big communicator

Chapter 100 Tsing Yi
At 11:27 in the evening, Qin Xiaoyu stood shirtless in front of the mirror again.

It was useless for only one day, and I actually felt that this mirror was a bit strange.

He was so unfamiliar that he didn't know what expression to use to face himself in the mirror.

"Are you an abyss?"

After nervously uttering a word in front of the mirror, Qin Xiaoyu took a selfie with his mobile phone that was not very professional.

Because of the lighting and angle issues, I look as ugly as ever in the photo.

"Xiaoyu, are you asleep?"

When he was being ugly by himself in the mobile phone, Qin Qingyun's voice suddenly sounded from the corridor outside the house.

Judging from his tone, he should have been drinking.

"Here you are, Dad, you're back."

Throwing the phone on the bed, Qin Xiaoyu reached out and opened the door.

Qin Qingyun has always respected the child's privacy, and would never easily enter his room without Qin Xiaoyu's consent.

"Slim again."

Walking into Qin Xiaoyu's room with a flushed face, Qin Qingyun said something to Qin Xiaoyu reeking of alcohol.

I've been busy with work these days, and I haven't seen Qin Xiaoyu for a while, so I just took advantage of the time when my wife wouldn't let me in, so I came over to chat with my son.

"Get kicked out by my mother again?"

Seeing that Qin Qingyun was struggling to stand, Qin Xiaoyu said with a smile.

He is very clear about his mother's temper. As long as his father has been drinking, he will never be allowed to enter the house. This is an unwritten rule of the Qin family.

"I came out by myself. I was afraid that the smell of wine would taint her."

Hearing Qin Xiaoyu's words, Qin Qingyun's face seemed to turn redder, he staggered to the bedside and sat down, reached out his hand and took out a few comic books from his pocket.

"I just saw it at the bookstall after get off work, and I bought it when it looked new."

"Slam dunk?"

Looking at the comic book Qin Qingyun handed over, Qin Xiaoyu's expression became confused for a moment.

Why did I suddenly think of this? This is my hobby when I was in elementary school.

At that time, the slam dunk was very popular in China, and Qin Xiaoyu tried his best to pester Qin Qingyun to buy a whole set of slam dunk cartoons every day. Later, Wang Cuifang saw that Qin Qingyun couldn't stand the trouble, so he took the belt and beat Qin Xiaoyu hard. Qin Qingyun came forward.

Although this fat beating broke Qin Xiaoyu's thoughts at the time, it also made him remember a grudge with his family for a while.

Later, when he was a little older, Qin Xiaoyu also knew that his request at that time was a bit too much.

There was no online shopping at that time. It was not easy to buy a complete set of Slam Dunk comics in Qingcheng City. Another more important reason was the price. With Qin Qingyun’s salary at that time, buying a set of genuine Slam Dunk comics was actually a complete set. It's not easy either.

"It's quite new, Dad, why did you suddenly think of buying comic books?"

Flipping through the comic book in his hand, Qin Xiaoyu saw Yingmu Huadao's ugly hairstyle after the Hainan war at a glance.

They are all young, so why don't I think this hairstyle is ugly.

Come to think of it, the flat head is exactly the same as my hairstyle in elementary school, one word: cool.

"Don't you like to look at it? I flipped through it just now. The drawing is not bad. The number 11 in it looks like my son."

After listening to Qin Xiaoyu's question, Qin Qingyun replied with a smile.

Your son won't have a girlfriend if he grows up like this
Qin Xiaoyu really didn't dare to accept his father's compliment. The character he likes is Mitsui, so it's fine if he grows up like him.

"Have you been playing basketball lately?" Qin Qingyun asked.

"It's too late to fight, too lazy."

"Oh."

After listening to Qin Xiaoyu's answer, Qin Qingyun's expression became a little disappointed.

Since the comic book incident, Qin Xiaoyu has never asked himself anything else. These years, he has always been resigned to everything, which made him feel guilty as a father.

"Dad, are you okay?"

As for his father Qin Qingyun, Qin Xiaoyu still knows his tricks very well.

Every time he came to him after drinking, he definitely had something to tell him. The pocket money his grandfather gave him back then was that he asked for it back after drinking a few bottles of beer.

It's not that I'm too naive, it's mainly because I can't afford it.

Who can bear to spend half the night talking.

"It's nothing, I just want to talk to you, if it's nothing, you can read comic books first."

"It's been over for many years, what are you looking at?"

When Qin Xiaoyu said this, Qin Qingyun suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

I just found an excuse at random, but knowing that my son is so honest, I can only use the strength of alcohol to lament the years.

"It's over. Time flies. In a blink of an eye, my son has grown into a young man."

"Dad, what are you trying to say?"

Qin Xiaoyu never paid much attention to his father's sensationalism. His words were too blunt and his expression was unnatural. Anyway, it sounded like two words: embarrassment. After thinking about it, I still need to clarify it myself.

I believe my dad thought so too.

"I just think it's time for such a young man to think about his life's major events."

Glancing at Qin Xiaoyu, Qin Qingyun said quietly, after all, he doesn't have the ability of his wife Wang Cuifang, and after being nurtured for so many years, he still only makes his son impatient.

Is there something that was not done properly?
"I'll talk about this later, and I will hurry up."

After hearing what his father said, Qin Xiaoyu felt that the foreshadowing was too blunt. If he said it directly, the effect would probably be better than what he had been exaggerating for so long.

"How are you and that female classmate doing now?"

"That's it, the relationship is still going."

"Talk it to others, and if you think it's okay, bring it back for me and your mother to see."

"I know, I know"

After sending Dad back to the room in person, Qin Xiaoyu went upstairs with the comic book in hand. Mom and Dad are probably going to quarrel, so I better not follow along now.

But looking at my mother's expression, how do you feel that she is the mastermind behind the scenes?
……

Putting the comic book on the table, Qin Xiaoyu sat on the edge of the bed and laughed secretly.

If he hadn't been afraid of getting involved in the war, he would have been downstairs watching how his mother educated his father.

The bickering between these two people is very interesting, especially after the father drank the wine, he kicked in the sky and kicked in the ground, and they couldn't even talk on the same channel. It was a model for adjusting the family atmosphere.

"Your father really loves you."

Just when Qin Xiaoyu was considering whether to find another reason to go down and watch, suddenly, a voice came from the mirror.

It's not the usual tone of voice, as if someone is singing an opera with his throat squeezed.

Although he had heard opera before, Qin Xiaoyu was still frightened by the sudden voice.

I really can't stand the lack of preparation in the evening, but I just had a good time physically and mentally.

Turning his head to look in the mirror, Qin Xiaoyu, who had already put away his smile, felt a chill in his neck.

In the mirror, a woman dressed in a blue pleated dress and completely dressed in a costume was looking at herself with a smile. Although the dress was stunning, she seemed to have an indescribable sense of horror.

"Hong Dutian?!"

　One hundred chapters, mark it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)