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

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As Qiao Yu looked away from the screen and reached for his teacup...

He noticed that Su Jinbei was sitting next to him.

She was staring at the computer screen; I wonder how long she had been sitting there.

"Online novels are quite popular lately."

Su Jinbei spoke first.

"Uh……"

Qiao Yu's lips twitched. This woman walks without making a sound. "Maybe everyone needs emotional support."

"I used to read some novels, but it's been a long time since I've read any."

Qiao Yu said modestly, "I wrote this to make money, and it's a complete mess."

Su Jinbei curled the corners of her lips. "What kind of subject matter do you write about?"

"It's a novel where the male protagonist is all show and no substance," Qiao Yu chuckled. "It's not suitable for girls."

He was genuinely afraid that this woman would go see it.

Each novel represents the author's wishful thinking.

It doesn't matter if it's shown to readers; those who understand, understand.

Showing it to those around you is no less embarrassing than having your parents catch you making a slow-motion move with your left or right hand.

Direct social death!

Su Jinbei's expression was unreadable. "I used to love reading male-oriented novels. What's the name of your novel? I'll go and support it later."

Qiao Yu's face immediately froze.

Su Jinbei didn't notice his expression and continued:

"No wonder you can write lyrics, you're such a talented writer!"

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Su Jinbei seemed to be thinking about something, and continued the conversation:

"Look, you can write lyrics and compose music, and Jingjing is beautiful and sings beautifully. You're a perfect match. But you don't seem very willing to write songs for her?"

Qiao Yu thought to himself, "If I write this now, it will only make money for others, so of course I'm not willing to do it."

"It's not that I'm unwilling, it's just that I'm afraid she'll get too arrogant!"

"What do you mean?"

Qiao Yu said helplessly, "Your entertainment industry is too murky, with all sorts of scandalous news constantly emerging. Ordinary little stars want to make it big. Damn, Qiao Jingjing has toiled for so many years; if I hadn't been keeping a close eye on her, with her looks alone, she might have become a top star by now..."

"go,"

Su Jinbei slapped Qiao Yu, half-angry and half-punished, "How dare you talk to your own sister like that?"

Qiao Yu shrugged and said nothing more.

Then, watching Su Jinbei actually reading a novel on her phone.

Qiao Yu suddenly didn't want to stay at home anymore.

He was just about to leave when his phone beeped with a message.

The message was sent by Sang Zhi.

My mom has insisted on taking me for morning runs these past few days, and my legs and feet are so sore!

Qiao Yu raised an eyebrow and replied with a cheeky grin.

【Technician Qiao Yu, No. 404, is at your service.】

Not long after, news of Sang Zhi arrived.

Are you doing part-time work? What kind of technician are you? Is it mechanical engineering or IT-related?

Qiao Yu was speechless. "Seriously, Sang Zhi?"

You don't know what a technician is?

However, he believes that Xiao Sangzhi is a truly good student and obedient girl.

He explained it in a very serious manner.

[“Technician” is short for “master technician,” and I was fortunate enough to study under an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor, learning authentic massage. Traditional Chinese massage is a skill, so I call myself a technician. Also, I think the number 404 is auspicious. Yeah, that’s it.]

Oh, I see, it's a foot massage.

So you knew about Ah Sangzhi? Qiao Yu felt a little embarrassed.

Sang Zhi's news came quickly.

My dad also massages my mom's feet, and then she's very happy, and she won't nag me to memorize my homework the next day.

Oh, I see. Of course I'm happy!

As the saying goes, the feet are connected to the kidneys, Qiao Yu chuckled to himself.

I thought to myself, if your mom can get up the next day, it proves that your dad's skills aren't good enough.

So, he started being cheeky again and made a joke.

"Would you like me, your master technician, to massage your feet?"

However, he also knew that Sang Zhi might not agree.

After all, touching feet is a very intimate gesture.

It's almost second only to checking the heart.

As expected, Sang Zhi did not reply to the message.

Qiao Yu put away his phone and walked outside humming a tune.

"Sister Jinbei, I have to go out for a bit!"

Su Jinbei leaned back comfortably in her chair, engrossed in reading a novel, and waved her hand, ignoring Qiao Yu.

I had just reached the door when my phone buzzed with a message.

Sang Zhi's reply could easily lead to misinterpretations.

[Qiao Yu, I'm going to take a shower, and wash my feet too (shyly).]

Wardfa!

What does this mean? Are they trying to charge me?

Qiao Yu hesitated, thinking that it would take more than half an hour to get to Sang Zhi's house.

At this moment.

The Lazy King defeated the Lustful King.

But when he tries to find an excuse to refuse.

"Drip drip..."

My feet hurt so much, they're so sore. My parents aren't home today, could you massage them for me? I'll treat you to ice cream (cute)

Holy crap, that's a lot of information!

This……

"Fine, whatever," Qiao Yu sighed.

They've already said that, so if we don't give them face, we'll hurt their pride.

It's such a tiring job, having to go door-to-door to work.

Looked at the time.

It was a little before nine o'clock, but we arrived at exactly ten o'clock.

So he replied:

[Okay, technician number 404 is here. Please get your feet ready.]

[Ready, it doesn't smell (and it's cute).]

Gulu...

Qiao Yu swallowed hard, thinking to himself, "Are you sure you're not just teasing me?"

The little girl seems a bit silly.

Luckily, I'm a decent person.

Having seen through everything for two lifetimes, LSP had little interest in feet.

Although I don't really want to go.

But I quickened my pace, hoping to get back as soon as possible.

The subway journey continued rain or shine.

When they arrived at Sang Zhi’s building, they saw a white shadow flash by on the balcony upstairs.

Then came a series of hurried footsteps.

Qiao Yu had just sent the message "I've arrived".

Sang Zhi rushed out of the door, her tone cheerful.

"I see you."

Sang Zhi wore a nightgown with a cartoon bear pattern.

She wore a pair of cartoon bear slippers, and her chest was pushed up high.

It only sways slightly when it runs.

Its upright and firm shape is self-evident.

Qiao Yu's laziness was instantly cured.

The spark of his slutty rage was reignited, and he secretly swallowed.