Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Chapter 428 Chapter 428 Fear of Checking Yourself, M Zhou Acquaintance? (Three more)

At that time, Qin Yu only believed that it was a pirated optical disc made by Qin Yun. This kind of network didn't care about it. At the moment I think of it, there are doubts everywhere ...

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It turned out that Qin Yue was Jiangshanyi?

That said, Qin Yue plagiarized Jiangshanyi ... It's simply a glorious world.

Jiangshanyi was a monument in the circle a few years ago, an era in the music industry. Qin Yu wouldn't even associate Jiangshanyi with Qin Yue. The age difference between the two is too great.

Qin Yu looked at this Weibo comment that was gradually rising to 1.3 million, but he didn't see anything. The mobile phone in his hand instantly remembered that it was Qin Siye's phone.

She shook her hands and quickly pressed to answer.

Qin Siye ’s phone is very simple. She only asked if she could contact Qin Yun. Qin Siye wanted to see Qin Yun, and she also offered a lot of benefits ...

Qin Yuhang hung up.

At this time I finally knew what it felt like to move my stone and smash my feet.

She just wanted Qin Yue to be ruined once. Who knew that she wasn't ruined in the end, but let her take her steps and return to qr's Weibo again. Fans have gone crazy to 19 million ...

**

The last time, "Idol Twenty-Four Hours", Qin Wei got a fire. This time, the events in Jiangshanyi almost swept the entire entertainment industry.

Even Brother Ye, who hadn't heard anything outside the window, knew about it.

"Little sister, you are too good." In the laboratory, Brother Ye took the data Qin Ye gave him, and couldn't help talking.

Qin Yue looked up at him.

Academician Liao put down the carving knife and looked at Brother Ye.

"Academician Liao, you may not know, Xiao Shimei is not only very physical, but she is also a god-like arranger, with 23 million Weibo fans. Her status in the music industry is probably similar to yours in the academy." Brother Ye thought After thinking, seriously.

On hearing that, Zuo Qiurong pursed his lips and took the experimental equipment aside silently without speaking.

Academician Liao has no concept of these, but when I heard Brother Ye say this, I couldn't help but look at Qin Yi more, it was quite unexpected.

People in the academy focus on research. Like Academician Liao, when participating in secret research, they will be blocked in desert bases for two or three months, and they will be involved in various researches, a space that ordinary people cannot imagine.

Not to mention Weibo, even the time to connect with family members is very limited. When accustomed to such a life, most of the people who actually do research in the research institute will not pay attention to the entertainment industry and occasionally watch TV, but people like Academician Liao I feel that sleeping is a waste of time and I devote my life to the laboratory and various research.

Although Brother Ye is also a research madman, although he has not yet reached the position of Academician Liao, he and Zuo Qiurong are busy working on the aerospace propeller project and academician Liao's project at the same time. They go home every day with a laboratory in mind.

Knowing this, I still clicked into the university dormitory group and saw a few roommates discussing the school's young teachers.

Brother Ye looked at it casually, but he did not expect to see a familiar name. It was Qin Yan. After climbing the whole building, Brother Ye knew how powerful this little sister was.

"Sister Xiao, are you really coming to the Academy for your ideal?" Brother Ye couldn't help but sigh, standing beside Qin Hui.

The salary of grass-roots researchers is too low. Many grass-roots researchers and masters that Brother Ye knows are forced by reality to switch to other things.

More for the dream.

Unless we have reached the status of Academician Liao on the road of researching technicians, they will not be as good as those outside.

After a research, the bonus distribution is just a sloppy salary.

Qin Yue heard the words, and the movement in her hand stopped for a moment. She looked at Brother Ye as if she had thought for a moment before whispering, "I'm not as great as them."

She glanced back.

Brother Ye stood in the same place, looking at Qin Yue's back, feeling strange.

What does Qin Yue mean?

"Who are they?

**

In the next few days, Qin Yun stayed in the physics laboratory, and Cheng Mu would deliver him at noon. He would not go to the cafeteria either, and escaped from the crowds at Beijing University.

The physics laboratory recognized her, but most of them were busy with research, not as horrible as the fans outside.

Time is up to Saturday.

Qin Yue was busy for a week, and finally took a day off today. He went to Yunjin Community to meet Qin Ling's teacher.

Cheng Ye drove the car downstairs to Qin Hanqiu, but Qin Ye did not let him come down.

Qin Hui unfastened his seat belt.

As soon as I lifted my eyes, I saw Cheng Yan's frosty eyebrows, looking at her motionlessly, without any expression, which made people feel inexplicably stressed.

"The housekeeper Qin is also here," Qin Yan glanced at Cheng Yan, "your face is a passport for the major families in Beijing?"

"I will not stay in Beijing for a long time after I was sixteen years old, but the Qin steward didn't know me." Cheng Yi coughed, and returned slowly.

Qin Yue did not believe that she came directly to open the door of the first officer and then closed with a bang.

Finally, he bent over and knocked on the window with his finger, motioning Cheng to lower the window.

"Prince Cheng, will housekeeper Qin not know you?" Qin Hui supported the window with a sloppy smile on his face and stretched out his hand, pointing at his brain intently, "Although I am busy working on the project , But my mind is still. "

"Okay," Cheng Yan put his arm on the steering wheel, Qingzhi's eyebrows like crushed starlight, heard the words, laughed, "You know when you know, you have to send a message in the afternoon."

Qin Yue retracted his hand and took a step back, while walking towards the building, he waved his hands casually towards the back.

After her back disappeared in the building, Cheng Yan looked back.

I put a Bluetooth headset on my ear and reached for a hidden number.

**

At the same time, Qin Yue has entered the door.

She stopped at the gate and took a look back. Within a few seconds, she could see Cheng Ye's car driving away.

She came to the elevator and pressed the elevator button.

There were not many people on Saturday and she did not wait for the elevator door to open.

As soon as I entered the elevator, my cell phone rang.

Qin Min took out his mobile phone and glanced at Chang Ning.

She counted the elevator floors and picked it up. "What's the matter?"

On the other side of the phone, Chang Ning is still in his own house, walking downstairs, "The message just sent by He Chen has a list with 50 times the commission. Can you answer it?"

"Ding--" The elevator arrived.

Qin Yue got down from the elevator and didn't enter the room immediately. Instead, he took a few steps towards the stairway, and returned sharply, "No answer."

Chang Ning turned around in the lobby, then calmly opened the refrigerator door, and looked for something to eat from the inside. The tone was not slow or slow: "Client, Cheng Ye."

Others of Chang Ning don't remember clearly, but they remember Yuncheng at that time, He Chen told her that the first order Qin Wei received was the client Cheng Yi.

Qin Yan had a meal.

She leaned against the wall, silent for a while: "Come here."

"Can't connect?" Chang Ning asked.

Qin Yue pressed his temples and was completely convinced. "I'll take a look first."

She was afraid to check herself.

"Oh," Chang Ning searched for a long time, and found the bag noodles. "No problem, you will be accepted by default. I will let He Chen sort it out and send it to you in an hour."

The two hung up.

Qin Yue stood for a while on the stairs before walking back.

**

Over here.

Qin Hanqiu home hall.

The housekeeper Qin and Mr. Cook arrived long ago. Today, on Saturday, it is rare to give Qin Ling a day off.

Mr. Cook was chatting on the sofa with Mr. Qin, but Mr. Qin was very careful about Mr. Cook.

The doorbell rang outside.

The door of Qin Ling's room was not closed. When he heard the voice, he immediately ran out and opened the door like a whirlwind.

"It's his sister." But Qin steward stood up, and he looked at the door with a smile on his face.

Cook Chinese is very good, and there is almost no obstacle to the communication with the Qin family. Hearing the words of the Qin steward, he could not help but look up to the door. After coming to the Qin family for so long, he has not heard of the Qin family for the first time. Ling's sister has been curious about this mysterious sister for a long time.

Qin Ling is undoubtedly a good student. Teacher Cook also lamented his talent. At this time, it was the first time that Qin Ling had seen the behavior of children.

Cook's eyes were intent, and he wanted to see the sister of Qin Ling.

Qin Ling opened the door and came in from the outside in a woman in a beige coat, holding a scarf loosely in her hand, thin and tall, with fine and beautiful eyebrows and cold eyes. With her pace, an eager face came.

"Teacher, this is my sister." Qin Ling turned, he raised his chin, introduced Qin to Cook, and his eyes were very bright.

The housekeeper Qin also introduced Qin Yun with a very respectful tone: "Miss, this is Mr. Cook, Liu Ye is a very powerful teacher in Mzhou."

Having said that, the housekeeper Qin paused, not knowing whether Qin Yue knew about M Zhou ...

He finished, but Mr. Cook did not respond, and looked intently at Qin Yue.

Steward Qin turned to his side, wondering, "Mr. Cook?"

**

I have a classmate in high school. She is the kind of person who thinks that sleeping is a waste of time and life. Dare to ask if you are afraid?

Also, I actually saw someone wondering even the top ten unsolved mysteries in the entertainment circle in the text, hahaha laughed at you, you ... good gossip ...

good night……

(End of this chapter)