"How did I warn you? Did you listen? It's only been a long time since you graduated, and you dare to obey. You resigned behind your mother's back. You don't know how hard it is to find a good job now? Your surname is Qin? I think your surname is King!" The old man scolded and spit flying all over the place, Qin Baobao lowered his head, not daring to talk back.
Wang Zijin, surnamed Wang, was taken aback and turned to look at Qin Ze.
The so-called knowing father Mo Ruozi, Qin Ze understood the old man's vicious curse in seconds, moved to her side calmly, and lowered his voice: "The bastard is in confinement—fucking (finished)."
The corner of Wang Zijin's mouth twitched, and he said to himself, if you scold your daughter, scold your daughter. My surname Wang provoked you, and I was shot while lying down.
"Don't look at my dad who teaches science, his literature level is unambiguous at all, and he scolds people and sneaks." Qin Ze said again, but Qin Ma gave Qin's lightly squinted eyes and immediately fell silent.
"Are you a material in the entertainment industry? That's where you can enjoy yourself?" The old man drank tea to moisten his throat, and continued to scold: "Two months ago, I resigned quietly and joined Star Arts Entertainment quietly. , You really deserve to be my daughter, and she really taught you how to play tricks. Do you know what people say about you on the Internet?"
Big tits
Playing with long legs for ten years
Give grass ten points
When the old man thought of the comments on the Internet, he felt evil and wanted to beat his daughter to death.
After scolding for about ten minutes, the old man took out a feather duster not much younger than Qin Ze from behind the pillow.
Qin Baobao's face turned pale, and he took a few steps back in fright.
Qin Ze also changed his face drastically, this was the "weapon" specially prepared for him back then.
The old man shouted: "Stand over here, stand at attention when you are beaten, haven't I taught you?"
Qin Ze next to him complained in his heart: You taught me, right
Qin Baobao cast a pitiful look at Qin's mother, Qin's mother was like an old monk in meditation, watching his nose, nose and heart.
"Stretch out your hand." The old man sipped again.
With tears in his eyes, Qin Baobao stretched out his white and tender right hand reluctantly.
Qin Ze saw his father's expression and knew that he was really angry, just like Qin Baobao signed a contract with a scout without authorization. Fortunately, it was just an entry form and had no legal effect. Even so, the old man beat him up with a feather duster, while Qin's mother held a rolling pin.
This time it was even more ruthless, and he directly signed a contract to debut and appeared on the show.
"I'll let you cut the network cable." The old man waved the feather duster, and he could guess that the network cable at home was cut by the daughter.
"Snapped!"
The feather duster slapped Qin Baobao's palm hard, and her sister screamed in pain, tears streaming down her face, and jumped a step away like a frightened deer.
"Stand over here." The old man shouted.
"Snapped"
Another hard blow.
Qin Baobao broke into a cold sweat in pain, he hadn't been beaten like this for many years.
"Snapped... ... "
The feather duster was in Qin Ze's hand. The old man looked suspiciously at his nervous son. Wang Zijin and Qin's mother were also taken aback. The elder sister looked at her younger brother with tears in her eyes. It was like seeing a man who supported her and made decisions.
Qin Ze himself was also confused, hey, I'm going, am I desperate? Am I trying to die
Seeing his sister being beaten, Qin Ze uncontrollably blocked her, almost instinctively and subconsciously. Strange to say, when he watched his sister being beaten back then, he happily watched the show, but now, he found that he couldn't see his sister being beaten.
You may not believe it when you say it, but it was done by your own hands.
Can I withdraw please
The old man stared at him, and there seemed to be a storm gathering in his eyes, getting stronger and stronger.
It's too late to regret now. So he straightened his neck and said, "Dad, don't hit her, it's because I didn't supervise well."
The old man sneered: "Have you supervised?"
Qin Ze said with a guilty conscience, "I supervised... right?"
The old man sneered again: "You are also my good son. Why didn't I realize that you are so talented? You write songs and play the piano. When I taught you, you were like a piece of rotten wood. One day you will be free, salty Yu turned himself into a great talent. I, as a father, have no ability to teach my son, and I misunderstood my son, that’s what I mean. He’s really my good son.”
Qin Ze subconsciously said, "Dad is right..."
The second half of the sentence "I was wrong" got stuck in my throat.
"Dad was right, I was wrong" is the official standard language for father and son to play right. Whenever the old man finished beating Qin Ze, or when Qin Ze was going to be beaten, he had to say something.
Qin Ze has developed a conditioned reflex, but halfway through the sentence, he suddenly discovered that the grammar is correct, but he used it at the wrong time...
Seeing the blue veins on the old man's forehead throbbing furiously, the thunderous anger was brewing, and it was expected to explode in a few seconds.
At this time, he received a task reminder from the system. Taking advantage of the time when the old man was brewing the prehistoric power, Qin Ze clicked on the task and looked at it: "Help Baby Qin through the difficulties, reward 160 points for success, and deduct corresponding points for failure .”
It means to take the blame for Qin Baobao, to take the beating for her.
I actually have such a perverted desire in my heart
"Dad, I was actually the one who encouraged her to become a star." Qin Ze said loudly, "Thousands of mistakes are all my fault, so beat me up,"
Qin Baobao was moved by his brother's bravery, and took a step back happily.
The old man nodded Qin Ze with his finger, gritted his teeth.
Qin Ze stretched out his hand obediently.
The old man sneered twice: "Who said he was going to beat you?"
Well... ...
An ominous premonition filled Qin Ze's heart, and the old man's roar sounded next to his ears: "Kneel down!"
When Qin Ze did something wrong when he was a child, the old man carried his son's ear into the study and made Qin Ze kneel down. He waved a feather duster like a bayonet at a devil...
To paraphrase the lines of a well-known anime: At this moment, Qin Ze finally recalled the fear of being dominated by the old man, and the shame of being locked up in the study and standing as a punishment.
"Dad, I was wrong. What I said just now was all false. You should continue beating Qin Baobao." Qin Ze said loudly.
The elder sister retreated in a hurry, hiding far away, and looked at him vigilantly.
The old man's way of educating his son is never to beep if he can do it. Walking around behind Qin Ze, he raised the feather duster and gave it a hard blow.
There was a muffled sound, not as crisp as the slap of the palm just now.
Qin Ze grinned in pain, the old man obviously kept his hand from beating his sister, Qin Ze suddenly realized that he couldn't escape the beating, and beat him after beating his sister, otherwise, why would he come back together.
"I let you egg her on, and I let you write her songs."
"I asked you to hide it for her, you are so courageous."
When the old man beat his son, he still didn't forget to accuse Sang and scold Huai to warn his daughter that Qin Baobao was timid, and every time the old man dropped a stick, she would tremble, as if it was not on Qin Ze, but on her.
Seeing Qin Ze being punished, Wang Zijin opened his mouth, but couldn't think of a reasonable reason to dissuade him. Isn't it only natural for me to beat my son. She is an outsider, how can she stop her, her words are completely meaningless.
The old man was smoking happily, when there was a sudden click, the feather duster, which was not young, was finally overwhelmed and broke.
Qin Ze heaved a sigh of relief. As expected, persistence is victory, and he finally beat this evil feather duster to death.
Qin Baobao also heaved a sigh of relief, the feather duster was broken, and after the father finished beating his younger brother, he was puzzled and had nothing to beat her again.
Wang Zijin also heaved a sigh of relief, seeing Qin Ze being beaten, she actually felt a little distressed.
The old man sneered: "I still have the belt!"
Qin Ze: "..."
Qin Baobao: "..."
Wang Zijin: "..."
This spicy old radish.
"Okay, let's get rid of your anger." Qin's mother came forward at the right time to act as a peacemaker. She used to play this role. The old man played the bad face, and she played the red face. After the old man gave the big stick, Qin's mother gave Tianzao again, and hugged little Qin Ze: "Baby son, don't cry, mother will kiss you."
Qin Baobao's kiss rewards are mostly inherited from his mother.
Of course, there are also mixed doubles occasions, such as Qin Baobao changing his name and signing a contract with a scout. Another example is that Qin Ze was encouraged by his sister to steal money from the family to buy popsicles to lick.
"It's past ten o'clock, let's rest first, and we'll discuss it another day." Qin Ma said lightly, and the expressions of the siblings changed drastically.
Oh, let me go, as expected, the dog that bites does not bark...
The old man dropped the feather duster in his hand, and cursed: "I'll teach you a lesson tomorrow." Angrily, he turned around and walked towards the master bedroom. When he passed Baby Qin, he stared again: "There's still you."
The old man slammed the door.
Qin's mother stayed behind, looked at her son, then at her daughter, and poked her daughter's forehead with her finger: "I will let you die, and my brother will be beaten."
Qin Baobao pouted and looked like a doormat. She couldn't act like a baby to her mother as usual, because on this matter, mom and dad were on the same side.
"It's so late, stay home and sleep."
Qin Baobao reluctantly said, "Oh."
She cannot escape.
"Zijin, you sleep with the baby, and auntie will cook for you tomorrow." Mother Qin said kindly.
"Okay, thank you, auntie." Wang Zijin is also a woman who can act, and her smile is impeccable.
"Mom, I have to go to work tomorrow, so I'll leave after a night of sleep." Qin Baobao said immediately.
"Leave?" Qin's mother chuckled, "If this matter is not resolved, I can't leave."
Qin Ze's room was next to his sister's room. He walked back to his room with his back supported, and Qin Baobao followed him in.
"Go back to my room, I don't like to see you." Qin Ze scolded, "I said that sooner or later I will take the blame for you, what a goddamn prediction."
Qin Baobao acted cowardly in front of his father like a little white rabbit, but in front of his younger brother, he was a big tiger with claws and claws. He said confidently: "You are a younger brother, so you just want to take the blame for your sister."
Too lazy to reason with women.
Qin Ze felt a burning pain in his back, so he took off his coat.
Qin Baobao blushed for the first time, spat, and cursed: "I know you have a good figure, you are beautiful every day, hum."
"Crazy." Qin Ze rolled his eyes and turned around: "My back hurts, please help me."
Qin Baobao was stunned. Qin Ze had more than a dozen bruises of different shades on his back, and the most serious ones were all purple. It was shocking to look at. After staying for a few seconds, my sister cried "Wow", wiped her tears, and ran out of the room: "Mom, Mom, Dad broke Aze, woo woo woo..."
Qin's mother was washing up in the bathroom, she was startled, she really thought that something was wrong with her son, she ran into the room with her daughter, Wang Zijin was next door, heard the movement, and also came over.
"It's okay, it's just a bruise." Qin Ma breathed a sigh of relief.
When he was a child, Qin Ze was often beaten and bruised, but the bruises on his butt are not scary. Who didn't get his ass bruised by his parents when he was young. The bruises on the back give the illusion of being abused.
"Don't be dumb, buy a bottle of YN Baiyao for your brother." Mother Qin instructed her daughter.
Qin Baobao wiped away tears and went out.