Chapter 125 Warm Sisters Story (Second Update)

Author: Lost Dragon

"She asked me if I knew the old lady next door? Then she told me that she was actually my real second sister!"

"She said that the old lady invited some girls to eat sweets and snacks, and the girls would fall asleep after eating them. When they woke up, they would find that they had become that old lady!"

At this point, Song Huanxi lowered her voice and imitated the old lady's voice: "Are you scared and angry now? But as long as I don't go to that house, what can you do to me?"

"If you want to save your second sister, take a girl to that house."

Both Zhu Shengxiao and Shen Mengru were dumbfounded. Shen Mengru even stepped off the bed and squeezed in. Fortunately, Zhu Shengxiao had already sat up. The two of them were knee-to-knee, which was a bit more crowded than the scary old lady. , but it can be tolerated.

Song Huanxi's voice suddenly changed again. This time, it was a lively and somewhat arrogant girl's voice: "Hahahaha, sister, you must have been deceived by me!"

"Actually, this is a new play that our class will perform on the school anniversary. It is mainly to warn girls not to trust strangers."

After Shen Mengru and Song Huanxi stared at each other for a moment, they couldn't help but ask: "What happened next?"

Song Huanxi smiled: "Later, I beat up my second sister."

Shen Mengru immediately clapped his hands and applauded: "Good beating!"

Song Huanxi urged: "Okay, okay, take a nap quickly!"

However, Shen Mengru hesitated, and she spoke hesitantly: "Well, Ah Huan, how about you go to sleep in my bed? Ah Sheng and I will go together."

Zhu Shengxiao didn't object. She was very excited with Song Huanxi before, and she was so excited that she couldn't sleep.

As a result, after Song Huanxi told the story, she was suddenly a little scared, especially the part where Song Huanxi imitated the old lady's voice——

It’s so similar!

So much like her deceased grandma!

Although grandma loved her very much when she was alive——

Song Huanxi: "...Okay."

She quickly got out of bed and put on her shoes. When she got to Shen Mengru's bed, she took Shen Mengru's shoes over and placed them in front of Zhu Shengxiao's bed. She reminded: "Girls should not walk around barefoot. It’s easy to catch a cold!”

Shen Mengru: "..."

Zhu Shengxiao: "..."

Does Song Huanxi know that her tone and the content of her words really look like the grandma next door?

Shen Mengru and she had been taking naps together for the past two days. This time the place was more relaxed, and Song Huanxi felt comfortable and quickly fell asleep.

Before falling completely into sleep, she vaguely thought, was her bedtime story really bad?

But she has tried her best to take the sweet route!

The deep love between sisters is so warm!

Shen Mengru and Zhu Shengxiao stared at Song Huanxi, whose breathing gradually became slower and longer, and just spent the nap time dryly!

…

When they arrived at the classroom in the afternoon, Song Huanxi looked refreshed, while Shen Mengru and Zhu Shengxiao were huffing and puffing, looking quite pitiful.

As soon as Qin Dao came in, he noticed that the state of this group of students looked a bit strange.

He quickly withdrew his gaze, since his wife made him understand: if you ask about something that doesn't feel right, it will turn into a terminal illness;

Say that you will work overtime tonight and you will be late when you come back. When the other person hears it, you will become his beautiful woman's companion, and you will have fun all night long!

This beauty is often in the plural.

He is no longer too lazy to mind his own business.

Is it not fun to write scripts, or is it not fun to play cards anymore? You have to meddle in other people’s business!

Probably because he has been tortured a lot by his wife, he is unwilling to go home now and wants to take a detour when he sees her.

Qin Dao also knew that this was wrong, but now he really couldn't control himself.

He knocked on the blackboard, and when all the students' eyes fell on him, he said calmly: "Starting today, we will not continue writing Butterfly Lovers."

The students were stunned for a moment, then cheered loudly, and many people started banging on the table, as if it was a festival.

Only those who have experienced it personally know how irritating it is to continue the same theme for three consecutive days!

Many students even started drafting yesterday. If they write Butterfly Lovers today, they will let those two butterflies become spirits!

Probably only the Song Huanxi group didn't think so, well, if their butterflies want to become spirits, they may have to live in the underworld.

Today is indeed a good day. get out of class ends early in the morning and I don’t have to write Butterfly Lovers again in the afternoon——

This is true for most students, except for the two girls who listened to the heart-warming sister story at noon.

Qin Dao waited until the laughter of the students subsided, then reached into the chalk box, pinched out a small piece of chalk, turned around, raised the chalk body horizontally, and wrote two bold characters:

Red Mansion!

After writing these two words, he turned around again, faced all the students, and announced: "Today, our adaptation theme is the famous Story of Stone, also called Dream of Red Mansions!"

"You can choose any character in Dream of Red Mansions and adapt any plot."

Before the students could react, Qin Dao had further explained: "The main reason why you think it is difficult to adapt Butterfly Lovers is that there are too few named characters in Butterfly Lovers."

"Do you know how many characters are written in Dream of Red Mansions?"

The students shook their heads in unison, their movements uniform.

Qin Dao's tone became passionate: "975 people! Among them, 732 have names and 243 have no titles!"

"Do you know what this means?"

"Even if we calculate based on the 2-character name per capita, the name alone is 1,464 words long when written on paper, which is even longer than the number of words in those simple scripts you wrote!"

Qin Dao raised his eyebrows and said sorry, but his face showed no guilt: "Sorry, I called your script a simple script——"

"Compared with Dream of Red Mansions, if Dream of Red Mansions is an office building with dozens of floors in Central, your script can only be said to be a small thatched house without even a foundation."

"It will run away as soon as the wind blows."

Qin Dao opened his arms as if he had the whole world in his arms: "975 characters! How many stories there are! Now I have set up one of the most gorgeous stages in history for you. Please start your performance!"

His voice was solemn and serious: "Please let me see some wonderful scripts."

Throwing away the chalk in his hand, the chalk drew a parabola in the classroom and hit Guan Zhizhou's head in the corner accurately.

He raised his head from his arms, his eyes were sleepy, and there were three bunches of stubborn hair standing on top of his head. He looked ahead with a dull look on his face, subconsciously raised his hand, and wiped the saliva from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand——

The students could no longer hold back and laughed loudly.

Just when everyone thought the story had come to an end, Guan Zhizhou's vague voice sounded in the classroom: "I have a lecture, Teacher Qin."

As his eyes gradually became clearer, his voice also became clearer: "Of the 975 people, 732 have names and 243 have no names, right?"

Guo Yunchen:... Do I need one more love rival? Don’t go too far when writing novels! Don’t force me to change your boss!
Chapter completed!