Cheng Jun half-squinted, his eyelashes slightly lowered.

At the intersection, the teenagers were eighteen or nineteen years old, biting their cigarettes in a stream, their eyes sweeping over her long, straight legs, and finally stopping on her face.

Cheng Jun said expressionlessly: "You go over." ”

When it comes to heroes saving beauty, Lu Zhaoying likes to do it.

He rolled up his sleeves and brushed his hair with his hands, and before he could finish it, he was kicked.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Cheng Jun with his hands in his pockets, his eyes were thick black, he yawned, "Hurry up, what's the sass?"

Lu Zhaoying quickly walked in the direction of the girl who was a little wild.

"Little sister, a good student of No. 1 Middle School?" The young man led by him deliberately spit out a smoke ring, he looked at Qin Ran, his hair shiny in the sun, and laughed.

It's not very serious, and his eyes are not honest.

Qin Ran was quite serious and said very calmly, "No, I'm asking for leave." ”

Several teenagers were stunned, probably because this reaction did not conform to any of the routines in his script.

Qin Ran took a step back.

She placed her backpack on the steps of the intersection.

Lu Zhaoying hasn't arrived yet.

Qin Ran took off her school uniform jacket again, and inside was the short-sleeved white T-shirt, revealing a thin arm, and then the slender and clean fingers, glowing with cold white in the sun.

Cheng Jun stood there watching her movements.

As she put her backpack away, she seemed to tilt her head and glance at him.

After a short look at each other, Cheng Jun could probably only see her slightly bloodshot eyes, delicate and beautiful, and with the ruthlessness of a young man.

His brows subconsciously furrowed, just in time to hear the girl who was a little unpleasantly written, quite reasonable: "I'm in a hurry." ”

The young man with a cigarette slid his eyes to her exposed arm, and reached out to grab Qin Ran's arm, "That's a good feeling, I'm also in a hurry, it's better to be like this, you accompany your brothers for a ......"

Qin Ran stepped back, then raised his foot suddenly, and kicked the young man's stomach with one kick.

Ruthless and fast.

The boy took a few steps back, but was still held back by his younger brother, who bent over in pain.

When the younger brother saw that the boy was beaten, he immediately rushed forward like a swarm.

I want to catch Qin Ran first.

Qin Ran turned sideways to avoid one hand, and before the other party could react, she grabbed the collar of another strong social brother with one hand, and dragged it forward, and when the person was pulled in front of her, she smashed him in the face with a punch.

Brother Society was stunned, and took a few steps back, his head and eyes were dizzy, and when he touched his nose, he was full of blood.

Qin Ran's hand didn't stop.

The last chicken feather boy punched her lower abdomen, she took a step back, grabbed the opponent's wrist with her fist, leaned forward slightly, slightly closer to the opponent, and used her shoulder as a support point to slam the person over.

It's quiet.

Even Cheng Jun didn't react much.

Those four menacing social buddies, who were more than half a head taller than Qin Ran, were struggling to catch their breath on the side.

The lying is lying, the bleeding is bleeding, the spitting is sour.

Qin Ran clapped his hands, turned back to pick up his coat, put it on loosely, and picked up his backpack again.

Passing by the group of teenagers, she twisted her delicate eyebrows and thought slightly for a while.

She whistled at the young man who was the leader, very handsome, smiled very brightly, and said again: "Don't love me, it's fruitless." ”

**

"Thank you. When Cheng Jun heard the girl who didn't write very well pass by him, he left two words.

Lu Zhaoying took it back, walked back, and looked at Qin Ran's back as she went to the school gate, not very happy, "Obviously I'm going to save her, why did she say thank you to you?"

Cheng Jun glanced at him slowly, and opened his mouth lazily, with a nasal voice, "Let's go." ”

Lu Zhaoying retracted her gaze and led the way in front, "Her skills don't look like they're wild, but she can't see anything." ”

One to four, effortless, crisp and neat.

Passing by the four people, Lu Zhaoying's footsteps stopped, and he said very cheaply, "Brothers, you can't do it." ”

Cheng Jun glanced at Qin Ran, and the other party seemed to have entered the communication room.

Retracting his gaze, he didn't walk long before he arrived at an old restaurant deep in the alley.

"Old Xu. Seeing the old man who had already ordered the food, Lu Zhaoying was rarely serious.

Principal Xu smiled at him, said a few words, and turned his gaze to Cheng Jun again, "Cheng Shao, why did you come to this corner?"

When he got it earlier that he wanted to come to his school as a school doctor, Principal Xu also had a headache, and this master was not easy to serve.

Cheng Jun held the teacup, the teacup was a very inferior brown tea brought by the restaurant, he didn't dislike it, and drank it slowly, as if he was tasting tens of thousands of yuan or two of top-grade tea.

Laughing lazily: "Come and see." ”

At the end, he changed the topic again, "I heard that Xu Lao refused to leave in the past three years, and he actually became the principal of a high school, and he also wanted to come to see and understand." ”

"What's this?" Principal Xu smiled, not hiding it, and his tone was melancholy, "I've looked for a successor." ”

Not to mention Lu Zhaoying, even Cheng Jun was surprised, Xu Lao's identity, if the matter of finding a successor was known by the group of people in the capital, it would be a big news that shocked all directions.

"Who?" Lu Zhaoying couldn't hide her curiosity.

"She didn't want to take over. Principal Xu shook his head and refused to say more.

Lu Zhaoying's eyes widened in disbelief.

Cheng Jun's long legs were slightly crossed, he lowered his head to drink tea, and didn't ask much.

Lu Zhaoying couldn't hold back alone.

**

Qin Ran went to the communication room to get her luggage.

The day before she and Ning Qing came to Cloud City, their luggage was sent to No. 1 Middle School.

There was a lot of luggage, two big boxes, very heavy, and the doorman uncle in the communication room saw that she was alone, and sent Qin Ran's luggage back to the dormitory very enthusiastically.

The dormitory that Qin Ran applied for was on the second floor, near the end of the corridor, dormitory 216.

In the dormitory of the six-person room, there were only three people living in it, and there were three beds left, and the empty beds were full of other people's things, and the beds by the window were all people, Qin Ran directly picked a bed with not too many things.

Then I went to get the sheets and quilts.

She opened a box and sorted out her luggage, and hung up all her clothes and daily necessities.

The other suitcase, she didn't even dismantle, and stuffed it directly under the bed.

After packing up my things and finishing my meal, there was still half an hour left for the first class in the afternoon.

She passed by the art building on her way to class.

The window on the second floor is open, and you can see the musical instruments inside.

Qin Ran walked up to the second floor, the art building was very quiet, there was no one, she pushed open the door of the instrument room, and at a glance saw the violin placed in the middle.

She loves the violin, which makes her quiet.

She bowed her head slightly.

Almost every once in a while, she would find a place to play the violin.

"Xu Shao, I'm serious, that transfer student is really beautiful, you don't know, a class is stunned......" Qiao Sheng took the can of Coke, painting his voice.

Outside, they didn't mention that it was Qin Yu's sister.

Xu Shaoguang ignored Qiao Sheng, he was carrying a cup of vanilla milk tea in his hand, which he bought for Qin Yu.

The handsome eyebrows are quite cold, and he has no interest in the transfer student depicted by Qiao Sheng.

Passing by the Art Building.

Xu Shaoguang was suddenly stunned.

The low, slightly muffled sound of the violin could be heard in the distance.

He suddenly looked up and looked at the second floor, his eyes like a torch.

Qiao Sheng doesn't understand music, and he usually looks at Qin Yu for the name of the school flower, but what makes him uncomfortable to listen to this voice right now is not sensory discomfort, but depression, as if he has been moved by something.

He just wanted to say that the music was good, and as soon as he raised his eyelids, he saw Xu Shaoguang's footsteps turn and walk towards the art building.