Chapter 23

At 6:30 p.m., I made an appointment with Lao Wang in dormitory 304. Li Liang took them to a fish grill near the school. There were eight people in two bedrooms, ordering two eight pound black fish, six or seven dishes of side dishes, and a beer.

This fish grill is not far from the school. It's one of the "canteens" of the 303 dormitory dinner. Because this fish grill is very authentic... Qin Ze, Li Lianghu, a local. Liu Ziqiang's family is in the adjacent JS. Zhao's appearance tells him that he is a northeast man. If it's not authentic, they can't eat it, but it's delicious for sure.

In half an hour, two baking pans were served. The waiter lit the alcohol fuel in the oven and put down the baking pan.

Eight mature big black fish lie in the boiling red colorful oil soup, covered with red pepper, coriander, bean skin, mushrooms, onions and other vegetables, and under the body is a layer of bean sprouts, lunch meat, lotus root slices

The heat is steaming, the fish smell is rich, and several guys are shaking their fingers.

"Wait!" Li Liang pressed his hand to stop Zhao Ba Liang who was about to move chopsticks, Took a breath: "Today, I want to say thank you to my brothers. Zhangmingyu, the dog who didn't have a son, is a thief. Whether he really came to Qin Ze or not, anyway, it was me who was smashed. You can swallow it, and I was smashed in vain. When he said he wanted to gamble with basketball, even I thought we had no hope of winning, but you didn't flinch, and finally TM really won, which was a pleasant tone. But I It's still not that you want to thank, but that you didn't take money for private... Don't say much about hypocritical words. Everyone used to be brothers, and will still be brothers in the future. If you have difficulties and troubles, shout, and do everything for your brothers without hesitation. "

"There's no need to do anything," said Old Wang youyou. "You can't go to health care without money. Brother, if you really want to make up for it, give the chrysanthemums."

Li Liang instantly tightened the chrysanthemum, twisted his buttocks, pinched the orchid fingers, and whispered softly, "I can bully you into entering the house, press you too hard, and you can lift your buttocks to meet the crowd."

Qin Ze and Zhao Ba Liang shivered slowly, made eye contact, and shouted in unison, "second battalion commander, where's your TM's Italian cannon?"

Liu Ziqiang rolled his eyes: "when you meet this bitch, Lao Tzu's Italian cannon will also be silenced."

Qin Ze ate until 7:30 p.m. and left early without drinking. His roommates knew that he had participated in the "work", so they didn't give him alcohol. Otherwise, such a top hero would pestle him and never give up until he got drunk.

Qin Ze took time to send a message to Qin Baobao: "I won't come back for dinner tonight."

"Oh!" Qin Baobao's concise reply, Qin Ze strolled slowly to the subway station. As soon as he stepped into the platform, he received a message from her: "you eat yours, and I'll wait for my brother to come back and cook."

You can smell deep resentment and anger across the screen.

Qin Ze cursed "fuck", swiped his card out of the station, and bought a strawberry butter crisp, tuna fish sandwich, two egg tarts, and a box of yogurt at a Paris Betty's nearby.

Get home before eight, because it's only ten minutes away.

When I opened the door and entered the house of nearly 90 square meters, the porch light was not on, the room light was not on, and a glass chandelier was on in the living room. The sonorous and powerful music echoed in the empty and dark space. It was Qin Baobao watching an anti Japanese drama.

She sat cross legged on the sofa, wearing casual shorts, a white vest, with a ball head, a smooth forehead, a snow-white slender neck, round white shoulders, a shocking chest size, and then down is a suddenly shrunken slim waist.

Squinting, he glanced at Qin Ze gently and kept looking at her Anti Japanese film without saying a word.

Qin Ze put the cake egg tart yogurt on the glass tea table in front of her. "Didn't you eat dinner? I brought you a cake."

Qin Baobao snorted.

Qin Ze said helplessly, "I played a game at noon today and won. My roommate invited me in the evening. It's hard to shirk."

Qin Baobao disdained and said, "it's none of my business."

Qin Ze "Oh", dug out the information, draft paper and pen from his satchel, ran to the room and took out his notebook. Listening to the noise of shells and bullets, he concentrated on his work and didn't pay attention to her again.

Seeing his brother's indifference, Qin Baobao glanced at him sideways, gnashing his teeth and said, "I'm learning how to tear the devil with my hands."

You want to tear me.

Qin Ze muttered in his heart and continued to search for information.

After a few minutes of cold war, Qin Baobao couldn't hold back. Bai Nennen's feet gently kicked him: "I'm hungry."

Qin Ze pointed to the things on the glass tea table.

Qin Baobao said angrily, "I want to eat hot food."

"Like to eat or not."

Qin Baobao was so angry that he rushed over and strangled his neck: "look, I tore you, a shameless and dirty devil."

"I have no problem with you saying that, but you have to ask the devil whether he agrees." Qin Ze leaned back and pressed Qin Baobao under her, letting her flutter and roll, but also earned the suppression of Wuzhishan. Qin Baobao's situation in the armed struggle over the years is that the river is declining.

A few minutes later, Qin Baobao, who failed in the fight, curled up on the sofa with his knees in his arms, eating cake and sucking yogurt.

It's not difficult or easy to say that numerical simulation depends on the scale of the model. Preciseness is certain. Just like building blocks, each block has its specific position. If it is matched, it is a palace. What went wrong, crashed, collapsed, and fell short.

Qin Ze is a model builder, and Professor Li is also involved in it. However, what he does most is to check and modify to ensure that the digital model handed in by students is flawless.

Modeling and building blocks are not the same thing after all, which involves a lot of extended knowledge, formulas, and data. There is no need to worry about the core information. Professor Li has some general information that Qin Ze needs to search online by himself.

Time passed, and the Anti Japanese drama entered the advertising time. Qin Baobao stretched and rubbed his well-balanced and strong calf, looking tired.

Qin Ze ran to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. He found a cleaned chicken and a bag of mushrooms in the refrigerator. He suddenly understood that Qin Baobao had just lost his nerve.

She bought the ingredients, prepared to eat her favorite chicken stewed with mushrooms in the evening, went home to have a look, slept in the trough, and my brother went out to spend too much wine and wine and didn't come back, so she gave up the burden.

Qin Ze shook his head and laughed. He was still like a child. He blamed his parents for spoiling her too much.

Back in the living room, he saw her lying askew on the sofa, her vest shoulder strap slightly loose, revealing a white milk (crab) groove, drowsy, and he silently said in his heart: civilized ball watching!

"Are you tired from training today? Go to bed early." Qin Ze sat down beside her.

Qin Baobao was obviously still sulking. He ignored him and changed the stage bored.

Qin Ze begged for himself, and he was used to it. What kind of bad temper does his sister have, and he won't know?

When it's good, hug and kiss, good brother, good brother, good brother's cry keeps going, just a cry of sweetheart.

When you lose your temper, you can ignore you for more than half a month.

When such a woman marries home, she will marry a Buddha statue and get a good living.

Parents probably know her daughter's bad temper, so while letting Qin Ze stop and stare at her sister, they are afraid that she will be cheated by some guys who miss her beauty, and then eat dry wipe clean and pull out the loser ruthlessly, while trying to find a golden turtle son-in-law with strong character, which can be said to break her heart.

Qin Ze feels that her parents are worrying blindly. Qin Baobao is a moron in life and has a smelly temper. Don't forget that she has the IQ of dumping her brother for 18 blocks. She can also sell cute, act cute, act enchanting fox spirits, dress pure Jasper, and her EQ is obviously not low. The men who want to sleep with her can row from Hongqiao to Pudong. For 25 years, which man have you seen favored by her?

At 8:30 p.m., Qin Ze remembered that there were still a few clothes in the room that had not been washed. He put aside his work at hand, rushed into the bathroom with his clothes in his arms, threw them into the washing machine, and adjusted the time: 30 minutes.

The sister and brother had no distractions at work, and one focused on the magic of "tearing the devil by hand" until the washing machine "didi" rang, Qin Ze came back to his senses, ran to the bathroom to dry the clothes, walked from the balcony to the living room, and heard Qin Baobao's soft and charming voice: "Qin Ze, help me wash the clothes."

Knowing that this was a step for his sister to repair the "bad relationship" between his sister and brother, Qin Zexin hurriedly said, "where are your clothes?"

"In the basket in the bathroom, remember to wash underwear and clothes and pants separately."

"Oh."

Qin Ze quickly left two purple underwear in the basket and washed his clothes and pants first. Anyway, it's easy to pour laundry detergent.

Half an hour later, the clothes were washed. It was 9:30 now. It was almost time for Qin Baobao to take a bath and enter the room. She would go to bed on time before 11 o'clock.

Qin Baobao rubbed his sore ass and asked Qin Ze to dry his clothes. Qin Ze was angry.

"Qin Baobao, you have no hands or feet. I'm not your servant. You have to go by yourself. I'm busy."

Qin Baobao skimmed his mouth and stepped on his slippers into the bathroom. A few seconds later, he screamed, "Qin Ze, did you put the napkin in your pocket again and didn't take it out?"

Qin Baobao jumped out with a tiger, one hand on his waist and one hand holding a pleated skirt.

Qin Ze fixed his eyes on the pleated skirt, which was covered with fine white paper foam.

He had this omission before. He had a napkin in his pocket and forgot to take it out before putting it into the washing machine. As a result, it was mixed in his clothes and rolled and rolled into paper foam, which was all stuck to his clothes and couldn't be patted off.

Qin Ze felt guilty at the same time, but he felt something wrong. He got up confused and ran to the balcony to check his clothes. It was clean and there was no paper foam.

Instantly understood, glared at Qin Baobao: "fart, you die for me, look at my clothes, there is no paper foam. So it's my napkin."

Qin Baobao looked suspiciously at the edge of the balcony, ran back to the bathroom, and soon found the rotten tissue in his pocket.

Qin Ze followed her, humming, "see, it's your own, and I don't want to carry this pot."

Qin Baobao said, "you washed the clothes. You didn't check your pocket, so you should carry this pot."

Qin Ze naturally won't argue with his sister. Don't mess with women. They are always more experienced than you.

Qin Baobao found a chance to revenge, pinched Qin Ze severely for a long time, and angrily went to dry his clothes.

At 22:15, Qin Baobao came out wrapped in a bath towel and sat on the sofa in the living room blowing his hair. The roaring noise made Qin zedan extremely painful. He said impatiently, "blow your hair into the room."

Qin Baobao made faces at him, moved his ass towards him, and deliberately turned on the hair dryer to the maximum power.

Qin Ze rolled his eyes and sang for fun to fight his sister's noise attack in turn:

"Just because in the crowd

One more look

Never forget your face

I dream of meeting you one day by chance

From then on, I began to miss alone

When I miss you, you are in the sky

You are in front of me when I miss you

When I miss you, you are in my mind

When I miss you, you are in my heart

Would rather believe that we have an appointment in a previous life

The love story of this life will never change... "

I don't know when the noise of the hair dryer disappeared.

Qin Ze looked sideways, and his sister's charming face, scattered in her messy hair, was filled with intoxication. I don't know if it's an illusion. The watery Danfeng eyes seem to be covered with a layer of misty rain.

"What song is this?" Qin Baobao whispered.

Qin Zeyi cluttered, saying that his heart was exposed, and lied without changing his face: "I wrote it myself, just singing."

"You, you wrote..." Qin Baobao slightly opened her red lips.

Invisible force is the most deadly!

Qin Ze was ready to look up at the ceiling at a 45 degree angle. Unexpectedly, Qin Baobao, who had just been quiet and clever, was intoxicated in the song. Suddenly, a hungry tiger pounced on the sheep, pressed Qin Ze under the sofa and screamed, "ah, ah, ah, ah!"

"You're crazy... Crazy... Get up..." Qin Ze's face was choked by two soft and heavy meat balls, and he almost breathed.

For a long time, Qin Baobao calmed down his excitement, calmly straightened his bath towel, raised his head, very affectionate, very gentle: "aze... No, good brother, did you really write this song?"

"Sort of." Qin Ze didn't dare to see his sister's "hemisphere" of spring.

"Is it?"

"I haven't finished yet."

Qin Baobao said pitifully, "when will you finish writing?"

"Look at your mood... It's none of your business."

"I want to be a singer. These days, the company asked me if I have any works. I don't know how to answer. Just pretend to be dead." Qin Baobao pretended to be poor: "yesterday, a gold medal agent told me that there was a singing variety show in the summer vacation. If I could take out my original works to participate, it would be the fastest and best way to become famous, and he would consider becoming my agent."

OK, it's appreciated so quickly. It seems that Qin Baobao is still the top student among the backup artists.

The farther my sister goes along this road, the more conducive it is to his future layout. But Qin Ze can't easily promise her. This woman just shook her face and put on a bad face with me.

She needs to know what is called father for son, husband for wife, ah no, brother for sister.

“so？” The old God of Qin Ze is here.

"Teach me teach me teach me!" Qin Baobao shook his arm hard, acting coquettish and cute.

Qin Ze twisted his neck, "Alas, I'm really tired of playing today, and my shoulders are a little sour."

"I'll pinch it for you." Qin Baobao immediately understood.

"Legs are also sour." Qin Ze enjoys his sister's soft little hand massage.

"I pinch." Qin Baobao endured humiliation.

"The soles of the feet are also very sour." Qin Ze gains every inch.

Qin Baobao's flattering smile froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "the soles of his feet... Also press?"

Qin Ze shrugged, "it's OK not to press it. I don't mean to force you. It's inspiration, which can't be seen or touched. I'm not sure."

"Press, of course. My sister is out today."

"Hey, don't you. You are the eldest daughter of our family. You can't use it."

Qin Baobao secretly gritted his teeth, and Jiao didi said, "you are the only male in our family. In ancient times, you were the only one who passed on the family line. It is natural for your sister to serve the younger brother of the only one."

With that, he lowered his head and took off Qin Ze's socks.

Qin Ze rolled his eyes and pushed her hand away, "OK, pretend to be weird, greasy."

He will not really let Qin Baobao massage his feet. He is reluctant or afraid. Women are revenge animals, especially Qin Baobao, a high IQ revenge animal.

Obviously, Qin Baobao would have made a mistake, thinking that he was soft and hard. He became angry and shouted, "Qin Ze, don't go too far. If I can't get along in the entertainment industry, you don't want to stay out of it. Be careful that I told Dad that you encouraged me to resign and become a star."

"Why don't you say I let you go to the sea to shoot AV?"

Qin Baobao's eyes were red, and he stretched out his hand angrily to twist him: "come on, hurt each other."

Qin Ze sighed and said helplessly, "OK, OK, I'll be your royal composer in the future."

"Really?" Qin Baobao's eyebrows pricked.

"You can't cheat anyone, you can't cheat your sister."

"Good brother, my sister really didn't hurt you in vain." Qin Baobao turned his face faster than the book. He was about to pounce on him and kiss him on the side.

"Roll the calf." Qin Ze reached out to her forehead and pushed it out a long way.

Qin Baobao went to bed in the room. Before leaving, he turned off the LCD TV. Qin Ze was alone in the living room. He lit a cigarette and puffed.

Ants boast of great countries, and ants try to shake trees.

He closed his eyes, leaned back on the sofa, and breathed out a mouthful of smoke: the road is long, and I will seek it up and down.