calmly

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

"What do you want?" Qin Yue put the computer on the table, biting the straw, and opened his mouth. "There is no link. I can help you contact if you want to buy."

"How much is it?" Nan Huiyao's family is not a wealthy and noble, ordinary family, but can be admitted to Beijing University, the school and the city have issued bonuses, and her parents and relatives also gave her a lot of money.

After going to college, she was also preparing to find a part-time job for herself.

"Three thousand." Qin Yun thought about it and reported a number.

Nan Huiya stared: "Three thousand ?!"

The current 30-second computer that she does not necessarily boot must be 7,000. Qin Wei's high-tech computer only needs 3,000? !!

Qin Yue took a moment and reported another number: "Two thousand is fine."

Nan Huiyao: "..." Buy a normal cell phone for two thousand ...

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

"No," to understand why Nan Huiyao held her back, Qin Hui looked back, and said very calmly: "It is two thousand, friendship price, you transfer it to me, and I let my friend deliver it to you."

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

Qin Wei opened WeChat.

At a glance, we saw Cheng Wenru's WeChat-

[Well, did the computer receive it? 】

[Happy.JPG]

Qin Hui returned a sentence to Cheng Wenru, then opened the head of Nan Huiyao Yang Yi, and took the money of the two with peace of mind.

After finishing.

Click on the picture of "neighbor" again-

[Transfer 2000]

[Transfer 2000]

After two minutes--

[The transfer has been claimed. 】

[The transfer has been claimed. 】

[? 】

The neighbour sent a question mark very coldly.

Qin Wei gave him a reply--

[My two friends buy computer money. 】

neighbor:【……】

Qin Yuan gave Lu Zhixing both contact information before ending the chat.

**

In the afternoon, Qin Yun still did not take classes with Nan Huiyao and others. Rumors of the Department of Physics about Qin Yun choosing a second major gradually spread.

In the afternoon, Qin Yue had only two small classes, and Nan Huiyao and Yang Yi were still full.

After class, Qin Yue was ready to go out to meet Song Lüting.

at the same time.

Department of Physics, Beijing University.

Song Luting is doing an optical experiment.

Outside the lab, a tall man came to Song Luting with a record of the experiment: "Little Song, Dean Jiang wants you to give a speech to the freshman."

"Speech?" Song Lüting suspended the experiment in his hand, and took a look at the record of the experiment in Hong Tao's hands, his eyes warm, "I see."

Hong Tao is a freshman in his senior year and has just entered the laboratory.

Song Lüting entered the laboratory early this year, or a disciple who was accepted by the vice president of the research institute. The entire laboratory knows this.

However, Hong Tao was the president of the Student Union at the beginning. He helped Song Luting a lot. He can come to the laboratory this year, and most of the reason is because of Song Luting.

Song Luting is a research madman. Everyone mentioned his name in the Department of Physics, but because of his abode, he had few friends, and Hong Tao was one of them.

"This year we may have one more newcomer in our physics laboratory," Hong Tao has more information in his hands than Song Luting. "This year's newcomer king, don't lose your style last year ..."

The results of the experiment in his hand have not yet come out. Song Luting raised his hand and glanced at the time on the watch: "You help me stare at the experiment."

"Do you have anything else?" Hong Tao passed the experimental record in his hand to another student, who had to pass the Ph.D. purpose at that time.

Then he tilted his head and looked at Song Luting in an incredible way.

When Song Luting was a freshman, he was picked up by a group of school sisters.

Excellent grades, IQ crushed all freshman freshmen, look good, at least half of the school's flower list, have at least half of the thoughts of Song Luting.

Beijing University is worthy of the name of the first school draft.

but--

After observing for so long, Hong Tao and Song Ruting's roommate found that Song Luting's wife was an experiment, and even asked President Jiang to prepare a lounge for Song Luting in the laboratory.

"Well, see a younger sister." Song Luting rigorously laid out the utensils next to her, took off her experiment coat, and hurriedly opened her mouth.

Hong Tao entered the laboratory and mainly followed Song Luting. He wanted to go out, and Hong Tao was doing nothing. "The two younger sisters you have been talking about? Who are they? The one who loves photography, or the one that is particularly dragged? Can I go and see ? "

"Both are here." Song Luting's buttoned neckline was young, but Meiyu could see a bit of awesome momentum.

It's been more than a year since I met Song Lüting, and the other person has always been cold, as if he was an unrefined practitioner, and only when he mentioned his two younger sisters would he become slightly popular.

"Sisters have come to see you in Beijing? Can I go to see my sister with you?" Hong Tao has been curious about these two sisters for a long time.

It's a pity that Song Lüting is a girl-protecting madness, let alone the photo, and her sister's age and name are not revealed.

No one can ask, and whoever asks is the idea of ​​his sisters.

Hong Tao followed Song Song Ting's face to a cafe next to the school gate.

Class time, but there were not many people in the last two sessions. The people in the cafe were half seated. Song Luting looked at it, and it was quite quiet.

Hong Tao sat beside him and waited for two minutes. During this period, every girl passing by the cafe was stared at him fiercely, and then asked Song Luting if he was his sister.

Song Lüting ordered two cups of milk tea with clear eyes, "No."

"You don't see it, how do you know it isn't." Hong Tao ordered a cup of coffee, still staring out the door.

After a while, a figure appeared.

The other person was wearing long-sleeved trousers and holding a pile of books in his hands. The exposed skin could be seen as white and wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, but his facial features were very delicate. His temperament was calm and calm. The less obvious gloom can be seen in the style of Song Luting.

Hong Tao hurriedly said, "Xiao Song, is that my sister ?! Also from our school ?! She looks so good, she would look better without glasses!"

While talking, Pan Mingyue also saw them and walked directly to this side.

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

"Is it customary to stay? I have a house around," Song Luting glanced at her, and gave her a bunch of spare keys. "You can live with my uncle, and I will talk over there at the school."

Pan Mingyue took the key and thought about it, "OK."

Hong Tao quickly introduced himself to Pan Mingyue.

I thought to myself that it is no wonder that Song Lüting didn't look at the picture of his sister with anyone. In this way, even if he didn't enter the top ten of the school flower list, a school flower can still win.

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

Song Lüting looked at his watch. At 4:28, he looked calmly: "Two minutes left."

Two minutes?

Hong Tao raised an eyebrow. "Accurately calculated?"

After two minutes.

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

Hong Tao glanced up. A tall and thin girl pushed the door with one hand and stuck in her pocket with one hand, without a book and pen, wearing a peaked cap on her head, her brim pressed down, and her opponent's head lowered, and she could not see her face.

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

Song Luting described it as quite accurate. Before seeing his face, he could feel that the other party was cool.

**

Good night ~

(End of this chapter)