400 Sister Ran Shot the Entire Network

qr?

Since it was regarding Qin Xiuchen, he directly clicked on qr’s homepage.

Ten million fans, but completely blank information.

But there was a Weibo verification—

“Team OST’s member, QR”

He was a little unfamiliar with the name qr, but not QR. He had even created a new account to add friends with QR.

Qin Ran was a member of Team OST?

Four years ago, only a few people remembered Yang Fei’s words on how he had won the championship with his teammate’s God cards.

But now, they easily reached a conclusion.

QR was Weibo’s qr, the founder of the God cards.

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Film Emperor Qin had no idea what the founder of the God cards was. Upon hearing this, he chuckled, twisted the car key again, and put on his Bluetooth headset. A smile appeared on his usually calm and rigorous face. “Ran Ran has always been very good at games.”

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He sounded a little proud of her.

He slowly drove the car onto the main road.

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On the other end, the manager reached out to flick away the soot from his cigarette. Hearing Film Emperor Qin’s words, his deep eyes narrowed, and he was silent for a while before he spoke very lightly, “Film Emperor Qin, you might not know, but to create the God cards, the skills, magic moves, and appearance all require programming.”

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It wasn’t an ordinary game that could just create a character by randomly clicking a few things.

He wouldn’t have been so anxious to tell Qin Xiuchen if it had been someone else.

After a long while, he sighed.

Qin Ran raised an eyebrow and let him in. “What’s wrong?”

“Just, can you…” Cheng Juan knew that she never paid attention to the things on the Internet. At most, she played games, registered a Weibo, and never posted a single content for a year.

Wiping her hair with a towel, Qin Ran stared at him sideways, motioning for him to continue.

Instead of coming in, Cheng Juan continued leaning on the door frame, his figure long and slender. He looked at her and unhurriedly said, “Can you cover your tracks better.”

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Qin Ran paused.

She threw her towel aside and picked up her phone from the table.

Nan Huiyao had called her five times.