MTL - My Sister is Very Obsessive-Chapter 50 : Movies and Popcorn

My sister originally wanted to play the doll machine with me, but in the end we agreed to play next time because she said she wanted to go to the movies.

I promised her to accompany her to play crazy for an afternoon.

So we chose a cold drink shop, and after each asked for a glass of freshly squeezed lemon juice with ice, we took out our mobile phones and started to choose a movie.

Although the theater is upstairs, online booking is popular now, and sometimes it is cheaper, but it is very convenient.

"What do you want to see?"

I held a glass of cold drink in one hand, and swiped at the screen of my phone lying on the tempered glass table with the other.

I myself prefer sci-fi movies, of course not the domestically produced "Inconceivable", or children's movies like "Yangtze River No. 7". What I like is the kind of grand scenes, based on a lot of cutting-edge technology, and hard work that uses appropriate reverie and reasoning. Sci-fi movies.

It is a pity that I have never seen such a movie in our country.

Our country does not lack excellent science fiction works, but rather lacks excellent directors and actors who are not eager for quick success.

Many times I can’t help posting on some sci-fi forums: Isn’t it good to be less eager for quick success and more persistent for no reason?

However, the response was minimal.

Although my sister is also somewhat interested in science fiction movies, she is definitely not that big. When she is bored, she doesn't mind sitting with me and staring at the laptop screen for an hour or two.

But in this kind of movie with a slightly dating nature, she would never agree to watch a big scene like "Star Wars" without a romantic atmosphere.

I don't know many movies about romantic love, one is "Your Name" and the other is "Five Centimeters Per Second", but unfortunately I haven't watched them all, because it is said that the ending is a bit sad.

I have always believed that a person's reading experience should be like this. I read fairy tales when I was young, read comedy when I was young, and read poetry when I was middle-aged. When I am old and have experienced enough joys and sorrows, I can watch anything. never mind.

"It would be nice to have a movie that combines both romance and sci-fi elements."

My sister clenched the straw with her teeth, took a hard two mouthfuls and said suddenly.

A movie that combines these two elements? After listening to it, I couldn't help but my eyes lit up, but there was actually a movie. I paid to watch it when I was at home, and it was called "Space Traveler".

So, I searched on my phone and found that there was really a movie of this movie in the theater upstairs, at 3:10 in the afternoon.

After I opened the introduction of the movie, I handed the phone to my sister,

"How do you like this one?"

My sister's pink cheeks bulged. After taking a mouthful of lemon juice, she dragged my phone over.

"Space traveler?" She spat out the straw she had bitten down, and read the movie's introduction quickly and vaguely, "Jim is one of the Avalon..."

"...the spark of love between the two of them getting along day and night!"

When reading this sentence, my sister's eyes lit up and she quickly raised her head to look at me, "That's it!"

Of course I have no opinion, "Sit in the front or in the back?"

"last row."

Without any hesitation, my sister chose two positions in the last row, and then entered the payment password for payment in one go.

"Finish!"

My sister gave me the phone back.

"You actually know my payment password?"

I was a little surprised. This is a big deal. She knew my bank card number, and now she knows my payment password.

My sister gave me a fluttering glance and knew what I was worried about. She said neither light nor heavy,

"I've known it for a long time. Isn't it my birthday? You never escaped the scope of my mother's birthday and me when you set a password since you were a child."

Um... I'm a little embarrassed, it's true, I'm too lazy to write new passwords, and too many passwords are troublesome, and there is a risk of being forgotten, I will never forget the birthdays of my sister and mother, both are six The number of digits is also convenient to use.

"Okay, since you already know, I have nothing to hide. You spend a lot of money. This money was originally reserved for you for emergency use. You can use the money in the card, as long as you don't mess around. Flowers are fine."

My sister spends a lot of money, and even my mother sighs. When I was in junior high and high school, I was able to spend a month's money. She had bottomed out in almost half a month. Ask her where the money went, and she couldn't say anything.

So, my mother stopped giving her money, hoping to cultivate her awareness of planned spending.

Of course, my mother's training plan failed in the end. The reason for the failure was me. As soon as she ran out of money, she came to me. She had a good time in the first half of the month, and she followed me to school for the second half of the month. In the cafeteria, I always complained that I was reluctant to spend money for her.

So later I got into the habit of saving a small treasury. I was afraid that one day she would spend all the money for her meals. I didn't mind starving myself for a meal or two, but she couldn't.

She doesn't need to be as fat as a pig, but she definitely can't be "skinny" either.

"Do I look like the kind of person who spends money recklessly?" My elder sister gave me a arrogant look, "I'm a very housekeeper, okay?"

"If you're a housekeeper... just talk to me, don't talk about it in front of people, so as not to make people laugh."

I coughed lightly, and gave her a small contempt, but it made her angry and angry. I picked up the lemon juice in my hand and poured it on me if I disagreed.

Of course, in the end, she didn't pour it over, she just pretended.

I pretended to be trembling and begged for mercy.

After a while, my lemon juice was finished, I looked at my phone, and there were only twenty minutes before the movie was shown, so I looked at my sister opposite,

"Hurry up, the movie is about to start."

My sister bit the straw and frantically blew bubbles, raised her head and looked at me with aggrieved expression, and left the screen with her little hand pulling the screen, gently stroking her belly,

"It's my fault, you can't say it's wasted, but I really can't drink it anymore." After speaking, she showed a flattering smile and pushed the glass with lemon slices in front of me, "Brother, you Help me drink it!"

"I really got you."

Saying that, I pulled her glass over, took two sips with the straw, and found that it couldn't come out. Then I spit out the straw and took a look. I went, the mouth was full of her teeth marks, the whole circle. Even though she was bitten flat, no wonder she couldn't **** it out.

I silently replaced the straw with mine, and with a bulge in my cheeks, I drank the rest of her lemon juice in three or two mouthfuls.

"Okay, okay, hurry up, it's about to start."

After speaking, I took her hand and walked to the elevator without stopping.

Soon we arrived at the "Jingjiong Cinema" upstairs.

After getting out of the elevator and following a passage that is not very spacious, but very brightly decorated, I came to the lobby of the studio.

The floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall is half-closed, and black leather sofas are placed against the wall. People in twos and threes are sitting at a round tempered glass table not far away, holding cold coffee in their hands while playing with their mobile phones. , while waiting for the movie to start.

My sister and I naturally didn't have to wait. As soon as we entered the hall, she let go of my hand and directed me naturally and casually.

"You go to pick up the ticket, I'll go buy snacks."

"Buy less popcorn."

"I know, you are so long-winded."

"I'm afraid that you won't be able to eat it if you buy too much, and then it will be me again."

"Then you go buy it, and I'll pick up the ticket."

My sister stared and ran up to grab the phone in my hand, but at the end I turned to my side and she stumbled into my arms.

I supported her, pushed her body upright, and looked at her helplessly,

"It's better for you to buy it, and I'll pick up the ticket."

After I finished speaking, I ran to the automatic ticket machine, my sister smiled proudly, turned around and ran towards the counter selling snacks.