[R18] 夫人你馬甲又掉了 – “Madam, Your Vest Has Fallen Off Again” Chapter 141 [English]

141 Yang Fei: Is classmate Qin Ran here?(Third update)

“Yang Shen, don’t you think it’s lively enough?” The coach lowered his head and looked at Yang Fei’s cell phone that was constantly vibrating and thrown aside after posting on Weibo.

How could he forget that the person in front of him was the ruthless character who resurrected Yi Jiming with all his might when he was the only one left in the team.

Yang Fei said calmly, “Yes.”

The coach didn’t say anything else. After thinking about it, he also took out his mobile phone, opened the Weibo page, and followed Qin Ran’s account along Yang Fei’s account.

When he first met Qin Ran, he was a little unsure, but now he is completely sure who that person is.

Although Yang Fei did this impulsively, it would be understandable if it was really for that person.

“Go to training.” The coach patted Yang Fei on the shoulder and told him to go quickly, “Don’t bring your cell phone.”

Yang Fei straightened his sleeves and wanted to have a chat with Qin Ran.

I didn’t feel that I had done anything important at all, so I went to train calmly.

The coach looked at he’s back, and before he could sigh a few words, the phone in his pocket rang like crazy.

The person who called he was either a few elite professional players of his team, or the coach of his team.

As soon as I picked him up, they all asked him if the OST team had recruited new students, who were even more powerful than Yang Fei.

The coach unanimously answered no, he was Yang Fei’s friend.

Not many people believe it.

After several phone calls, the coach sighed. No wonder some people used “e-sports star” to describe Yang Fei. The popularity was simply terrifying.

He was not idle and went directly to the studio to deal with the next problem.

**

No. 1 Middle School, Class 9.

Lin Siran was writing with a physics paper in his hands, turning his head to look at Qin Ran from time to time.

Qin Ran was sitting on a chair with her legs crossed, flipping through a foreign novel carelessly, without raising her head, “If you have anything, tell me.”

“Ran Ran, who gave you that pen?” Lin Siran put down the pen and spoke quietly.

“Just, the school doctor’s office.” Qin Ran replied, tilted her head and asked, “What?”

“Ah, it’s okay.” Lin Siran raised his eyes and looked at Xia Fei, who was obviously not serious about writing in the front left, and seemed to be deep in thought.

These two people had never expected to see such an expensive pen.

Made of gold?

Lin Siran felt that if it were in her hands, she would be reluctant to touch it for fear of being worn out.

Qin Ran’s cell phone rang, someone was calling her.

There was no signature, but she knew him and didn’t answer.

The phone rings again.

Qin Ran took her headphones and mobile phone, lowered her eyebrows, and left the classroom directly, heading towards the bathroom.

She found an empty cubicle and sat on the toilet seat with dignity.

“What’s the matter?” She put on her headphones and spoke in a low voice.

Yang Fei, who was holding Yi Jiming’s cell phone on the other side of the phone, paused.

I felt very happy when I posted on Weibo just now, but now I feel a little uneasy when I tell Qin Ran.

“Qin Shen, there is something,” Yang Fei touched his nose, “I liked your Weibo.”

Qin Ran’s eyes were half-closed, a little drowsy, and she said “Yes” without much reaction.

Yang Fei smiled, his delicate face seemed to be shining, and he said without fear of death: “I told netizens that you are the teammate I want to cooperate with.”

Instead of being ashamed, be proud.

Qin Ran: “…”

Never died?

She hung up the phone very coldly and uninstalled Weibo.

Then he unfolded his phone and locked his own account and Lin Siran’s account to make sure that no hacker could access her.

Yang Fei on the other end of the phone handed the phone to Yi Jiming. He touched his nose again and said, “I’m pissed. Please ask the coach for a leave of absence after training this afternoon.”

Yi Jiming shaved his head and knew what Yang Fei was going to do. His eyes lit up, “Can you…”

“No.” Yang Fei refused very gently before he could finish speaking.

**

Class nine.

The cell phone in Lin Siran’s desk kept vibrating.

The boy at the front desk couldn’t stand it anymore. He turned around, knocked on Lin Siran’s desk, and looked at her very seriously: “Please take a look at your phone. Aren’t you afraid of it breaking?”

Lin Siran glanced at he, and then took out his mobile phone from the hole in the table.

I found out that it was all news about increasing fans on Weibo.

she is a personal Weibo, and only a few friends and classmates have blocked each other, so there are no comments, and Weibo reminders are not blocked.

When I opened her, I was completely confused.

She’s Weibo actually has 999+ messages, 999+ likes, and 999+ new fans.

It took Lin Siran three seconds to react before she remembered what she wanted to do. Then she exited Weibo with an expressionless expression, and reopened it a few seconds later.

All the content displayed above is still 999+.

“What’s wrong with you?” Lin Siran seemed stunned when he saw Lin Siran at the front desk.

Lin Siran did not answer, but clicked on the message to comment.

“Miss, please ask who qr is (eating melon)”

“Little sister, why does the boss only pay attention to you?”

“Little sister…”

Lin Siran followed these comments and clicked on Qin Ran’s Weibo, and found that she had 200,000 fans in an instant!

She followed Qin Ran’s Weibo to Yang Fei’s Weibo, and was completely confused.

As an e-sports star, Yang Fei’s number of fans has already exceeded eight digits, and his latest Weibo post has 130,000 comments and is still increasing.

Then I followed the comments below he and went to Weibo hot search, and found that the two letters “qr” had already ranked first in the hot search through everyone’s manual search.

Whether it is hot searches or e-sports stars like Yang Fei, students like Lin Siran will never come into contact with them in daily life.

The arrival of a student like Meng Xinran in Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School has turned the world upside down.

Lin Siran knew that Qin Ran was a little different, but she didn’t expect that Qin Ran actually knew Yang Fei personally?

Seems like there’s still a lot of connection?

How did Qin Ran know this group of people?

Qin Ran just came back from the toilet, her face clearly expressionless, but the air pressure around her body was low, and the voices in the class gradually became quieter.

Lin Siran tilted her head and stared at Qin Ran intently, “Weibo…”

Qin Ran put the earphones into her ears and said calmly, “I’m not familiar with him, so I don’t know why he asked me for a trumpet.”

She said it calmly, with almost no flaws.

Listen carefully, it seems that there is some gritted teeth.

Lin Siran tilted his head, nodded, and finally came to his senses.

Naturally, she didn’t know that her deskmate was not only very familiar with Yang Fei, but was also the creator of the three magic cards in his hand.

Lin Siran picked up the phone again and looked at it vaguely.

**

There are many rhythms on Weibo.

Meng Xinran’s rhythm before can’t be counted, but after that, the rhythm of leading female e-sports players on OST was too much.

OST officials directly posted a Weibo post, proving that the first generation of OST members included female members.

It wasn’t because of someone that the history of female players was created.

On the other hand, Yang Fei is the unquestionable number one player in Kyushu e-sports.

Whether it’s his three magic cards, his personal ability, or he leading the domestic team to the international competition…

He has long been the uncrowned emperor in the country.

As soon as this sentence “better than me” was uttered, Yang Fei’s fans were first shocked.

Then it shocked the professional players in the e-sports circle.

Someone uncovered a video of Yang Fei’s previous interview in which he ranked “second” in hand speed, and everyone speculated whether this “qr” was the person who ranked first.

They climbed in following the number qr, but saw nothing.

It’s obviously a small account, with only one person following it, a few fans, and most of them are zombie fans.

Not even a trace could be found.

Then they discovered that Yi Jiming and OST’s coach were paying attention to this trumpet.

As soon as the news came out, several coaches from several established domestic e-sports teams and a few ace seniors also silently paid attention to this account.

“This guy must be a big shot!”

“This is the first time I see those retired aces from the first generation come out. I really want to know who this qr is!”

“So is qr really more powerful than Yang Shen?”

“A silent word… Are there any first-generation fans? Do you think she is the God of Qin…”

Because there were few fans in the first generation, this comment was buried in the army of comments.

Not ten minutes.

The two letters “qr” became a hot search topic without even Qin Ran expecting it.

The words “No. 1 in hand speed” also ranked first.

This news was so big that as soon as the news came out, everyone’s attention was focused on “better than Yang Fei”.

It wasn’t until the heat subsided a little that these people realized a question.

So what Yang Fei was talking about during the exhibition match that day was probably the trumpet qr, and wasn’t it Meng Xinran?!

So what happened to the subsequent series of rhythms?

In particular, Meng Xinran posted a Weibo message @ everyone in the OST team today. Not only did no one from the OST team respond, Yang Fei also posted such a Weibo post.

The official website of the OST team also issued a clarification on Weibo.

In this way, Meng Xinran’s previous Weibo seemed a bit ridiculous.

Meng Xinran’s previous followers were all Yang Fei’s fans. Now Yang Fei personally posted @zhengzhu on Weibo. Yang Fei’s fans and some passers-by immediately canceled their attention to Meng Xinran.

There are also people scolding her on Weibo for asking if it’s fun to take advantage of her popularity.

Meng Xinran’s actions are really disgusting, treating all netizens as fools.

Because of this reason, Meng Xinran’s number of negative fans suddenly increased.

The first few popular entertainment bloggers saw that something was wrong and immediately deleted the Weibo posts they had forwarded.

But Meng Xinran’s Weibo cannot be deleted. She is a hot topic among netizens. Netizens have long taken screenshots of her Weibo. Deleting it now will make her feel even more guilty.

It was not too late when Meng Xinran got the news.

It was a picture taken by her friend in Beijing.

Because of Yang Fei, these stunts had attracted her more than a million fans before, but now they all turned into nothing.

She looked at the screenshot her friend gave her and squeezed it tightly with her fingers.

Someone from class one had already secretly looked back at Meng Xinran.

Meng Xinran pursed her lips and her face was cold. How could it not be she?!

There are only a few girls in the OST team, and no one has faster hand speed than she!

She stared at the trumpet account qr, thinking about the Weibo post she had just posted @everyone, and her face turned red.

Somewhat unable to bear the gazes of others, she took her sunglasses and went directly to the office to ask for leave from Li Airong.

I happened to meet Qin Ran who was being looked for by the physics teacher.

Meng Xinran still didn’t look at her and walked directly past her.

There was no deliberate ridicule, I just didn’t take her seriously.

For Meng Xinran, no matter how embarrassed she is, she cannot be compared to this kind of person.

**

No. 1 Middle School was in class in the afternoon, and the news that broke on Weibo only circulated in a small circle.

It wasn’t until school ended in the afternoon that the news about these students from No. 1 Middle School slowly spread.

Qin Ran went directly to the school doctor’s office.

Lu Zhaoying was looking at the neck of a boy in the school doctor’s office. The boy seemed to have a stiff neck while sleeping, and Lu Zhaoying was applying plaster to him.

Qin Ran put her backpack on the table and Cheng Juan raised his head.

“Your classmate likes your pen very much?” Cheng Juan put away the scalpel and asked slowly.

Qin Ran leaned on the back of the chair, her eyebrows lowered and she looked uneasy, and she said vaguely: “Yes.”

Cheng Juan casually opened the drawer and took out a pen, “It’s the same as yours. Take it to your classmates.”

After thinking for a while, Cheng Juan spoke up and said seriously, “You have a bad temper. It’s not easy for someone to be friends with you.”

Qin Ran: “…?”

She recalled what her grandmother often said, saying that she was afraid that if she died, she would be alone.

I always feel that there are similarities and differences.

Outside.

Lu Zhaoying sent away the classmate who had a stiff neck.

While talking to Cheng Mu, he checked Weibo. He didn’t check Weibo much today, because he was afraid that he couldn’t help but beat Meng Xinran.

There was a knock on the door of the school doctor’s office again.

“Classmate, it’s time to get off work…” Lu Zhaoying was playing with her phone and looked up. Before she could finish her sentence, it got stuck in her throat.

The person who came was wearing a black sweatshirt with a hood on his head and a mask on his face.

Hearing Lu Zhaoying’s words, he took off his mask and showed a very polite smile, “Excuse me, Qin… um, is classmate Qin Ran here?”

Lu Zhaoying heard her soul say: “Qin…Qin Xiaoran, come out of here!”

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

**

That’s it.

Qiao Sheng: Lin Siran, you guys are playing trumpet without me?

Sister Ran is going to the capital. Although she won’t stay for a few days, she is still a legend (a whisper from the ticket seller)…