Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

When little Qilin was begging for his misery for the hundred and eightyth time, Brother Long finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"It seems that you haven't reflected enough. You still need to continue this ideological education class."

Little Qilin pushed Brother Long's hand away, touched his face twice, looked unhappy, but still kept his mouth shut.

No one can stand going home before finishing school to take two interest classes, and then after dinner listening to their professor father lecturing on ideology and politics for two hours while citing classics.

"I told you not to get addicted to your phone. You haven't visited your pony in half a year."

Little Qilin sat slumped in the chair with his head hung down. It was said that Brother Long was cuter when he didn't speak. Now that he opened his mouth, he could speak one little word after another, even more eloquent than his father.

Seeing Qingyun looking at him curiously, Xiao Qilin said weakly, "Brother Long applied to the school to study in the physics laboratory. The school applied for him to go to Jingzhou University's Institute of Physics for research during this winter vacation."

"I get dizzy when I see physics, and I just like playing drums."

"You can tell your uncle and aunt." Qingyun was a little confused.

"I do want to, but the problem is that I'm only seven years old now. My parents think I'm just acting on impulse and I don't slack off in my academic studies at all."

After saying that, he glared at Brother Long who was quietly copying calligraphy next to him, "The teacher said that Brother Long should first make up for the courses in other basic subjects, and then recommend him to study in the special class of Jingzhou University."

"With a brother like this, I can't even hold my head up in class."

The little Qilin was getting sadder as he spoke. Brother Long put down his brush and looked at the calligraphy he had just copied with satisfaction, saying, "I am your brother, you don't have to feel inferior to me."

Little Kirin: ...

Qingyun covered her mouth and laughed secretly. She had heard that Brother Long was a genius in physics. He could understand the knowledge points at a glance, and the textbooks were as easy for him to read as extracurricular books. But Xiao Qilin didn't even know what physics was.

"I only got a good grade in math. There were 20 students in the class, but I was the only one with a good grade. The rest got all A's. I can't even imagine what a disaster it would be if you, Brother Long, passed away and the family business was handed over to me."

"It's okay. At least you know yourself." Ignoring the little Qilin rolling his eyes, he put the paper aside and waited for it to dry. "If you don't know how to count, I'll teach you."

"As the saying goes, a summer insect cannot talk about ice. A genius like you will never understand a dish like me." The little Qilin spread his hands, "You won't understand even if I tell you."

"Your attitude towards learning is not correct." Qingyun disagreed with him, "Why do you tell yourself that you can't learn it?"

"My uncles are all 30 years old. They study for four hours every day. They study very hard and the teacher says they are doing very well."

"Little Qilin, you just don't understand it now, but that doesn't mean you won't understand it tomorrow, and it doesn't mean you can't learn it. It doesn't matter if you learn it again, even if it's a little slower."

"Qingyun is right." Brother Long walked to their small table and sat down. "I didn't understand these things at first, but I don't like to go out, and I don't have anything else to do. I watch these for ten hours every day, so I can understand them now."

The little Qilin pouted and said aggrievedly: "Why are you also criticizing me?"

"I'm sorry, little Qilin, I made you unhappy with what I said." Qingyun smiled embarrassedly, moved to his side and hugged him, "What I mean is, I will always believe that little Qilin is an invincible warrior."

"The one you knocked last time, was it called Warriors Who Dared to Climb? It sounds good, can you knock it again?"

Talking about his beloved drum set, the little Qilin seemed to be rejuvenated as if he had been injected with vitality, "Hey, really? I'll play it after dinner. I'll have more energy after a full meal."

"Okay!" Qingyun nodded vigorously in cooperation.

Little Qilin was happy again. Qingyun turned to Brother Long and said, "Did Sister Xuedai tell you that the film has been edited?"

"Yes, she said she will review it again this week. We will go and see it next Sunday."

"Then when will it be released?" Qingyun calculated with his fingers and concluded that it probably won't be released this year.

"That will have to wait until next year. They say the market is unstable this year and no one has the energy to engage in these entertainment activities."

The investigation team from Jingzhou was really powerful. They dealt with a group of people in just two months. Even half of the people planted by Fu Shengyu were killed, and Zhou Yunsheng's followers were also cut to pieces.

People with the rage buff are really not easy to deal with. Qingyun heard that a large number of people went to please Li Yu, offering him projects and orders. It is estimated that he will not be able to stop until he gets lots of orders.

"What are you thinking about?" Little Qilin waved his hands in front of Qingyun's eyes.

Qingyun came back to his senses, "Ah, how's Mango?"

Speaking of the kitten, Little Qilin sighed slightly, "It's really too picky about food. It's not as obedient as Kang Kang. Kang Kang eats everything."

Thinking of all the flattery during this period, the little Qilin was a little angry, "You don't know, it doesn't eat dried fish, eggs, or cat food. It only eats chicken breast."

"It has to be fresh chicken breast. If it's frozen in the refrigerator, or if it's not finished in the previous meal, it won't eat it in the next meal."

"It's really not as good as Kang Kang." The little Qilin pouted and muttered while lying on the table.

Brother Long tilted his head and looked at Qingyun, then raised his head towards the little Qilin, as if asking, is it you who should do the educating or he should do it.

Qingyun spread his hands, looking helpless. "Little Qilin, I remember that you don't like carrots. You don't like them in any way you cook them. You don't even like carrot juice or noodles. You're too picky. Carrots are good for your eyes."

"How can they be the same?" Little Qilin said with a look of disapproval, "My mother said that eating blueberries is also good for the eyes."

"So there's nothing wrong with you not eating carrots, then why is it wrong not to eat or like mangoes?" Qingyun asked back.

"That's different." The little Qilin sat up straight, "I just don't eat a few foods, but Mango only eats fresh chicken breast."

"It also eats fish. It ate the salmon that I didn't finish last time very happily." Brother Long added.

"That's too expensive." Little Qilin now knows the prices. Although he thinks Mango is not as good as other cats, he still does his best to take care of him.

"It has eaten better food, but it still wants to eat chicken breast. Isn't Mango a considerate little cat?" Qingyun widened his eyes and pretended to be unable to understand.

The little Qilin was speechless for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "But it's not clingy at all. It doesn't like to be touched or hugged."

"It's independent and brave, and has its own ideas. Isn't that good?"

Little Kirin: ...

"Whatever you say is fine, why don't we take turns raising them?" The little Qilin came up with a brilliant idea.

Qingyun shook his head, "No, Kang Kang was the first kitten I chose. I made preparations before raising it, and I will also take the responsibility of taking care of it."

"I will not break my promise to the little Qilin just because of what he said!"

"Then when you praised mango before, what else could it be but false affection?"

"Why do you think so? Isn't Mango the kitten you carefully selected? Are you going to exchange it for another kitten that meets your expectations better?"

"Then if one day you meet a parent who doesn't care about his child learning other knowledge and only lets him play drums every day, will you abandon your uncle and aunt and become their child?"

"How is that possible?" The little Qilin shook his head like a rattle.

Qingyun stopped talking and just sat there looking at him. Brother Long reached out and held down the little Qilin's head, spinning it until he felt dizzy.

"What did the merchant tell you about the blind box you liked recently when you bought it?"

"No refunds or exchanges after dismantling." Little Qilin always felt a little short of breath when dealing with Brother Long.