Chapter 30 My sister is a servant
"Sister, I want to eat braised pork ribs for lunch." Lin Yu'an had not yet swallowed the sushi in his mouth, but he had already thought about what to eat in the evening.
Lin Jianing asked flatteringly, "Okay, I'll make it for you. Mom and Dad, do you want to eat anything?"
"Your father and I can eat anything." Mrs. Lin ate elegantly in front of the camera and spoke softly, which inevitably won her a good impression in front of the camera.
Song Zhiwei and Song Zhiyuan’s live broadcast rooms have not been open yet, and Song Zhiwei’s fans who were waiting anxiously ran to Lin Yuan’s live broadcast room.
[The scene looks very warm, but I always feel something is weird.]
Lin Jianing is the daughter of a wealthy family, but she feels like she has no status at home. She's like a nanny, and she has to call them downstairs to eat after she's made breakfast.
[She seems to be trying to please her family. Could it be that Lin Yuan's parents are more patriarchal?]
The Lin family can afford such a luxurious villa, but don't they have enough money to hire a nanny? They treat their daughter like a servant.
There were constant doubts in the live broadcast room.
After fans waited for so long, Song Zhiwei’s live broadcast room finally opened.
The first thing you see is a small garden. After entering the entrance hall, you will find that the decoration in the room is very simple and antique. The tables and chairs used are from twenty years ago. Many younger fans have never seen some of the old ornaments on the table.
Up the spiral staircase are the brother and sister's rooms, as well as Father Song's study.
[The top star's house is too shabby. It can't even be compared to Lin Yu's family. No wonder the top star never mentions his parents. He's afraid of losing face.]
[Lin Yuan's fans, go back to your master's livestream and hang around.]
I really like this retro decor. Those little ornaments must have been played with by Dingliu and Sister Song when they were little. They're still here. Dingliu's parents must be people who love life.
[Director, please look for photos of the top star when he was little. I really want to see what he looked like when he was little.]
The director followed the netizens' movements in real time. After seeing the netizens' request, he scanned the room and did not see any photos, not even a family photo. It seemed that they knew about the filming and had packed up in advance.
[Why aren't Song Zhiwei's parents here? Does the top star have a bad relationship with his parents?]
[Not everyone is willing to go abroad. Do the parents of top stars not need to work? I don’t think I saw my goddess either.]
Two breakfasts were placed on the Huanghuali round wooden table. Song Zhiwei nibbled on a steamed dumpling and pushed the other fully packaged breakfast in front of the director, "Let's eat together."
"This is Sister Song's breakfast."
"My sister had already eaten and went to school. This was prepared for you in advance." Song Zhiwei's tone was full of resentment.
Song Zhiyuan originally wanted to take this opportunity to rest for two more days, but unexpectedly the school added a class at the last minute, so Song Zhiyuan left Song Zhiwei and went to school.
[The top-tier siblings are really well-mannered. Lin Jianing asked the paparazzi to try her cooking, but she didn't prepare dishes for them. Sister Song directly helped the paparazzi prepare breakfast.]
"Ah, I came here for Sister Song. Now tell me, Sister Song has gone to school. I will be sad if I can't see her."
After Song Zhiwei finished his breakfast, he went to school with the photographer.
It was still class time and the campus was quiet. Song Zhiwei sent a WeChat message to Song Zhiyuan.
After waiting for a while, Song Zhiyuan sent someone to pick up Song Zhiwei and the photographer and go to the teaching building. In order not to affect others, the two of them walked quietly to the last row of the classroom.
Song Zhiyuan, who was standing at the podium, was wearing a light-colored long skirt with a black suit jacket on the outside. Her curly hair, which was almost waist-length, was naturally scattered behind her. She wore gold-rimmed glasses and stood on the podium, giving a PPT presentation with sparkling eyes.
Sitting below are graduate students from the Agricultural University.
"The difficulty in developing low-sugar rice lies in controlling sugar and fat content, so that amylose and resistant starch are not directly absorbed by the intestines, but can be converted into organic acids in the large intestine, providing the body with sufficient energy without participating in the conversion of sugars."
The director kept the camera steady on Song Zhiyuan. Although there was no interaction throughout the whole process, not even a single extra word, the number of fans in the live broadcast room only increased and did not decrease.
Even though I didn't understand a single word, it didn't affect my admiration for Song Jie's beauty. This outfit is absolutely stunning. She's so beautiful, even prettier than those pretty girls in the entertainment industry. She's nailed that aura.
[Same as the one above, I didn’t understand a single word, but I was still focused.]
If all teachers were like Sister Song, I wouldn't be able to get good grades.
[Agricultural students are so lucky to have a young and beautiful teacher like Sister Song.]
[It was all technical jargon, but this poor student was still taking notes with great interest. To round it off, I've also taken Sister Song's class.]
The director's camera suddenly swept over Song Zhiwei who was sleeping on the table.
[It's really a waste of talent for a top-tier student to have this opportunity to take a class for free, but not cherish it.]
[The top streamer is just like me in class. Even if it's Sister Song standing there, it doesn't affect my ability to fall asleep while listening to the teacher.]
The students had already finished class. Song Zhiyuan walked up to Song Zhiwei and knocked on the table. "Do you want me to prepare a small pillow for you so you can sleep a little longer?"
The dazed Song Zhiwei suddenly woke up and stared blankly at his sister in front of him.
The pressure was so intense that for a second I thought the dean had caught me sleeping.
"No, no." Song Zhiwei saw the empty classroom and realized, "Sister, your class is over."
"It's been over for a while."
Song Zhiyuan finally squeezed out some time and wanted to spend some quality time with her brother. Her expression softened, "Xiaowei, wherever you want to go this afternoon, I'll go with you."
"I've collected a restaurant before and always wanted to go there with you, but unfortunately you're too busy to make time." Song Zhiwei pretended to be pitiful.
Song Zhiyuan was instantly amused by Song Zhiwei. The sunlight coming in from the window reflected on the lenses, revealing a soft and bright light. "I'll go out to eat with you today. If there's anything else you want to do, I'll be with you this afternoon."
"Sister, please don't go back on your word." Song Zhiwei and his sister were both busy with their work and rarely had time to get together.
Song Zhiyuan's car was at the apartment, a full three kilometers away from the teaching building. Song Zhiwei called a car and went to the restaurant mentioned.
Song Zhiwei booked a table at the restaurant in advance. Song Zhiwei's identity was quite special, and since they were still filming, Song Zhiwei deliberately chose a relatively secluded place.
Song Zhiwei ordered all the flavors that Song Zhiyuan liked.
The food was served on the table. Song Zhiwei picked up a piece of braised pork and placed it in front of Song Zhiyuan. "Sister, try it. The taste of hers is quite unique."
Before we had time to eat the food, an unexpected guest came towards us.
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