MTL - My Sister is Very Obsessive-Chapter 27 : Feeling too good about yourself

"My name is Zhao Kuo, I am a broad-minded person from Jinling, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties. I don't have any hobbies on weekdays, but I like to play games." He scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed. "If you want to play games, you can find me."

After speaking, he sat back a little shyly. Although this self-introduction was very brief, we still gave loud applause.

Finally, it was Jiang Tao's turn. This shy boy from Qianzhou, who even spoke with a local accent, didn't seem to be used to speaking in front of everyone.

"I, my name is Jiang Tao, from Qianzhou?"

"where?"

Because Jiang Tao's voice was a little small, Liu Weiyi didn't hear it clearly, so he interrupted with a stab at it. Jiang Tao's face was flushed with embarrassment.

"Qianzhou, the southwest side."

"Oh, Qianzhou, I've been there. I went there with my dad for a self-driving tour last summer. The scenery is pretty good."

What he said originally meant that he wanted to praise Qianzhou as a good place, and I understood what he meant, but when I glanced at Jiang Tao's expression, I realized that he seemed to have misunderstood something.

"Probably that's all!"

Jiang Tao pushed the glasses that had slipped on the bridge of his nose and sat down directly.

The scene was a little quiet, I was the first to react, and I took the lead in applauding, and then Liu Weiwei and Zhao Kuo also applauded.

After that, we talked about the goals of the university and the prospect of the future. Of course, it is inevitable to mention professional issues. After knowing that I am a Chinese medicine clinical student, not an information engineering student. , they looked very surprised.

I gave them the words that the class guide explained to me as they were, and it was a reluctance to explain. As for more questions, I couldn't answer them.

Liu Weiyi's ideal is very simple, how to be happy, and the ideal of the game house is even simpler, that is, he hopes to be able to reach the master rank. As for Jiang Tao, he just shook his head gently and said that he had no idea.

I guess it must be an idea, just not willing to say it, the most annoying thing for people with an accent in Mandarin is to use long sentences and say a lot of words.

When they asked about me, I smiled indifferently,

"I hope to save more money this year!"

They all laughed, because they didn't know how difficult it was for me to save money.

The first plenary meeting of the dormitory ended at nearly four o'clock. I told them that they had to go out in a hurry. Jiang Tao and Zhao Kuo didn't say much, but Liu Weiwei, who was very unscrupulous, started again. Come on joking,

"Are you coming back at night? I really envy you having a girlfriend like this, and her girlfriend is very beautiful."

"It's really not a girlfriend." Although I have explained it many times, the effect seems to be unsatisfactory. He still stubbornly regards his sister as my girlfriend, "Come back at night, but it may be later."

It should probably be late, I thought, so the long, snow-white and delicate legs began to appear in my mind again.

Sure enough, for men, women are like Pandora's Box. Once opened, it is difficult to close again. I am a little bit hard to extricate myself. Although I don't want to admit it, it is an indisputable fact.

Not to mention the pain, the entanglement is a little bit after all.

After leaving the dormitory building, I called my sister's phone. It is worth mentioning that what I was holding in my hand was still her mobile phone.

It was connected, but there was no meaningful sound from there, except for the rubbing sound between the rebirth and the quilt, just some yawning sounds of unknown meaning.

"Still in bed?"

"Yeah!" The girl's nasal voice is always very annoying, "I just woke up, I was woken up by your phone call, and you are responsible."

"Then go to sleep, I'm going to the library."

"Go to the library..." My sister's voice was a little dazed, and then she swept away lazily, "No, I'm going too."

I guess she's already sitting up from the bed.

"I'll wait for you at the entrance of the library!"

"I'm coming to pick you up!"

"I'm almost there."

"ohshit!"

After speaking, the other side hung up the phone angrily.

I was standing at the door of the dormitory, looking at the mobile phone with beeping busy tone, with a face full of tears and laughter, I guessed that she might be faster this time.

The weather is very hot, and you can tell by looking at the distorted air like water waves in the distance.

I picked up a shady place to walk, and there were quite a few people along the way. Today is the last day of the new student report, and it is estimated that everyone who should come should have come.

"Senior, may I ask how the library is going?"

I was walking under the shade of a tree while looking at the surrounding scenery, when suddenly two girls ran up to me, hand in hand, to ask for directions.

The two girls are a little strange, wearing masks on a hot day, and, most importantly, they are exactly the same height, hairstyle and dress.

They are all red short-sleeved shirts with SpongeBob SquarePants printed on their chests, black short skirts and white knee-length stockings full of girly styles, making them look full of vitality.

The difference is that the girl who asked for directions had a left-handed braid on the top of her head, while the girl who was pulled by her had a right-handed braid.

Both girls wear a black frame, the one without lenses, it should be used for that, I guess, because my sister also wore it when I was in junior high school, and I felt like I was looking at it with glasses. It was a little more gentle, but I stopped wearing it later, probably because I thought it was "humiliating"!

Regarding their strange costumes, I only showed a little surprise, and then I didn't bother anymore.

I corrected my identity first, and then raised my hand and pointed in the direction of the library,

"I'm not a senior. You walk along this road. There is a junction in front of you. You can see the library by turning in."

"Uh, thank you... classmate!"

The girl's eyebrows were slightly curved, and her voice was interrupted. Obviously, she should have smiled awkwardly.

After thanking her, she took the other girl and ran away without looking back, not giving me time to be polite.

But her voice was really nice, and it made me unconsciously think of the string of wind chimes in front of my sister's window at home, which I gave her on her sixteenth birthday.

At that time, she verbally disliked it for a long time, but now it is still hanging in front of her window.

When I say wind chimes, I actually want to say... Her voice is as crisp and sweet as wind chimes.

This little episode wasted a little bit of my time, but I think my sister should be on the way here by bike.

Gently pulling the hair on his forehead, he followed behind the two vitality girls, also heading towards the library.

As I also turned into the intersection, the two girls turned their heads more frequently, acting very vigilant, as if... they regarded me as a trailing idiot... It was really embarrassing.

I lowered my head and touched my nose pretending not to care. When I raised my head again, I happened to see the two girls running holding hands.

It's...so sad...

Too lazy to think too much, I continued on my way, and finally, when I was about to reach the entrance of the library, I was blocked by a vigorous girl who jumped out of the flower bed on the side.

She crossed the mirrorless frame with angry eyes, stared straight at me, and asked,

"Why are you stalking me and my sister, is there any intention for us?"

Have an intention? What kind of logic is this? There are always bad people trying to harm me? These words made me wonder whether to laugh or cry. I glanced at the chests of the two girls with disdain, and I couldn't bear to look directly at the amount of deformation of SpongeBob SquarePants on the chest.

I said, girls, your self-feelings are too good.

Don't talk about "big" in front of girls with small breasts, and don't talk about "long" in front of girls with short legs. This is an eternal truth...

Of course, I didn't dare to express contempt in the face of the small **** of the two young girls, because I might be accused of "molesting", so I chose a very formal answer.

"I didn't follow you, and my destination is also the library."

"You want to come to the library too?" The girl's eyes were suspicious. "Do you think I would believe it? You are a stinky pervert and an idiot."

"I've explained it anyway, believe it or not."

My expression gradually became cold, and my voice was no longer as gentle as before.

I have seen a lot of beautiful girls, and the most evil one is Chen Sisi, but I have never seen Chen Sisi have such a good sense of self, as if all the people in the same way are coveting your beauty.

Speaking of beauty, in this hot day, except for those who are really inferior to their appearance, who would wear a mask.

Apparently, the girl who was 90% similar to her, who was being held by her, noticed the change in my tone and expression.

She gently tugged at her sister, and said in a persuasive voice,

"Forget it, sister, let's go!"

This pair of sisters, the older sister is outgoing and the younger sister is introverted. Is this a common problem with twins?

The elder sister ignored her advice, but raised her head very strongly, looked directly at me, and questioned me again,

"Okay, I'll ask you again. Since you want to come to the library, why didn't you explain when I asked you the way before, so you can walk with us in an upright manner."

That's the problem, girl, I didn't say it clearly because I didn't want to go with you in an open and honest way.

I took a deep breath, although I really didn't want to continue entanglement with this aggressive girl, but obviously, if she didn't get the answer, she would never give up.

"It's a bit complicated to explain, among which..."

"Honey, who are they?"

Accompanied by the sound, there was also an icy, biting murderous aura.

I put my hands on my face, and I want to cry without tears.

"Well, I thought too much. It's not complicated to explain it..."