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

"This is an excerpt adapted from an essay titled 'On the Youth of China' by Liang Qichao, a great statesman, thinker, and writer from over 120 years ago!"

"What I want to say is that although many college students are lazy, this is not a reason for others to arbitrarily call us useless."

"Everyone here has studied hard for decades to get into university. Now you may be enjoying the comfort of the present and have become lazy and complacent... But to deny our past efforts based on this alone and to call college students 'useless'... I don't agree with that!"

"As Mr. Ziren once said, the world belongs to you, and also to us, but ultimately it belongs to you. You young people are full of vigor, like the sun at eight or nine in the morning, and our hopes are pinned on you..."

The classroom suddenly fell silent.

Everyone was completely dumbfounded.

Liang Qichao is a good listener, but what is this "Discourse on Young China"?

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Those few words had a great impact on them.

The key is the agreement implied in these words.

That's what they need most.

"well said!"

"Damn, is this guy here to show off his cultural knowledge?"

"Hahaha, I suspect he's here to cause trouble. Look how dark Li Liang's face has turned."

"Exactly, their whole family is trash!"

"Damn, such passionate and inspiring sentences are actually from ancient texts from over a hundred years ago, is that for real?"

"I feel so good, I've finally gotten my revenge..."

"I've learned something new!"

"That was a really impressive display, I'd give it 99 points, I'm just giving you one more so you don't get too cocky!"

"..."

Cheers, applause, and whistles immediately filled the air.

Amidst the shouts of all the boys.

The voices of some girls couldn't make a ripple at all.

Even some girls were stunned by the crazy behavior of the boys around them.

Just then, the bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

Qiao Yu didn't dare to look at Professor Xu's expression and said vaguely, "Professor Xu, can I consider this as me finishing my assignment?"

Professor Xu snapped out of his reverie, shook his head, chuckled, and hummed in agreement.

She was both surprised and helpless.

With this kid interrupting us, how were the other students supposed to finish their homework? get out of class was over!

Amidst the clamor of the classroom, Qiao Yu walked out as the bell rang.

Pretty!

That was a perfect performance, I give myself full marks!

The chivalrous knight-errant who can kill a man in ten steps and leave no trace for a thousand miles may seem dashing, but in reality, he's afraid of retaliation or worried about being arrested by the authorities...

This is called knowing when to stop, showing off and then running away.

Qiao Yu walked out of the classroom at a leisurely pace.

Should we speed things up immediately?

At the same time, the system's monotone voice echoed in his mind.

[Ding! Main quest "Public Display of Power" completed! Reward: 300 points.]

"Damn it, I hope there will be fewer of these kinds of missions in the future, or I'll be drowned in girls' spittle."

The system did not respond to him.

Qiao Yu could already imagine slapping Li Liang, the school's most popular figure, in the face.

The next one is on the campus confession wall.

A torrent of insults and abuse directed at him is sure to follow.

"Qiao Yu!"

A voice called out from behind.

The three guys from dormitory 530 rushed out of the classroom and chased after them.

Qiao Yu stood still.

Zhou Songqing said, "Master, please accept my deepest respect."

Yang Zihang: "Did you really write those lyrics? We had no idea."

Almost every boy is born with the ability to talk nonsense and show off, and Qiao Yu is no exception.

He remained expressionless. "I originally wanted to interact with you as an ordinary person, but instead I was met with disdain. I'm laying my cards on the table now, I'm not pretending anymore. Actually, I am..."

"What is it?"

The three guys couldn't help but be intrigued.

Qiao Yu changed the subject abruptly, "It's... your father!"

Three people: "..."

"Get lost!" x3

Yang Zihang slapped Qiao Yu on the shoulder with his palm-leaf fan, almost knocking him to the ground. "You're so good, I admire you the most."

Zhou Songqing's eyebrows danced with excitement, "You didn't see Li Liang's face. He looked at you like you were his father's killer."

"That was a really painful slap in the face, especially that line: 'Dogs eat shit!'" Zheng Qianli said quietly, "I understand now, it's the silent dog that bites."

Qiao Yu: "..."

The four of them went down from the teaching building and were about to go to the cafeteria together.

Just then, Qiao Yu's phone rang, and he took it out to check.

It's a message.

Wait for me on the second floor of the cafeteria.

Note: "Old man!"

Qiao Yu calmly put his phone back in his pocket.

I waved to my roommate as I walked to the cafeteria entrance.

"My dad invited me to dinner. You guys go ahead and meet me at the cafeteria entrance later. We'll go back to the dorm together and play games."

The roommates nodded and left.

The third floor is the teachers' canteen.

The number of people was significantly less than on the first floor.

It won't be too deserted, nor too bustling.

The environment is not bad, but more importantly, the food is on a completely different level.

Mr. Qiao was a rather old-fashioned and serious person.

They wouldn't bring their son over every few days to improve their meals; they wouldn't give him special treatment.

In the past, Qiao Yu would shamelessly follow him around to freeload meals.

Qiao Yu chose a seat by the window and waited quietly.

Ten minutes later, the distinguished Mr. Qiao slowly walked up to the third floor.

He glanced around and walked straight to the dining window.

I smiled and greeted the teachers I knew along the way.

After a while.

He sat down opposite Qiao Yu with his food in his hands.

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13. Grandpa Qiao's test; arranging a blind date for Qiao Jingjing?

Two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, a soup, and two bowls of rice—the portion was quite generous.

It also looks more refined than the haphazardly cooked student meals.

The old man had no rules about eating, and he didn't follow the rules of not talking while eating or sleeping.

It means to chew slowly and carefully.

Therefore, it looks exceptionally elegant.

A handsome middle-aged man, exceptionally charming.

But this is one of the old man's strengths.

Neither the siblings inherited a single thing.

He and Qiao Jingjing usually eat while lying on the sofa with their rice bowls in their hands, watching TV and occasionally fighting over the food.

If this were at home, the old man would have flipped the table.

"When did you start reading essays? And when did you start practicing your handwriting?"

The old man held his meal, chewing slowly, his tone as if he were asking a casual question.

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