Ma'am You Have Been Uncovered Chapter 336 - Tickets, Invite Nan Huiyao to Enter Class 3.9’s Game Group

Chapter 336: Tickets, Invite Nan Huiyao to Enter Cla.s.s 3.9’s Game Group

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Beijing University’s girls’ dormitory.

When Yang Yi came out of the bathroom, Qin Ran’s table was already empty.

“She went to the library again?” she asked with a lowered voice. Wasn’t she too hardworking?

Other than during bedtime, she hardly saw her all day.

Lifting her head from the textbook, Nan Huiyao slightly frowned. “Yeah, her midterm exam is the Automation exam. A double-degree program is difficult.”

Beijing University’s subjects were difficult, and it already wasn’t easy to complete a major. Thus, double-degree majors naturally had to work harder than ordinary people.

Opposite, Leng Peishan had finished packing her books and was wearing earrings while looking in the mirror. Hearing this, she turned her head and said, “She still hasn’t given up on the double degree?”

“No.” Nan Huiyao checked her watch. There was an open cla.s.s tonight, so she put away her book.

Suddenly remembering something, she turned to look at Leng Peishan. “Peishan, do you have tickets? My cla.s.s monitor wants it.”

“Your cla.s.s monitor?” Leng Peishan put on her earrings and then put on her lipstick.

“Chu Heng.” Nan Huiyao propped her hand on the back of the chair.

Leng Peishan paused while applying her lipstick.

Geniuses from all over the country were gathered at Beijing University. It wasn’t easy for freshmen to make a name for themselves unless they were very good-looking like Qin Ran, who had G.o.dly visuals and had shot to fame during military training.

As for the other freshmen… not many were outstanding. But Leng Peishan knew of Chu Heng. He was Beijing’s top scorer for the college entrance examination, with a score of 728. He had even been on the news for several days after the release of the results.

Putting on her lipstick properly, she took her book and glanced at Nan Huiyao. “I don’t have cla.s.s tonight, coincidentally. I’ll go to cla.s.s with you guys.”

**

In Beijing University’s Student Union’s office, the President was in a meeting with the ministers and vice-ministers of various departments.

Two knocks sounded on the door.

Hong Tao opened the door and entered in a hurry. He had yet to change out of his lab coat at night.

The President of the Student Union quickly got up. “President? Why are you here?”

Hong Tao was the Student Union’s previous President. Glancing around, he asked, “Do you still have my tickets here?”

The reason why the Student Union had Song Luting’s tickets was solely because of him.

“Yes.” The President hurriedly stopped the meeting and stood up to bring Hong Tao to the office. He opened the drawer and pulled out the tickets. “There are four tickets left.”

Hong Tao glanced at them and saw that they were the second-row tickets. “That’s fine.” He reached out for them.

Holding the tickets, he didn’t converse further with the President and just flipped through the information on his phone with his head lowered. Qin Ran’s dormitory address was written on his phone.

It was almost 9 pm, and the street lights on the campus gradually turned on. Hong Tao pressed on the bicycle’s handbrakes and called Qin Ran to ask where she was.

She was still in the library.

Many people were inside, and the Auntie would normally clear the s.p.a.ce if the seat was empty for more than 20 minutes.

She didn’t go down to find him.

Putting down her pen, she took her phone to the outdoor balcony and directly called Nan Huiyao. “Where are you?” she asked while casually leaning against the wall.

Nan Huiyao gave her an address.

Recalling the map of Beijing University in her mind, Qin Ran realized she was very close and touched her chin thoughtfully. “Wait a few minutes, I’ll ask my senior to pa.s.s you something.”

**

On the other end of the phone, Nan Huiyao and the others had just left the teaching building.

The people from Xing Kai’s dormitory were enthusiastically chatting with Leng Peishan. “You’re from the Computer Science Department, but you can still get two tickets. The Physics Department’s seniors didn’t even save any for the freshmen.”

“I just happen to know a senior who knows the previous President.” Smiling lightly, Leng Peishan glanced at Chu Heng, who was walking behind with his hands in his pocket.

“Nan Huiyao doesn’t even talk about Qin Ran. Leng Peishan, do you know what she does all day?” The boys in Xing Kai’s dormitory were obviously more interested in Qin Ran.

Leng Peishan’s smile remained unchanged. “She probably went to see her boyfriend. I think her boyfriend has already graduated a long time ago and is a member of society, so he doesn’t appear on campus often.”

“Boyfriend?” Xing Kai’s roommate immediately beat his chest in dismay. After a long while, he recovered and sighed. “Sure enough, beautiful women have their masters.”

Leng Peishan maintained her smile without saying anything.

While walking in front, Nan Huiyao hung up the phone and said very apologetically, “I’m sorry, I have to wait for Ran Ran’s senior. You guys can head back first.”

“It doesn’t matter, it won’t take long.” Xing Kai and the others immediately said that they could wait together.

He glanced at Chu Heng, who also nodded, so they stood there waiting for Qin Ran’s senior.

Within a few minutes, Hong Tao saw Nan Huiyao.

At a glance, he recognized the girl with a fair-skinned babyface, who was wearing a white T-s.h.i.+rt and blue denim hot pants.

He squeezed his bicycle’s handbrake and placed his feet on the ground. “You’re Junior Qin’s roommate?”

“Yes. h.e.l.lo, senior.” Nan Huiyao politely greeted him.

As a member of the Student Union, Leng Peishan had seen the photos at the Student Union’s office and recognized him as their celebrity. “Senior Hong.”

Glancing at her, Hong Tao didn’t recognize her and just nodded very perfunctorily. “h.e.l.lo.”

“Junior, this is what Junior Song wants to pa.s.s to Junior Qin.” He took out a few tickets from his pocket and handed them to Nan Huiyao. “I have matters to attend to, so I’ll head back first.”

Those who could enter Beijing University weren’t ordinary people. Although Hong Tao was too ordinary compared to Song Luting’s resume, he was still considered extremely good compared to other people. As the Student Union’s President and a member of the laboratory, he had the right to be proud.

Other than Nan Huiyao, whom Qin Ran told him about, he didn’t bother greeting the others. After exchanging phone numbers with Nan Huiyao, he left on his bicycle.

He… rushed back to sleep.

The signs of the laboratory were very obvious in his clothes.

It was the dream of countless people in Beijing University’s school forum.

After hearing Hong Tao mention “Junior Song,” Nan Huiyao naturally guessed that he was referring to Song Luting, so she was rather calm when receiving the tickets.

Glancing at Qin Ran’s WeChat message, she turned to Chu Heng. “Ran Ran has four tickets, but she’s not going. I’ll give them to you guys.”

The boys in Cla.s.s 1 had taken good care of the only two girls in their cla.s.s ever since the military training and were very close to them, so Nan Huiyao wasn’t overly-courteous.

Staring at Hong Tao’s back, Xing Kai confirmed his doubt with her. “Nan Huiyao, was that the senior from the laboratory just now?”

“Yeah,” Nan Huiyao calmly replied.

Leng Peishan also retracted her gaze, feeling extremely complicated.

First, it had been the Yunguang Consortium’s computer. She originally thought that Qin Ran’s boyfriend who had “stepped into society” had helped her. But what about Hong Tao now…

She pursed her lips involuntarily. Qin Ran’s methods were really not to be underestimated.

**

Instead of going to Song Luting’s speech, Qin Ran spent her time either in the library or in the nuclear engineering cla.s.sroom. Apart from bedtime, even Nan Huiyao rarely saw her.

It was Sat.u.r.day.

There weren’t any open cla.s.ses or electives, and the library was closed. Both Yang Yi and Nan Huiyao were in the bedroom.

Nan Huiyao saw that Qin Ran was too busy, but she still wanted to pull her to play games every day.

Other than her, Cla.s.s 3.9 also felt the same way.

Looking up from the music score, Qin Ran said with a throbbing head, “Wait, I’ll pull you into the game group.”

Nan Huiyao regretfully nodded. She had a lot of groups, so adding another one didn’t matter. “Okay, put me in.”

Qin Ran found the group built by Qiao Sheng and Cla.s.s 3.9, then pulled Nan Huiyao into it. She chatted privately with Qiao Sheng and asked him to verify her.

On the other side, Qiao Sheng received Qin Ran’s news.

Hearing that Nan Huiyao was Qin Ran’s roommate and had even been introduced to this group, he immediately went to verify her.

After he tagged Nan Huiyao and the people in the group all saw that she had been invited by Qin Ran, they basically lined up to welcome her and even made an appointment to play games together.

The group was very joyful, so Nan Huiyao also added them casually. Slightly unaccustomed to the enthusiasm, she said a few words, then opened the group information to take a look. The group name was “Today is another day to pay homage to Sister Ran.”

Giggling, she closed the group chat.

After Qin Ran pulled her into the group, she took a picture of her written music score, clicked on Yan Xi’s profile, and directly sent it to him. Then, she started packing her books.

“Are you going to the library today?” Yang Yi climbed off her bed.

Qin Ran picked up her backpack. “No, I’m going back.”

While pulling the zipper, she returned a message to Cheng Juan, then left the bedroom after bidding farewell to Nan Huiyao and Yang Yi.

Leng Peishan didn’t speak. Previously, she basically socialized with people from the Student Union. But these two days, she realized Nan Huiyao was close to Chu Heng, so she had subconsciously stayed behind in the dormitory. Unfortunately, Nan Huiyao, Chu Heng, Xing Kai, and the others weren’t easy to approach, and she had achieved no progress even after several days.

After Qin Ran left, she turned on her phone, clicked on Ouyang Wei’s WeChat profile, and sent her a message—

[Cousin, can you lend me your Kyushu Tour account?]