*No matter what he becomes, I know he will love me.
It was only afternoon when Meng Chunyu and Meng Chunyu returned to the dormitory from the movie theater. For a playful little girl, it meant that the weekend had not started yet.
Meng Chunyu immediately painted a smoky makeup that seemed nondescript to Zhiqi, and then bounced away in a black suspender dress.
When Zhi Qi was the only one left in the dormitory, the quiet needle drop could be heard.
Her long eyelashes fluttered for a moment, she walked to the front of the computer desk and sat down, her slender fingers paused on the keyboard for a while before tapping the word 'Jiang Qi' lightly.
A lot of entries popped up on the webpage, and Jiang Qi's sinister and handsome face jumped into view. Even though he was mentally prepared, Zhiqi's heart still skipped a beat for nothing.
The girl entered the ocean like a dried-up fish, and almost greedily searched for everything about Jiang Qi on Baidu and Weibo, and saved various pictures—even setting one of them as a computer desktop.
Of course, it is inevitable to see a lot of controversial remarks about Jiang Qi.
"Watching the Sky" was originally just a low-cost suspense crime film with a limited audience. The only selling point of the previous publicity was the fame of director Shen Lei.
However, after it was released, due to word-of-mouth fermentation, it suddenly exploded.
Among them, Jiang Qi's superb performance is of course the first achievement, and the feedback effect he has received is also the greatest. Zhi Qi, who has never surfed the Internet very much, now goes to Weibo to see it, and Jiang Qi's name is impressively listed in four or five hot searches. daimyo.
Just like Meng Chunyu who just watched it, there are very few viewers who have watched the movie "Watching the Sky" who are not crazy about Jiang Qi's handsomeness, and the comments are basically-
'Where are these crazy beauties coming out of? Damn it! '
'Is this really a newcomer? This acting is too scary! It is recommended that those traffic who can't even cry learn to learn...'
'This thing is talent, isn't Jiang Qi a newcomer? '
'Really, why do you need such acting skills if you have such beauty, and why do you need to be so beautiful if you have such acting skills? '
…
At the beginning, the praise was basically one-sided. After all, Jiang Qi's performance in "Watching the Sky" was really amazing.
But looking at it, some gossip eaters who had unearthed Jiang Qi's past gossip began to speak ill at each other—
'This man has been in prison, it's true, what kind of a good person is he who broke the law when he was a minor? I guess the perverts in this movie are just acting in their true colors. '
'Ever in jail? ? ? ? Fuck, my filter is broken! ! ! '
'I ask the tenth-level gossip master to popularize the cause and effect of science, the heart of eating melons is so hungry and thirsty! '
'Who knows? Maybe this newcomer is mentally ill. '
'Hype right? Can you be an actor after being in prison? '
'Yeah, doesn't this bring down the Internet atmosphere? It is strongly recommended to get out of the entertainment industry! '
…
The trend of the Internet age changes so quickly, love is also theirs, and hate is also theirs.
It is worthless.
Zhiqi's black eyes were quickly covered with a layer of mist-like coldness, and she laughed lightly mockingly.
She felt a little distressed because of these people's good or bad comments on Jiang Qi, but she was not worried about Jiang Qi's reaction after seeing these comments.
If a young man like Jiang Qi is also depressed because of other people's evaluation, then his life will basically only be sad.
And Zhiqi accompanied Jiang Qi for many years when he was young, and the biggest "skill" he learned was to only pay attention to what he wanted to pay attention to.
Everything else is just a passing cloud.
Zhiqi is also searching online for everything about Jiang Qi, who she 'want to follow'.
It's a pity that "Watching the Sky" has just been released, and there are no resources on the Internet for her to watch repeatedly. Apart from this movie, Jiang Qi has no other works. Zhi Qi can only drink poison to quench her thirst and repeatedly look at those pictures on the Internet.
He doesn't have any public activities yet, and he doesn't have his own fan group, most of them are "fuzzy pictures", "raw pictures" and the like.
In high spirits, the mobile phone placed aside buzzed and vibrated.
Zhiqi glanced sideways, the word 'Zhiyu' flashed on the screen, she tilted her head slightly, and answered softly: "Brother."
"Are you in the dormitory?" The male voice on the other end of the phone was low, but his aura was inexplicably strong beyond doubt. He said directly, "I'll go find you."
"Yes." Zhi Qi answered first, and then asked with some doubts: "Why did you come to me?"
"Confiscate your mobile phone and computer." Zhiyu proved his personality and aura with actions, and said simply: "Don't go online recently."
…
"Brother, there's no need." Zhi Qi naturally knew what he was doing this time, and sighed lowly: "I know that Jiang Qi is acting now."
There was a full three seconds of silence on the phone.
When Zhiyu opened her mouth again, she gritted her teeth slightly: "Don't you f--- you don't surf the Internet much?"
Zhiqi has long been used to Zhiyu's irascible temperament, so he just smiled slightly: "I happened to be dragged to watch a movie by my roommate, and I saw him act in this one—brother, four years have passed, is Jiang Qi even more handsome? gone?"
Her nonchalant 'idiot' appearance made Zhiyu on the other side of the phone feel the urge to drop the phone.
"I don't fucking care about that kid." Zhiyu's voice became serious, and she warned: "You clear your mind, don't get close to him, Jiang Qi... what Jiang Qi will become now, we don't know gone."
Zhiyu is three years older than Zhiqi, and she has been in charge of her since she was a child. When facing her, she is used to being strong and saying what she says.
After the kidnapping case eleven years ago, for nearly half a year, Zhiyu personally picked her up to and from school—even though their time often didn't match, the older brother would take the initiative to find a way to cooperate.
And Zhiyu naturally knew about Jiang Qi, and was as grateful to him as Zhiminglin and Mei Ran.
He also knows that his younger sister likes to cling to Jiang Qi, so while he can't laugh or cry about it, he doesn't object at the same time.
Three years old is not in vain. Although Zhiyu was still a teenager at the time, she thought she could judge people and distinguish good from bad.
He knew that although Jiang Qi was a bit cold and weird, he was a good person, so he would not object to Zhi Qi's frequent contact with him, and he even walked around with Jiang Qi a lot.
After all, putting aside everything and only looking at Jiang Qi, Zhiyu also thinks he is a 'cool' boy.
It's just that these understandings are limited to Jiang Qi who was four years ago, before the age of seventeen.
And after the age of seventeen...
It is said that the prison is the darkest place in the world, where all the ugly souls gather, which can make a person reborn from broken bones and completely change his temperament.
So now Zhiyu can't imagine what Jiang Qi will look like after staying there for three years.
After all, separated by a layer of screen, his danger, coldness, and evil spreading around him make people shudder... Zhi Yu naturally can't rest assured that Zhi Qi still has anything to do with Jiang Qi, but he knows Zhi Qi better than anyone else. Xi's obsession with Jiang Qi.
like now.
"Brother, no matter what he becomes." Zhiqi held the phone and said firmly, "He will always remember me."
The girl's obsession made the back of Zhiyu's hand holding the phone tingle with veins.
"So what if you remember you?" He hated iron but steel, and his tone was almost fierce: "Can you eat it?"
"Maybe it's ok, after all, you have enough water to drink." Zhi Qi smiled and retorted softly: "Brother, don't worry, I won't go to him now."
"But I know he likes me. No matter what Jiang Qi becomes, he only likes me."
This is her extreme confidence in herself and Jiang Qi, and she has not doubted it for a minute or a second in four years.
Zhiqi knew that her boy was not coming to her now, but he just didn't know how to face her.
But she will obediently wait for Jiang Qi, her phone number has never changed.
Because this is a bloody 'agreement' between them.
After Zhiqi finished speaking, regardless of Zhiyu's rage on the other side of the phone, she boldly hung up the phone.
Maybe it's because those who are favored have nothing to fear, she knows that Zhiyu will not be really angry with herself.
The girl's dark pupils returned to the computer screen, which was covered with Jiang Qi's photos.
One of them is the side face of a young man. His jet-black hair was blown up by the wind, but there is a small faint scar on his forehead, about two centimeters long. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it. It can be covered with the current makeup method. Seamless.
Maybe only Zhiqi knows how this scar came about.
This was Jiang Qi's forehead cut with a sharp piece of gravel.
That was probably after Zhiqi had known him for almost two months.
The little girl fell in love with pestering Jiang Qi, and went to play with him after class, and asked Mei Ran to bring two copies for lunch, and went to find someone to eat at noon every day.
Gradually, Jiang Qi got used to her presence a little bit, not as solid and frozen as at the beginning to keep people away thousands of miles away.
Zhiqi gave him something, and he ate it, but didn't accept the rest.
He also gradually became able to play with Zhiqi, and most of the time he would silently agree to the girl's naive and naive requests.
Jiang Qi couldn't express it, but he obviously didn't dislike Zhi Qi, the 'destroyer' who forced his way into his nihilistic world.
Even... Jiang Qi's always indifferent glazed eyes gradually began to smile.
After all, girls are probably the cutest creatures in the world.
It's just that there are many students who dislike Jiang Qi, but now such a beautiful and lovely girl as Zhiqi pesters him every day to treat him well, which will only make other people's dislikes worse.
It's not that there is no malice in the world of elementary school students, not only that, it is often more prosperous.
It was an ordinary day. After school, Zhiqi ignored Cui Shuangshuang, who was beside her with eager eyes and wanted to go with her, packed her schoolbag and left the classroom.
Since the last time she 'followed the trend' and said that Jiang Qi would also kill people, Zhi Qi didn't want to play with her anymore.
Children's likes and dislikes are often as simple as that.
But "evil" has no reason in the eyes of black-hearted people.
Zhiqi went to the third class and didn't see Jiang Qi's figure, but saw the schoolbag in his place, so the little girl thought he was going to the bathroom, and waited for him against the wall outside the class.
Chatting in every possible way, the little girl simply played with her schoolbag with her two little hands.
But when the students in the class were all gone, and seeing the teacher was about to lock the door and turn off the lights, Zhi Qi had no choice but to take Jiang Qi's schoolbag out of the classroom, and continued to wait in confusion.
Jiang Qi... where did he go? He wouldn't even go home without his schoolbag, would he
The brightly lit corridor fell into a deserted silence. Zhiqi stood where she was, and was hesitating whether to leave too, when she vaguely heard a whimpering sound coming from a classroom around the corner.
Zhiqi was taken aback, and subconsciously walked towards the source of the sound.
It was an abandoned music classroom that was not very commonly used, it was so late... how could there be anyone
A sudden sixth sense made the little girl feel uneasy, and her heart was pounding.
Until she got to the door of that classroom and saw the scene inside through the narrow glass window on the door, her big and dark pupils shrank suddenly—
Several senior boys were surrounding Jiang Qi and pressing him on the podium, acting fiercely and brutally.
The black brows of the boy who was firmly controlled were tightly frowned, which became more and more obvious on his pale face. The corners of his mouth were bruised, apparently enduring the pain after being beaten.
The boy's eyes were cold and red, like cold iron, a wild and unruly light.