The host is red and black, and the system can only chirp

Qin Jiaye was scared half to death.

"Mingming, Director Chang knows about it, right? He knows about it."

With a loud "bang", a thick volume of "Wang Houxiong's Handbook of Difficult Points in Chemistry" hit Qin Jianye's head hard.

"I just don't understand. Organic chemistry in high school is so simple that there are only a few structures and reactions. How are these questions different from free points? How underdeveloped is the cerebellum to lose points in chemistry?"

Qin Jiaye wanted to cry but had no tears. Besides you, who else in the whole grade could get full marks every time?

Who the hell treats "Wang Houxiong's Handbook of Difficult Points in Chemistry" as a leisure book, reading it with a smile on his face and nodding from time to time as if he has found a soulmate?

Who else?

You don't reflect on how abnormal you are, but insist on believing that my cerebellum is underdeveloped. What can a human being do?

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Qin Jiaye pressed the tip of his pen hard on the test paper. He really wanted to resist. After thinking for a while, he picked up the gel pen and continued to do his homework.

He didn't dare.

Not only do I not dare, but I can't control myself from caring about someone.

What a loser! Why do you just accept it like this? Qin Jiaye despised himself in his heart.

The words he spoke were honest and full of worry: "I'm telling you the truth, I always feel like Director Chang knows what we're doing."

Xi Mingming flipped through the key points manual in his hand and asked casually: "What did we do? Did we force others to pry open the door, or force others to steal the bicycle?"

She closed the book and asked, "Which law stipulates that a girl who just turned 16 cannot own a bicycle worth more than yuan?"

Qin Jiaye quickly shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no."

Xi Mingming said coldly: "Why don't you hurry up and do your homework! What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for me to help you do it?"

Qin Jiaye immediately straightened his sitting posture.

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After Qin Jiaye finished his homework and Xi Mingming checked it, he nodded with satisfaction and went downstairs leisurely.

Qin Jiaye followed her closely and had not forgotten the topic from two hours ago.

"Mingming, which university do you want to apply to? What do you want to study? What do you want to do in the future? I think Director Chang's suggestion is good. What do you think?"

"If you keep exercising every day and run the 800-meter race in school, I think you can do it."

Cousin Qin suggested tentatively: "How about we apply to the Public Security University together?"

Well, the kid was so worried that he had forgotten the vicious oath he had made to stay away from his family and cousin in college.

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Xi Mingming looked back, smiling: "Why, are you also worried that I will commit crimes in the future?"

Qin Jiaye was horrified and denied it three times: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Xi Mingming turned his head back to Qin Jiaye and said indifferently, "You are right to worry. I can't even guarantee that I will always abide by the law in this life."

In this world, living is tiring, yet death is unbearable.

Qin Jiaye's foot was hanging in the air and he almost missed a step and rolled down the stairs.

He grabbed the handrail in panic, and laughed awkwardly with fear: "Mingming...you are kidding, right?"

Xi Mingming turned back expressionlessly: "Do I look like I'm kidding?"

Not like.

Precisely because they don’t look alike, he can’t just ignore it.

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From that day on, Qin Jiaye was really worried.

He didn't dare tell his parents or grandfather.

My cousin’s mental state must not be very healthy. She was afraid that the old man would make a fuss, so Mingming became even more rebellious.

Second, we dare not leave it alone.

With my cousin's IQ, if she is unhappy, the person who makes her unhappy will be in disaster in minutes.

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At the age of 17, Qin Jiaye is under psychological pressure that he shouldn't have at his age.

This worry continued until the summer vacation of his second year in high school, but Qin Jiaye still couldn't come up with any solution.

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It has to be said that in this process, Qin Jiaye took two years and gradually mastered the bottom line of getting along with Xi Mingming.

As long as you reach the details drawn by his cousin, if you step over the line or cross the boundary, the cousin will at most punch you twice or kick you twice.

Look, this is how people become humble step by step, and this is how their demands are lowered step by step.

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There were only a few days of summer vacation between the second and third year of high school.

Qin Jiaye's final exam results this year have made historic progress, and he has been officially promoted to the key class. The two of them will have to go back to school for another week of play.

These days, there is no such thing as giving extra lessons that violates regulations.

Only parents whose children are not called back to school for extra lessons by teachers are worried.

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At seven o'clock in the evening, after dinner, the family sat together on the sofa, eating watermelon and watching the news.

Qin Jiaye was always concerned about his dear cousin: "Mingming, by this time next year, we should have received our admission letters. Have you decided which school you want to apply to or which major you want to study?"

Aunt Qin raised her head from a large piece of watermelon and joined the chat group with great interest: "Oh, right, which school does Mingming want to apply to? What do you want to do in the future?"

Uncle Qin was reaching for the washbasin, ready to eat another piece of watermelon.

Hearing his son's question, Xigua stopped eating and took a rag from the coffee table to wipe his hands. "Mingming, you're going to be a senior in high school soon. Have you decided which city you want to go to study in?"

Uncle Qin spoke with nostalgia: "Your mother studied at Hanjing University in the provincial capital."

Hanjing University is one of the top ten 985 universities in the country.

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Aunt Qin paused while eating watermelon and coughed.

Uncle Qin finally reacted and chuckled awkwardly, "Uncle... just asking. It's up to you to decide which city to go to and which school to attend."

They are not well educated and are not very willing to help their children make decisions.

Xi Mingming smiled. She was not the original body and did not have any emotional ups and downs towards her mother.

Qin Jiaye didn't give up. With his parents by his side, Xi Mingming wouldn't jump up and kick him immediately.

"Mingming, you haven't told me what school you want to go to and what major you want to study. You're not like me. You may not be able to get into the school and major you want. As long as you want it, you can definitely get in."

As for whether he would be kicked out later, Qin Jiaye didn't want to think about it for the time being.

Woohoo, he was really worried about the society having one less highly intelligent criminal.

Xi Mingming glanced at him and said, "You still know this? A person who can't even get into the school or major he wants to study, and yet still feels no guilt and speaks so brazenly, how shameless he is."

A knowing blow.

Qin's parents ate watermelon while watching the two siblings bickering.

The couple looked at each other and decided that the house would be lively only if they had two children. Before Mingming came over, their son was never willing to watch TV with them.

Qin Jiaye rubbed his chest, which was aching from being pushed, and waited for the anger to dissipate a little before stubbornly restarting the topic: "I'm asking about Mingming, really. Dad, Mom, and Grandpa actually care about you, but they just don't dare to ask you. Tell me, what major do you want to study?"

Xi Mingming looked at the Qin couple and Grandpa Qin. The three adults looked away when their gaze caught their attention.

Shao Qing couldn't help but look back again, with an expression that showed extreme concern yet forcing him not to ask any more questions.

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System synchronous chatter: [That’s enough, the child is worried to death. Such a good child, but you squeezed him, hit him, and controlled him... Even after all this, he not only doesn’t hate you, but also keeps caring about you and wants to change your distorted world view, life view, and values.]

Xi Mingming got a headache from chanting sutras.

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On TV, foreign correspondents, covered in dust and dirt, stand among the ruins of war-torn countries to report.

Xi Mingming pointed at the news screen and answered casually: "Huaguo Renmin University, majoring in journalism."