Chapter 113 "Love Qing's Life"

[There was a poll in the topic area before! I think ‘strings’ sounds great! 】

[There are also people who nominated animals, hahahahaha]

[The most unexpected ones are bracken and celery]

【Why are they all vegetables! Although compared to Xiaolang, we are no good (tears)

【Please be serious o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓】

[That’s too rude. When we meet next time: Are you also a member of Qin Jue’s family? 】

[Help, hahahahaha, the picture is so funny]

[The sense of immersion is so strong that I have already picked out two sea view villas]

【Be arrogant! How about a ‘super’! 】

[Sounds like bald]

【+1】

[Nana, that, peerless? Juejiajun? 】

[It’s better not to give it up, it feels too arrogant and may attract bad people]

[Yes, doesn’t Xiaolang often say that we should be more Buddhist and not live in ups and downs?]

[Second suggestion, we won’t cause trouble, just think of a title to express our love~]

[Sisters, I have a suggestion. Have you watched "Shi Shuo Xin Yu"? 】

"I love you dearly, so dear, if I am not dear, who will be dear?" This fan sent a voice message with a soft voice and rhythmic articulation, "This is "Shishuoxinyu·Huodiao" The content here is that in ancient times, 'Qing' means 'you' and 'Jun' means 'you'. The wife of Wang Rong, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, did not call her husband 'Jun', but only 'Qing'. "

"Wang Rong then said to his wife one day, you are so disrespectful to me and you have to change. His wife smiled and said the previous sentence, which meant, 'It is because I kiss you and love you, so I I call you 'Qing'. If I don't call you 'Qing' directly, who should call you so intimately?' After hearing this, Wang Rong felt his wife's deep love and never minded her ignoring her again. My dignity is no longer attached to the so-called etiquette and morality.

"What I'm thinking about is that 'Qingqing' is a homophonic pronunciation of 'Qin', and it can also express our fondness and closeness to Qin Jue himself. What do you think?"

【Wow! It’s the cultural sister! 】

【Love it, love it, the voice sounds so good】

[Vulgar people like me don’t think so much. If we are lovers, the little wolf can kiss us and love us (dog head)

【Alas! Here are some peaches for you! 】

【Eat peaches together.jpg】

After Qin Jue finished his dinner, he returned to his desk and put on his headphones again.

"How's it going? What did you discuss?"

She picked up the materials for the third drone and asked casually.

【Qingqing! ! 】

[That’s right~ Qingqing sounds great! 】

[Xiao Lang, please say dear and dear to you! 】

"Dear dear friends?" Qin Jue was stunned for a moment, "Uh, do you love your dear friends?"

Do they want the fans to call them so wildly?

Isn't it?

【……】

【Grass! 】

[What's wrong with you? Give me back my romance! ! 】

[You big straight man woo woo woo woo woo]

[It’s a shame that we still think about not being arrogant and not attracting gangsters! As a result, you ascended to the throne directly! (tremor)

[Different starting point, same ending...hhh]

"???"

Qin Jue looked confused and searched for a long time before finding the fan's voice message.

By the time she finished listening, the barrage had already begun with "Emperor Qin ascended the throne and unified the world."

Qin Jue covered his face.

"Okay, blame me for being uneducated."

She looked at the sky helplessly. What the hell is this? When a normal person sees the word "Aiqing", the first reaction is to refer to the historical title, right?

"Okay, dear friends -" Qin Jue shook his shoulders helplessly and smiled, "Okay, okay, stop shouting slogans."

"I don't know, I thought I was going to found a country." She raised her forehead and said, "I also saw that some people are worried that some people will take advantage of it again. Oh, it's just a joke. Don't take it seriously. Don't take it too seriously. .”

【hhhh understand】

[Yeah, yeah, you know what’s appropriate]

"It's okay to make jokes occasionally, but don't think I'm superior to you." Qin Jue said with a smile, "Don't take my words as an imperial edict, and don't create any personality cult. If I make a bad movie in the future, If your acting skills have deteriorated, you still have to look at it as objectively as possible, criticize it normally, and don’t use too deep a filter.”

"Ahem. My, um... dears." Qin Jue couldn't help but shuddered, "Hey."

It's so numb, I'm going to get goosebumps.

[Hahahahahahaha, I made you bully the fans just now, so you should pay it back in this world]

【Oh, my ears are so cute with red ears(*/ω＼*)】

"Next is the assembly process of the third drone." Qin Jue said expressionlessly and forcibly changed the topic, "Dear dear friends, science and technology are the primary productive forces. Please follow me to learn about the design and installation of drones. …”

【He is anxious, he is anxious hhhhh】

[I laughed so hard that I squirmed around, it was so cute]

In this way, the live broadcast slowly ended in the usual leisurely manner. Qin Jue completed the four drones. At the same time, the number of male fans in his family skyrocketed to hundreds of times a day. With the phrase "Aiqing", Qin Jue successfully gave the official resources section Several memes were added to the timeline, and the fan interaction section was discussed with laughter for several days, providing popular science to other Qingqings who did not catch up with the live broadcast.

However, the person in question, Qin Jue, was not so comfortable.

The night after the live broadcast ended, she lay back on the bed and relied on the brief relaxation she got from her fans to support her next move.

Tomorrow afternoon there will be a scene where Mo Sen kills someone. It is not a one-sided massacre, but a wrestling match between two ordinary people.

The fighting instinct possessed by Qin Jue, who has experienced many battles, has become a drawback. Whenever any conditioned reflex is revealed, Mo Sen's role will be played out in an instant.

The struggle of ordinary people between life and death...

Qin Jue closed his eyes and thought carefully for a while, and his memory returned to the time when he had just entered the apocalypse.

Zombies were wandering downstairs, banging against the unit door.

All residents closed their doors and hid in their homes, afraid to show their faces.

Then one day, a neighbor called Qin Jue's residence. In the background of the call, there were the painful sobbing of a woman and the harsh cries of a child.

"Xiao Qin, please, please—"

The middle-aged man begged on the phone, "We are a family of three and have too much to talk about. Please give us a small bag of flour."

At that time, Qin Jue frowned slightly and sighed.

She was most familiar with the sound of people crying and could tell the clues directly.

"Okay, Uncle Wang, come and get it."

Qin Jue replied calmly and heard the other party's surprised voice coming from the receiver.

She entered the kitchen in silence, picked out a knife from the knife rack, and held it in her palm.

Neighbor Lao Wang knocked on the door.

The moment he opened the door, he rushed in and grabbed Qin Jue's neck.

Qin Jue's face turned red and veins popped out in his arms. After struggling repeatedly for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and pierced the kitchen knife into Lao Wang's back.

After the man was in pain, she curled up her legs and kicked off. Then, without running away, she rushed forward, holding the knife tightly and stabbed deep into the flesh and blood, and then stabbed in again...

The unglamorous corpse fell in front of Qin Jue, and the strong smell of blood reminded her of the days in the underground boxing ring.

Holding back retching, Qin Jue dragged the corpse away, replaced the blood-soaked kitchen knife, inserted several new sharp weapons into his belt, and covered them with his coat.

The sound was definitely heard upstairs and downstairs, but they didn't dare to go out out of caution and fear.

Qin Jue chopped and hacked repeatedly and opened the door of his neighbor Lao Wang's house.

The rancid smell and the stronger smell of blood hit his face, and the woman's continuous moans floated into his ears.

Qin Jue took the knife and walked over step by step.

In the kitchen, she saw her wife with only the upper body left, and the child with two hands.

“We are a family of three and we have too many mouths”….

Lao Wang's words echoed in her mind.

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