Madam, Your Vest Fell Again

Qin Ran wasn’t easy to get close to, but after a while, they found that she was a good person.

She wasn’t like Xu Yaoguang, whose coldness could reject people from a thousand miles away.

It was mostly girls who came to watch the show.

There were also some boys, but besides Qiao Sheng, nobody else dared to go closer and just smiled from afar.

Yan Xi was definitely one of the most popular stars online.

As a capable singer, his appearance was also way above the common crowd even when placed among the other famous stars.

But what he was most famous for was his strength in the music industry after five years. In five years, he had already won the Chinese Award for his first song during his debut.

After his second song became popular in China, it also trended abroad.

He didn’t produce many albums every year. As a professional singer, he produced at most ten songs each year, and each of them was a best feature.

His style was changeable. Dark, rock, healing, love songs, fresh songs… he sang everything.

Since his debut, he had released a total of six albums, most of which were limited edition and sold out the moment they were released.

Yan Xi had thousands of fans, but there weren’t many fans who really collected all his albums.

His early albums were basically gone.

But right now, in the box in Lin Siran’s hands were six albums neatly placed inside.

The most important thing was that these six albums also had a pedestal on the bottom and had a trophy in the shape of a trumpet on it.

Everyone in China knew that three months ago, Yan Xi had won the highest international honor award—the Grammy Award.

When the news broke, Yan Xi had caused the Weibo server to be down for two hours.

The whole nation praised him.

No more than five people had received this award in China, but they were all old artists and there was also a band amongst them.

Yan Xi was the first person to win this highest honor award with his own personal songs.

Many people on the Internet said that he looked like a girl, that he had a sugar daddy behind him, but no one ever insulted his abilities.

This Grammy trophy was in the shape of a trumpet and had been put on Weibo for a week, so almost everyone knew about it.

After about a minute of silence, Xia Fei pointed to the trophy and stuttered, “Oh… Oh my God!”contemporary romance

Qiao Sheng also cleared this throat. “This… is?”

Qin Ran thought that just a few albums probably didn’t need such a big reaction?

She put aside her book and tilted her head slightly before seeing the trophy on the album.

Qin Ran: “…?”

“I found someone online and ordered from her.” Qin Ran was silent for a moment before taking the trophy back. She put her finger on the trumpet and tapped along the edge. “The album is yours.”

She finished talking.

The crowd also burst like a balloon that had been punctured.

“Is this my husband’s album?!”

“Oh my God, there is his poster as well. I queued for two hours last time and couldn’t even buy it. And this is even a signed version?!”

“Ahhhhh, what are you doing, Lin Siran?! Let us take a look, let us look! Just! Once!”

“…”

These female students didn’t even care about Qiao Sheng and squeezed him aside.

The group of girls didn’t stop until the bell of self-study rang. The monitor shouted twice, and when nobody bothered about him, he rubbed his nose and sat down again.

The person sitting at the back door stared at the door so that he could inform the class when the director came.

When nobody was paying attention to her, Qin Ran opened her Weibo and found an image. Expressionlessly, she sent four words—

[Are their brains damaged?]

The class was still talking about the albums. A group of girls was chattering away, and even the boys were whispering.

Wu Yan’s expression wasn’t very good. She was also a member of this debate contest and was sitting behind writing her manuscript with a pen while checking the information, but everyone around her was talking about Qin Ran and Yan Xi’s album.

“Let’s quickly organize the debate materials, it’s starting in a few days.” With Qiao Sheng around, she didn’t dare to offend Qin Ran and only said this as she stood up.

Lin Siran immediately asked Qin Ran to help her keep the albums while she took out her notebook and pen to discuss at the back.

She got up and stopped again. “Ran Ran, are you coming?”

“No,” Qin Ran threw her phone on the table and replied. “Write well, I’ll just help you guys read it when it’s time.”

At the back of the classroom. Wu Yan heard this and pursed her lips, her grip tightening on the pen.

She raised her head and glanced at Xu Yaoguang, who was holding a pen and writing seriously. He had just taken his gaze away from Qin Ran and didn’t say a word.

Wu Yan felt even more depressed.

**

The next morning, Qin Ran went to the school doctor’s office.

Lu Zhaoying wasn’t inside and Cheng Juan helped to inspect her wounds. Her fingertips were a bit cold and the gauze was a little wet. He stared at it for a while and sneered. “Did you dig a mine yesterday?”

Qin Ran’s hand rested on the table and the wound that had been healing yesterday was bleeding again.

She also glanced at it. No wonder it hurt. “No, I was hit by my roommate yesterday.”

Wu Yan had been carrying a large basin of water when she was knocked by a girl who had come to look at the album. She had hit the table with her hand and had even been drenched in water.

Cheng Juan was silent for a while, thinking about something. Then, he said, “Your agility is useless, eh?”

Qin Ran put her hands on the table and glanced at him. She didn’t talk back for once and just laughed.

This scene was quite familiar. When they were young, Qin Yu’s hand had been injured, so she had pouted and went to find Ning Qing and Qin Hanqiu. They had scolded her fiercely, but their actions had been light as if they were afraid of hurting her.

Qin Ran supported her chin and smiled. When she looked back again, she saw a brown envelope wrapped in a file on the table.

On it, two words were written: [Ninghai 712].

She paused, but her expression remained the same.

When Qin Ran was about to return to class, Lu Zhaoying came back with his mobile phone.

He saw Qin Ran and hung up the phone. Then, he greeted her and asked her about her hand before entering the school doctor’s office.

As soon as he entered, he saw Cheng Juan sitting expressionlessly on the chair with a bloody piece of gauze in front of him. He sneered. “Did you scold Qin Ran again?”

Cheng Juan withdrew his gaze and stared at him before nodding absent-mindedly.

He turned his gaze to the documents and picked it up, saying softly, “The case file of 712. I looked over it twice and found a few suspicious points. She was indeed present, but the information has been erased.”

“Oh?” Lu Zhaoying reacted and realized that Cheng Juan was talking about Qin Ran.

He didn’t know what role to play.

**

Li Airong arranged an English paper during the afternoon.

Qin Yu took out her phone and said quietly to the English representative, “I’m about to find the Physics teacher, let me help you get it.”

The English representative was very grateful.

When she arrived at the office, Wu Yan was over there to pick up the English papers. Her expression wasn’t very good.

“What’s wrong?” Qin Yu took the English papers and asked casually.

Wu Yan was in Qin Yu’s clique. They were all girls and she could feel that Qin Yu also didn’t like Qin Ran.

“We have a debate, and the people in the class have all voted for the representations.” Wu Yan had managed to squeeze into the group after much difficulty and could participate with Xu Yaoguang, but Qin Ran had entered without even raising her hand. At the thought of this, she felt both angry and jealous. “Only Qin Ran didn’t do anything. Furthermore, they have all unanimously decided that Qin Ran should end the speech, but on what grounds can she do that? She didn’t do anything and can still use our efforts to deliver her speech, what if the teacher asks her about it?”

Qin Yu listened to her and fell silent.

Then, she laughed. “She probably won’t mess it up.”

Wu Yan snorted and said a little maliciously, “Who knows? There are a few English idioms in it and she might not say it well.”

The two of them walked all the way and heard a few people discussing Qin Ran.

They were still talking excitedly about Qin Ran when they passed and didn’t even look at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu grasped the test papers tighter, not used to the feeling of being ignored.

They walked to the corner. Wu Yan had to go upstairs and Qin Yu had to go downstairs.

“Help me take the papers, I’m going to the toilet.” Qin Yu paused and handed the papers to Wu Yan.

“Okay.” Wu Yan took it.

Qin Yu didn’t have a pocket and handed her phone to Wu Yan.

Wu Yan took it and put it on top of the test papers.

Qin Yu’s phone was unlocked.

It lit up at a single touch.

Inside was an album.

Wu Yan didn’t want to pry into her privacy, so she reached out to turn off the phone, but when she looked at the wallpaper that had lit up, she paused.

The background was very dark, and the street lights were turned on. There was a black Mercedes on the side and a man who looked quite old with his back to the camera.

The two of them seemed to be holding hands.

Wu Yan’s gaze fell on the woman.

In the picture, the woman’s face was very clear. Wu Yan’s heart thumped quickly when she recognized her—

The person in the picture was Qin Ran.

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