Nan Huiyao followed Qin Ran downstairs and slowed down when she heard that she wanted to see her friend.

She is familiar with Qin Ran, but she doesn't know her friends after all, so she's embarrassed to go there.

"Or why myself..." Nan Huiyao opened her mouth.

Qin Ran raised her eyebrows, "There are two alumni, let's go, right in the cafeteria."

"How many people do you have with your friends?" Nan Huiyao followed Qin Ran.

"Three." Qin Ran stopped at the first floor of the Baguan Canteen, threw in a few coins, and took out two cans of Coke.

All three of them were admitted to the University of Beijing?

Nan Huiyao didn’t know what expression to look at Qin Ran. Could it be that this is the legendary feathers of birds of a feather flock together?

Qin Ran threw a can of Coke to Nan Huiyao, holding the phone in one hand, and without putting it back in her pocket, she pulled the pull-up ring with one hand and took a sip.

Nan Huiyao held the Coke, followed Qin Ran and walked to the third floor.

The first and second floors of the Eighth Canteen are served on the first and second floors, and the order is single on the third floor. The average per capita is much more expensive than the first and second floors.

It is five o'clock now, and it is not the usual afternoon end time. There are not many people on the third floor. I look at it from a distance and there are only a few tables of people.

Nan Huiyao looked around, "Where are your friends?"

Qin Ran shook the can of Coke in her hand casually, and raised her chin to the table next to the innermost window, "There's there."

Nan Huiyao is myopic, but her condition is not high, so she can see two figures there.

It was at the table within two minutes.

"Sister Ran, you'll try again." Wei Zihang held a cigarette in his mouth and didn't dare to light it. He wrapped his hands around his chest and leaned against the back of the chair.

He does not have the temperament that Master Wei has accumulated, and his handsomeness exudes unruly voluptuousness.

Pan Mingyue and him were sitting opposite him.

"Hello," Seeing Nan Huiyao following Qin Ran, Wei Zihang pressed his hand on the table, "I am Wei Zihang, from the school opposite."

Qin Ran sat on the iron chair, "Funny, Nan Huiyao."

The three of them introduced each other.

Nan Huiyao came to her senses, she sat next to Qin Ran and let out a breath. It was indeed Qin Ran’s friend, and her appearance was too high.

Those who can get along with Qin Ran like a bad temper can get along with Wei Zihang and the others, but Pan Mingyue talks less, and most of them are Wei Zihang and Nan Huiyao.

Qin Ran leaned against the side and drank Coke.

"Ran Ran said you have three people..." Nan Huiyao glanced around and remembered that Qin Ran said there were three people.

"Brother Song is going to order food. He is more familiar to us at Jingda University," Wei Zihang put down his cigarette and waved behind Nan Huiyao, "Here you come."

Nan Huiyao subconsciously turned around.

Wei Zihang is very popular at A University, but after all, he is not from the school. Nan Huiyao is a freshman, so he doesn’t know much.

Pan Mingyue has always been a library dormitory and classroom. In the vast world of Beijing University, she is not as irresistible as Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School, and is only slightly famous in this department.

But Song Luting is different. His popularity can be seen from the tickets that were stolen today.

The first person to be the first to enter the laboratory at the beginning of the semester of Peking University, and now his glorious incidents are still there in the school post bar.

After so many days in college, Nan Huiyao finally knew what the laboratory is equivalent to—

If a student from Peking University wants to enter the laboratory, he will go to Peking University like a student from an ordinary high school to take the exam, which is probably the same.

In addition to meeting the mid-term and final exams, there are other assessments.

Nan Huiyao was simply amazed by the question of the assessment in the post bar. Sure enough, the laboratory is not something that ordinary people can enter.

And Song Luting...

Not only Nan Huiyao is a god-like existence for the entire Peking University students, but also the unreasonable celebrities of Peking University are more popular than the list of 100 school beauties.

Song Luting's news about the laboratory this year completely blew up the seniors and sisters and became famous in one fell swoop. In the first semester of his freshman year, he lived in seclusion in the physics department, and there were not many people who knew him.

So, when he saw Song Luting coming over with a tray, Nan Huiyao sat on the stool with some fantasy.

"I am Song Luting, from the sophomore physics department." Song Luting sat next to Wei Zihang, took out the bowls and chopsticks from the plate, and spoke calmly.

He handed the tray to Wei Zihang and asked him to get the remaining vegetables.

Nan Huiyao responded stiffly, held the chopsticks stiffly, and then pulled the Coke pull ring stiffly.

Qin Ran replied to Nan Huiyao: "She may be your fan. She just got two of your tickets in the dormitory, and she was so happy like a madman."

Song Luting smiled, "The tickets outside are basically backstage tickets."

Wei Zihang served the dishes one by one.

"I'll tell you about the midterm exam." Song Luting looked up at Qin Ran and spoke very clearly.

Qin Ran didn't care much, "What?"

"Don't be slutty," Song Luting calmly picked up the chopsticks and looked at her, "I mean the Holmes password."

“The same goes for final exams.”

After a pause, Song Luting spoke again, "Maybe it won't be enough to wait for the end of the term."

"I can't even if you don't say it. I promised President Guojiang to take the exam well," Qin Ran stretched out her hand and flicked the broken hair that was sliding to the edge of her eyes. It was neither too late, "If the mid-term exam is not over... it is very important?"

Qin Ran didn't understand the rules of the laboratory yet, so she kept focusing on nuclear engineering textbooks.

"Important. The Department of Physics selects people to participate in the laboratory assessment based on professional results. Now the laboratory is divided into serious disciplines. Principal Zhou is likely to put you in the laboratory in advance before the next resource allocation. In this year's assessment, he should have signed up for you." Song Luting looked at the jumping sunlight outside the window and looked correct.

He could guess Principal Zhou’s thoughts after a little thought.

Qin Ran supported her chin with her hand, "What do you say?"

"Three major laboratories, the medical laboratory is at the junction of Peking University and A University, and the it laboratory is at the junction of Peking University and A University," Song Luting turned his eyes back, "The laboratory is not only the people of Peking University, but also A University. Of course, other forces in the magic capital have basically been assimilated by Peking University and A University. The two universities are also competing for the quota of the institute. If he signs up, the first round of screening will be your midterm exam."

Qin Ran nodded and turned her chopsticks in her hand: "I understand."

Song Luting just mentioned casually, without knowing that Qin Ran attached great importance to what he said, so that she attached more importance to the midterm exam than the college entrance examination.

The few people haven't seen each other for a long time. After dinner, they sat here and chatted for a long time. It was not until the get out of class was over at half past five, and the number of people gradually increased and they did not disperse.

Qin Ran took Nan Huiyao back to the dormitory, but Nan Huiyao didn't say anything along the way.

I don't know what I'm thinking about.

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Yi asked when he arrived at the dormitory.

Nan Huiyao looked at the two tickets for Song Luting’s speech on the table and raised her head: “Ah, it’s okay, I’ll think about it again.”

**

Here, Song Luting also returned to the laboratory.

The middle-aged man wearing a lab coat came in in a hurry: "How is it, did she agree to be my apprentice?"

Song Luting slowly put on his coat, buttoned it up, and replied without changing his face: "I asked."

"No."

The middle-aged man touched Kong Kong's head, his face full of confusion, "It doesn't exist? How could he disagree to be my apprentice? It's impossible..."

Hong Tao walked by with an experimental equipment silently, with a black smoke ring, and looked at the professor sleepy and sympathetic...

I wonder if Song Luting’s two sisters cannot mention them? He just called her sister twice and hadn’t closed her eyes for three days.

Song Luting put on his coat and suddenly remembered something, "Senior, do you still have tickets?"

Hong Tao was shocked, "Supreme vote, junior, what are your instructions?"

"Give my sister a few pictures, Qin Ran."

Hong Tao's eyes lit up, "I will definitely deliver it to Senior Sister Qin!"

**

The second underground floor of the laboratory.

The person in charge is checking the list of applicants this year.

There are two physical laboratory assessments every year, at the end of March and at the beginning of December.

Registration must be carried out in advance for each exam. The list of early December ended today. The person in charge had just received the list submitted by Zhou Shan, the president of Peking University.

"Freshman?" The person in charge was stunned when he saw Qin Ran's name.

The assistant beside him heard the voice of the person in charge and looked over, "You can't make a mistake, right? I'll ask the professor at Kyoto University."

Three minutes later, the assistant came back with the phone.

The person in charge pushed down his glasses and asked: "How?"

"Principal Zhou personally replied that the list was not wrong." The assistant put the phone back in his pocket and replied to the person in charge.

The laboratory director didn't worry about anything anymore. He directly typed the word "Qin Ran" into the list, thinking, "Zhou Shan is very confident this year, and it is probably another good show."

Because Peking University had done this before, I signed up for a freshman, Song Luting, who showed his strength in the laboratory. At that time, the laboratory made several calls to confirm that the president of Peking University did not report the wrong name, but Song Luting only signed up at the end of March of the following year...

From December this year, the overall class time for freshmen to attend school is less than half as long as Song Luting is. What will Peking University do this year?

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...The weather is so good...
Chapter completed!