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Qiao Jingjing was sweating profusely from the pain; she hadn't been beaten like this in many years.
"Snapped..."
The feather duster struck Qiao Yu's hand.
The old man looked at his son, who was rushing towards him with a puzzled expression.
Su Jinbei and Qiao's mother were also taken aback.
The older sister looked at her younger brother through teary eyes, her gaze as if she were seeing the man who would stand up for her.
Qiao Yu himself was also dumbfounded.
Oh my god, am I courting death?
Am I courting death?
Why not just keep yourself out of the mess while Qiao Jingjing takes all the blame?
Qiao Yu saw his sister being beaten and couldn't help but step in to stop her.
It's almost instinctive, subconscious.
Strange to say.
He watched his sister get beaten up back then, and he just watched the show with amusement.
Now, he finds himself unable to bear seeing his sister being beaten.
You may not believe it, but it was my hand that moved by itself.
Can I withdraw my request?
The old man stared at him, his eyes seeming to hold a storm brewing, growing ever fiercer.
It's too late to regret it now.
So he stubbornly said, "Dad, don't hit her. I wrote the song for her on my own initiative... but I have no intention of entering the entertainment industry... This time it was my fault for not supervising her properly."
The old man sneered: "Did you supervise?"
Qiao Yu asked guiltily, "You supervised... right?"
The old man sneered again: "You're also my good son. How come I never realized you were so talented?"
"You write songs and play the piano, but when I taught you, you were like a piece of rotten wood, completely unsuitable for carving."
"Will I be able to turn my life around and become a great talent one day when I'm free?"
"It's my fault as a father for not being able to teach my son properly. I've misled him. Is that what you mean? He's truly my good son."
Qiao Yu subconsciously said, "Dad is right...and..."
The last three words, "I was wrong," stuck in my throat.
.......
125 Qiao Jingjing was moved to tears; German Orthopedics
"Dad is right, I was wrong..." is the official standard phrase in a father-son dialogue.
Whenever the old man finished beating Qiao Yu, or whenever Qiao Yu was about to be beaten, he would always say something.
Qiao Yu has developed a conditioned reflex.
But he suddenly realized what he was saying halfway through.
The grammar is correct, but it's being used at the wrong time...
The old man's forehead veins throbbed with anger.
Thunderous rage is brewing and is expected to explode in seconds.
At this moment, Qiao Yu received a task notification from the system.
While the old man was gathering his primordial power, Qiao Yu casually opened the quest and took a look:
[Ding! You have successfully overcome this challenge. You are rewarded with 160 points. Failure will deduct the corresponding points.]
What a fool!
It means he's going to take the beating for Qiao Jingjing, right?
How could I have such a perverted psychological desire?
"Dad, actually, it was I who encouraged her to participate in the singing competition," Qiao Yu said loudly. "I wrote all the songs for her voluntarily. It's all my fault, so go ahead and hit me if you want."
Qiao Jingjing was moved by her brother's bravery.
Happily take a step back.
The old man pointed at Qiao Yu with his finger, his expression one of gritted teeth.
Qiao Yu obediently extended his hand.
The old man sneered twice: "Who said they were going to hit your hand?"
Well...
A sense of foreboding welled up in Qiao Yu's heart.
Sure enough, the old man's angry roar rang in my ears: "Kneel down!"
When Qiao Yu was a child, he did something wrong. His grandfather would drag him into the study by the ear, make him kneel, and then brandish a feather duster like he was brandishing a bayonet at a Japanese soldier...
To paraphrase a line from a famous anime:
this moment.
Qiao Yu finally recalled the fear he had once felt at the mercy of the old man.
And the humiliation of being locked in the study as punishment.
"Dad, I was wrong. What I said just now was all a lie. You can continue to beat Qiao Jingjing." Qiao Yu said loudly.
The older sister quickly retreated, hiding far away.
And she watched him warily.
The old man's way of educating his son was to use physical force rather than words.
He circled behind Qiao Yu and swung the feather duster hard.
A muffled thud, unlike the crisp sound of the slap earlier.
Qiao Yu winced in pain.
The old man clearly held back when he beat my sister.
Qiao Yu immediately realized that he couldn't escape this beating no matter what.
After beating his sister, he beat him up.
After all, he was the one who started it all.
Otherwise, why would I have let him come back with me?
"I told you to encourage her, I told you to write a song for her."
"I asked you to cover for her, you've gotten too bold."
While beating his son, the old man didn't forget to subtly warn his daughter.
Qiao Jingjing was timid.
Every time her father struck her with the stick, she would tremble.
It seems the blow wasn't aimed at Qiao Yu, but at her.
Seeing Qiao Yu being punished, Su Jinbei opened her mouth.
Ultimately, I couldn't think of a reasonable reason to dissuade him.
Isn't it only natural for a father to beat his son?
She's an outsider; how can she stop me? Her words carry no weight at all.
The old man was happily smoking 350 cigarettes.
Suddenly, with a snap, the old feather duster finally gave way and broke.
Qiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Persistence truly leads to victory.
I've finally outlived that wretched feather duster.
Qiao Jingjing also breathed a sigh of relief.
The feather duster is broken. After Dad finishes beating my brother, he won't be satisfied and will have nothing to beat her with next.
Su Jinbei also breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing Qiao Yu being beaten, she actually felt a little sorry for him.
The old man sneered, "I still have my belt!"
Qiao Yu: "..."
Qiao Jingjing: "..."
Su Jinbei: "..."
This spicy old radish.
"Alright, you're calm now."
Qiao's mother stepped in at the right time to act as a peacemaker.
She usually plays this role.
The old man plays the bad cop, and she plays the good cop.
After the old man gave her the stick, Qiao's mother gave her the sweet treat.
Holding little Qiao Yu: My baby son, don't cry, Mommy will give you a kiss.