Make art more intense!
So, what exactly is art?
Painting? Sculpture? Performance art?
No...anything that is beyond common sense and has beauty can be called art...
So - let art come more violently!
The actress on the screen moaned in admiration.
The room on the other side of the door was dead silent, but I could feel an invisible pressure coming out of the door...
The scientific name of this thing seems to be: murderous aura.
A trace of cold sweat dripped from my forehead.
Not coming out?
Humph, my sister, you are actually competing with your brother to see who has a lower bottom line?
This is the most fatal mistake you made today besides forgetting to close the door and plug in your headphones!
I slowly turned up the volume...
I have to say that this low-quality Lenovo laptop has the common advantages of cheap goods: the sound is so loud that the whole body shakes slightly, as if it is a copycat mobile phone in vibrate mode.
The screams of the actress in the computer gradually turned into roars...
Ah! Yamete...
In this way, I’ll see if you still don’t come out!
Suddenly, the old wooden door opened suddenly, and a slender figure flashed out.
Before I could react, pillows started hitting me on the head like a storm, catching me off guard and knocking my head back.
"Ouch!" I closed my notebook, held my head and ran away, "Ouch! Stop hitting me!"
"I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death, you pervert!" My sister's voice rose eight octaves, "You, you're actually at my door... at my door."
"Stop hitting me... I'm doing this for you..."
"Bah! I'll beat you to death..."
I saw an opening and fled to my room in a panic, locked the door, and gasped for breath, but I felt strangely relieved in my heart.
That’s right, as long as both parties expose their most shameful things, isn’t that equal?
Sister, you don’t have to be ashamed anymore… This is fraternity…
There was no response from the door.
Hey, is she looking for my keys and trying to destroy me with a hatchet or something?
No... I have to use my mouth to avoid danger in time.
"Sister," I shouted bravely, "I treat you well on weekdays, and today I am willing to sacrifice my reputation for you! I just want to tell you that it is not shameful to have adolescent impulses!"
Due to the rent issue, the door has very poor sound insulation, and I can almost imagine the sound of my sister gritting her teeth through her tone.
"Pervert! Shut up! You actually want to drag me along to watch?"
"This," I pretended to be mature, as if it was nothing, "is necessary physiological and hygiene knowledge in modern society!"
"I don't need you to teach me!"
"That's right, you probably know more than me."
"Bah, shut up! Don't you still want to teach Xiaomei physiological knowledge? You pervert?"
"Xiaomei? Why do you suddenly mention her?"
There was no more talk from the other end of the door. I opened the door a crack with some doubt.
I saw her fiddling with a pen-like object with a smug look on her face. When she saw me sticking my head out, Tao Yao smiled slightly and pressed a button on it.
My slightly vulgar, argumentative and emphasized voice came out clearly from the recorder:
"Having physical desires towards Xiaomei... is nothing..."
puff!
I almost vomited blood!
What is that? A splice of recordings?
"I have an impulse towards Xiaomei!"
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"There is an impulse! There is an impulse!" the recorder shouted righteously.
I have to say that listening to your own voice speaking obscene lines is quite disgusting.
My sister giggled, like Stalin holding a nuclear weapon: "Come here, kneel down!"
"Sister..." I rubbed my hands and smiled awkwardly. This recording...
"Kneel and lick."
How can this be possible! A real man can be killed but not humiliated!
I seized the opportunity and reached out to grab it, but the girl was already on guard and actually put the recorder into her chest pocket, puffing out her chest with an unscrupulous look.
"Come and get it, if you can!" She looked at me with a pout.
I hesitated for three seconds, staring at her breast pocket like a hungry wolf.
"Hey, you're not really planning on stealing, are you?" She crossed her arms cautiously, "Go away! Go watch your own AV!"
I stamped my feet and angrily turned my eyes away from her chest.
If the open way doesn't work, I'll do it secretly...
"I give up," I waved my hands, "I'll eat first, I'll eat first!"
"Hmph, I'll let you go for now."
My sister and I smiled knowingly, and like warriors facing each other, we moved towards the dining table without daring to relax.
The two countries reached a brief agreement not to use destructive nuclear weapons for the time being.
No, I must get the recorder... If this girl has it, will she let me speak in the future?
I stared at her breast pocket and my meal tasted like wax.
"Hey, why are you staring at me while you're eating? That's disgusting!"
I curled my lips and didn't respond, but the sound of WeChat suddenly rang from the phone in my pocket.
I don’t like chatting online, but WeChat is often used for student union activities and work, so I have to answer it promptly every time it rings.
【Liu Qingxu】 requests to add you as a friend.
Huh? What's wrong with this girl? I wiped my hands and accepted the invitation.
[You have added Liu Qingxu, you can start chatting now]
[Liu Qingxu]: Brother Yushan?
[Me]: What’s wrong?
She was silent for two seconds, and the next moment, my WeChat screen was flooded with countless pictures...
Why did this girl post so many pictures in one go?
Wait…what are these pictures?
I clicked on the big picture and almost spilled the rice I was chewing...
Taoyao saw that I was struck by lightning, pouted her lips, and snatched it away when I wasn't paying attention...
I watched her face turn red in an instant, so red that it almost bleeds!
Damn it! Give me back my phone! You can’t look at that!
That is... that is the picture she drew for Taoyao and me -
Notebook!
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