my sister is not a helper

Chapter 111 The Season of Secret Love

Friday night was a happy day for the students of the Great Wei Dynasty.

Homework can be written until tomorrow, words can be memorized the day after tomorrow, and exercises can be copied the day after tomorrow.
Anyway, until the last second, no one will be in a hurry to get angry.

Of course, the premise of all this is not to have a caring and strict mother.

Zhao Ke has such a mother.

She cared for him and took good care of him. When her son was sick, she was so anxious that she could make herself sick.

"But once it involves my studies, my mother is no longer a mother, but a giant dragon with wings and bared teeth." (Original words in Zhao Ke's diary.)
After dinner, Zhao's mother saw Zhao Ke sitting on the sofa and did not move, so she "kindly" reminded: "Xiao Ke, have you finished your homework?"

"It's done at school."

"I bought exercises for you."

"I made page No.30 ahead of schedule yesterday."

"Your foreign language."

"Mom, if you push me like this again, I won't be so active in the future."

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Zhao's mother looked at her stubborn son, and her anger suddenly swelled in her chest.

But she can't vent it directly. Zhao Ke is 15 years old this year and has reached the most dangerous stage of rebellion. He can no longer use a single high-pressure method to deal with him.

"Xiao Ke, if you have any request, you can make it. Mom is very reasonable!"

Zhao Ke's little heart couldn't help trembling.

Mama Zhao is really reasonable.

It was taught with a slap in kindergarten, with a feather duster in elementary school, and upgraded in middle school, cold and violent and uncooperative.

No pocket money was given, and even Dad Zhao’s pocket money was stopped, strangling the "father-son alliance resistance movement" in the bud.

But the liver tremors belong to the liver tremors, Zhao Ke was very stubborn this time and did not flinch.

My hair is all grown, a big man will be afraid of his mother?Do you think I'm that coward of dad?
"Today I'm going to watch TV up to 09:30."

The first half of Zhao Ke's sentence was very tough, but the second half of the sentence lost his momentum.

Zhao Ma launched a death stare.

A few seconds later, Zhao Ke gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, stood up from the sofa, and walked to his room.

But Mama Zhao smelled something bad.

My son is angry. The little boy who has been obedient for more than ten years dares to be angry with me.

"Okay, watch TV at 09:30!"

Zhao Ma compromised with a smile.

Although she knows that if she compromises the first time, there will be a second time, and the little brat will definitely quickly learn the tricks of the struggle in the struggle.

But Mother Zhao knew better that the struggle between herself and her son must end in her own failure.

It is the smartest choice for a mother to admit defeat before the family relationship is weak.

In the third year of junior high school this year, Zhao Ke ranked first in the class and third in the whole grade in academic performance. This is the result of strict management over the years, and he should be satisfied.

Appropriate compromise will deepen the relationship between mother and child for the second time.

If the child is pushed into a hurry, and the grades plummet, it's nothing to worry about, and then he flies away and doesn't go home for several years, that is the torture for a mother.

At 07:30, Zhao Ke took the remote control from his father and gained the initiative of family entertainment.

"MTV competition? Xiao Ke, if you tell me to watch this show earlier, your mother won't be so resistant! This can at least cultivate your artistic sentiment."

"Then what do you think I want to see, mom?"

"Fight, kill, kill, cuddle and hug!"

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Zhao Ke pouted, disdainful.

I want to watch hug hug, will I watch TV in the living room?
Mom, you don't think that junior high school students can't crack the computer power-on password you set, right?
At the beginning of the program, the host first introduced the new rules for this year.

"The audience can choose their favorite song, send the serial number corresponding to the MV to 10XXXXX, and vote for the song you like."

"Audience voting, how did you change the rules for this year's competition?"

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Before Zhao Ke could react, music MVs of different styles began to be broadcast continuously.

The MTV contest held by Dawei Chaoyang TV is considered a first-class music event in China, and the selection criteria are very high.

The ones that can finally enter the stage of TV broadcasting are all excellent works, and even Zhao's mother is quite enjoyable to watch.

Zhao Ma was also a literary youth when she was young, and she also liked to sing, but she was wasted by life these years.

But she turned her head to look at her son's expression, but she seemed not that interested.

"What's the matter, Ke?"

"It's nothing. Although these songs are nice, they are just so-so."

Zhao Ke couldn't tell why, he just felt that the songs were good, but the style just didn't fit him.

But Zhao's mother didn't care, and said that her son could not understand the deep meaning expressed in these songs.

But when the No. [-] work came on stage, Zhao's mother suddenly realized that her son's youth always came unexpectedly.

There is no music at the beginning of the MV, only monotonous footsteps.

Players from the two teams walked into the dilapidated training ground through the cramped and dark entrance passage.

Although the light is brighter, there is no audience around, only the fallen leaves blown by the wind, showing desolation and desolation in the close-up shots.

This combination of footsteps, the elements of the dilapidated stadium, and the gradual change from darkness to light made the Zhao family feel the silent depression.

Players from the two teams entered the field, and the referee in black took out a coin and waved it into the sky.

The camera lens follows the coin upwards, capturing the change of its front and back.

But in the next second, the sound of Erhu suddenly intervened in the silent world.

The screen also changed accordingly, a very handsome player kicked off first, and the game began.

And the stadium at this time is no longer the dilapidated and deserted training ground just now, but a competition scene with a lot of people.

"This is it, Super Star."

Zhao Ke, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly became excited, which startled Zhao's mother next to him.

The explosive drums and bass that followed formed a strong contrast with the loneliness and depression of the first few seconds, which immediately stimulated the sensory nerves of the three members of the Zhao family.

"Little brat likes rock and roll? That's not okay!"

Zhao Ma immediately became vigilant.

She doesn't think rock music is bad at all, but most rock music expresses criticism of the world and the catharsis of the soul's longing.

How much misleading and influential will this decadent and shouting music have on a pure-hearted 15-year-old boy?
Zhao's mother has already decided that she will have a good talk with her son later, whether she has suppressed him too hard these years and made him think of rebellion.

However, when the singer appeared ten seconds later, the tension in Zhao Ma's heart disappeared immediately.

The singer is not the "decadent long-haired greasy man" she thought, but a young, beautiful, lively and lovely girl.

Three girls, Tian Fuzhen, Zhang Jiajia, and Ren Xiaoxuan, sang dynamicly in the stands of the empty stadium.

When you laugh, you sing praises, when you frown, your heart aches
I don't have time to bother, I only feel your feelings

Where are you going to take my soul with you

What's the use of keeping it for you enchanted
The screen of the MV keeps switching,
For a while, the players were training on the dilapidated football field, and the three schoolgirls were jumping, cheering and cheering.

After a while, there was a crowd of people on the scene of the competition. A few handsome boys who didn't look like players dribbled the ball to break through with the explosive music.

The players ran wildly on the green field, and their strong thighs released a strong sense of power.

The girl sang and danced on the sidelines, JK's waist wrapped in a skirt twisted, and her two fair legs danced with the unique frequency of youth.

Some people have said, how do those female fans know what 442, 541?

They watch the game just to see the colorful socks and powerful thighs.

And those boys looking at girls, what are they looking at?

"These female students are so beautiful and those players are so handsome!"

Zhao Ma has been completely infected by the emotional MV,
Eyes full of handsome Hu Ge, Yuan Hong, Lin Zhe,
There are also those girls who want to marry back home as daughter-in-law.

When the chorus began, Mama Zhao, who was almost forty, understood what "hi" was.

On an indoor stage, Tian Fuzhen grabbed a stand microphone and sang along like a demon.

You are electricity, you are light, you are the only myth

I only love you you are my super star
Zhang Jiajia and Ren Xiaoxuan, two girls, each with an electric bass, sang and shook, venting the youthful breath of the girls wantonly.

【There is no better way for you to dominate my worship】

I can only love you you are my super star
In just over three minutes, the three girls changed into five or six JK skirts, three or four neutral outfits,
Accompanied by the dynamic music, the three girls who have dancing skills showed a lively side of girls that few people know.

The subtle long skirt was removed, and the short skirt and stockings flew up.

Gentle and pleasant girls are certainly lovable, but dynamic and enthusiastic girls are even more likable.

Zhao's mother was also influenced by the three girls, and she remembered the time when she was young and wanted to fly.

So much so that at the end, Zhao's mother was full of all kinds of JK skirts.

"If I had a dress like this back then, the football captain I had a crush on wouldn't have fallen into mine..."

She suddenly thought of something, and when she turned her head to look, in the eyes of her son who was shaking his head, he saw a passionate look of love.

"It's broken, the brat can't be secretly in love, right?"

Every young boy has had a secret love that he knew was fruitless but still desperate.

Otherwise, why do you think Wang Xinling became popular again at the age of 40?

(End of this chapter)