Knock knock.

Si Fengmian stood outside the door and knocked on the door with his fingers.

"Who?"

Si Xiang's inquiry came from inside the door, and his voice was soft and glutinous, with a choked voice.

Si Fengmian's complexion changed slightly, his eyes fell after he lifted them, and he whispered, "It's me." ”

A moment later, the door was opened, Si Shang appeared behind the door, his eyes were red and swollen, his eyes were moist, and when he saw Si Fengmian, his eyes blinked, and tears rolled down.

"Sister......

Si Fengmian opened his mouth, but saw Si Sheng raise his hand to wipe his tears, and asked in a sob, "Have you seen her?"

"Hmm. ”

The emotion in his eyes was unknown, Si Fengmian looked down at her slightly, and asked softly: "Aunt Xiao said that you were murdered by your father...... Are you alright?"

Hearing this, Si Shang's tears fell again.

Although Si Shangshan is not close to his children, he has never murdered them, especially to Si Shang, who has never said a cruel word since he was a child.

Si Shang thought that Si Shangshan still loved them, but he was indifferent by nature and had such a ...... personality After all, she hadn't seen Si Shangshan be kind to anyone.

Until today, Si Sheng didn't know that there was any indifference by nature, Si Shangshan was like a loving father in front of Si Sheng, careful for fear of provoking Si Sheng's dissatisfaction, and love and guilt appeared in his eyebrows. But she only protested a few words in private, and was angrily reprimanded by Si Shangshan.

She cried in her room for an afternoon, and Si Shangshan didn't say a word, or even look at it.

Biting his lip, Si Shang lowered his head and took a step inside, saying, "You come in first." ”

The door was opened, Si Fengmian paused, and walked in the door with mixed thoughts.

*

The living room is brightly lit and full of light.

Si Sheng sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, and casually flipped through the books, leisurely. Si Fengmian's ignorance just now did not affect her mood at all.

On the stairs, Si Shangshan walked down slowly, and the moment he caught a glimpse of Si Sheng, the original indifference and alienation all disappeared, and his eyebrows were full of soft love, and there was still a little helplessness and nervousness.

"Sheng'er, have you seen the bedroom, are you still satisfied?" asked Si Shangshan.

Si Sheng didn't lift his eyelids, and said coldly: "Not satisfied." ”

Sister-in-law Xiao, who came over with tea, shook her hand and almost spilled the tea on the ground.

After working in the Si family for more than ten years, Sister-in-law Xiao has never seen anyone who dares to speak to Si Shangshan like this.

However, Si Shangshan not only did not get angry, but became anxious.

"If you are not satisfied, you say, I will write it down, and then I will change it according to what you say. ”

Fingers picked up a piece of paper, turned the page, Si Sheng said lazily, "I'm not satisfied." ”

Si Shangshan: "......"

Sister-in-law Xiao: "......"

The air was silent for a moment, and Si Sheng finally raised his head and said, "I can't digest your princess-style aesthetics, I'll just stay in the guest room tonight." ”

It's really not that Si Sheng has nothing to find fault with, but Si Shangshan's carefully decorated princess room, suitable for underage girls or adults who retain the princess's heart, Si Sheng got goosebumps as soon as he entered the door, and he left after half a minute.

If she really stays in it for one night and spreads it, her face can be rubbed and thrown into the trash.

“...... Oh. Si Shangshan nodded awkwardly, and then said, "Then, I'll find a designer to come over tomorrow, what style do you want, communicate directly with the designer." ”

I wanted to say that there was no need to be so troublesome, but at the moment when he closed the book, Si Sheng suddenly thought of something and asked, "I heard that the Si family is engaged in decoration design?"

Si Shangshan was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a few seconds, he said, "Ah, yes." Do you want a designer from the Si family?"

"Hmm. ”

"Okay, okay. ”

Si Shangshan hurriedly responded.

Sister-in-law Xiao's hand holding the tea trembled slightly, and the tea lid and the teacup clanged. After putting the teacups one by one, Sister-in-law Xiao glanced at Si Sheng meaningfully, and then lowered her head and stepped aside.

I don't know if this illegitimate daughter really doesn't know or is just pretending to be confused, Si Shangshan has a general relationship with the Si family, and usually refuses to have business dealings with the Si family, let alone take the initiative to find the decoration designer of the Si family......

It is also strange that Si Shang and Si Fengmian have contact with the Si family on weekdays, although Si Shangshan will not stop it, but he is obviously unhappy, but today he has no taboos at all, and he agreed to Si Sheng's request very happily.

As soon as she lifted her eyelids, Sister-in-law Xiao quickly glanced at Si Sheng's stunning face, and her mood was indescribable.

Probably this person's mother also relied on her face to make the old man fascinated.

Just an illegitimate daughter, who has just arrived, is like a master who is in charge of the house, not to mention the horse in front of the young lady, and to the old man, there is no style of everyone's young lady.

I don't know how long it will be majestic.

Si Shangshan sat down on the side.

As the head of the family, he has always been majestic and steady, but at this moment, he rubbed his hands quite crampedly, as if he had changed into a different person.

After a while, he asked in a good voice, "Are you hungry?" I asked the kitchen to cook some dishes, and your grandfather said that they are all what you like to eat. I don't know if the taste is to your liking......"

Raising two fingers, Si Sheng tapped on the page and asked, "Do you have anything to write poems?"

"Huh? she ......"

In vain, when it came to Yi Shishi, Si Shangshan stopped talking, and after coming back to his senses, he hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, what she left are basically books and drawings, all of which are in my study, do you want to read them now?"

With that, he couldn't wait to get up.

Si Sheng's gaze fell in the direction of the study on the first floor.

When Si Shangshan went upstairs with Zhang Zi, it was said that Si Sheng should go around casually.

She was not polite, she went to the study after a walk, and she could see some mechanical books in it, but they were basically published in recent years.

Noticing her movements, Si Shangshan understood and explained: "That's a big study, put some vassal and elegant things, my study is on the fourth floor." ”

"Oh. Si Sheng closed the book, glanced in the direction of the stairs, and said, "I'll look at it after eating." ”

"Good. ”

Si Shangshan nodded again.

Sister-in-law Xiao: "......"

At the staircase, Zhang Zi + Si Shang + Si Fengmian: "......"

They had never seen Si Shangshan look like this.

Now, one dares to treat himself as a daughter slave, and the other dares to call Si Shangshan wantonly, this strange picture makes them stunned for a moment, but after reminiscing, there is only endless self-deprecation and loss.

How ironic is it that their relatives, who have been with Si Shangshan for many years, have never been treated like this by Si Shangshan?

Si Fengmian and Si Shang both had cold faces.

Zhang Zi thought of Si Shangshan's cruel words, took a deep breath, replaced the virtuous and dignified hostess, raised the corners of her lips stiffly, and walked downstairs.

"Sister-in-law Xiao, is the dinner in the kitchen ready?"

Zhang Zi spoke softly, without emotional ups and downs.

"Ma'am. Sister-in-law Xiao emphasized the salutation, and then responded respectfully, "It's done, I'll let people go to the kitchen to get it." ”

After saying that, he went to the kitchen.

On the stairs, Si Fengmian and Si Sheng glanced at each other and went downstairs.

"Sheng'er," Zhang Zi smiled a little softer at the corner of her lips, and said softly, "I didn't say hello to you just now, my name is Zhang Zi, you can call me Aunt Zhang in the future." ”

At this point, Zhang Zi turned around and looked at Si Sheng and Si Fengmian, and introduced them one by one: "This is Si Shang, your sister, who is now studying in the History Department of Beijing University." That's Si Fengmian, your brother, still in high school. ”

Zhang Zi was proud and proud when she introduced the two, and then she called them again: "Dress, sleep." ”

She continued, "This is your sister, Si Sheng. From now on, you will be a family. ”

Si Xiang: "......"

Si Fengmian: "......"

Neither of them spoke, and it was difficult to describe Si Sheng's mood at the moment, and negative emotions accounted for the majority, let alone greet him "friendly".

Putting the book on the coffee table, Si Sheng stood up, and in such a stiff atmosphere, he chuckled, "Don't force the family, let's eat." ”

Zhang Zi + Si Shang + Si Fengmian: "......"

You're so bright-eyed, why do you even want to live in?

However, Si Shangshan, the mad demon of the Guardian Girl, completely ignored Si Sheng's behavior of pushing the atmosphere in a stiff direction again and again, and nodded busily: "Eat, eat." ”

Zhang Zi + Si Shang + Si Fengmian: "......"

Made, I can't stand it anymore.

*

After a while, the dishes are served and the people are served.

Zhang Zi and Si Shang don't eat spicy food at home, but eight out of ten of the dishes on the table are full of chili peppers.

There is no doubt that this is a taste that Si Sheng likes.

Zhang Zi and Si Shang looked at each other for a long time, but they didn't put down their chopsticks.

Si Shangshan noticed that all his thoughts were on Si Sheng, and he asked Si Sheng's dishes how they tasted.

There was a "pop" sound, and the chopsticks were slapped on the table, breaking the strange atmosphere of the warm and stiff collision of the table.

The table was full of people, and their eyes fell on Si Fengmian, who was clapping chopsticks.

Catching up with Si Shangshan's scrutinizing gaze, Si Fengmian said coldly: "Mom and sister don't like spicy food. ”

"Isn't there a dish without chili peppers?" Si Shangshan furrowed his brows and swept the dishes on the table, "If you can't eat it, tell the kitchen to make a few new ones." ”

"Sting-" With a sound, the chair was pushed away, and Si Fengmian stood up with a cold face.

"When I'm full, I'll go do my homework. ”

Si Fengmian glanced back at Si Shangshan without fear, and immediately stared at Si Sheng, who had nothing to do with himself and patiently picked fish bones, and threw down his words angrily-

"Nothing important in the future, don't call me home. ”

After that, go.

He didn't touch a single chopstick in his food.

As soon as he left, Si Shangshan's face sank suddenly, but because of Si Sheng's presence, he never had a seizure.

"Sleep-"

Si Sheng stood up anxiously.

However, Zhang Zi stopped her in time, "Dress, sit down." ”

Si Shang was angry, and when Zhang Zi shouted like this, her eyes suddenly turned red, she forced her tears, took a deep breath, and finally bit her lip and sat back again.

Zhang Zi asked Sister-in-law Xiao to serve a bowl of soup to Si Shang, and then added a few chopsticks and vegetables to Si Shang.

At the same time, he also said to Si Sheng: "Sheng'er, don't be surprised. ”

"It's not weird, it's normal. ”

Si Sheng took the conversation leisurely and put the fish meat with the thorns in his mouth.

Zhang Zi: "......"

Is this the response that a normal person should have?

Over the years, Si Sheng has been put aside, and he hasn't learned how to speak, right?

If this matter had been left on Si Shang and Si Fengmian, Si Shangshan would have driven the two of them off the dinner table to write a review.

However, Si Shangshan, who was strict with Si Sheng and Si Fengmian's family education, didn't take Si Sheng's attitude seriously at all, and asked Sister-in-law Xiao to remember to let the kitchen clean up the fish bones before serving them in the future, so as not to trouble picking thorns.

Thinking of Si Sheng's lack of college and the transparency of the entertainment industry, Zhang Zi reassured herself that she didn't bother with Si Sheng, then exhaled and deliberately asked, "By the way, Sheng'er should be working, right? What are you doing now?"

Si Sheng raised his eyes and glanced at Si Sheng suddenly.

Si Shang was drinking the soup, his head lowered, scooping the soup with a small spoon, his eyebrows lowered, as if he was drinking intently, but the hand holding the spoon trembled slightly, and the soup in the spoon rippled in a circle.

Hooking his lips and chuckling, Si Sheng paused word by word and said, "Cartoonist." ”

Three words, to the surprise of the three people present, six lines of sight came together.

"The kind of comics that children read?"

Zhang Zi asked, but there was still a bit of contempt and disdain in his tone.

From the bottom of her heart, she despises this profession.

Vulgar, childish, boring.

is young now, and I can't figure out how many pounds and taels I have. If you can draw a few random patterns, can you really call yourself a "cartoonist"?

"It's good to draw comics, high-end and tasteful," Si Shangshan held a diametrically opposite attitude, his expression was excited, full of affirmation, "Our family lacks a person who engages in artistic creation!"

Zhang Zi, who once stopped Si Shang from touching the comics: "......"

Si Xiang, who secretly drew comics at home: "......"

The fingers holding the chopsticks tightened, and then slowly let go, Zhang Zi's face stiffened with a smile, "Does Sheng'er have any works now?"

"Confidentiality. ”

Si Sheng lightly threw down two words, glanced at Si Sheng again, and continued to eat her food.

For some reason, Si Sheng was cold at this glance, and couldn't help but be nervous: Could it be that Si Sheng knew that she was secretly drawing comics from her family?

Zhang Zi sneered in his heart, he must have no works, or he couldn't get his hands on it, so he hid it like this.

If you really want to have a big hit work, I can't wait to show it off.

Si Sheng was reluctant to mention the work, although Si Shangshan was curious, he also held back and didn't ask, still shushing and asking for warmth.

Zhang Zi and Si Shang ate the same taste and chewed wax, and it was extremely difficult for every minute and second, until they put down the dishes and chopsticks and saw Si Sheng and Si Shangshan go to the study on the fourth floor, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, what should I do?"

Sitting next to Zhang Zi, Si Shang held Zhang Zi's hand, feeling sad.

Thinking of Si Shangshan's differential treatment, Si Shang felt aggrieved, and his sour energy couldn't help but flood his heart.

There is no comparison, she thinks that Si Shangshan is very good to her.

After a comparison......

It's really not something that ordinary people can bear.

"Xiangshang, your father is just fascinated by ghosts," Zhang Zi picked up Si Shang's hand, patted it gently, and soothed, "I feel that I owe it for many years, and I am anxious to make up for it." You are so good, Si Sheng will never be able to do it, and after a while, your father will calm down and know that you are good. ”

After speaking, he advised, "Don't be rash and be angry with your father." The more times like this, the more you can't make mistakes, you know?"

This is Zhang Zi's analysis and Zhang Zi's expectation.

She did her best to cultivate this pair of children, did not allow her children to take a little detour, and hoped that her children would become talented, in order to make Si Shangshan unable to cut off these excellent children, and think about her family and her.

Right now—

A daughter who was thrown out to grow up is nothing but her appearance, and she can't be compared with Si Shang and Si Fengmian.

"Hmm. ”

Si Sheng nodded worriedly.

After a slight pause, thinking of Si Shangshan's reaction to the cartoonist at the dinner table, Si Shang's heart moved, and he looked at Zhang Zi cautiously.

"Mom, if my comics can be better than Si Sheng's, then can I-"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Before she could finish her words and stop her, Zhang Zi's two eyebrows stood up, "Xiangshang, you are a student of Beijing University, don't say such unambitious words!"

“......”

Si Shang pursed his lips.

Xu realized that his tone was too serious, and Zhang Zi slowed down his tone, "If you can really draw better than Si Sheng, of course your mother is happy, but think about it, how long will it take for you to become a monk halfway now?

“......”

The corners of her lips trembled, and Si Sheng wanted to say that she was already better than Si Sheng, but when the words came to her lips, seeing Zhang Zi's dissatisfaction and worry, she thought about it, and finally endured the words again.

*

Si Shang dragged his tired body back to the bedroom.

The phone was on the desk, and as soon as she entered the door, she heard the phone ringing non-stop.

She walked over and picked it up, and in less than half a minute, her hand was numb from the news.

WeChat friends, groups, as well as Weibo, text messages, phone calls, countless messages jumped out, and after watching it for several minutes, Si Shang found the cause-

At eight o'clock in the evening, two Weibo posts smoothly sparked a wave of public opinion.

[Zero]: This Friday night, at eight o'clock, the new work "Base Nine" was released on CC Comics. @CC comics' official Weibo

[CC Comics Official Weibo-V]: This Friday night, at eight o'clock, belongs to our glorious moment. @Zero[Picture]

The picture posted on the official Weibo is a comic trailer about "Base Nine".

It is this trailer that really sparked heated discussions.

Although the relationship between Zero, Chu Luo, and Si Sheng has not yet been clarified, Si Shang still has a positive attitude towards Zero's works.

Si Shang nodded to the picture expectantly.

After a few seconds, the anticipation and smile on his face faded little by little.

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