That's My Sister

Professor Li clapped his hands and solemnly announced, "I don't want a similar incident to Yang Chen's to happen again. We have five days left to finish the project. Everyone, keep up the good work and give it your all. After it's over, we'll have a celebration banquet, and then you should graduate. However, what happened today must be dealt with. I've decided to take one thousand from Yang Chen's bonus and award it to Qin Ze."

No one had any objections, since the money wasn't being taken from their bonuses.

But Qin Ze felt a deep malice from Yang Chen's eyes, coming from this little bastard.

At nine thirty, Qin Ze said hello to Professor Li and went out to class.

At twelve thirty, two classes of Securities Investment ended, just in time for lunch. Students swarmed out of the classroom. In the blink of an eye, the place was empty.

As Qin Ze stepped out of the classroom, a tall and sturdy guy chased after him, grabbed his waist, and dragged him back into the classroom, as if he was going to forcibly defile a virtuous woman.

Qin Ze relaxed his tense body and let him half-drag, half-pull him back to the classroom.

Zhao Baliao gave Qin Ze a clumsy salute while holding him in his seat, and said loudly, "Report, Dorm Leader, we have a traitor among us."

Li Liang and Liu Ziqiang sat on the desks like great generals, their eyes looking down on him.

Hearing this, Dorm Leader Li Liang slammed the table and said with satisfaction, "You handled it well."

Old driver Qin Ze said angrily, "Get lost, 'pregnant with your sister'!"

Li Liang snorted, "You dare to talk back? Second Battalion Commander, where's your Italian cannon? Third Battalion Commander, your Human Cannon is on standby."

Liu Ziqiang coldly unbuckled his belt, and Zhao Baliao chuckled strangely.

Qin Ze said helplessly, "What does the organization want from me? In the three years since I joined the underground party, I have been conscientious, vowed to defend the motherland, and obeyed the organization's arrangements. I have absolutely not taken a single needle or thread from the people."

Although he didn't know what his roommates were up to, he cooperated tacitly.

"Good, then I ask you, what are the rules of our Dorm 303!" Li Liang used a book as a gavel and slammed it hard.

Qin Ze hesitated for a moment, then honestly said, "Four men, one heart, bros' status is as heavy as a mountain. We only love Five Finger Maiden in our lives, whoever gets a girlfriend first, dies first."

Several girls who were packing their books looked over in surprise, and Qin Ze felt ashamed and wanted to cover his face.

Li Liang patted Qin Ze on the shoulder, his expression serious, and said in a deep voice, "Since you know, then I won't say much. Brother, have a good journey, let's be comrades in the next life."

Liu Ziqiang pretended to pull out his Italian cannon.

Qin Ze was shocked, "Please wait, organization, please be clear, I have not violated the rules of Dorm 303, I am innocent, I am still a single dog, we are all single dogs, why should single dogs make things difficult for single dogs... Hey, you're really pulling it out... I, I, Long Aotian, refuse to accept this."

Li Liang sneered, "Then tell me what was going on with yesterday's phone call? The evidence is irrefutable, Comrade, you can't argue. Go in peace."

Qin Ze finally understood and rolled his eyes, "The organization's investigation work is too rough and needs to be improved. That's my sister, not someone I can have sex with, so I'm still a good comrade. Please, Second Battalion Commander, take back your Italian cannon, and Third Battalion Commander, please take back your Human Cannon as well."

"Really?"

"More real than real gold."

Li Liang said with a smile, "The organization misunderstood you, little brother-in-law is fertilized, fertilized."

"Hey, that's not the right way to address me."

"Little brother-in-law, don't be anxious, let your brothers-in-law slowly explain to you. Confucius said: Food and sex are human nature. The Book of Songs says: A virtuous maiden is a gentleman's good match. To sum it up, it's one sentence: Single dogs are losers in society."

"After careful consideration, the organization feels that the dorm rules are against humanity and should be abolished and revised. For the prosperity of the country and the development of society, we should actively give birth to outstanding offspring for the motherland. Therefore, Comrade Qin Ze, for the sake of the country and the people, you should actively recommend excellent girls with big breasts, round butts, and long legs to the organization."

"What the Dorm Leader said makes sense, I second it."

"I second that," Zhao Baliao and Liu Ziqiang voted in agreement.

"I, I'll go..." Qin Ze was stunned, then suddenly realized what was happening. Damn it, I've been tricked again.

"Reporting to the organization, I have something to say. Dedicating everything to the organization is our due

Liu Ziqiang passed the ball to him. After receiving the ball, Zhao Baliao roared like a tiger. He was still outside the three-point line and had already started his three-step layup. He was burly, with a thick back and round waist, charging like an unstoppable human tank. Old Wang tried to block him, but was staggered by the impact.

Three big steps directly to the basket, hook shot, "clang" sound, the ball hit the rim, did not go in...

I knew it would be like this!

Qin Ze covered his forehead.

Old Wang made a tiger leap to grab the rebound, and incidentally bumped Li Liang's small body almost to the ground, dribbled the ball and quickly darted out of the three-point line, directly jumped to shoot.

The basketball drew a perfect arc, swishing into the net.

"That can go in." Li Liang cursed "fuck."

Old Wang strutted proudly: "Please call me Shooting God."

Three-pointers are Old Wang's specialty. In his own words, "shooting only practices three-pointers, the inside only practices dunks," because these two cool and awesome skills on the court are always the most attractive to girls, with dunks being the most. He didn't even think about dunks, he didn't have the jumping ability, so he had to settle for second best and practice three-pointers.

The scoring side served the ball. After several passes, the inside was defended tightly by Qin Ze and others, so the ball was passed to Old Wang again. He took a deep breath, ignored Li Liang's poor jumping ability, jumped, shot, this time it didn't go in, the ball hit the rim.

Zhao Baliao's physique dominated under the basket, and he grabbed the ball without any suspense, throwing it to Liu Ziqiang near the three-point line. Liu Ziqiang dribbled out of the three-point line, then quickly rushed to the backboard, jumped to shoot, without any suspense... didn't go in!

"Pass the ball back to me, I'm under the basket." Zhao Baliao, who failed to grab the rebound this time, complained to Liu Ziqiang repeatedly.

"There are two people next to you, no one is guarding me." Liu Ziqiang defended himself with a guilty conscience.

"Stop talking nonsense. They're going to attack." Qin Ze interrupted the two's argument, sighing in his heart. Liu Ziqiang was the most solid in basketball skills among the four in the dorm, Zhao Baliao was strong, but didn't know how to play basketball, Li Liang, a dog tycoon whose body was hollowed out by wine and sex, could touch the basketball a few times a year at best, as for himself... the pot calling the kettle black, not much different from Li Liang.

"Qin Ze, you go defend Old Wang, let's switch." Li Liang trotted over, wanting to switch defenses with him, explaining: "You're taller than me, and I'm not in good shape, I can't keep up with him."

As if I'm in good shape.

Qin Ze complained in his heart, didn't hesitate, and agreed to switch defenses with Li Liang.

An opposing young man dribbled into the inside, Zhao Baliao opened his arms, like a pouncing big black bear, very imposing, intercepting his breakthrough route.

That guy looked at the imposing big guy, and decisively passed the ball to Old Wang outside the three-point line behind him.

At this time, Qin Ze had just switched defenses, and hadn't gotten close yet, giving Old Wang enough space to shoot.

Old Wang jumped, shooting the basketball with a standard posture. In the eyes of everyone, the ball slowly rose.

In Qin Ze's eyes, the brown basketball rotated as it left his hand, rose, and drew the first step of a perfect arc. A thought suddenly surged in his mind: "Maybe I can block it."