Movie/TV: How could my sister be Qiao Jingjing?

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[It must be a guzheng (Chinese zither). Hmm, it sounds beautiful.]

When the accompaniment first started, some viewers even left comments in the live chat.

But soon, everyone fell silent.

"As the opera unfolds, the water sleeves rise and fall,"

"Singing of joys and sorrows, of partings and reunions, has nothing to do with me,"

"..."

"In times of chaos, like duckweed adrift, one can only watch as flames of war engulf the land."

"Though my position is humble, I dare not forget my duty to the nation."

Even if no one knows me.

"The audience has passed by, and the old colors are no longer visible."

"On stage, someone is singing a heartbreaking farewell song,"

"..."

"One act ends, another begins,"

"Don't mock romantic plays, and don't mock people's absurdity."

……

The comments section went silent, completely silent without warning.

I never imagined that keyboard warriors, who supposedly "fear nothing," would also have moments of silence.

Until the song was finished.

The silent chat finally snapped out of its daze and then exploded.

Qiao Yu and his two older sisters witnessed the phenomenon of the screen being flooded with comments again.

The white subtitles are mixed with subtitles in various colors such as blue, red, and purple.

It completely overwrote the entire program.

Damn, this song almost gave me a climax.

【Holy shit! 】

[Red-clad? Ancient style song? Original?]

[Original, another original. Damn, this song made me cry.]

[I feel so sad. Damn it, I hate this kind of song the most. It just drags you into a sad and gloomy atmosphere without any reason.]

[Stop arguing, let me savor this for three minutes.]

[My amazing Qiao Jingjing, I won't be so smearing this time.]

This song is amazing! I'll be the first to disagree if anyone says Qiao Jingjing will be eliminated.

My face is swollen and it hurts so much.

【Don't cry, Da Jingjing, your brother is here.】

[This phrase is so evocative; the line "Though of humble rank, I dare not worry about the country" is destined to crush Jiang Wan.]

I absolutely love this woman.

Qiao Yu happened to see this.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Qiao Jingjing was furious.

She pinched Qiao Yu's arm mercilessly.

Qiao Yu tried to dodge, but Qiao Jingjing wouldn't let it go.

"Sister Jinbei, if it weren't for your sake, I would have given Qiao Jingjing a good beating..."

Qiao Yu didn't forget to invite Su Jinbei to join in the fun.

They turned around while playing around.

He was suddenly stunned.

Su Jinbei stared blankly at the computer screen, her pale oval face streaked with tears.

"Sister Jinbei?"

Qiao Yu exchanged a glance with his sister and said softly.

Su Jinbei hurriedly wiped away her tears, feigning ease, and smiled:

"It's nothing, this song is just so beautiful, it touched me a bit."

Qiao Yu saw his sister secretly mouthing something to him:

"A female literary youth!"

Oh right, Su Jinbei is a female literary youth who likes ancient Chinese style.

Being a "literary youth" is a disease.

Female literary youths, in particular, are terminally ill patients.

They are sentimental and have delicate minds.

They can easily immerse themselves in all sorts of sad storylines and get into character in a second.

If you see a girl crying for no apparent reason on the street.

Either they've broken up with their boyfriend, or they're indulging in a bit of pretentious, artsy behavior.

To alleviate Su Jinbei's pretentious, artsy attitude, Qiao Yu cleverly changed the subject:

"Qiao Jingjing, your singing skills still have some flaws."

Qiao Jingjing tilted her head to look at him.

With an expression that said, "Let's see how you talk nonsense."

"First of all, you have a great lung capacity, which is the foundation for becoming an excellent singer."

"Secondly, your singing technique, whether it's breathing or rhythm, is superb."

"But what I have to say is that your songs lack emotion."

“Take this song, Red-Clad Lament, for example. There is emotional investment, but it is not strong enough.”

"When you switch between high and low notes, you are really just switching between high and low notes, but the emotional change is not significant."

"When playing in low notes, you should infuse them with feelings of sadness and sorrow."

"When you hit high notes, the emotion doesn't decrease but increases, but you don't at all; you're like a crow that has fallen from the sky."

"What do you mean?"

Qiao Jingjing blinked her beautiful eyes.

"It's a uniform linear motion."

Qiao Yu admonished, "A true soul singer must first move himself, and then move the audience."

"You can only move yourself, but it's not enough to move the audience. You should sing until everyone is sad and crying, then you will have achieved your goal."

Qiao Jingjing curled her lip and said dismissively:

"I'm so sorry I didn't make everyone cry."

Today is Friday.

Qiao Yu's sister, who hadn't played games with him in a long time, suddenly had a change of heart.

I feel like I've really neglected my single brother lately.

So he suggested playing a game with Qiao Yu.

But Qiao Yu today is no longer the loser who used to play games and browse forums.

During the day, I tutor, write novels, and keep track of my sister's popularity.

I really don't have time to immerse myself in games.

In his spare time, he preferred to fawn over Su Jinbei.

Let's see if I can win this woman's heart.

Because everyone lives together.

Qiao Yu, on the contrary, felt embarrassed to offer sweet words.

Think about it, if you throw out cheesy, sentimental things, you won't get a response.

Then they sat in the living room staring at each other?

That would be so embarrassing, I'd die of embarrassment!

Therefore, distance makes the heart grow fonder.

It's okay if I don't get a response after I've showered you with sweet words.

They patted their behinds and left, concealing their identities and names.

They continued their efforts the next day.

Therefore, the way he interacts with girls is different.

The way we pursue our goals should also change accordingly.

Qiao Yu adopted a plan to develop feelings over time.

The "日" in "日子" is definitely not a verb.

Late at night.

Su Jinbei took a bath.

Qiao Jingjing is doing simple stretching exercises in the living room.