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

Ignoring Qiao Yu's helpless gaze.

Qiao Jingjing was having a great time on her own.

She wiggled her hips and played around, her eyebrows raised in a playful manner.

"Are you out of your mind?" Qiao Yu rolled his eyes, then added, "I have to go now, I have tutoring later."

Qiao Jingjing waved her hand dismissively and said:

"Your lousy tutor, quit. Can't I afford to support you?"

Damn it, this woman takes advantage of any opportunity to provoke others.

Why don't you just fly to the sky?

Qiao Yu rolled his eyes.

Qiao Jingjing had to stay until the end of the show, so she couldn't go back with Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu watched his sister's back as her white, fitted dress hugged her full, alluring hips.

Any man would instinctively get a slight erection as a sign of respect.

Qiao Jingjing suddenly turned her head and met Qiao Yu's furtive gaze. She gave him a charming glare and asked:

"The director seems to want to recruit you to the TV station. What do you think?"

"I'm not interested, Qiao Jingjing. Let me tell you, the production team is trying to trip you up during the lottery. Be careful," Qiao Yu warned.

Qiao Jingjing put on a pitiful expression:

"Your Majesty, there are always treacherous subjects who want to harm me."

Qiao Yu mocked, "My beloved concubine, perhaps it is because you have not served the emperor for many days that you have angered the heavens and caused resentment among the people. Heaven is punishing you."

Qiao Jingjing pouted: "Then you can secretly take my underwear and be self-sufficient, or you can use Jinbei's. There aren't many women who are naturally fragrant."

"Qiao Jingjing, our friendship is over."

Qiao Yu was defeated by his sister's verbal sparring for the first time and slunk away.

Qiao Jingjing put her hands on her hips and laughed three times.

Leave the TV station.

Qiao Yu took a taxi straight to the luxury villa area to begin his tutoring work.

Spending too much time with Li Xuliang will lead to a despairing realization.

This guy's talent is really average.

Qiao Yu had to explain a math problem three times before he understood it.

They changed the format and set traps in the questions, which are called blind spot questions.

So he was at a loss again.

In contrast, Li Xuliang has exceptional talent in physical training.

Huffing and puffing, I did a hundred push-ups.

His face wasn't red and he wasn't out of breath.

He didn't encounter the white-bearded old man or the old beggar selling the Buddha's Palm technique at his stall.

Otherwise, they'll definitely grab your sleeve and say:

Young man, you have extraordinary talent and exceptional abilities. Why don't you join me in saving the world!

This guy has the makings of a hoodlum.

A typical gangster or a slacker!

Qiao Yu really wanted to go and suggest to Xia Qing, "Let your nephew practice martial arts. At the very least, he could become an athlete. Studying is just a waste of his time."

After much deliberation, I decided against it.

In order to get into Xia Qing's bed, it's necessary to build a good relationship with her family.

3pm.

Qiao Yu's miserable tutoring career came to an end.

The sunset outside was magnificent and enchanting.

Just like the woman sitting gracefully on the sofa in front of me.

Dressed in casual clothes, her sharp demeanor gone, she resembled an elegant and dignified jade Guanyin, smiling as she addressed Qiao Yu as he came downstairs: "Back already?"

"Hmm." Qiao Yu glanced at the gentle Xia Qing and tentatively asked, "Sister Qing, aren't you seeing me off today?"

Xia Qing glanced at him expressionlessly, "I'm tired of listening to songs today, I'm not interested... (Zhao Hao) But I really didn't expect some people could play the guqin?"

Qiao Yu was stunned. Good heavens, this woman was there?

"Sister Qing, are you at the recording site?"

Xia Qing glared at him. "What do you mean 'on the scene'? I have no interest in Qiao Jingjing's mess. It's just that a friend filmed a video for me."

The unintentional glimpse of charm was exceptionally alluring.

Qiao Yu's lips twitched. "Wasn't the phone taken away?"

"There are always one or two staff members I know."

Qiao Yu understood.

The singer program team thought they had everything under control.

Who would have thought that it's so hard to guard against a thief within your own household?

Seeing Xia Qing's displeased expression, Qiao Yu decided to leave.

Xia Qing was clearly jealous, and she had a smug look on her face.

He doesn't want to go looking for trouble.

The woman will naturally feel better once she gets over this.

Just then, Huang Chengzi happened to run into him carrying a backpack home.

The pretty, short-haired student paused slightly, then said:

"Were you playing the piano on the TV show 'I Am a Singer' this morning?"

Qiao Yu pretended not to understand, "What are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean."

Huang Chengzi pouted, too lazy to argue with him, and turned to ask Xia Qing:

"Auntie, who is this guy?"

Xia Qing smiled and said, "Qiao Yu is an ordinary person."

Huang Chengzi pouted again.

With my bag on my back, I trudged upstairs.

Xia Qing's expression softened. "If you're not in a hurry to go home, come and chat with me!"

"Okay."

Qiao Yu immediately went over.

He was distracted by the woman's fragrance.

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100 Girls, Don't Cry? (Program airs)

Xia Qing stared at the television.

The content broadcast on TV is "Xinwen Lianbo," which most young people would never watch.

A pot of West Lake Longjing tea sits on the coffee table.

Xia Qing didn't speak, so Qiao Yu remained silent, secretly competing with her.

He felt that the mature woman was jealous and was deliberately keeping him waiting as a psychological tactic.

Do you watch the evening news?

Xia Qing finally couldn't help but speak up, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Qiao Yu.

"I take a look occasionally."

Qiao Yu answered honestly.

When it comes to CCTV's evening news, Qiao Yu has a lot to say about it.

This longest-running TV series in my country can be summarized in five words: it only reports good news and not bad.

As an official media outlet, if it doesn't sing praises, is it going to stir up trouble every day?

After seeing it for a while, people started to think, "Damn it!"

Isn't this utter nonsense?

When did life become so wonderful and society so perfect?

But you can't deny its significance.

The CCTV Evening News is known as the "stock market bible," and that's no exaggeration.

The 30-minute segment was packed with information.

It depends on how much you can understand.

“That’s true, but I remember the earliest news broadcast was only fifteen minutes long, reporting both good and bad news. Now, it’s all just following a set pattern,” Xia Qing said with a smile.

Qiao Yu thought to herself: If we're not sisters, how can you bring up revolutionary spirit in this?

Sister, you're really going to go on and on!

"You seem quite dissatisfied with me." Xia Qing stared at him. "Do you think I'm throwing a tantrum?"