Vol 5 Chapter 141: 141 Yang Fei: Is Qin Yun classmate? (Three more)

Chapter 141 Chapter 141 Are Yang Fei Qin Yun Classmates here? (Three more)
"Yangshen, don't you think it's lively enough?" The coach bowed his head, watching Yang Fei's Weibo post, and threw aside his mobile phone.
How did he forget that the man in front of him revived Yi Jiming's ruthless role when he was alone in the team.
Yang Fei said lightly, "Well."
The coach didn't say anything. After thinking about it, he also took out his mobile phone, opened the Weibo page, and followed Yang Fei's account to follow Qin Jun's trumpet.
If he saw Qin Yue for the first time, he was a little uncertain, but now he has been completely sure who that person is.
Although Yang Fei was impulsive to do so, he could understand it for that person.
"Go train." The coach patted Yang Fei's shoulder and asked him to hurry. "Don't take it with your mobile phone."
Yang Fei managed his sleeves and wanted to talk to Qin Hui.
I don't feel that I have done anything serious, so I go to training lightly.
The coach looked at his back, before he could sigh, the mobile phone in his pocket rang loudly.
He was called by several elite professional players of other teams, or by coaches of other teams.
After picking up, they all asked him if the OST team was recruiting new students, which was better than Yang Fei.
The coach uniformly answered no, it was Yang Fei's friend.
Not many people believed.
After several phone calls, the coach sighed. No wonder someone used Yang Gao to describe Yang Fei.
He was not idle, and went directly to the studio to deal with the next problem.

Class one, class nine.
Lin Siran was writing with a physical paper, and from time to time he tilted his head to look at Qin Yuan.
Qin Yue was sitting on a chair, with Erlang's legs tilted, and turning a foreign language novel casually, without raising his head, "I have something to say."
"Well, who gave you your pen?" Lin Siran put down his pen and said quietly.
"Just, the school doctor's room." Qin Hui returned to her, leaning his head again and asking, "how?"
"Ah, it's okay." Lin Siran raised his eyes and looked at Xia Fei, who was obviously not serious about writing on the left front, and seemed to be lost in thought.
These two men never expected to see such an expensive pen.
Is gold made?
Lin Siran felt that if she was in her hands, she would be reluctant to touch, for fear of being worn.
Qin Yue's cell phone rang and someone was calling her.
No signature, but she knew and didn't answer.
The phone rang again.
Qin Wei took his headphones and mobile phone, lowered his eyebrows, left the classroom and walked towards the bathroom.
She found an unoccupied cubicle, and Da Ma Jin Dao sat on the toilet lid.
"What's the matter?" She put on her headphones and pressed her throat.
Yang Fei, holding Yi Jiming's cell phone, paused.
When I just posted Weibo, it was very cool. When I told Qin Yue now, I was a little bit shy.
"Qin God, there is something," Yang Fei touched his nose, "I ate your Weibo."
Qin Yue squinted his eyes for a moment, and some of them were lethargic. There was not much response from "En".
Yang Fei smiled, there seemed to be light on that delicate face, and he was not afraid to die: "I told the netizens that you are a teammate I want to cooperate with."
Don't be ashamed but proud.
Qin Yan: "..."
Never died?
She hung up the phone very coldly and uninstalled Weibo.
Then he opened his mobile phone, locked his trumpet with Lin Siran's account, and determined that no hacker would be human.
On the other side of the phone, Yang Fei handed the phone to Yi Jiming, and he touched his nose again. "It's nasty. After the afternoon training, you can ask me to take a leave from the coach."
Yi Jiming shaved his head and knew what Yang Fei was going to do. His eyes brightened, "Can you ..."
"No." Yang Fei refused very gently before he finished speaking.

Class nine.
Lin Siran's cell phone in the table hole has been shaking, constantly shaking.
The boy at the front table couldn't stand it anymore. He turned around, knocked on Lin Siran's table, and looked at her very seriously: "Please take a look at your mobile phone, aren't you afraid it will break?"
Lin Siran glanced at him, then felt his cell phone out of the table hole.
The discovery was all news that Weibo rose.
She is a personal Weibo, and there are only a few peers, so there is no comment, and the Weibo reminder is not relevant.
At this moment she opened her whole body aggressively.
Her Weibo even had 999+ news and 999+ likes, as well as 999+ new fans.
Lin Siran reacted for three seconds before she remembered what she was going to do, then quit Weibo without expression, and reopened a few seconds later.
All the content shown above is still 999+.
"What's the matter with you?" Lin Siran looked at the front table as if he was stunned.
Lin Siran did not answer, but opened a message to comment.
"My sister asks who is qr (eat melon)"
"Why is the young lady only concerned about you?"
"Miss ..."
Lin Siran followed these comments into Qin Wei's Weibo, and found that she had 200,000 followers in an instant!
She followed Qin Wei's Weibo to Yang Fei's Weibo, and the whole person was completely aggressive.
As an e-sports star, Yang Fei has long exceeded eight figures, and his latest Weibo 130,000 comments are still increasing.
Followed his comment below to go to Weibo hot search, and found that the two letters "qr" have already become the hot search first by everyone's manual search line.
Whether it is a hot search or an e-sports star like Yang Fei, as a student like Lin Siran, there is absolutely no contact in daily life.
In Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School, a student like Meng Xinran came to the world.
Lin Siran knew that Qin Hui was a little different, but he did not expect that Qin Hui knew Yang Fei himself?
Doesn't seem to matter?
How did Qin Yue know this group of people?
Qin Hui just came back from the toilet, his face was clear and expressionless, but the air pressure around him was low, and the voice in the class gradually became a little quieter.
Lin Siran tilted his head, staring intently at Qin Wei, "Weibo ..."
Qin Yue put his earphones in his ears, his tone calm, "I'm not familiar with him, I don't know why he called me a trumpet."
She said calm and could hardly find any flaws.
Listen carefully, it seems to be gritting.
Lin Siran tilted his head, nodded, and finally came back to God.
Naturally, she didn't know that at the same table, she was not only very familiar with Yang Fei, but also the creator of the three cards in his hand.
Lin Siran picked up the phone again and looked at it a little bit.

There are many rhythms on Weibo.
Before, Meng Xinran's rhythm can be ignored, but afterwards, the rhythm of female esports players who brought OST was too much.
OST officially released a Weibo directly, proving that the first generation of OST members had female players.
It is not because of someone that has made the history of women players.
On the other hand, Yang Fei is the undisputed first person in Kyushu gaming.
Whether it is his three aces, or his personal ability, or he led the domestic team to the international competition ...
He has long been the uncrowned emperor in China.
When the phrase "better than me" was issued, Yang Fei's fans were first shocked.
Then it shocked the professional players in the e-sports circle.
Someone picked up a video of Yang Fei's hand ranking "second" in previous interviews, and they speculated whether this "qr" was the one who ranked first.
They climbed in along the qr number and saw nothing.
Obviously it is a trumpet, there is only one person concerned, few fans, and most of them are zombie fans.
No trace was found.
Then immediately they found that Yi Jiming and OST's coach paid attention to this trumpet.
As soon as the news came out, several coaches of several domestic e-sports teams and several old men of the ace also silently paid attention to this number.
"This guy must be a big guy!"
"It's the first time to see the first generation of retired ace old men come out, I really want to know who this qr is!"
"So is qr really better than Yang Shen?"
"A silent sentence ... is there the first generation of fans, do you think she is Qin Shen ..."
Because there are few first-generation fans, this comment is drowned in the comment army.
Not ten minutes.
The two letters "qr" went on a hot search without Qin Yue unexpectedly.
The words "hand speed first" also came first.
The news was so big that as soon as the news came out, everyone's attention was madly gathered on the point of "more powerful than Yang Fei".
Until the heat subsided a little, these talents responded to a problem.
So what Yang Fei said in the exhibition match that day should be this trumpet qr, not Meng Xinran? !!
So what happened to the next series of rhythms?
In particular, Meng Xinran also posted a Weibo @@ OST team owner today. Not only did the OST team not respond, Yang Fei also posted such a Weibo.
The official website of the OST team also immediately clarified Weibo.
As a result, Meng Xinran's previous Weibo seemed a bit ridiculous.
Meng Xinran's previous fans were all Yang Fei's fans. At the moment, Yang Fei personally tweeted @ 了 正 主, and Yang Fei's fans and some passers-by immediately cancelled the attention to Meng Xinran.
There are also scolding her under the Weibo for the fun or not.
This wave of operations by Meng Xinran is indeed disgusting and treats all netizens as fools.
For this reason, Meng Xinran's black powder rose sharply.
The first few enthusiastic entertainment bloggers saw that the situation was wrong, and immediately deleted the previously reposted Weibo.
However, Meng Xinran's Weibo cannot be deleted. She is a hot topic for netizens. Netizens have taken screenshots of her Weibo for a long time. At this time, deleting it will make her more guilty.
It wasn't too late when Meng Xinran got the news.
It was a picture she had taken from her friends in Beijing.
Because of Yang Fei, these gimmicks had sucked more than a million powders into her, and now all of them have turned into bubbles.
She looked at the screenshot her friend gave her, her fingers pinched.
Some people in the class already looked back at Meng Xinran secretly.
Meng Xinran pursed her lips, her face was cold, how could it not be her? !!
The OST team is always those girls, no one is faster than her hand!
She stared at the trumpet qr, thinking about a Weibo @@ 人 she just sent, her face flushed.
Some could not stand the eyes of others. She took sunglasses and went directly to the office to take a vacation with Li Airong.
Just happened to meet Qin Wei who was looking for by a physics teacher.
Meng Xinran still didn't look at her, and left directly over her.
No deliberate sarcasm, just not looking at her.
For Meng Xinran, she is still embarrassed, and this kind of person is not comparable.

There was a class in the middle of the afternoon, and the news on Weibo circulated only in a small circle.
It was not until the afternoon of school that these students spread slowly.
Qin Yue went directly to the school medical office.
Lu Zhaoying was showing a boy a neck in the school medical office. The other person seemed to be sleeping.
Qin Min put his backpack on the table, Cheng Min looked up.
"Your classmates like your pen very much?" Cheng Zheng put away the scalpel, and when he asked, he was slow.
Qin Yue leaned on the back of his chair, his eyes narrowed and his expression was not so irritating, he said vaguely, "Well."
Cheng Ye pulled the drawer open and took out a pen from the inside. "Like yours, take it to your classmates."
After thinking about it, Cheng Yan said, and said with a serious heart, "You have a bad temper, and it is not easy for someone to be your friend."
Qin Yan: "...?"
She recalled what her grandmother often said, saying that she would be alone when she was afraid she would die.
I always find something similar.
outside.
Lu Zhaoying sent the student who had fallen off the pillow.
Talking to Cheng Mu while brushing Weibo. He didn't brush Weibo very much today. He was afraid that he couldn't help but Meng Xinran.
The school room's door was knocked again.
"Classmate, it's time to get off work ..." Lu Zhaoying played with his mobile phone, looked up, and got stuck in his throat before he finished speaking a word.
The comer wore a black sweater with a cap on his head and a mask on his face.
Hearing Lu Zhaoying's words, he took off his mask, and a very polite smile appeared on his face. "Excuse me, Qin ... Well, is Qin Yun classmate here?"
Lu Zhaoying heard his soul speak out: "Qin ... Qin Xiaoyu, come out to Lao Tzu!"

Is such that.
Qiao Sheng: Lin Siran, do you play the trumpet without me?
My sister-in-law is going to Beijing. Although it will not stay for a few days, it is still a legend (from the whisper of the ticket flower) ...
Good night ^ _ ^
(End of this chapter)