MVP in the next examination room

"Brother Ran, don't you say you can't come?"

In the Lanhuo Internet Cafe, Qin Shuo pulled off his earphones and said in surprise.

"Is there any smoke?" Tang Ran sat down on the seat next to Qin Shuo and asked irritably.

Qin Shuo hurriedly handed it over, Tang Ran groped in his pocket for a while, then swung his wrist down to remove the lighter cover, lit it, and exhaled the smoke ring unskillfully.

Qin Shuo had been coveting his lighter for a long time, and now he seized the opportunity to complain mercilessly: "Brother Ran, you said you don't smoke much, why do you carry the lighter every day, why don't you let me put it away for you?" ...Anyway, you don't have any cigarettes on you when you want to smoke."

"Get out." Tang Ran closed the cover and quickly put the lighter into his pocket.

"Tch, the richer you are, the more stingy you are."

Qin Shuo glanced at the folds between Tang Ran's eyebrows, and asked again, "What's the matter, this is, who recruited you."

Tang Ran bit the filter, was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "He's really trying to play with me."

Qin Shuo was at a loss: "Huh? Who? What are you playing?"

Tang Ran's cell phone vibrated suddenly.

Tang Ran took a glance and sneered, "Zhizhong, I found you so soon."

Qin Shuo looked at the three characters "Feng Zhizhong" on the caller ID, and suggested, "Turn off the phone."

"Let's not talk about chicken." Tang Ran answered the phone, "Good morning, boss."

Feng Zhizhong yelled over there: "What a fart! Where are you?"

Tang Ran calmly said, "Obviously, I'm late."

Being late and being so late, Feng Zhizhong was so angry that the top of his head was smoking, and he roared, "Where are you now!? How long will it take?"

"On the way." Tang Ran nonsense casually, "Teacher, I can't answer the phone while riding a bicycle, so hang up first."

Feng Zhizhong: "Stop bullshitting me!!"

Tang Ran frowned, and held the phone a little farther away from his ears. Hearing the chatter inside, he made a sudden impulse to put the phone on the computer table and tapped it twice.

After two muffled sounds of "bang bang", Feng Zhizhong heard his good student say over there: "Look, I told you that I can't answer the phone when I'm riding a bike...I fell down now."

Feng Zhizhong: "..."

Tang Ran shook the ash by the ashtray, sighed: "Yes, I was late, now I have to ask for sick leave."

Feng Zhizhong's chest heaved violently a few times: "...Are you with Qin Shuo!?"

"Qin Shuo? Didn't see him," Tang Ran said nonsense with his eyes open, "I'll take a look for you when I go to the hospital later."

Feng Zhizhong got angry again, and Tang Ran cut off the phone and turned off the phone before he could get over it.

Qin Shuo was overjoyed when he heard it: "Oh, Lao Feng has some tricks, how did he know your new phone number?"

"How else do you know, Tang Minghua gave it to him." Tang Ran said casually, "Is there any problem with you?"

"No problem." Qin Shuo made an OK gesture, "Where did we just say, oh yes, who wants to play with you for real?"

Tang Ran sighed: "Yuan Che."

"...What???" Qin Shuo was startled, "What are you playing for?"

"I originally thought that he was just chasing me to play on a whim," Tang Ran said with a serious face, after a moment of contemplation, "Who knew that this kid was so young, and he would give me such a strong hint by using the lecture topic when he came up. "

Qin Shuo circled: "...Huh?"

"It's not an exaggeration to say it's a threat," Tang Ran shook his head, "It's the first time someone dared to threaten me like this."

Qin Shuo slapped the table eagerly: "What did he say!?"

"So," Tang Ran glanced at the box of Pocky on the table, pulled out one, and folded it into two pieces with one hand, "Got it?"

Qin Shuo: "?"

"Shuo Zai, you are so dull that it hurts my father's heart." Tang Ran was heartbroken, "It's so obvious, can't you see it?"

Qin Shuo was at a loss.

Tang Ran closed his eyes: "He wants to tell me that if you don't bend, you have to break."