Jing Yuran is not afraid, money, you can still earn it back if you lose, what makes Jing Yuran puzzled is that she has already done that set of papers, how can she still be admitted to the countdown of her age?

Starting from the last place on the list, Jing Yuran's slender fingers slowly swiped across the list on the bulletin board, and each name was watched by Jing Yuran himself.

Han Ziyan stood behind Jing Yuran, watching her carefully check the list, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she didn't remind Jing Yuran, just looked at her quietly.

The more Jing Yuran looked forward, the more bottomless he felt in his heart, it couldn't really be because he was too bad to be on this list. However, what I learned before was not learned to play, so how could it not be to my liking?

No, no, Jing Yuran stopped sliding his index finger on the list, and stood still thinking in place: It stands to reason that even if he has not done the grading test paper of No. 1 Middle School, he must not be bad, and it is impossible to get any bottom few in the exam, not to mention that he has read the original question in the library......

Combined with other people's strange eyes and behaviors, Jing Yuran could only boldly guess that maybe he was not in the last place, but in the front ranking, so they would have envious and admiring eyes.

Jing Yuran walked quickly to the first place on the list, and was just about to count down but saw the name of the first place, "Han Ziyan". Without much surprise, Jing Yuran glanced at Han Ziyan lightly and continued to check his name on the list.

Jing Yuran's finger just slipped to second place, and he stopped there, took his finger away and blocked it again, Jing Yuran couldn't believe it. Second place "Jing Yu Ran". Approaching the bulletin board and looking carefully, looking at it stroke by stroke, Jing Yuran looked at his name so seriously for the first time.

Looking back at Han Ziyan, Jing Yuran rushed over and stood in front of him, his bright eyes reflecting the sunlight, "Did you already know?" ”

Han Ziyan smiled and touched Jing Yu's head, "Well, I knew the results as soon as they were released." It's a shame that you did so well in the exam, why are you so stupid just now when you look at your grades?"

Jing Yuran flashed a little unnaturally, hesitated for a moment and stood in place again, as if this was the first boy to touch her hair besides her brother. "It's the first time I've taken this kind of test, and I can't believe that I can't be too confident in the unknown."

Han Ziyan smiled, put his hand on Jing Yuran's shoulder and asked her to turn around, "Okay, can you leave now, everyone is still there?"

"No classes today?"

"You Miss Jing still have to worry about class?" Han Ziyan looked at Jing Yuran who pouted with a smile, he looked cool on weekdays, but he was childish.

Jing Yuran's childishness seems to be deliberately suppressed, so it is always inadvertently revealed, although Han Ziyan knows a little about Jing Yuran's past, he can't understand everything.

The more mysterious it is, the more people want to explore, but in the end, what they find is nothing more than a scarred and devastated heart.

Han Ziyan had an idea in his heart, which was gradually taking root and breaking the ground, feeding his heart. He wants to protect Jing Yuran's childishness, just a little, he also wants to keep that point. wants her to live freely, and her piece of heaven is guarded by him Han Ziyan.

The two returned to their small base, except for Kwon Yu who was talking on the phone in the corridor, and the rest of them were "eating chicken" inside. Without entering the room, Jing Yuran could hear Lu Shen's wail.

"Ouch, come and save me...... Hurry up, give me medicine...... There's a guy, fight, fight, hurry!! ”

Jing Yuran didn't have to look back to feel Han Ziyan's face full of black lines, in fact, it's true, it's not who she belittles, just Lu Shen's little breaking technique, and she can play with the man and machine (‵▽′)\/.

Pushing open the door and entering the house, Lu Shen was already watching the cooperation of the other three people, and he had to point out from time to time. Jing Yuran didn't want to hit Lu Shen so much, but if Lu Shen commanded for a while, I was afraid that this game would be completely lost.

Jing Yuran walked to the person who was far away from Lu Shen, silently took his mobile phone, and began to change guns and materials, finding the commanding heights to hide his figure. Although Jing Yuran doesn't like to play snipers, he also likes to stand on a high place and kill them.

For no other reason than to see far. Lu Shen commanded for a while, and found that there was always an outlier who acted alone, and when he saw the ID, he wanted to reprimand, only to find that he had changed the person who played the game.

Lu Shen glanced at Han Ziyan and silently swallowed the unspoken words, woo woo, can't he hide if he can't be provoked! Forget it, one less is one less, Lu Shen continued to command the remaining two people to fight.

Soon, all the other teammates except Jing Yuran were killed, and Jing Yuran glanced at Lu Shen while the game character was drinking medicine, and was misunderstood as a provocation by Lu Shen.

Lu Shen, who was fried at one point, couldn't care about Han Ziyan's indifferent eyes, and said ruthlessly, "Sister Dye, this is definitely not my technical problem, it's that they execute too spicy chicken, don't believe it, we'll try it later, and you'll know how good I am, hum." ”

Jing Yuran calmly killed the last character to end the game, looking at Lu Shen, no one has challenged himself for a long time. "Whatever you want."

So, a group of people led Lu Shen to the shooting hall. The shooting hall is the training room of the club, because Lu Shen loves shooting, so he also has a key, and he often practices here alone on weekdays.

Lu Shen has always been confident in his shooting skills and proud of it. So, he wouldn't believe that the poor game was played because of technical problems, and it happened that he was here today, and he was impressed by herself in front of Sister Dye.

Looking at Lu Shen's skillful loading of guns and bullets, Jing Yuran smiled, in the end, he was still a "child" who had not been trained. The guns in the shooting hall are naturally not real, these equipment are all imitated by the school according to the real ones, and the weight and diameter bullets are almost restored to the real guns.

Jing Yuran took the gun in his hand and checked it, and knew that it was not real, although it was said that the imitation was very similar, but the difference between the two could be clearly felt after using the real one. However, this also surprised Jing Yuran, the name of the aristocratic school of No. 1 Middle School is not covered.

In order to show his gentlemanly demeanor, Lu Shen pretended to be modest and asked Jing Yuran to formulate the rules, just because he felt that Jing Yuran was a novice in shooting and would only formulate rules such as the number of rings.

Jing Yuran didn't want to ruin Lu Shen's interest, as he wished, the two of them only competed in the number of rings, and the more people who played, won. Lu Shen put on goggles, put on a standard shooting posture, aimed at the target a hundred meters in front of him, and shot with a bang.

One shot, two shots, the gun hit the target, although I don't know how many rings there are, at least the fact that he doesn't miss the target has made Jing Yuran pay attention to him, and he has a little foundation, but he's still a little worse than himself......