Su Beibei: I heard from my classmates that you two are living together, is that true?
At this moment, Tong Daqi still saw Su Beibei as a little girl; in terms of maturity, Beibei was indeed not as mature as Xiaoling. Daqi continued texting with her.
Daqi: Yes. You have to keep it a secret.
Su Beibei: I really envy you guys.
Daqi: With your great qualities, you could also find a boyfriend to live with.
Su Beibei: I don't want to be in a relationship so soon. I've never even been in one before. Seeing how happy Xiaoling is, everyone in the department envies her. From now on, can I call Xiaoling "sister-in-law"?
Daqi: I agree. But whether she agrees, I can't say for sure.
Su Beibei: She listens to you. Even the dumbest pig could see that, let alone me, who isn't a pig.
Daqi: You're so smart, how come you're a pig?
Su Beibei: So, are you one of them? Hehe
Daqi: Yes, I am a stupid pig.
Su Beibei: Haha, you silly pig brother.
Daqi: Brother Pig is here. What is Brother Pig's little sister? Little sister.
Su Beibei: Looks like I've become a pig too.
Daqi: That's right, Piggy Sister. Piggy Sister, go to sleep early, we'll talk tomorrow.
Su Beibei: Goodnight, Brother Pig! Sincerely, Little Pig Sister
Daqi: Goodnight, Piggy!
Xiaoling asked, "Master, who are you texting so enthusiastically with?" Daqi replied, "Su Beibei. She asked if she could call you 'sister-in-law' from now on." Xiaoling laughed, "Let her call me whatever she wants. Master, she seems to admire you a lot; I can tell." Daqi laughed, "That's normal. I'm a mature man, and she's still a little girl." Xiaoling laughed, "Tell me, do you think she actually likes you?" Daqi said, "She probably sees me as an older brother. Aren't you jealous?" Xiaoling said, "If she likes you, I can't stop her. Why would I be jealous? Besides, my master is so outstanding; it's normal for her to like you." Daqi deliberately... He said, "What would you think if I took Beibei as my woman? I mean, if." Xiaoling smiled slightly and said, "As long as you're good to me, I won't bother with you. But I have a condition: you can't only have her in your heart and not me." Daqi laughed and said, "Ling'er, I'm just joking with you. I only see her as a younger sister." Xiaoling smiled slightly and said, "I think you should just take Beibei, Sha Jiaxin, and Shu Dongyue all as your women. That way, all four of us 'Broadcasting Beauties' will be your women. Haha!" Daqi laughed loudly and said, "Then I'll become the emperor of Binhai Media, having taken the most famous 'Broadcasting Beauties' all at once. Okay, okay, I'm not joking with you anymore." "Let me ask you something, does Sha Jiaxin have a boyfriend?" Xiaoling nodded and said, "Among our 'Four Beauties of Broadcasting,' only Su Beibei doesn't have a man, which is why the boys call her a 'cold-blooded beauty.' Sha Jiaxin's boyfriend is supposedly in the Chinese Literature Department at Binhai Normal University, and I heard he's quite talented. I met him once; he is indeed talented, but a bit too arrogant. I'm a little afraid of him; I heard he writes very well, especially essays. Jiaxin's boyfriend doesn't seem to like her being the 'Minister of Literature and Art' in the department; he seems to look down on us cadres. Sigh, I don't know how to put it?" Daqi laughed and said, "Isn't her boyfriend a bit too aloof?" Xiaoling nodded and said, "Probably." That's right. But in my opinion, there are only a handful of people in our media circle who can compare to her boyfriend. Of course, you're better than him, at least that's what I think. As for talent, you're probably about the same. But you're not so arrogant or aloof, and you're quite easygoing. I love reading Jiaxin's boyfriend's articles, but I always think it's best to 'keep your distance' from people." Daqi said, "The most talented guys in Chinese literature departments are often like that. Confucius said, 'Too much is as bad as too little.' A person who is too talented won't achieve anything, and a person who isn't talented won't achieve anything either. But I respect truly talented people. When will I be able to communicate with Sha Jiaxin's boyfriend?"
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"We chatted," Xiaoling said. "He often comes to the school to see Jiaxin. Jiaxin told me he'll be directly admitted to the Chinese Literature Department of Binhai Normal University for graduate studies. I think he's in some kind of special program, but I don't really know." Daqi said, "Oh, her boyfriend is a genius in the Chinese Literature Special Program. Hehe, no wonder he's so arrogant and conceited. Almost all the students in that program go straight to graduate school." The two chatted for a while longer before falling asleep in each other's arms.
The next day, while in class, Daqi suddenly wondered: How is Su Beibei's condition? Does she need more injections? He sent her a text message. Daqi had absolutely no interest in attending classes now, because he only loved Han Meng's English class. He only liked her class because of Han Meng; otherwise, English was his biggest headache. As for other subjects like Marxist philosophy, Marxist political economy, and college Chinese, he could learn them all on his own without a teacher. However, since the school required him to attend classes, he couldn't join everyone else. Daqi preferred to study in the library on his own and didn't like the way teachers taught; he always felt the teachers were too slow. A student who hadn't attended high school but managed to get into the Literature Department of Binhai Media College after only one year of intensive review—his confidence and ability were absolute! Su Beibei quickly replied to Daqi's text message.
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Su Beibei: I'm all better now, thank you for your concern, brother!
Daqi: Eat more fruit and get more rest. Call me if you need anything.
Su Beibei: Thank you. I'm in class. What about you?
Daqi: Same here. Then focus on your studies and we'll talk after class.
Su Beibei: Okay, goodbye!
Daqi: Goodbye!
In the evening, after class, Daqi went to the reading room. He picked up a copy of *Political Science Research* and started reading. Just as he was engrossed in his reading, someone tapped him on the shoulder. He looked up and saw, wow, it was Su Beibei. She looked much better today than when she was sick yesterday. Daqi said softly, "Beibei, what a surprise to see you!" Su Beibei smiled slightly at him and said, "I didn't see you in the open shelving section. I guessed you must have come here, and it seems I wasn't wrong. May I sit next to you?" Daqi smiled and nodded. Su Beibei was holding two magazines, one was *Reader*, and the other was *Speech and Eloquence*. Because there were many people reading in the reading room, they could only talk quietly. Daqi noticed that Beibei, who was already beautiful and pure, looked especially pretty today. Her shoulder-length hair smelled wonderfully fragrant, and she seemed to be wearing some makeup. Daqi smiled and said, "Are you wearing makeup?" Su Beibei nodded and said, "I'm going to be on camera today, and so is Xiaoling. We both have lessons on being on camera." Daqi nodded and said, "You're so pretty, even prettier than the TV presenters." Su Beibei's smile became extremely bright after hearing this. She asked, "What book are you reading?" Daqi showed her the magazine cover, and she immediately said, "This book is very profound. I've read it a few times, but I can't get into it. So, I'll just read something simpler and easier to understand. How can you read such a profound book?" Daqi said, "Is it that profound? Actually, it's just theory. Real-world politics is completely different." Su Beibei asked, "What other books do you like to read?" Daqi said, "History books are alright, especially classic Chinese history books." Su Beibei asked, "Have you been to the special collections room in this library?" Daqi smiled and said, "You can check the special collections room registration." Since the special collections room was near the reading room, Su Beibei smiled mysteriously and got up and left. Daqi thought to himself: No way, she really went to the special collections room to check the reading records?
Daqi's guess was absolutely right. Driven by curiosity, Su Beibei indeed went to the library's special collections room alone. This special collections room was used to store special books. The books here were the so-called "treasures of the library," such as the *Siku Quanshu*, the *Gujin Tushu Jicheng*, the *Daozang*, and so on, as well as a rare copy of *Jin Ping Mei*, illustrated editions of the "Four Great Classical Novels," and so on. When Su Beibei entered the special collections room, she found only an old man with white hair inside; the room was empty, without a single student. As soon as she entered, the old man adjusted his glasses and looked her over, saying, "Young lady, are you here to read or look up information?" Su Beibei replied, "I'm just here to take a look; I've heard the books here are quite good." The old man said, "You're from the broadcasting department, right?" Su Beibei nodded and said, "How did you know?" The old man smiled and said, "I've worked in this library for over 20 years. I can usually tell what department a student is from just by looking at them. You can register first." So, Su Beibei prepared to write her name on the "Reading Registration Form." She was taken aback when she saw the registration form. She flipped through several pages but only saw one name – “Tong Daqi.” Su Beibei asked the old man directly, “Teacher, why is there only one name? Several others seem to be teachers from this school.” The old man took off his glasses and said, “The books in this room are originally for professors. Lecturers rarely get to come in. Only literature professors, those with senior titles in Chinese literature, come in. Science and engineering professors generally don’t come in either, because they don’t need them and wouldn’t understand them. Young lady, why are you here reading at such a young age?” Su Beibei said, “I…I came to see Tong…” The old man said, “You mean Tong Daqi?” Su Beibei said, “You know him?” The old man laughed heartily, “His name is all on the registration form you have. How could I not know him? He usually comes every two or three days.” Su Beibei said, “Teacher, what is your surname?” The old man said, “My surname is Zhong. You can call me Old Zhong.” "Teacher," Su Beibei said, "Teacher Zhong, can you tell me what books Tong Daqi usually reads, and where they are?" Teacher Zhong said, "He's come here to look up historical materials, and he's also looked up the *Siku Quanshu* (Complete Library of the Four Treasuries) a few times. He's read the *Complete Works of Zeng Guofan*, and I remember this kid even looked up my copy of *Jin Ping Mei*. I even argued with him about the different versions of *Jin Ping Mei*. This kid is quite knowledgeable, but he's a bit too impulsive. He actually said that his family's version of *Jin Ping Mei* is better than mine. Hey, in all these years since the school was founded, not even a single teacher has been so arrogant, yet this kid dared to say such a thing. He even said that my copy of *Jin Ping Mei* is the version arranged after the founding of the People's Republic of China, not the version in the Peking University Library." Su Beibei said, "Can I look at the books here?" Teacher Zhong smiled and said, "Of course you can. Register first, and then feel free to look around." After registering, Su Beibei began to tour the special collections room.
Su Beibei: Oh my god, apart from the "Four Great Classical Novels", I have hardly read any books. This time I finally saw the "Complete Library of the Four Treasuries", which has more than 1,000 volumes.
Su Beibei picked up a book at random, opened it, and was dumbfounded. Not only was it all in traditional Chinese characters, but she couldn't understand it at all; it was all classical Chinese. Teacher Zhong approached her and said, “My dear student, let me tell you, since the broadcasting department was founded, not a single person has dared to come here to read, including your teachers. Tong Daqi is the only student who dares to read here. I’m the most leisurely person in this library. I’m lonely every day, only when that kid Tong comes do I have someone to talk to. Are you his friend?” Su Beibei nodded and said, “I’ve heard of the special collections room, so I came to see it today.” Teacher Zhong said, “Your friend Tong is quite good. He’s so young yet so learned, unlike most young people in the school, so frivolous! Maybe I’m getting old, and my views are different from yours, but I really like that kid Daqi. By the way, when you see him, invite him over for tea. I haven’t had tea with him in a long time.” Su Beibei nodded and smiled slightly, “Okay, okay. Then, Teacher Zhong, I’ll be going.” Old Man Zhong nodded and smiled slightly. He thought: Little girl, go read your romance novels. This is a stronghold of traditional Chinese culture, not suitable for young girls like you!
Su Beibei returned to the reading room, where Daqi was still reading. On her way there, she'd been thinking to herself, "My goodness, Tong Daqi is such a weirdo, and that Teacher Zhong is such a strange old man. Can anyone even read those books in the special collections room? I'd rather die than read them. I'll just stick to my 'Speech and Eloquence.'" But then again, Tong Daqi really is amazing! He can even "crack" such a deep book, and it seems he's on good terms with that strange old man. Otherwise, why would he invite him over for tea?
In truth, Su Beibei deeply admired Daqi. She felt that although he appeared carefree and indifferent, he was actually quite knowledgeable. However, there was one thing she couldn't understand: why didn't he participate in student council activities?
When Su Beibei sat down next to Daqi, he noticed the beautiful woman had returned. He said, "You didn't go to the special collections room, did you?" Su Beibei nodded. Daqi asked, "Did that white-bearded Professor Zhong say anything?" Su Beibei nodded again. Daqi whispered, "He's a big shot in our school. You mustn't say anything carelessly. Otherwise, he'll find a whole bunch of faults in what you say." Su Beibei asked, "You know that old man?" Daqi said, "In this library, besides Director Bai, he doesn't give much face to even the principal and the party secretary. He's a professor who receives a State Council allowance. For the first twenty years, he was the academic leader of the school, and the current principal is still his student." Su Beibei exclaimed in surprise, "A professor who receives a State Council allowance? My goodness, that's really a big shot! He told me to come over for tea sometime." Daqi nodded and said, "I'll go tomorrow. The old man invited me, so I definitely have to go."
After entering university, Daqi befriended two teachers: Director Bai of the library and Old Zhong, the head of the special collections room. Daqi's acquaintance with these two was purely based on their shared interest in literature. In Daqi's eyes, they were the most knowledgeable people in the entire university; the other teachers were just average. Only in front of these two teachers did he, Tong Daqi, feel like a student; otherwise, he felt that some teachers were simply not up to the task of teaching him. He often skipped classes to read in the library.
After Daqi and Su Beibei finished reading, they came out of the reading room. Just then, Xiaoling called to tell him they were going to eat. Daqi said, "Beibei, let's go eat together." Su Beibei nodded and walked with Daqi to the cafeteria, where Xiaoling was already waiting for him. The three chatted while eating.
Xiaoling said, "You didn't go to Old Man Zhong's place today, did you?"
Daqi: "I'm going tomorrow. He invited me to tea. Beibei told me."
Xiaoling asked, "Beibei, did you go to the special collections room?"
Su Beibei nodded and said, "I definitely won't go again."
Xiaoling said, "Beibei, you're so smart. That old man is very long-winded. I went there once, and he actually told me to finish reading the books in the open-shelf library first before going to his place to read."
Su Beibei laughed and said, "Luckily, I slipped away quickly today."
Xiaoling: "I swear, I'll never go to the special collections room again, so I won't be laughed at." As the three were talking, a sweet voice suddenly rang out: "Hello, Chairpersons!" Xiaoling and Su Beibei looked up and said simultaneously, "Shu Dongyue, please sit down, please sit down!" It was Shu Dongyue, one of the "Four Beauties of Broadcasting." Shu Dongyue brought a plate of food and sat down in front of the three of them. She greeted Daqi, saying, "This must be Tong Daqi, hello!" Daqi nodded and smiled, "Hello, Miss Shu!" Daqi carefully examined her; indeed, she was one of the "Four Beauties of Broadcasting," truly beautiful!
With her large eyes, long, flowing hair, thin lips, and straight nose, she exudes a captivating allure. One glance from her is enough to make one's bones melt. Speaking of the four beauties of the broadcasting world, each has her own unique charm: Lin Xiaoling – sweet; Su Beibei – cold; Sha Jiaxin – handsome; Shu Dongyue – enchanting.
Shu Dongyue is so beautiful, and her figure is amazing too. These four beauties are all famous throughout the school; their looks and figures are undeniable and can withstand the test of "the Party and the people"!
Da Qi thought to himself: No wonder Shu Dongyue was "kept" by a rich man; it's all because she's just too beautiful. That rich guy who kept her is really lucky!
Shu Dongyue: "What are you three talking about?"
Su Beibei said, "Just chatting. By the way, Dongyue, it's been so long since I've seen you, where have you been?"
Shu Dongyue: "I went on a trip with my boyfriend. Did they take attendance at school?"
Xiaoling: "Final exams are coming up soon, so stop going out and having fun. Come back and stay here for a while."
Shu Dongyue: "I only came back because of the exams, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered. New Year's Day is coming soon, are there any activities in the department?"
Su Beibei said, "There's a New Year's Eve party for our department. You should come too, I know you sing well."
Shu Dongyue: "Okay, I'll go and register with Minister Sha."
Xiaoling: "Okay, okay, okay. We all love listening to you sing."
Shu Dongyue: "You flatter me, you flatter me, both chairpersons are too kind!" Shu Dongyue noticed a book on Daqi's lap and asked, "Brother, what are you reading?" Daqi replied, "The Book of Han." Shu Dongyue smiled slightly and said, "Oh, I've read that too." Daqi exclaimed in surprise, "Miss Shu is truly amazing!" Shu Dongyue smiled slightly and said, "I can finish reading the Twenty-Four Histories in just a few days." Daqi looked at Shu Dongyue in astonishment: "..."
Daqi thought to himself: "My goodness, Shu Dongyue, you beautiful lady, you've even dared to boast in front of me, Tong Daqi! What kind of concept is this 'Twenty-Four Histories'? I'll test you. In all of China, who dares to say they've read the 'Twenty-Four Histories,' and who dares to say they can finish reading it in a few days? Probably not even a few days' worth of flipping through it! It seems that this beauty, Shu Dongyue, is not only beautiful, but when it comes to boasting, she can really blow a cow out of its wits!"
Daqi examined Shu Dongyue's small mouth closely. Perhaps it was because Shu Dongyue's mouth was too sexy—thin and red. When she spoke, her two red lips moved, revealing her bright red tongue and pearly white teeth. How could such a beautiful mouth be so good at boasting? Daqi found it unbelievable, but he didn't show it.
Daqi asked, "Miss Shu, have you read the Twenty-Four Histories?"
Shu Dongyue nodded without blushing or skipping a beat: "I've seen it, I watched it during the summer vacation before my senior year of high school."
Daqi said, "I have a question I'd like to ask you?"
Shu Dongyue said, "Brother, please ask."
Daqi said, "Do you know which specific histories these Twenty-Four Histories are? I've never understood it."
Shu Dongyue said, “Records of the Grand Historian, Zizhi Tongjian, Book of Changes, Spring and Autumn Annals…” Shu Dongyue went on and on, but apart from the first one, Records of the Grand Historian, which was correct, all the other answers were wrong.
Daqi thought to himself: This Shu Dongyue is really funny! Oh well, never mind, I won't argue with a little girl. I'll just take it as her joking around.
After the four finished eating, Shu Dongyue said she had some errands to run in the city and said goodbye to the three of them. Daqi, Xiaoling, and Beibei went to the library's study room to review their lessons, since final exams were approaching. Tong Daqi himself didn't put much effort into reviewing; he told Xiaoling to put in more effort. Beibei, on the other hand, diligently began reviewing her lessons.
In terms of initiative in learning, Su Beibei is much more proactive than Xiaoling. In her parents' words, Beibei is a well-behaved child—good at studies, good character, and excels at her job. Xiaoling, on the other hand, is more clever by nature, and of course, she listens to Daqi. If Daqi tells her to read, she has to read obediently, not daring to disobey her "master" in the slightest.
At Christmas, Daqi bought gifts for all 17 of his wives, including his mother-in-law, and also for his three children, Tong Xiaoqi, Tong Xiaoxue, and Tong Xiaofeng. The whole family was overjoyed. He also bought Christmas gifts for Xiaoling at school.
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He also bought gifts for Su Beibei. Xiaoling was actually his 18th wife, so naturally he had to give her a gift. As for Su Beibei, it was purely out of friendship; he bought her an MP3 player. Beibei was overjoyed to receive the gift and even excitedly kissed Daqi's cheek in front of Xiaoling. Xiaoling smiled slightly and said, "Beibei, you're too excited." Xiaoling's words made Su Beibei blush... Actually, Xiaoling wasn't jealous, but Beibei thought she was. It wasn't until December 26th, when Daqi treated Xiaoling and Su Beibei to dinner, that Beibei was relieved: "So Xiaoling wasn't jealous! Me too, why was I so excited? But... I really admire and like my older brother, it's just that he doesn't like me. He always likes Xiaoling... Sigh... Life is so helpless!" Daqi spent Christmas Day, December 25th, at home with his mother, his 17 wives, and his three children. Just then, his mother-in-law arrived, which made Daqi extremely happy. Actually, Daqi liked having his mother-in-law, still alluring, sexy, and as voluptuous as ever, by his side. However, he had to take care of his father-in-law, so he could only have her stay with him for a while before returning to Ping'an to be with him for a period. This was unavoidable; Daqi respected his father-in-law greatly. His father-in-law was actually a good man, a model father, and treated Daqi and Qiwen very well. Although Daqi had a strong possessive streak and wanted his beautiful mother-in-law by his side at all times, like his other wives, obediently waiting for his "favor," he also considered that his father-in-law lived alone, was the father of the fairy-like Qiwen, and Xiaoqi's maternal grandfather; his life truly depended on his mother-in-law. Therefore, although his mother-in-law longed to stay by Daqi's side and obediently serve him, her "emperor" son-in-law always insisted that she return home every so often to take care of her father.
His mother-in-law would often gently complain to Daqi, "My dear, let me stay with you for a few more days before going back to Ping'an, okay?" Daqi would always say, "Mom, I understand. But you have to go back and take care of Dad for a while. Otherwise, it's no use for you to stay at home. I definitely won't listen to you!" Whenever his mother-in-law heard Daqi say this, she would immediately say, "Okay, okay, okay, my dear, Wenhua will listen to whatever you say..." Daqi would always smile slightly and gently pat her plump buttocks, saying, "Little slut, that's more like my woman, Tong Daqi's woman, so obedient!" His mother-in-law would often laugh and say, "You dare call me a slut? I'll show you how slutty I can be!"
In fact, Daqi quite enjoyed flirting with his mother-in-law. He often lightly called her a "slut" or "whore," and even referred to her as a "bitch." His mother-in-law, in turn, readily played along, calling herself "Slut Wenhua," "Whore Wenhua," or "Bitch Wenhua." On Christmas night at home, Daqi stayed overnight. He specifically requested that Qiwen and her daughter, and Jiaran and her daughter—Qiwen, his mother-in-law, Jiaran, and Xiaoman—serve him, the "Emperor," with utmost respect. After bringing all four women to the peak of pleasure, Daqi deliberately indulged himself in his mother-in-law's delicate anus and Xiaoman's red lips, the seductive mother-in-law nearly screaming herself hoarse with ecstasy…
During the New Year's Eve party, Xiaoling got Daqi a ticket for a seat in the back row of the VIP section. Daqi said he wanted to see the Broadcasting Department's New Year's Eve party. Xiaoling, as the student council president, getting a good seat was a piece of cake for her. As the student council president, Xiaoling and Beibei, as the vice president, naturally had to put in some effort for this New Year's Eve party. They also had their own performances, but the entire stage design and setup, that is, the director, was Sha Jiaxin, the arts and literature minister and one of the "Four Beauties of Broadcasting." However, when Xiaoling and Beibei were in the audience, they both sat on either side of Daqi, with Xiaoling on his left and Beibei on his right.
Daqi asked Beibei, "Does Minister Sha have a performance?" Beibei replied, "Yes, she has a large-scale dance, and she's the lead actress." Daqi asked, "What's your performance?" Beibei said, "Didn't I tell you I'm performing Peking Opera? Although I'm from Chongqing, I love Peking Opera." Daqi asked in surprise, "Which opera?" Beibei said, "Shajiabang, one of the model operas. I'm playing Sister Aqing." Daqi nodded. He knew Xiaoling's performance was playing a guzheng piece—"Xiangshan Shooting Drums." So, all four of the "Beauties of Broadcasting" had performances, leaving only Shu Dongyue, who attracted attention with her "enchanting" aura.
Daqi asked Xiaoling, "What is Shu Dongyue performing?" Xiaoling whispered, "Her soft singing is unmatched in our Binhai Media. She'll be singing an old song—Teresa Teng's 'Just Like Your Tenderness.' Master, all four of the 'Broadcasting Beauties' will be performing tonight!" Daqi nodded and said, "Let's see which of you four beauties will steal the show tonight." Xiaoling said, "I'm definitely no worse than the other three, Master, just watch closely." Daqi whispered, "You're my woman, I believe in you!" Xiaoling smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Master!" Daqi turned to Beibei and said, "Little sister, I wish you a successful performance tonight!" Beibei said, "With Big Brother here, I'll definitely succeed! Singing Peking Opera, I've never been afraid of any teacher at our school, let alone students." Daqi nodded, looking at Beibei's confident face, he really wanted to kiss this beauty, just a kiss, like she kissed him a few days ago, nothing more. Of course, he only wanted to kiss her; he didn't, and didn't dare to.
Daqi thought to himself: Beibei isn't Xiaoling. Beibei is merely his little sister, while Xiaoling is his wife. Xiaoling, that beauty, only needs one command to kneel obediently before him, serving him at his beck and call; but Beibei, this beauty, he dares not give her any orders, nor has he ever given her any. But he had a feeling, especially strong from the moment Beibei kissed him a few days ago: Beibei, I know you, my beauty, like me, and I like you more and more! If you, my lovely one, really don't mind that I, Tong Daqi, have so many women, then I might as well take you in too, making this famously "cold beauty" one of my obedient daughters. I believe you, Su Beibei, will definitely become one of my women, it's just a matter of time. No rush, no rush, tonight let's watch the performance of your "Four Beauties of Broadcasting."
Actually, Tong Daqi felt a great sense of accomplishment at this moment. He'd only been at university for less than half a year, and he'd already completely won over Lin Xiaoling, the beautiful student council president of the broadcasting department and one of the "Four Beauties of Broadcasting." Xiaoling listened to everything he said; if he told her to go east, she wouldn't dare go west. In daily life, Xiaoling also took meticulous care of him. What pleased him even more was that Su Beibei, who was usually aloof and cold to others and known as the "cold-blooded killer," never dared to raise her voice in front of him. Like Xiaoling, she was filled with admiration and gratitude towards him. Sometimes, Daqi would deliberately tease Beibei, giving her "orders," and she would just smile and obediently comply. For example, a few days ago, Beibei didn't want to eat, saying she had no appetite. But considering her health wasn't very good, Daqi simply said to her, "Beibei, be good, eat!" Beibei looked at Daqi in surprise, then without saying a word, she lowered her head and ate all the food. You see, Beibei rarely even glanced at other boys. She was known for her arrogance, but it was truly fate that she dared not, and was unwilling to, show any arrogance towards Daqi.
Actually, Su Beibei had been wondering to herself these past few days: Why did she go to get a shot when her older brother told her to? Why didn't she get shots when her parents told her to? Why did she eat when her older brother told her to? She'd always been the one being begged to eat. Why did she always listen to her older brother? Could this be… Beibei didn't dare think further; her face flushed and her heart pounded. But the more she tried to suppress the thought, the more she wondered. This morning, when she woke up, her roommate said to her, "President Su, you were talking in your sleep last night, calling out 'older brother.' Who's 'older brother'?" Beibei, being the vice president of the student union and a high-ranking official in her department, calmly replied, "Oh, my mom said my older brother is sick. I guess I'm just dreaming about what I've been thinking about. Sorry for disturbing your sleep." But after she said that, her heart couldn't calm down: Could it be that she had really fallen in love with her older brother? But my older brother already has Xiaoling... Sigh, fate is so unfair... How did I even fall for him? But he's just so outstanding. Every time I see him and Xiaoling all lovey-dovey, I get so jealous! However, my older brother is really good to me, and I really enjoy being with him.
Daqi sat attentively watching the 2003 New Year's Eve gala of the Broadcasting Department at Binhai Media College, held in the school's small theater. He glanced behind him and was astonished. The entire theater was packed, with people standing even in the aisles and behind the seats. Besides the Broadcasting Department, students from other departments like Literature, Production, Computer Science, and Journalism were also present. Daqi understood: the Broadcasting Department was renowned for its beautiful girls, so their gala naturally attracted male students from across the school. Sure enough, two people behind him were talking, and Daqi overheard their conversation.
A: "Hey bro, which department are you in?"
B: "I'm in the computer science department, what about you?"
A: "I'm from the journalism department. I came to see the beautiful girls from the broadcasting department perform, so I used my connections to get a ticket."
B: "A good friend gave it to me. I came here to see how the department with the most beautiful girls in our school puts on a New Year's Eve party."
A: "Likewise, likewise!" The two laughed and continued talking.
B: "I heard that the 'Four Beauties of Broadcasting' all have programs. Brother, do you know who the 'Four Beauties of Broadcasting' are?"
A: "You don't even know this? How dare you say you're a student in the School of Media and Communication?"
B: "Brother, to be honest, at Binhai Media College, our Computer Science department is the most marginalized department. How could I possibly have as much inside information as you Journalism students? Can you tell me who the 'Four Beauties of Broadcasting' are?"
A: "The student union president and vice president of the broadcasting department, the chief director of this gala and the arts minister, and another person who I heard will be singing Teresa Teng's songs tonight."
B: "Brother, you're truly an expert! You understand it so well!"
A: "I studied journalism. If I don't have a keen sense of smell, how will I survive in the future? I also know which of the four beauties has been kept by a rich man."
B: "Yes, yes, yes, professional instincts, professional instincts! Brother, you're amazing, you even knew who was being kept by someone."
Da Qi was deeply surprised. This journalism student behind him actually knew about the "Four Beauties of Broadcasting" and even knew Shu Dongyue's performance that night. It was natural for him, as the man of Lin Xiaoling, the president of the broadcasting student union, to know this. But this journalism student behind him knew so much? Could it be that this journalism student was a member of China's future news "paparazzi"? That was possible. These days, "paparazzi" are everywhere spreading news, and the journalism department of Binhai Media is a training ground for "professional paparazzi." Aren't "paparazzi" good? Great, fantastic! With them, you can know anything.