Pianpian Does not Grow Up

Year 2008.

At the beginning of January, N city was closed due to heavy snow.

Looking out from the sixth floor, the sky is foggy, the road is covered with snow, and the cars parked outside the school are like face bags covered with icing sugar, fluffy and delicious.

"Um…"

Ji Pianpian licked her lower lip, hungry.

She got out of bed and digs out a supermarket bread from the cupboard barefoot-tearing it open, biting it, frowning.

Terrible!

Let's make do, she would rather starve to death than leave the dormitory with sufficient heating in this weather.

With a slice of bread in his mouth, Ji Pianpian sat back on the bed and stared at the laptop on the bed table.

The notebook is not big, about twelve inches, Lenovo's brand, Ji Heyu's new favorite.

The night before Ji Pianpian set off to S City, she acted like a baby and threatened her life: "Brother, you can't bear to have your underage sister in a strange city. Go to the Internet cafe to check information for professional courses!"

Ji Pianpian said that it was justified and well-founded: "How messy internet cafes are, everyone has them, if your sister, I'm going to stumble..."

Ji Heyu, who was holding a hard-shell book in front of the book table, raised his head slightly. The night light cast his sharp black hair on his forehead from top to bottom. The complexion was frosty white. The man had a high nose and thin lips. His facial features were clear and handsome. Only one pair The black eyes were cold, revealing a cold temperament that was not compatible with each other.

Ji Heyu's voice is like ice: "Stop?"

The two brothers and sisters gave birth to six or seven cents, but one was as cold as ice and the other was as soft as sugar.

Ji Pianpian is not afraid of him, blinking a pair of beautiful big eyes: "Right, you have no younger sister if I make a mistake!"

"Oh," Ji Heyu closed the book with a clatter, expressionless: "Then come on, my only child's dream is realized by you."

Ji Pianpian: "..."

The older brothers who are more than seven years old from other people's families are all pet sister crazy demons, and only her family is a proper cold-blooded demon!

Ji Pianpian was so angry that she didn't dare to ask her parents. She was able to escape the nightmare of her senior year, and it was a great thing to go out to study a major leisurely, so how could she dare to ask for it anymore.

Besides, her training school has a dedicated computer room for students. Unless she wants to go back to the dormitory to watch anime and play games, she really doesn't need to bring her own computer.

Ji Pian arrived in S city dejectedly, found a professional teacher, checked in, and opened the suitcase—

Ji Pianpian: "!"

Throwing this perfunctorily on the luggage compartment, the black notebook is not Ji Heyu's heart!

Ji Pianpian raised her eyebrows and called her brother. After a ringing, there was a cruel sound of hanging up.

Ji Pianpian was not angry at all, and sent him a message: [Thank you Lord Longen! 】

Ji Heyu: [Online late at night, kill without mercy. 】

Ji Pianpian is happy: [Understand! 】

Ji Pianpian wanted to bring her laptop so, in addition to the convenience of watching anime and chasing dramas, there is also a game on the screen—"Heaven Cry".

This large-scale online game, which has been online for more than two years, has long been popular all over the world, ranging from primary school students to seven or eight years old to twenty-four-year-old men (referring to Ji Heyu).

It stands to reason that Ji Pianpian is not qualified to play. As a senior high school student, the countdown to the college entrance examination above his head, let alone online games, even sleeping is a problem.

But Ji Pianpian is not an ordinary senior in high school. With her own hip-pulling performance, after poisoning seven or eight tuition teachers, she unexpectedly gained first-line life.

The head teacher, Lao Wangyu, called out Ji's father earnestly: "Ji Pianpian's grades make it difficult to get a bachelor's degree."

Dad Ji caught up with that era. With his daring temperament, he made a lot of money. He also married his beloved wife and gave birth to a pair of children. It stands to reason that he should be blessed.

I don’t know that his disobedient **** son was admitted to a good first-class university, but he dropped out of junior year; his daughter, cute and cute, is a caring little padded jacket, but his grades are not good. Top 30 in the class.

Seeing that none of the two children could graduate from college, Ji's father, who hadn't finished junior high school, had a heartache!

Knowing his mood, Lao Wang pondered for a long time and said: "There is also a way for Ji Pianpian to take a serious undergraduate exam."

Father Ji's eyes lit up: "Well, how many tutors do you want? Is thirty enough!"

Lao Wang: "..."

Thirty? Does it mean that one person helps promote a ranking!

Then your daughter can't get the first place in the class either!

It's useless to ask for tutoring. The child will be resuscitated early.

Lao Wang suggested that Ji Pianpian take the art college entrance examination.

Ji Pianpian is a student who works very **** weekdays and has a pleasant personality. The teachers like her very much, but she can't improve her grades. It seems that even a good college is not enough, which is really regrettable.

Lao Wang thought that she was in a good family situation and that she must be able to afford the cost of studying a major. With the idea that one thing is one thing, he asked Ji's father to discuss it.

Music needs to be from elementary school, and fine arts should be buffered for at least one or two years. Only emerging choreographers and hosts are expected to be quick.

Ji Pianpian's other subjects are very poor, but her language is quite good, and she has won awards for her composition. It is very hopeful for her to try her major in choreography.

In addition, Ji Pianpian's appearance is outstanding, and his speech is clear and eloquent. You can also try to host professionally.

As soon as Lao Wang said on the phone, there was no reason why Dad Ji didn't listen.

Communication University of China!

Beijing Film Academy!

Oh, his daughter doesn’t have enough literacy points, she will definitely not pass the exam...

But there are many other undergraduate (re-study) universities to choose from!

As long as he has passed the professional courses, Ji Pianpian can at least take two books.

Since Dad Ji left home, his biggest wish is to have a decent college student in the family. Ji Heyu, who has not graduated, is not counted. He is so mad at him!

As a result, Ji Pianpian broke away from the sea of ​​questions in the third year of high school and embarked on the broad road of professional studies.

In fact, the art test is not easy, but Ji Pianpian is very suitable for choreography.

She loves to watch movies and follows Ji Heyu as "countless readings". In addition, she likes to write something, and she has written three diaries full of small essays and short stories.

For the choreographer major, the important assessment items are film review and improvisation.

Although Dad Ji is still in a cold war with his son, he still respects his opinions.

Ji Heyu commented: "Very good."

Ji Pianpian wanted to be grateful for her second words.

Ji Heyu added: "God closed one of her doors and had to open half of the windows."

Ji Pianpian's apricot eyes narrowed, her face collapsed.

Ji Heyu's long and slender eyes slanted toward her: "With such a stupid brain, it is impossible to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well. If you can write a small composition, you won't be hungry."

Ji Pianpian: "..."

Don't ask, you just can't beat it! !

Professional classes are much easier than cultural classes, especially in the recent heavy snow in City S. The school was closed for three days. Ji Pian Pian nestled in the dormitory and played games happily.

In fact, she has never played such a large-scale online game. She is so busy in high school, how can she have time to play games.

I’ve never seen pigs run when I’ve never eaten pork. The cold-faced devil in her family plays Tian Cry, and her life and death friend Fu Xuehui is also playing. Sixty percent of her classmates want to play in their dreams, but the exam papers Overwhelming, no fun.

It's so interesting, how could she miss it?

Just play this...

It seems to be that way?

Ji Pianpian has been playing for more than ten days, knowing the general number of games, she just keeps on doing tasks-the system tells her what to do, and she does it, and upgrades her experience when she finishes it.

She has never seen scenes like Ji Heyu fighting and killing Dugu and seeking defeat; she has never experienced the fashion and food creation artifacts like Fu Xuehui said to make a fortune and wealth; as for the master and apprentice, love, gossip, and gossip of the students. She is even more unheard of.

So she was playing like a fake day and weeping!

Ji Pianpian manipulated the characters on the screen to accept the task, and just received a task that he didn't know what it was, a QQ message popped up.

Rotten or not to pay: [Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

Ji Pianpian’s eyes hurt: [Thank you for changing your name to Groundhog Reincarnation. 】

Is it rot or pay: [God of saving ah ah ah ah ah ah! 】

Eighteen groundhog screams are omitted here. Fu Xuehui didn't know how she touched the computer, and finally got on QQ, and what she sent was such a series of ghost calls.

Ji Pianpian can roughly see the reasons for Miss Fu's emotions from countless ah.

It happened to me: [Photo? 】

Is it rot or pay: [Yes, yes, I am really handsome! 】

It happened to be me: [...]

Fu Xuehui's screen-swiping speech:

[I never dreamed that there are people in this world whose looks are the same as our brother! 】

[No, no, a photo can’t change my heart, I still love my brother the most! 】

[But this side of the face is absolutely amazing, it was still photographed, it is hard to imagine how explosive this deity is! 】

[The forum has been deleted completely, and my hands are almost saved. 】

[Good sister, no thanks! 】

Following Fu Xuehui's thoughts, Ji Pianpian received a high-fuzzy photo in the chat box.

The reason why it is described with high ambiguity is that the pixels of the mobile phone are not good, the angle is very tricky, and the mosaic is circled around in order to avoid exposure of privacy.

this…

Ji Pianpian took photos with no expression on her face, and she had no hope of dealing with Xue Hui's aesthetics—after all, this is a girl who thinks that the facial paralysis demon king Ji Heyu is extremely handsome.

The photo pops up, and a small half of the screen is spread. Ji Pianpian's drooping eyelids are lifted, and her apricot eyes are bright.

The overall high blur of the photo can't hide the beauty of the person in it.

This is a candid angle after zooming in from a distance. It looks like it is in an amphitheater. The man is leaning against the dark blue table and chairs. His long legs are still slightly curved across the steps. The upper body is wearing a black sweater. Obviously the clothes that cover the body the most, but because of the stiff shoulders, they look stylish and material.

Outside the closed cuffs is a hand capable of screaming. The back of the hand has clear bone protrusions. The fingers holding the pen are slender and white, and they are as cold as ice sculptures against the black pen.

As if he noticed someone taking photos, the man tilted his head slightly, and under his slightly drooping eyelashes were a pair of deep and intimidating black eyes.

What's more terrible is that he even bends his lower lip when he sees the camera, the joke in his eyes smashes the condensation, his posture is dangerous and charming.

Ji Pian turned off the photo in a snap.

However, although…

At that moment, she actually had a guilty conscience that she was caught in a sneak shot!

Fu Xuehui really had a problem.

This is the same value as her brother?

This is simply a hundred streets away from Ji Heyu!

Ji Pianpian didn't dare to continue to look at the photo, she poked at Xue Hui: "What is your name?"

She listened to Fu Xue Hui's daily life before she played Heavenly Weeping. The gods in the game created legends one after another, even so powerful that the officials could change the value for him.

At that time, Ji Pianpian was just listening, but now...

want to know!

It doesn't matter how technology is, she's poked her by her looks!

Fu Xuehui didn't return to her. The senior high school student was found by his parents, and the network cable was unplugged.