Movie/TV: How could my sister be Qiao Jingjing?

After Qiao Yu logged off, "Big Muscle Man" asked another author, "Chu Yi," in the group chat.

The author in the first year of junior high school is an experienced writer, and one who is quite well-known.

【Zhu Xian?】

Yes, you've seen it?

No, I think the title is quite good; it has a nice, evocative quality.

I agree. Moreover, I think his creativity extends beyond just the title; the text itself is even better.

Really? Let me see.

I opened the link sent by Big Muscle Man at 1 a.m.

It’s better not to look at it.

At first glance...

He became quiet in the first year of junior high.

He turned around and looked at his new book again.

He then chose to delete it with one click.

After a while.

Big Muscle Man sent another message to the first-year student.

How was the writing?

[Ahem…]

【how? 】

I will be releasing a book sometime in the future.

【why? 】

Compared to the wildly popular "Zhu Xian," I think my new book is just a pile of crap.

[(Panic)]

……

At 12:30, the two classes ended.

It was just time for dinner.

The students poured out of the classroom.

In the blink of an eye, the building was deserted.

As soon as Qiao Yu stepped out of the classroom, a tall and burly guy chased after him, grabbed him around the waist, and dragged him back into the classroom.

The way they acted was as if they were about to forcibly take advantage of a respectable woman.

Qiao Yu relaxed his tense body.

He was half-dragged, half-carried back to the classroom.

Yang Zihang pressed Qiao Yu back into his seat, gave a clumsy but firm salute:

"Report to the dormitory head, there is a traitor among us."

Zhou Songqing and Zheng Qianli sat imposingly on the desk, their eyes looking down at each other.

Upon hearing this, dormitory head Zheng Qianli slammed his hand on the table and said with satisfaction:

"You handled it very well."

Experienced driver Qiao Yu angrily retorted, "Get lost, you bastard!"

Zhou Songqing snorted, "Still dare to talk back? Second Battalion Commander, where's your Italian cannon? Third Battalion Commander, your human cannon is ready to be deployed at any time."

Yang Zihang unbuckled his belt with a cold expression.

Zheng Qianli chuckled strangely.

"What does the organization want with me?" Qiao Yu said helplessly, "In the three years since I joined the organization, I have worked diligently, vowed to defend the motherland to the death, and obeyed the organization's arrangements. I have absolutely not taken a single needle or thread from the people."

I have no idea what's wrong with my roommates.

But they cooperated seamlessly.

"Alright, let me ask you, what are the room rules for dormitory 530?"

Zhou Songqing used a book as a gavel and slammed it down hard.

Qiao Yu hesitated for a moment, then honestly replied:

"Four bachelors with one heart, best friends are as important as a mountain. They only love their fifth sister, and whoever gets married becomes impotent."

Several girls who were tidying up their books looked over in surprise.

Qiao Yu felt so ashamed that he wanted to cover his face.

Zhou Songqing patted Qiao Yu on the shoulder, his expression serious, and said in a deep voice:

"Since you know, I won't say any more. Brother, may you rest in peace. We'll still be comrades in the next life."

Yang Zihang made a move to pull out his Italian cannon.

"Please, organization, take note!"

Qiao Yu was shocked. "I did not violate the dormitory rules of Room 530. I am innocent."

"I'm still single, and we're all single, so why should single people make things difficult for other single people..."

"Hey, holy crap, you're actually pulling it out..."

Zhou Songqing sneered: "Then tell me what happened with that phone call last time, and what about going to the movies with that girl yesterday? The evidence is irrefutable, there's no room for your excuses. Go in peace..."

Qiao Yu looked at Zheng Qianli with disbelief.

Damn it, this guy betrayed me!

……

New book launch, please support!

Thank you all for the flowers!

30 tricks and counter-tricks; game screen mirroring

Qiao Yu finally understood, and rolled his eyes, saying:

"The organization's investigation was too crude and needs improvement. The person who made the call was my sister, not someone I can have sex with right now, so I am still a good comrade."

"Comrade Qianli insisted on going to the movie; I couldn't stop him. He's the prime suspect. Second Battalion Commander, please take back your Italian cannon; Third Battalion Commander, please take back your human cannon as well."

"really?"

"Realer than real gold."

Zhou Songqing said with a smile, "The organization has misunderstood you. Your brother-in-law is pregnant, pregnant!"

"Hey, that's not the right way to address someone."

"Brother-in-law, don't be impatient. Let your brothers-in-law explain it to you slowly... Single people are losers in society!"

"After careful consideration, the organization felt that the dormitory regulations were inhumane and should be abolished or amended."

Yang Zihang continued, "For the prosperity of the country and the development of society, we should actively give birth to outstanding offspring for our motherland."

Zheng Qianli: "Therefore, Comrade Qiao Yu, for the sake of the motherland and the people, you should actively recommend outstanding girls with big breasts, perky buttocks, and long legs to the organization."

"The dormitory head makes a good point, I second that."

"I also agree."

Yang Zihang and Zheng Qianli voted in favor.

"I, I'm going..."

Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what he meant.

Damn, I've been tricked again.

“Reporting to the organization, I have something to say. It is our duty to dedicate everything to the organization. However, you, the dormitory head, are known as an experienced driver. You have slept with countless girls from bad families. You are a complete scumbag. How can I push the girl into a fire pit?”

Zheng Qianli roared, "You dare call me scum? Second Battalion Commander, where the hell is your Italian cannon?"

"No, no, no, don't misunderstand, I'm not targeting you." Qiao Yu said disdainfully, "What I mean is, everyone here is scum."

Don't think you're the only ones who know how to use tricks!

"Find a fight!"

"Kill him."

"My greatsword is itching for a fight."

The four children ran out of the classroom, playfully fighting. The sky was overcast.

There was no sun; it was a cloudy day.

A cool breeze was blowing; it was a very comfortable day in the sweltering summer.

The three of them had lunch on the first floor of the cafeteria.

There's a huge screen next to it, and the game being projected onto the screen is perfect for watching while eating.

I usually use it to project movies and videos.

Of course, some people will also stream a real game of Honor of Kings from their screen.

However, very few people dare to show off their gaming skills in public.

After all, it's understandable if you're not good at picking up girls.

If you're bad at the game, it's purely a matter of hand speed.

Dishes are fine, but not dishes served openly and honestly!

And this moment.