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Chapter 6 Little Brother

Compared to the melancholy Qin Ling and the yuppie Murong Qiao, Zhao Xinghe is a muscular young man who is tall and strong. He is an athletic man at first sight. Just now he almost withstood six opponents by himself and still punched powerfully.

Don't fall behind.

"...Wow! Officials love each other, applaud and applaud!" Tang Bairi felt that he had had a crazy experience today...

"Now...do you want to go home?" Qin Ling looked at Tang Bairi with inexplicable joy, who looked absent-minded.

"Ah ah ah ah, let's go home. Isn't today Saturday? I'm not used to the climate. I'm confused!" Tang Bairi looked back and tried hard to find the poor schoolbag he had just thrown out to show off his "gangster girl" aura.

, "Where's the schoolbag? Dear, I didn't mean to do it. Come on, let's have a good chat."

"Here!" Murong Qiao picked up the schoolbag from far away and trotted over to deliver it over attentively, "Beauty, do you want to consider joining my young master's 'Three Thousand Beauties in the Harem Group' and receive red envelopes every day?"

"Ah! Thank you. I'm allergic to red envelopes." Tang Tang's fake smile girl is doing business online.

"You should go home quickly. Those little eunuchs are nearby. It's not safe for a girl like you. Don't stay outside." Qin Ling greeted the others and planned to leave, "Xinghe, Ye Zi, let's go! Murong,

Stop trying to trick your new classmates, let’s go!”

"Then where are you going?" Tang Bairi seemed to have just begun to understand that his deskmate was both a little angel and a little devil!

"Have breakfast." Qin Ling raised his arms without looking back. The other three boys and girls in the colorful morning light also waved to the confused Tang Bairi.

After the poor Comrade Tang was once again removed from the blacklist, Tang Tang received several WeChat messages from his father:

"Dad is busy at the store today and won't go home at noon. There are cold noodles and ready-made juice in the refrigerator. You can make it yourself."

"Your mother can't leave when the theater is open, so there's no need to leave food for her at night."

"Breakfast has been heated in a thermos pot for you. It includes your favorite pot-roasted meat and sauced bones. Leave some big-bone sticks for Wangcai, so don't chew them too clean."

"The key is in the fourth flowerpot by the door."

"Dad is really getting more and more verbose." Tang Bairi turned off his mobile phone and suddenly tilted his head and thought, I wonder if my little brother from Qinling will be as greasy and nagging as my father in a few years...

When my little brother gets old, I will accompany him to live in the most expensive nursing home. I push him in a wheelchair and take him to bask in the sun every day.

Then, let him watch me dance in the square with other old men.

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After two bus rides, classmate Tang Bairi, a senior practitioner of Road Chi, returned home. Under the pitiful eyes of the ugly local dog "Wangcai", he gnawed on a few big-bone sticks indiscriminately, and then he became depressed.

The little girl felt uneasy on the way back. When she got home, she felt something was wrong no matter how much she thought about it. She sat on the sofa with her toes almost touching the floor. Her cell phone turned on and off, turned off and on again.

"Ahem, are you there? Little brother." Tang Bairi summoned up the courage to lick the iron railings in the Northeast winter when he was a child, and sent a silly emoticon.

The other party replied instantly, "Is something wrong?"

"Little brother, what are you doing?"

"'Daydream', that's a good name for you."

"You're not the little brother, are you?" Tang Bairi was dumbfounded.

"Are you calling her so close now? What did I miss?" Murong Qiao dropped his friend's cell phone, looked at Qin Ling who came back from the bathroom, let go, and was beaten for a while.

"What are you doing with my cell phone?" Qin Ling grabbed the chopsticks on the table and threw them at Murong Qiao's head with a "throwing hand dart" technique.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you must have a guilty conscience, your little sister is looking for you." Murong Qiao dodged to avoid the "hidden weapon" and hurriedly turned around to share the gossip with Zhao Xinghe and Ye Qingmeng. Yes, yes, our children are also in spring.

"How disgusting are you?! Tell Uncle Murong tomorrow about your reward of NT$10 million to the female anchor!" Qin Ling grabbed the phone.

Murong Qiao stood petrified...

"Little brother? Qinling?" Tang Bairi here was still waiting for a reply.

"it's me."

"What are you doing?"

"KFC, breakfast!" Qin Ling glanced at the dialog box, wondering if it would scare her... deleted it and reposted "We are having breakfast at KFC and will go home to do our homework later."

"Angang..." The girl with no experience in love was at a loss for words. What else could she talk about... waiting online, it was quite urgent.

"Don't call me little brother anymore." Qin Ling looked at the snickering friends opposite him.

After receiving the news, Tang Bairi's breath was stagnant. He wouldn't bother me anymore. He thinks I'm nosy? The girl didn't understand, so she cautiously sent her a message: "Why?"

Qin Ling didn't know why, it seemed to be nothing...but...tsk...it sounded so disgusting: "There is no reason, I mean, what if you are older than me?"

"I am 03, seventeen." Tang Bairi reported obediently.

"..." Qin Ling still didn't understand this girl's brain circuit, "I am also 17."

Why should I answer it? It’s not about a blind date and birth date...

"That, that, I am in September." Tang Bairi typed until he stood up from his sofa.

"I am August..."

"Little brother!"

Hurry up and scream! Otherwise you will be disliked!

"You deserve it!"

"I'll tell you if you're making a fortune!"

"Have fun with you!!"

Voices came quickly one after another. The girl's clear voice had a hint of anxiety, like a red-hot track created by the rapid movement of the planet in the vast sea.

Qin Ling was startled for a moment, then his eyes curved and he pursed his lips, "I understand, okay."

"I won't regret it." Qin Ling knew very well what Tang Bairi would say next, so it was better to hold off for now.

Tang Bairi on the other side was just about to type when he saw the message from Qin Ling and felt warm in his heart. Even if his little brother fights, he is still a good person. So far, of all the people I have met here, no one is better than him.

"Brother, see you at school on Monday."

"Well, see you on Monday."

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On Monday, early in the morning, Tang Bairi took his big bag of "sugar-coated cannonballs" Northeastern specialties to "capture" the Qinling Mountains.

This time she learned the lesson wisely and took care of the other mouths with Ye Qingmeng and others. Tang Bairi hurriedly took advantage of the heat to get valuable clues from her little brother.

"Ahem, little brother, let me ask you, why did you fight that day? You can't just start doing it right away?!" Tang Bairi scratched his messy hair, "Then what, I'll do it first
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