What's wrong with the fake daughter? Sister is still the god of gold

Kyoto University, men's dormitory.

Qin Fuguang had just finished writing his competition report and opened his phone to entertain himself, but when he saw someone specifically @ing his circle of friends, he was completely stunned.

My waist, which had been bent for a whole day, finally broke, and my heart finally stopped beating.

The future is fleeting.

He turned slightly, looked at the figure still typing on the keyboard, and asked, "Congheng, are you going back to Jinshi the day after tomorrow?"

"Well, what's wrong?" Lu Congheng didn't even turn his head, his bony fingers tapping the keyboard rhythmically, and obscure codes appeared on the computer screen.

He was almost completely focused.

Qin Fuguang raised his eyes and glanced at his computer.

He asked with a lack of interest, "Why do you spend all day coding?"

Lu Congheng heard the desolation in his buddy's tone, stopped typing, turned around, and said with a half-smile, "I'm not typing code, I'm typing you?"

The teasing tone was very clear.

Qin Fuguang retorted without hesitation: "Knock your dad."

"You can knock my dad if you want. Should I call him now?"

"Pure-blooded divine gold."

Seeing that his mood had brightened up, Lu Congheng asked, "Are you going back to Jinshi the day after tomorrow too?"

"Well, I'm going back to see my sister." Qin Fuguang's eyes darkened, he clenched his fists, and said word by word: "By the way, I'll kill another person."

Fortunately, we now live in a society ruled by law.

Otherwise, he might really do it.

A question mark slowly appeared on Lu Congheng's forehead, and he wondered if there was something wrong with his brain.

He asked back, "It's not very convenient to kill someone, is it? Did something irritate you?"

"Lu Congheng, why should I apply to Peking University?!"

"I don't know. You never told me."

"..." Qin Fuguang was speechless, then said, "I don't have many classes in my senior year, so I might move out next month. Do you want to move in?"

Lu Congheng turned back to typing code, "Thank you for the invitation. I have a lot of classes in my sophomore year."

"After all, you're pursuing a double degree. You might be a little tired now, but you'll be even more tired after graduation." Qin Fuguang stood up, stretched his muscles a bit, and then asked, "Do computer science majors have a lot of homework?"

"Okay, do you want to help me write it?" Lu Congheng asked sincerely.

"I'm not in the mood. The thought of my sister falling in love makes me feel bad from the bottom of my heart."

A pure sister complex, there must be a sister in every ten sentences.

For a moment he couldn't understand how his sister had become an adult.

"Which sister? Fuyao or Ruanruan?"

Qin Fuguang sighed to the sky and said indignantly: "Both of my sisters! I can't accept a man touching my sisters."

“…”Is it that serious, buddy?

Lu Congheng stopped typing and turned back to persuade them, "When they reach a certain age, they will definitely have a relationship. Instead of complaining here, you should spend time instilling in them the correct view of love."

Qin Fuguang smiled wryly, "That's a good suggestion, but don't make suggestions next time."

"Guangzi, don't you and Fuyao usually chat a lot?"

“…” You are a man who hurts my heart.

"She told me not to send her messages unless it was necessary."

The brother and sister are both familiar with each other and yet not too familiar with each other.

Hearing this, Lu Congheng tactfully skipped the topic and asked, "Do you want to go back together the day after tomorrow?"

"Sure, please book a flight for me."

"Row."

"Lu Congheng, there's something wrong with you! Why are you so easy to talk to lately?"

"Then order it yourself?"

"You should order it for me, thanks."

"..."

Time flies, it’s Monday again?(`?′)?!

Qin Fuyao got up early today and, together with Qin Ruanruan, walked into the classroom ten minutes early.

Then, you can see the classroom where you can hear a pin drop.

“??!” What’s going on?

Others are making money and finding a partner every day.

Class 11 is now obsessed with studying and can’t help themselves?

Qin Fuyao slapped Situ Jinghong on the shoulder. He was sleeping on his stomach, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of immersive learning.

"Stop sleeping, wake up!" Qin Fuyao put away his schoolbag. "How can you sleep at such a young age?"

Situ Jinghong opened his blurry eyes, and before his mind could come to his senses, his right hand subconsciously grabbed the ballpoint pen.

He murmured, "Help me up, I can still continue learning."

Qin Fuyao lowered his eyes and looked at the person who was still drowsy. "Look carefully, I am Fuyao, not Fuwo!"

Situ Jinghong burst out laughing and said speechlessly, "You are sick. You made me want to laugh so early in the morning."

"Study hard, everything will be fine." Qin Fuyao ignored him, sat on the chair, took out the organized math notebook, and checked for omissions again.

Everyone in Class 11 naturally noticed their movements.

Everyone waited for an opportunity and quietly opened a small group.

Passionate open mic.

"Quick report! What did Qin Fuyao and Situ Jinghong talk about?"

"I don't know. You'll have to ask the student council or Qingya."

"@学委 @糖糖, you two should log in quickly and stop studying. Why do you study all day long?"

"The student council member is using headphones to practice listening, so I guess he can't hear it."

"Qingya... I don't know what's wrong with that little girl, but when she gets serious about studying, she's got so much energy."

"Student Councillor and Qingya: Don't cue."

"Speaking of which, why did Qin Fuyao come so early today? Ten minutes early. Not one minute, not two minutes, but a full ten minutes!"

"The scariest thing is that she starts learning after just two sentences."

"I'm not Sister Li. I'm already number one in the grade, so what am I still studying for? If I could get number one in the grade, I'd tear up the family tree and start writing from my page."

"I'm not kidding. If I could get first place in my grade, all the ants in the neighborhood would have a table full of them."

"In other words, if the ants in the school don't know that our class is number one, is that our fault?"

"Today I will lie down next to the ants' ears and tell them one by one."

"I can't stop laughing, hahahahahahaha (she covers her mouth lightly with her white and tender hands and smiles adorably)."

"What's wrong? (Her eyes sparkled, revealing her white teeth, her slender fingers gripping the hem of her clothes)."

"How can you talk like that? (She frowned slightly, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and acted like a spoiled child)."

"Don't tell anyone you're Class 11 when you get out. It's like you're crazy..."

"It doesn't matter. Even if you are mentally retarded, you are the best mentally retarded people in the world."

"You guys chat slowly, I'll continue studying."

"My body is in school, but my soul is on vacation."

"Don't just think about taking a vacation. If you take it any longer, it will be completely forgotten."

……

The small group gradually calmed down, and the classroom was filled with the sounds of turning pages and the touch of pen tips on paper.

Before the bell rang, He Yunxu tiptoed to the back door of the classroom and once again saw the "weird" learning atmosphere.

Why do these kids always make some "death" noises from time to time?

A dead silent death.

As a teacher, I am really a little panicked!