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"If you don't pretend to be sick, Steward Zhou will prepare porridge for you. ”

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That bowl of porridge last night......

Mo Nanjue clearly said that it was prepared for her by Steward Zhou.

Could it be that he saw her sick before he prepared it?

It's impossible, eighty percent of him knew that she didn't like to drink porridge, so he deliberately tortured her!

The man was uncomfortable not looking at her.

Tong Ran muttered while leaving the Imperial Dragon Garden, and took a taxi directly to the Nanyin Art Institute.

She hadn't been back to school in days.

Tong Ran walked around the dormitory, it was as empty as ever, and the cold dormitory knew that no one had lived in it for a long time.

Art academies are like this, girls can never stay in the dormitory to watch movies and talk about gossip, they all have their own circles and familiar ways, and they are all doing everything to pave the way for the future.

Ruan Yilan is a typical example of a typical.

Tong Ran took a few necessary supplies and put them in his backpack, while calling Lin Qianyan: "Teacher, are you at school?"

"Xiao Ran, where have you been these days?" Lin Qianyan received her call in a slightly unhappy tone, "I'm outside now, and I can't go back for a while." Hurry up and go to the thirteenth floor of Building A, where the Driso Piano Contest will be auditioned, and the day after tomorrow will be the deadline for the next round. ”

"Okay, Mr. Xie Lu, I'll go right away!"

Tong Ran hung up the phone and ran desperately towards Building A, last time Mo Nanjue's bastard returned her entry form, causing her to miss the first round of registration, this time it was the last round, she must catch up!

Where there is opportunity, there is hope.

This is what Brother Luo told her.

Tong Ran ran all the way to the thirteenth floor, she panted and took a registration form, and was burying her head in it, when suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder behind her.

As soon as Tong Ran turned around, he saw Ruan Yilan's arrogant face.

"I said why is this back so familiar, it turned out to be you. Ruan Yilan snorted coldly, looked sideways and saw that she was filling out the form, stretched out her hand covered with nail polish and pulled it hard, and her hands were torn in half as soon as she folded them!

Tong Ran wasn't angry, just watched her movements coldly, "Ruan Yilan, do you think it's interesting to play this kind of game every time?" Or do you get used to doing too many things like this?"

It's either stealing or touching, and if you can't do it, you will rob it openly!

Ruan Yilan really interprets that sentence very well, people are invincible if they are cheap.

She, Ruan Yilan, and Han Qingqing, were originally very good sisters.

But since she stole her original music score, from the day she designed to frame her good sister Han Qingqing and was raped, and from the day she betrayed them for fame and money, they are no longer good sisters!

She tried her best to climb up to Mo Nanjue, she never looked down on her on weekdays, and used countless dark arrows behind their backs, and their relationship was already stiff.

In addition, the time she met her and Mo Nanjue together in Qianhuan Ruan Yilan, it was even worse.

"Tong Ran, although you are arrogant in front of me," Ruan Yi raised his chin slightly and looked at her, with a disdainful smile on his lips, "But why are you so confident now? I think about it, is it because I crawled to Jue's side? I tell Tong Ran, don't be too complacent, Jue won't be interested in a woman like you for too long, and within three weeks, Jue will definitely tell you to leave! Don't even cry when the time comes!"