Chapter 24: The Dream I

The video window was deliberately dragged very large by Song Chenqing, so even the three roommates who were standing in the distance behind him saw the picture and couldn't help but whisper.

"Eh! It's so cute! ”

"What a beautiful embryo!"

"It looks like he's only thirteen or fourteen!"

"But what's going on with that expression? Nervous to see a new brother? ”

The three of them all heard Suosuo's words in the back, and Song Chenqing was so close that he naturally heard it.

In fact, he also felt that something seemed wrong with this girl, at first glance, it was very good, a pair of big eyes were very smart, long eyelashes, slender and soft eyebrows, and short ear-length hair, a playful and cute appearance.

However, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry, nervous, or in a bad mood, anyway, he just had a wooden face.

Song Chenqing coughed lightly, said hello with the microphone, and then waited for a response, but soon found that the other side seemed to be a little busy, and finally sent a message in the last half a day, saying that the wheat was broken.

This accident made Song Chenqing a little speechless, feeling pills, don't look at his mother playing the piano, her fingers are so flexible that she can have an afterimage, but as soon as she sits in front of the computer and types on the keyboard, it is a one-finger Zen, and the speed is outrageously slow.

Speaking of her, she also has a lot of words, disgusted that the keyboard keys are too small, not as big as the piano keys.

And his father, who can't be counted on, obviously has superb surgical skills and very steady hands, but he said that his wrist will be tired and injured after a long time of typing on the keyboard, which will affect his surgical skills, so the number of times he touches the keyboard is also a handful, and the typing speed is not much faster than his mother.

So when it comes to their videos, they generally use microphone to talk directly, and if there is no microphone, then they simply don't speak.

But now that the wheat is broken, how can we talk about this? Why don't you just start a video, watch your new sister, and then say goodbye to you at night?

Just when Song Chenqing felt that he had to endure his mother's ridiculously slow input speed again, he saw that in the video, his cheap sister seemed to say something, and then, he saw that the other party stretched out his hands and seemed to put them on the keyboard in front of him.

Is this going to be typed? That's right, too! Although this cheap sister looks like she is only thirteen or fourteen years old, which of today's children can't type?

He saw that typing was being sent in the status bar of the chat window, and in less than a second, a message came.

glanced at the message sent, and there were only three short words: Brother is good. He hurriedly replied with three words; Hello sister.

After calling with text, a string of messages was sent on the other side, which was a brief introduction to what his name was and how old he was.

In fact, in Song Jianqiu's opinion, this wheat is very critical and timely, otherwise, she really doesn't know how to solve the problem of calling her brother when she sees a person who is several years younger than herself.

Now through the text, there is no need to scream, I can't help but feel embarrassed when I don't speak, and I am psychologically more passable.

After Song Jianqiu finished introducing herself, and then she didn't have anything to do, basically Lin Yuqin and Song Wencheng were chatting with each other, and she was sitting in front of the computer, working as a manual typewriter, responsible for helping to type and reply.

Although they are hundreds of kilometers apart, the first meeting between the brother and sister was completed through video.

Through the camera, Song Chenqing and Song Jianqiu both looked at each other, and they recognized each other's faces, no matter what the future contact was, at least they left a good impression on each other now - at least Song Chenqing thinks so.

The video itself was to let the son and the new daughter meet, and there was nothing else, so after chatting for a while, he ended the video on the grounds that the night was dark, and after saying goodbye, the video window disappeared.

Sitting in front of the computer, Song Chenqing sighed, the current situation is not bad, at least from a sensory point of view, his cheap sister is still quite cute, she is a beauty embryo.

In this world that only looks at appearance, beautiful and cute can obviously add a lot of points, beautiful and ugly people are messing around, although the nature of behavior is the same, but the words to describe are completely different.

The former is called spoiled, and the latter is splattered.

Now this cheap sister, even if she messes around, she can be regarded as a coquettish level.

Just as Song Chen was secretly thinking to himself, he suddenly slapped a hand on his shoulder from behind him and said, "Yes!" Song Chenqing! Now you have a beautiful sister! Another beautiful girlfriend! It's like being in heaven! ”

Without waiting for Song Chenqing to speak, the other two roommates came over to congratulate and congratulate, looking beaming, who wants to get married and have children, he looks helpless.

Now it's just a matter of looking at the next person.,Cute is cute.,But if the character is not good.,The score is also greatly discounted.。 Now I just hope that this sister's personality is not too noisy.

Don't say that Song Chenqing is messing around with the three roommates here, just say that Song Jianqiu is here, after ending the video, she left Song Wencheng and Lin Yuqin's room, and when she saw that it was getting late, she went back to her room to find clothes, and after washing, she was about to go back, and was suddenly stopped by Lin Yuqin.

"Hengheng, have you seen that scripture?"

Lin Yuqin had just finished taking a shower at this time, but Song Jianqiu was washing upstairs just now, so she went downstairs to wash. At this time, she came over in her pajamas, rubbed her hair, and asked, "It was the Diamond Sutra that the student gave me yesterday at school." ”

"With me." Song Jianqiu is a little strange, isn't Lin Yuqin not interested? Why do you remember this book again? "Does Mom want to see it?"

The title of mom is really difficult to speak, and after calling it a few times, you will get used to it.

Now Song Jianqiu is very accustomed to being called.

Compared with Song Jianqiu, who wondered how Lin Yuqin remembered the scriptures, Lin Yuqin was even more strange about how the scriptures were in Song Jianqiu, and couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Are you reading the scriptures?" ”

"Hmm." Song Jianqiu nodded slightly.

"Can you read it?" Lin Yuqin was even more surprised and asked.

"A little." She was humble, embarrassed to say that she had only watched it for one night, and she understood a lot.

When Lin Yuqin heard this, she looked thoughtful and said, "Since you like to watch it, then watch it!" Mom just asked where the scriptures were, after all, it was sent by the students, and if they did, they would be gone, as if they were a little sorry for others. ”

"Hmm!" Song Jianqiu nodded, said good night to Lin Yuqin, and then turned back to the room.

Seeing her daughter return to the room and closing the door, Lin Yuqin rubbed her hair, returned to the room, and said while rubbing her hair: "Old Song, shouldn't we worry about Hengheng's school now?" ”

"So early? The adoption certificate hasn't been issued yet! Song Wencheng was sitting in front of the computer and surfing the Internet, and said without looking back.

"Be prepared!" Lin Yuqin said: "Anyway, let's make sure first, and then you don't have to think too much." ”

"Well, that's fine...... Now Hengheng is thirteen years old, right? He is almost fourteen years old, which is the age of the third year of junior high school...... It just so happens that the South Bank High School is nearby, so if you trust a little bit of your relationship and use the eldest sister's position in the school, you should be able to enter this school. "The eldest sister in Song Wencheng's mouth, her full name is Song Wenhui, that is, Song Jianqiu's aunt.

The Song family has a large population and has seven brothers and sisters, Song Wencheng is the fourth, with two older brothers and one sister above, and a younger brother and two younger sisters below.

Among them, Song Wenhui ranks third and is the director of the Teaching and Research Office of the South Coast High School, there is this relationship, plus Lin Yuqin is a teacher at the South Coast Conservatory of Music, as long as Song Jianqiu can pass the entrance exam, it should not be much of a problem to go to the South Coast High School.

Lin Yuqin also had no opinion on this decision, but said: "The key is that I don't know what Hengheng's previous academic performance was, and I probably have to take a test first." ”

"You can find a way to get a few test papers and take a look." Song Wencheng said.

"Is this necessary?" Lin Yuqin asked.

"Although grades are not everything, the scores of the test can indeed give people a basis for judgment." Song Wencheng said.

"Yes!" Lin Yuqin nodded.

After discussing the matter, Song Jianqiu's school was decided.

At this time, in the room diagonally opposite, Song Jianqiu didn't know that Lin Yuqin and Song Wencheng had planned to test her, and after returning to the room, she played with her mobile phone on the bed, and in the dead of night, she took out the "Diamond Sutra", sat cross-legged on the bed, and recited it.

Ethereal voices echoed in the room, and gradually, the sound of many monks chanting in unison began to join in.

The sound ignored the walls and soundproofing, spreading around, enveloping the entire villa, making Song Wencheng and Lin Yuqin, who were already asleep, smile, as if they were dreaming.

And the osmanthus tree in the corner of the front yard is also swaying its branches with the sound of chanting without wind, as if enjoying something.

The scripture was recited until late at night.

As the chanting disappeared, the osmanthus tree also stopped swaying, but the sweet dreams of Song Wencheng and Lin Yuqin did not stop, and they still slept deeply.

Song Jianqiu put away the scriptures and fell asleep.

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In the fog, Song Jianqiu found himself standing in a garden.

She looked around and found that this garden was full of immortals, with white jade-like carved fences enclosing flower beds, and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, ancient pine and fairy trees.

She could see butterflies glittering with golden light perched on top of the flowers, beautiful birds standing on the branches, chirping incessantly, but she could not hear a single sound.

Where is this?

She tried to speak, but found that she could not convey the sound of her words, so she gave up and walked along the path of the garden paved with jade rubble.

In such a strange place, she didn't know where she was going, but in the dark, she seemed to know where she should go.

As she walked, she looked at the scenery around her, and although it was a strange place, and her situation was strange, she did not feel scared or panicked at all, but was very calm, as if this was a place she knew very well.