Mad Dog - Chapter 4

    *No matter what he becomes, I know he will love me.

    It was only in the afternoon when Meng Chunyu and Meng Chunyu returned to the bedroom from the cinema. For the little girl who loves to play and play, it means that the weekend has not yet begun.

    Meng Chunyu immediately painted a smoky makeup that Zhiqi thought was nondescript, and then jumped away in a black suspender skirt.

    When only Zhiqi was left in the bedroom, the quiet needles could be heard.

    A lot of entries popped up on the webpage, Jiang Qi’s evil and handsome face jumped into view, even with mental preparation, Zhiqi’s heart was still useless The skip skipped half a beat.

    The girl entered the ocean like a dried-up fish, almost greedily searched for everything about Jiang Qi on Baidu and Weibo, and saved various pictures – and set one of them as a computer desktop .

    Of course it is unavoidable, and I have also seen many controversial remarks about Jiang Qi.

    “Wangtian” was originally a low-cost suspense crime film with a limited audience. The only selling point of the previous publicity was the fame of director Shen Lei.

    However, after the release, it suddenly ‘exploded’ due to the fermentation of word of mouth.

    Among them, Jiang Qi’s superb performance is of course the first, and the feedback effect is the greatest. Zhiqi, who has never surfed the Internet very much, now goes to Weibo to take a look, four or five popular The search is under the name of Jiang Qi.

    Like Meng Chunyu who just watched it, few viewers who have watched the movie “Wangtian” are not crazy about Jiang Qishuai, and the comments are basically—

    ‘Where are these crazy beauties? Absolutely shit! ’

    ‘Is this really new? This acting is too scary! It is recommended that those traffic who can’t even cry will study hard…’

    ‘This thing is talent, isn’t Jiang Qi a newcomer? ’

    ‘Really, why do you need such acting skills with such beauty, and why do you need such beauty with such acting skills? ’

    …

    In the beginning, it was basically one-sided praise. After all, Jiang Qi’s performance in “Wang Tian” was really amazing.

    But looking at it, some melon eaters who had excavated Jiang Qi’s past gossip began to speak ill of each other—

    ‘This man has been imprisoned, he is a real hammer, what kind of good man can he be when he is a minor? The perverts in this movie, I guess, are actually acting in their true colors. ’

            ? ? ? Shit, my filter is broken! ! ’

    ‘Please ask the ten-level gossip **** to learn about the causes and consequences, the heart of eating melons is unbearable! ’

    ‘Who knows? Maybe this new guy is mentally ill. ’

    ‘Hype? Can you be an actor after going to jail? ’

    ‘Yeah, doesn’t this bring bad internet ethos? It is strongly recommended to get out of the entertainment circle! ’

    …

    The trend of the Internet age is changing so fast, love is also them, hate is also them.

    Not worth the money.

    She felt a little distressed because of these people’s good or bad comments on Jiang Qi, but she was not worried about Jiang Qi’s reaction after seeing these comments.

    Zhi Qi accompanied Jiang Qi for many years when she was a child, and the biggest ‘skill’ she learned was to only focus on what she wanted to pay attention to.

    Everything else is just passing by.

    Zhi Qi also searched the Internet to save everything about Jiang Qi, who she ‘want to pay attention to’.

    It’s a pity that “Wang Tian” has just been released, and there is no resource for her to watch it repeatedly on the Internet. Jiang Qi has no other works besides this movie. Zhiqi can only drink poison to quench her thirst and watch the Internet repeatedly of those pictures.

    He doesn’t have any public activities yet, and he doesn’t have his own fan group, most of them are some ‘pasta pictures’, ‘raw pictures’ and the like.

    I was in high spirits, and my phone buzzed and vibrated.

    Zhi Qi glanced sideways, the word ‘Zhi Yu’ flashed on the screen, she tilted her head slightly, and then said softly, “Brother.”

    “Yes.” Zhixi answered first, and then asked with some doubts: “Why did you come to me?”

    “Confiscated your mobile phone and computer.” Zhiyu used his actions to prove that he is the same person as the momentum, and simply said: “Don’t go online recently.”

    …

    “Brother, there is no need.” Zhiqi naturally knew what he was doing this time, and sighed lowly: “I know that Jiang Qi is acting now.”

    The phone was silent for three seconds.

    When Zhiyu spoke again, she gritted her teeth slightly: “Why don’t you surf the Internet much?”

    Zhi Qi has long been accustomed to Zhi Yu’s irritable temperament, and only smiled slightly: “I happened to be dragged by my roommate to watch a movie, and I saw him play this one – brother, four years have passed. Now, isn’t Jiang Qi more handsome?”

    Her ‘idiot’ appearance made Zhiyu on the phone have the urge to drop her phone.

      What it will be like, we don’t know.”

    Zhi Yu is three years older than Zhi Qi, and has been in charge of her since she was a child.

    After the kidnapping 11 years ago, Zhiyu personally picked her up from school for nearly half a year—even though their timings often didn’t match, the elder brother would take the initiative Find a way to cooperate.

     Zhiyu naturally knew Jiang Qi, and was as grateful to him as Zhi Minglin and Mei Ran.

    He also knew that his sister liked to stick to Jiang Qi, but he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

    The three-year-old is not white. Although Zhiyu was a teenager at the time, she thought she could see people and distinguish between good and bad.

    He knew that although Jiang Qi was a little cold and weird, he was a good man, so he would not object to Zhiqi’s frequent contact with him, and he even walked around a lot with Jiang Qi.

    After all, put aside everything and just look at Jiang Qi, Zhiyu also thinks he is a ‘cool’ boy.

    It’s just that these understandings are limited to Jiang Qi four years ago, or before the age of seventeen.

    And after seventeen…

    It is said that the prison is the darkest place in the world, where all the ugly souls gather, which can regenerate a person’s broken bones and completely change his temperament.

    So Zhiyu can’t imagine what Jiang Qi will look like after staying there for three years.

    After all, there is a layer of screen, his danger, coldness, and the evil spread on his body make people shudder… Zhiyu naturally cannot rest assured that Zhiqi still has any relationship with Jiang Qi, but he Damn, he knows Zhi Qi’s obsession with Jiang Qi better than anyone else.

    Like now.

    “Brother, no matter what he becomes.” Zhixi held the phone and said firmly, “He will remember me.”

    The girl’s obsession made the back of Zhiyu’s hand holding the phone burst into blue veins.

    “What about you?” He hated that iron could not become steel, and his tone was almost fierce: “Can you eat it?”

    “But I know he likes me. No matter what Jiang Qi becomes, he only likes me.”

    This is her extreme confidence in herself and Jiang Qi, and she has not doubted it for a minute or a second in four years.

    Zhixi knew that her boy would not come to her now, but she just didn’t know how to face her.

    But she will wait for Jiang Qi obediently, her phone number has never changed.

    Because this is a blood-stained ‘agreement’ between them.

    Perhaps those who are favored are fearless, she knows that Zhiyu will not be really angry with herself.

    The girl’s dark pupils returned to the computer screen, covered with pictures of Jiang Qi.

    One of them is the side face of a teenager, the black hair was blown by the wind, but there is a small scar on the forehead, about two centimeters long, if you don’t look carefully, you can’t see it. Most of the makeup techniques can also cover the flawless.

    Maybe only Zhixi knows how this scar came from.

    This is Jiang Qi’s forehead cut by someone with a sharp stone chip.

    That was about two months after Zhiqi knew him.

    The little girl fell in love with pestering Jiang Qi, so she went to play with him after class, and asked Mei Ran to bring two copies during lunch, and went to find someone to eat at noon every day.

    Zhi Qi gave him something, he ate it, and the rest did not accept.

    Jiang Qi couldn’t express it, but he was obviously not disgusted by Zhiqi, the ‘destroyer’ who broke into his empty world.

    Even… Jiang Qi’s always indifferent glazed eyes gradually began to smile.

    After all, girls are probably the cutest creatures in the world.

    There are many students who just look at Jiang Qi, but now a beautiful and lovely girl like Zhiqi is pestering him every day to treat him well, which will only make other people’s ‘unpleasant’ More intensified.

    It is not that there is no malice in the world of elementary school students, not only that, but often more prosperous.

    It was an ordinary day. After school, Zhixi ignored Cui Shuangshuang who wanted to go with her and packed her schoolbag and left the classroom.

    Since the last time she ‘followed the trend’ and said Jiang Qi would kill people, Zhiqi didn’t want to play with her anymore.

    Children’s liking for good and evil is often as simple as that.

    And ‘evil’ has no reason in the eyes of black-hearted people.

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    In every possible way, the little girl simply stretched her schoolbag with her two little hands to play with.

    Jiang Qi…where did he go? He wouldn’t go home without even taking his schoolbag, would he?

    The brightly lit corridor fell into a deserted silence, Zhiqi stood there, and was hesitating whether she wanted to leave too, when she vaguely heard a black voice coming from a classroom in the corner the sound of.

    Zhixi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously walked towards the source of the sound.

    It was an abandoned music classroom that was not used very often, so late… how could there be anyone?

    A sudden sixth sense made the little girl feel uneasy, and her heart was pounding.

    until she rubbed against the door of the classroom, and saw the scene inside through the narrow glass window on the door, her large, dark pupils shrank suddenly—

    Several senior boys were surrounding Jiang Qi on the podium, acting fiercely and savagely.

    The boy’s eyes were cold and red, like cold iron, a wild and untamable light.