Chapter 27
That night.
In the alley.
Ming Ziqin and Su Lang blocked Ji Ran who was going out alone.
The expressions of both of them were colder than he had ever seen before.
After such a long period of conquest and lobbying, the two have become very familiar with this style.
"You just received a call from your parents, right?" Ming Ziqin's voice was also cold. "How do you feel?"
Ji Ran looked at Ming Ziqin in disbelief: "What are you talking about?"
"I say, you've been Mao Mao's little brother for such a long time, how do you feel?" Ming Ziqin blinked, "Did you get what you wanted?"
As soon as this question was asked, Ji Ran was speechless.
"I...how do you know?" Ji Ran panicked, "Why do you care about me?"
"What are you going to do next? Will you continue to stay behind him and be his lapdog?" Su Lang asked, "You also know that his parents are going abroad soon, and they won't care about him anymore."
Ming Ziqin continued to add: "He also has your video, right? Don't you want to get rid of him?"
Ji Ran was obviously moved, but still cautious: "What can you provide for me?"
"It's safe," Ming Ziqin said simply, "and I can give you back your own life."
silence.
After hearing Ming Ziqin's words, Ji Ran fell silent.
Then suddenly, two lines of tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
"Is it really possible?" Ji Ran asked unsurely, "Do I really still have my own life?"
Since he was a child, his parents let him stay with Mao Mao.
Their food, clothing, housing and transportation were exactly the same. Even when Mao Mao was transferred to a work-study school because he didn't want to go to school, his parents let him go with them.
There is only one meaning for his existence.
That is to try to please Mao Mao endlessly.
He knew that his parents were doing the same job.
Even his younger brother was trying endlessly to please Mao Mao's younger brother.
But he never thought that Mao Mao would go so far.
Ji Ran didn't even dare to tell his parents that Mao Mao was not as well-behaved as he looked.
He wasn't originally that kind of person.
But the more she interacted with Mao Mao, the more she felt that she could not break away from him. She even became dependent on him and hoped that he could make decisions and do many things for her.
Now, the parents have no motivation to please Mao Mao's family.
But what should he do?
Daqiang also arrived at the alley entrance at this moment.
"Da Ran, listen to me. Boss Ming and his men are really different from Mao Mao. They are good people," Da Qiang said earnestly. "They said they can definitely help us get the video back. I believe they can do it. And they never force me to do anything, really."
Ji Ran shook his head: "But I also did a lot of bad things with him, we are all one..."
"That's not the case!" Daqiang's voice suddenly rose. "We bullied others, yes. We can accept the punishment for the wrong things we did later, but we can't let Mao Mao control us forever!"
After hearing Daqiang's words, Ji Ran fell silent.
"Wait a moment." He said, then turned and left.
All of Daqiang's words were instilled in them by Ming Ziqin during this period of time.
Ming Ziqin's words were also mentioned by Qiao Yiqiao.
It is difficult for Qiao Yiqiao to categorize what kind of people these bad boys are.
Yes, they were all bullies and bullied many people.
But at the same time, they are also victims, deceived, exploited and bullied by Mao Mao.
On a larger scale, they are influenced by many film and television works, but they lack family affection and school education and discipline at an age when their willpower is the weakest.
Before filming began, Qiao Yi Qiao learned about the backgrounds of these children one by one.
None had a normal childhood or family.
They desperately need some sense of belonging.
And Mao Mao gave them this feeling.
But at the same time, Qiao Yi Qiao couldn't forgive them.
After all, not every child from an unfortunate family chooses to bully others.
But Qiao Yi Qiao was always thinking about it.
If I were them, would I do better?
Ten minutes later.
Ji Ran came over with four or five people.
Ming Ziqin could recognize them: Da Wang, Da Wang, Ah Hua, Xiao Hu...
These people are almost all the most important people around Mao Mao.
Ji Ran knelt on one knee: "Ming Ziqin, from now on you are the big brother of our group."
Ming Ziqin helped him up: "Okay."
"I know what you all want," Ji Ran shook his head, "but his phone only takes pictures and never stores those videos. The place where those videos are stored is inaccessible even to people like me. Moreover, Mao Mao is not as thin as he looks. On the contrary, he has been practicing Sanda since he was a child. The two or three people who are most loyal to him and never leave him also have martial arts backgrounds. Can you really handle it?"
Afterwards, Ji Ran told Ming Ziqin and others the location of those videos.
Sure enough, it’s very tricky.
Ming Ziqin fell into deep thought.
He instinctively wanted to ask Qiao Yi Qiao what to do, but he held back.
He wanted to figure it out on his own.
The others were still on guard. Ah Hua asked, "Is it possible? Is there any specific way to pull that guy Mao Mao down?"
Ming Ziqin thought for a long time, then smiled faintly: "Just listen to me."
…
For the rest of the week, they continued to hang around Mao Mao.
However, Ming Ziqin was not idle either. He searched one by one for those bad boys who had not yet joined Mao Mao's camp.
The purpose was certainly not to make them swear to never join Mao Mao's camp. In fact, it was quite the opposite. Ming Ziqin told them not to resist, otherwise they would have to suffer the pain of being recorded again.
A week later, all the bad boys submitted their letters of allegiance to Mao Mao.
Mao Mao expressed his satisfaction with this.
He is now the undisputed boss of this gang.
During this week, Ji Ran, Da Wang, Xiao Wang, A Hua and Xiao Hu each did their best to instill a plan into Mao Mao.
As long as this plan is completed, Mao Mao will be able to live the life of his dreams, the underworld life.
Of course, because Mao Mao was also a smart man, Ming Ziqin did not ask them to speak out the plan directly.
Instead, he frantically hinted to Mao Mao that he should seize the opportunity and capture the leader first.
This so-called "king" is Su Lang.
Within a week, Su Lang became the school bully among the Xicui Gang students.
And Su Lang is very radical.
He kept making trouble, trying to challenge Mao Mao's bottom line.
Of course, those he bullied were those who had already defected to Ming Ziqin. In short, he was just putting on a show for Mao Mao.
Mao Mao endured it under the advice of his younger brothers.
But Ming Ziqin knew very well that a man who wanted to reach the top could not really endure this humiliation, he would only keep accumulating it.
The sudden change happened on a rainy night.
Ji Ran brought back a few boxes of beer and secretly held a small party in their shared dormitory.
All the younger brothers were drunk.
Mao Mao remained sober and didn't drink much.
A group of older boys were drunk in the dormitory, and the place was smelly and messy.
Mao Mao couldn't sleep, so he just left everyone else and went for a walk in the school.
It rained heavily tonight.
But Mao Mao inexplicably liked such rainy nights.
It can make him feel a little bit at peace.
It seemed to isolate all the disturbing sounds.
Suddenly, at the entrance of a dark alley, he saw several figures.
He hurried to a corner and looked carefully.
"You still want to be in the underworld with this condition? You'd better go back to school!" A'mo said coldly.
Under his palm was Su Lang, covered in blood and dying.
"What do you think life is like in the underworld? You call each other brothers all the time, and everyone flatters you?" Li Wei added, "You kill people without spilling blood every day! You have to tie your head to your belt!"
"The wonderful life you imagine will never happen!" A'mo shouted, "Every day and every step is calculated. You may die at any minute, and you will hurt many people. Can you bear this psychological pressure?"
"Do you think killing is easy?" Li Wei approached, stuffed the knife in his hand into Su Lang's hand, and put it against his jaw. "Come on, try it, kill me. Kill me!"
Su Lang held the knife, his eyes lingering on Li Wei's neck for a while, his eyes becoming more and more ferocious, and he almost wanted to attack.
But soon, his eyes blurred, and the deep hatred in his eyes turned into a few tears: "I can't do it."
The knife slipped from his hand.
He really can't do it.
Whether in real life or in acting.
He can't do any of it.
His bottom line is that he doesn't want to hurt others.
Tears mixed with rain slid down his face. Su Lang leaned against the wall and sobbed.
"Tsk!" Ah Mo spat out, "With such little courage, you still want to be a gangster."
After saying that, he and Li Wei left without looking back.
After they left the campus, the two looked at each other, and A-Mo asked, "Did you perform well just now?"
"It's amazing, Teacher A-Mo, I was shocked," Li Wei pinched two points and calmed his nervous heartbeat, "It's my first time acting in a drama, it's so difficult."
"I wonder if there was too much plasma on Su Lang."
"But I have to say, Su Lang's acting is really good..."
"I don't know if this performance can intimidate that kid."
"I don't know either. Just trust the boss..."
The two of them walked away while talking.
On campus, in a dark alley.
Su Lang was still curled up in the corner.
He had been beaten too many times before, so he was very familiar with this kind of action.
Soon, as he expected, Mao Mao appeared beside him.
"Su Lang, are you okay?" Mao Mao asked.
There was a mixture of nervousness and excitement in his voice.
"What do you think?" Su Lang didn't look at him directly.
Mao Mao squatted down and poked Su Lang's shoulder.
"Did Big Brother really scold you? Can't move?"
Su Lang held back his anger and said coldly, "Get lost now."
Mao Mao picked up the knife beside him and said, "But how can I roll away at this time?"
Su Lang is the last obstacle to his dominance of this school.
As long as he is defeated, he will be able to live the life he imagined, right?
But was that day really as he imagined?
The two people just now were obviously from the underworld, but they were actually talking about how hard life is for those in the underworld.
Is what they said true?
Mao Mao was thinking.
Maybe it's true.
But he had longed for that kind of life for too long, and he was unwilling to believe it.
He was certain that only that kind of life could give him what he wanted.
What's more, is there any way back for him?
"Mao Mao, if you just put down the knife, I promise to forgive you for all your past mistakes," Su Lang said with his last bit of strength, "As long as you never bully others again, I swear I will never do anything to you again."
Mao Mao's eyes flashed with a trace of trance: "Really?"
Is everything really that simple?
"Don't you want to study hard, get into college, make friends with like-minded people, and finally get married and have children?" Su Lang's voice trembled. "As long as you want to change, that kind of life is right in front of you. You are still so young, everything is possible."
Mao Mao did not answer.
He looked at the knife.
Is he really going to take this step?
Even though he is only an eighteen-year-old young man, he knows that his fate and the rest of his life will be decided on this rainy night.
He knew that taking this step would result in murder.
In fact, after bullying so many people, those things had almost nothing to do with him anymore.
Almost.
Every time he bullies someone, there is actually one percent of kindness in his heart telling him to just stop.
But he ignored it every time.
But unexpectedly, at this moment, the voice broke through the sound of rain and was very loud.
But.
The idea of kindness made him feel disgusted instinctively.
My parents are such kind people. Haha.
So he stopped thinking about it and directly stabbed the knife into Su Lang's chest.
"ah--!"
Su Lang struggled hard.
The struggle was so violent that Mao Mao's glasses were even knocked off. The two men wrestled for a while before Su Lang finally stopped moving.
Mao Mao's hands were covered in blood.
Before, he only knew that he had to kill people, but he never thought that people could bleed so much.
The blood mixed with rain water formed a river of blood, flowing slowly towards the manhole cover.
Mao Mao stood up, hurriedly picked up his glasses and threw the knife aside.
He killed someone.
He did it.
Everything he had ever imagined was likely to come true.
But there was no joy in his heart.
Instead, it was filled with sorrow and anxiety.
He wanted to cry for the first time in a long time.
He actually cried.
How could he be like this?
Mao Mao really didn't understand why he killed people?
He began to regret it.
He would never forget the look in Su Lang's eyes and the shrill scream before he died.
This almost made him collapse and he fell to his knees. The heavy rain made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Mao Mao knelt forward and shook Su Lang's shoulders vigorously: "Please, come back to life, I was wrong."
His voice was just as shrill.
But God would not listen to the prayers of a sinner, and Su Lang did not move for a long time.
Killing someone was like many other things he had done before.
It's irreversible.
Right?
Just when Mao Mao was in despair, he put his head on Su Lang's chest.
Boom, boom, boom——
A very calm and strong heartbeat.
What's going on?
Mao Mao was confused.
Then, Su Lang wiped the rain off his face and stood up.
"My acting is pretty good, right?" Su Lang asked with a smile.
Mao Mao: "Ah..."
What the hell?
Can the dead be resurrected in this way?
While he was still in shock, a crowd of people suddenly stood up behind him.
The leaders were Ming Ziqin, Daqiang and Jiran.
There are many more behind him.
He recognized each of them; they were people he had bullied.
"Everything is different now," Ji Ran said, "Mao Mao, you are no longer our boss."
Mao Mao stared at Ji Ran: "Why, you want to betray me?"
"It's not betrayal," Daqiang said, "We've all been bullied enough by you."
"Yeah! You deserve to be filmed on video!"
The crowd was excited.
Mao Mao took two steps back, pressed himself against the wall, and took a defensive stance: "Great, you are united now. Without me, you would still be fighting and killing each other all day long!"
"I won't do that again!" Ji Ran also became excited, "We are following a very good elder brother now! Ming Ziqin is much better than you!"
"Yes, much better!"
"At least he didn't force us to make a video!"
"We won't fight anymore!"
"Okay," Mao Mao sneered, "Then I have nothing to say. I will just..."
Send it out.
But before Mao Mao finished speaking, he touched his neck and felt a chill all over his body.
Where is the necklace where he stored the videos?
"What are you looking for?" Su Lang shook the necklace in his hand, "Is it this?"
Mao Mao's mind raced before he finally understood what had just happened.
He must have secretly taken the necklace away when he killed Su Lang!
Yes...he clearly killed Su Lang just now.
But why is Su Lang still alive?
Su Lang had guessed what Mao Mao was thinking and picked up the knife: "Thanks for our props... Brother, isn't this retractable knife very realistic?"
The plan they set up was to get Mao Mao close to Su Lang.
Mao Mao was a very cautious person, and if they had not completely let their guard down, they would have had little chance of stealing the necklace.
"Fuck." Mao Mao laughed cruelly, "Do you think that's the end?"
Everyone was stunned.
Mao Mao took off his glasses. "I knew that Ji Ran, that idiot, was unreliable, so I didn't tell him everything. He only knew that the videos were stored in the necklace. I'm afraid he didn't know that my glasses were actually special props for filming. There's also a copy in there."
Ming Ziqin was shocked.
No wonder the police found nothing when they checked his cell phone.
What should I do in this?
Everyone started to panic.
At this time, Ming Ziqin urgently needed to come up with an idea.
If we don't take down Mao Mao tonight...all our efforts will be in vain.
Ming Ziqin's lips moved, and after a while he made up his mind: "Brothers, come on..."
“Stop!”
Su Lang shouted at everyone to stop.
Everyone was about to go on, but was suddenly stopped and everyone was confused.
"What's going on?" Ming Ziqin was also confused.
Su Lang smiled at Mao Mao and said, "Take a look at your glasses. Are they still working?"
Mao Mao immediately realized that something was wrong.
His glasses seemed much lighter.
Mao Mao hurriedly checked the glasses and finally confirmed that they had not been modified at all.
"Look what this is?" Su Lang took out a pair of identical glasses from his pocket. "Do you think this little trick can be hidden from my... my presbyopia?"
As Su Lang spoke, he silently admired his boss's attentiveness.
I heard that he stayed up for several nights, searching for traces of the filming props in the lenses of tens of thousands of cameras.
Finally, I watched the shots containing Mao Mao again and again, and found that his movement of adjusting his glasses was not natural. Then I was sure that there was definitely something wrong with Mao Mao's glasses.
This provides a basis for today's plan.
Just when everyone was about to react, sirens rang out through the rainy night.
Officer Xiao Hu parked the car and walked over to Mao Mao: "Come with us."
Mao Mao was desperate.
Su Lang added at the right time: "If you hadn't finally made up your mind to stab me, maybe everything could still be saved, but you walked into this abyss on your own."
Mao Mao let the rain wash his face.
Yes, I walked into this abyss by myself.
Afterwards, several more police cars arrived.
Everyone who had been bullied by Mao Mao went to the police station to record their statements.
Faced with the overwhelming evidence in the video, Mao Mao no longer had the opportunity to defend himself.
The procuratorate acted swiftly and decisively and eventually brought Mao Mao to court for the crime of "picking quarrels and provoking trouble."
The path he wanted to take.
It is destined to be a dead end.
That night.
All the reporters gathered at the residential area where Mao Siping lived.
"I heard that your son was arrested for school violence, right?"
"You just set up a foundation to fight against school violence. Is this related to this?"
"Excuse me, are you and Mao Mao foster father and son?"
…
Faced with reporters' inquiries, Mao Siping remained silent.
The next day, he flew to America, where his biological son attended high school.
He no longer cared about anything in the industry and could be said to have fled.
The Ministry of Education issued a series of statements, once again condemning school violence and his behavior of turning a blind eye even though he knew his son was committing violence against others.
Since then, all variety shows for which Mao Siping served as PD have been removed from the shelves and will no longer bring him any income.
Someone calculated that the Mao family’s savings were not enough for the child to finish college, which meant that they would have to return home in disgrace.
Everyone is waiting for that day.
And the foundation they established naturally failed.
Insiders revealed that the main purpose of establishing this foundation was to pave the way for their son's future college applications, and they themselves did not invest any money at all.
They were also completely banned in the industry.
But Tu Yu found Ji Ran's parents and opened another foundation with the same function.
Although the momentum is not that huge, but if we can help as many people as possible, we will help as many as possible.
…
After much deliberation, Qiao Yiqiao decided to go to the detention center with Su Lang.
Here he met the distraught Mao Mao.
The three of them met each other through the glass curtain.
Unexpectedly, the first thing Mao Mao said when he saw him was, "You're here."
Qiao Yiqiao remained calm: "Why do you say that?"
"Actually, when I first entered this school, I saw some cameras. My parents are both in variety shows, so they couldn't hide it from me," Mao Mao said with a wry smile, "but I thought it was the underworld big brothers watching us, so I acted very hard. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that's not the case."
Qiao Yiqiao couldn't help but feel regretful: "Actually you are very smart..."
"You just don't use your intelligence in the right way, right?" Mao Mao shook his head. "I've heard this too many times."
The two were silent.
"So are you doing variety shows? Or making a movie?" Mao Mao was curious. "You are probably not from the variety show circle. I don't know you."
Qiao Yi Qiao did not hide it and told Mao Mao about the idea of the movie.
Mao Mao's eyes lit up after hearing this: "This is a great idea. You are really amazing. Unlike my brother, he would never come up with such a movie."
Qiao Yiqiao sighed and asked, "So, can you tell me your story?"
Although Mao Mao is a bad guy, Qiao Yiqiao still hopes to hear his story.
Mao Mao looked around, lost in thought, and spoke slowly after a while.
"Where should I begin?"
When did that feeling of loneliness begin?
Maybe it started from the time when I was a child, I lived alone in that cold villa, with a nanny and watched movies and TV shows from the 1960s and 1970s.
He knew from a young age that he was adopted, and that his adoptive parents, Mao Siping and Zhou Mei, came from a very wealthy family.
The marriage made their relationship neither good nor bad. Outsiders always called them "a talented man and a beautiful woman" and "a perfect match made in heaven". However, when they ate at home, they always sat at the far left and right of the large dining table. Mao Mao sat in the middle. They maintained good table manners and every meal was very quiet.
When Mao Mao was young, he was always the type of student that teachers liked. He was smart and quiet, but this character made him unpopular among his peers. It was not that he did not try to fit in. When he was in elementary school, other boys liked to catch insects, play football, race, and flirt with girls. During the holidays, they ran around the streets like happy calves, or were arranged by their families to study this and that, swaying their excess energy. Although Mao Mao could barely keep up with them, he did not like this kind of life.
By chance, he made a mistake - he forgot to do his homework and lied to his teacher.
This childish lie was soon exposed by the teacher, and his parents were called to the school for the first time in his life.
As expected, Mao Siping and Zhou Mei beat and scolded him, thinking that he had brought shame upon them.
But Mao Mao felt very warm.
He was finally beaten and scolded by his parents like other children.
From then on, he would often make small mistakes.
At first he didn’t do his homework and didn’t listen carefully in class, and later he started bullying his classmates.
Mao Siping and Zhou Mei were always busy running around, trying their best to help him settle things.
Mao Mao felt a sense of existence for the first time in a long time.
But as their status in the industry continued to rise, they paid less and less attention to him.
Especially after they gave birth to their biological son.
In order to attract the attention of the two, Mao Siping deliberately made a big mistake.
But unexpectedly, this time his parents no longer helped him, but sent him to a work-study school.
Being bullied at school.
When I returned home, I found the house was cold and my parents were missing.
Mao Mao has changed.
He no longer prayed for his parents' care, he wanted to create a world for himself.
The movies he had seen had a great influence on him.
He also hopes to have a group of brothers in the underworld, drinking and eating meat with them every day, and having a great time.
But he doesn't know how to win people over. His parents never taught him how to build a relationship with another person.
He can only use his own means.
So gradually, it became what it is now.
After Mao Mao finished speaking, Qiao Yiqiao also let out a long sigh.
"How are they now?" Mao Mao pretended to be relaxed. "This must have been a big blow to their careers. Have they hired a lawyer for me? When will they come to see me?"
Qiao Yiqiao thought for a while and decided to tell him the truth: "Your parents and brother have gone abroad."
The light in Mao Mao's eyes dimmed instantly.
"I shouldn't hate them, right? If I hadn't been adopted by them, I might have lived a life without food," Mao Mao's expression suddenly became cruel, "but I hate them very much. If they hadn't given me this kind of life, I might not be so... unsatisfied."
Qiao Yi Qiao didn't know how to comfort him and could only remain silent.
"I'm pitiful, right?" Mao Mao asked with a smile.
Qiao Yiqiao still said the same thing: "There are many pitiful people in the world, but not everyone goes to jail."
"Yeah, not everyone is like me. You know, when I started bullying them, I felt conflicted and volatile," Mao Mao shook his head, "but later, I actually enjoyed it. I enjoyed the feeling of bullying people, and I enjoyed my own 'evil'. I really didn't realize that I had gradually become like this. That kind of power will devour a person."
"There are many people I don't need to bully, and they haven't done anything wrong, but I just want to bully them so that they will obey me." Mao Mao suddenly cried, "I was... not originally such a person."
Qiao Yi Qiao looked at Su Lang who was standing beside him.
"I think so too," Su Lang said, "I thought I was acting at first, but it feels so good to bully those who bullied me before..."
Perhaps the bullying he suffered originally came from this mentality.
After this experience, after today, he will no longer feel that those are his own problems.
"You are filming a movie, right? I hope you can release all the footage of me," Mao Mao's eyes gradually became firm. "Let my face be nailed to the pillar of shame, and let others think of Mao Siping and Zhou Mei when they see my face. I am already 18 years old. They no longer have any obligations to me. There is no need for them to agree to my affairs."
Qiao Yiqiao nodded: "Okay."
Then he added: "I will send you the contract later, and you will also have a share of the future profits of this film. If you regret it one day, I can delete this film at any time, or censor it."
Mao Mao: "You are... a nice person. Can someone like you survive in the entertainment industry?"
"I'll try my best." Qiao Yiqiao said with a smile.
The three chatted for a while longer.
Qiao Yiqiao and Su Lang planned to leave like this.
"By the way, Ming Ziqin," Mao Mao finally smiled, "You guys should pay more attention to him."
Qiao Yiqiao turned around: "I know."
After leaving the detention center, Qiao Yiqiao couldn't help feeling a little sad.
It's sad that Maomao has become like this, and it's sad that they put so much effort into catching Maomao.
If it wasn't a social experiment, if Ming Ziqin wasn't an undercover agent, if Qiao Yi Qiao hadn't taught him how to defect one by one, and if there wasn't so much indirect evidence recorded by so many cameras.
Can they really catch Mao Mao?
Qiao Yiqiao didn't want to think about it any further.
Because this experiment is far from over.
…
Two weeks later, the storm gradually subsided.
The entire shooting has come to an end.
Qiao Yi Qiao felt that it was time to talk to Ming Ziqin.
The two met in an abandoned small room on the second floor of the school.
"Do you remember that at the end of that day, you asked your brothers to go up?" Qiao Yiqiao's tone was unusually serious. "Do you know what the consequences would be if they really went up?"
Qiao Yiqiao has always been scared about this incident.
If those people really attacked, Mao Mao didn't know how badly he would be injured.
"I... I didn't think too much at the time," Ming Ziqin defended himself, "I just felt that if I didn't take his glasses, everything would be over."
"So what have you been thinking about these past two weeks?" Qiao Yiqiao was still stern. "I thought you would disband everyone and study hard, but why didn't you do your homework or listen to the lectures, and drink with them every day?"
Ming Ziqin smiled sheepishly: "Aren't these all fake?"
"But learning is real!" Qiao Yiqiao said, "I know you want to be an actor in the future, but learning is the most basic thing. Without learning, how can you understand the script and how can you appreciate the performance? Are you too obsessed with your current role?"
Ming Ziqin subconsciously denied: "I didn't... and I haven't decided whether I want to be an actor in the future."
"So what do you want to do?"
"I have learned a lot of skills from you," Ming Ziqin was reluctant to say, "I think it would be good to live like this."
Maybe he can also lead these younger brothers and live a pretty good life.
Qiao Yiqiao said with a straight face: "You think this kind of life is good, right?"
"It's not just me." Ming Ziqin looked away, avoiding Qiao Yiqiao's pressing gaze. "All of us think this is good..."
Most importantly, this feeling of warmth and teamwork is so addictive.
Qiao Yiqiao shook his head.
Unexpectedly, the dragon slayer turned into a dragon.
He knew that having such a group on campus would give them a false impression that they would be able to feel so relaxed and comfortable in society.
But he also knew that they were two completely different worlds.
But... finally we are back to the script.
"Okay, if you think this kind of life is good, then I'll let you have an immersive experience of it," Qiao Yi Qiao said, "Starting tomorrow, I'll let you see what that kind of life is like."!
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