Chapter 270 You Teach, I Learn

Many people who had watched the backstage footage several times before switching back to the live broadcast room contentedly were surprised to find barrage after barrage, with nine out of ten posts saying "Come on" and "It'll get better."

【Eh eh eh? What happened? # stupid】

【I also want to ask】

[Why is he so good? I'm really stupid...]

[I sat in front of the computer and burst into tears like the first time I heard "Servant of Death"

【Ah ah ah come on! ! I am also learning along with you! ! 】

Qingqing, who didn't know what happened, flipped through the topic area and saw the whole story. She couldn't hold back her tears immediately.

It turned out that while Qin Jue was practicing sign language, a Qingqing posted a long series of comments in the live broadcast room.

She is a deaf mute.

Due to some congenital diseases, her hearing was damaged since childhood. Under the influence of hearing, she gradually lost her ability to speak clearly and became deaf-mute.

She is sixteen years old and still attends a school for the deaf and mute. She receives financial and medical subsidies every month from the local government and enterprises such as Qinyi Technology.

According to policies issued by the country in recent years, deaf-mute students who are in the top 100 in the school's overall score can also apply for additional auxiliary products from Qinyi Technology. Last year, several acquired deaf-mute students could use hearing aids and other medical equipment to He spoke.

Her current score is tenth in the class and first hundred in school. She is working hard to get into the top 100 in the next comprehensive examination.

Meeting Qin Jue was just an accident.

When the whole Internet was retweeting the song from the streets of Ni Province, although this Qingqing could not hear the singing, she could empathize with the tearing struggle and pain from the picture.

Later I read the lyrics and fell in love with the actor immediately.

Once I started to understand Qin Jue, I was attracted to him again and again, and now I am firmly at the bottom of the pit.

"Thank you for the strength you brought me," that Qingqing said at the end.

When Qin Jue saw these words, he was slightly stunned.

After a few seconds, she silently bent her eyes, stretched out her thumb with a beautiful smile, and flexed it twice.

"Thanks".

This is thank you in sign language.

Then, under the gaze of other tearful ladies, Qin Jue asked awkwardly in sign language: "Can you teach me?"

After the deaf-mute Qing replied, she clicked on the video call.

Manager Senran appeared at the right time and told everyone at home that only Qin Jue could see Qingqing, and her privacy would not be exposed in the live broadcast.

So, everyone looked at Qin Jue smiling slightly and making various movements unskilledly.

From being unfamiliar at the beginning to becoming fluent gradually.

By the time the group of Qingqings who had finished reading the tidbits over and over again came back, Qin Jue could chat more comfortably with the deaf and mute Qingqing opposite him.

There are family members who understand a little bit of sign language and translate in real time for everyone in the barrage.

The conversations between the two were relatively simple, such as "I like your songs very much", "Come on, learning guitar is fun" and so on. Even if it was a short sentence, Qin Jue and the Qingqing still had a great time chatting.

[Help, my tear point is really low]

【Me...me too...】

One of the two people in the live broadcast room taught and the other learned, and nearly two hours passed like this.

There was no BGM, and there were no voices. The scene was quiet, with only Qin Jue occasionally tilting his head in confusion and carefully following his hand gestures.

[There was a classmate in my class when I was a kid. He was not a disabled person, he just had a stutter. We had a good relationship, but I never had the patience to listen to him finish a complete sentence...]

【Touch Qingqing(,,ω)ノ"(っω｀.) in front of me"

[Oh, I feel a little guilty, Xiaolang is so nice]

[I want to volunteer. Are there any local friends who would like to join me? Coordinates XXX]

【我我我】

【Take me one】

[I’m so touched. I worked as a volunteer teacher at a school for the deaf and mute before. Seeing Teacher Qin practicing sign language seemed to see me back then. It was so nice...]

Many Qingqing didn't know how to describe this complicated mood, so they could only repeat "It's so good."

After a while, the deaf-mute Qingqing opposite smiled and waved her hand, said "good night", and logged off.

She is a little girl with a nice smile, and her cheeks are a little fleshy, like a soft little bun.

When Qin Jue made a mistake while learning sign language, she smiled and waved her hand gently, then slowed down her movements and demonstrated again.

It was already late at night, and many ladies who had a regular schedule said "Bye bye" in the live broadcast room. The ladies who often practiced immortality were more energetic than the other, chatting in the barrage.

Qin Jue crossed his fingers and flexed his joints a few times, found a very popular and useful manual exercise video, and followed it, which also attracted many friends.

[I just want to see how many skills I can learn from following Xiaolang]

[+1, full of expectations for life 2333]

[Qin Jue, first place in skill infection.jpg]

[What is an almighty idol (tactical retreat]

[She is obviously an actor, not an idolhhhh]

[I don’t care, the one I love is called Aidou (a dog’s head holding a rose in its mouth)

【You are very cool.jpg】

While they were chatting, two new bullet screens floated across the live broadcast room.

Qin Jue's expression froze, and even the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The first sentence of this "Qingqing" named "Definitely Not Black Sesame Filled Rice Balls" was:

[Brother, you are so dedicated! 】

The second sentence is:

【I'm sorry! 】

Qin Jueqiang resisted the indecent act of giving the middle finger to the camera, took out his mobile phone, opened Feixun, and clicked on the private chat with Yuan Xiao.

[An actor: Go away and change the script]

[Screenwriter Yuan Xiao: Hey! 】

He still has the nerve to register his family’s APP, this guy.

Qin Jue glanced at the chat interface with disgust. Yuan Xiao was still posting unscrupulous barrages here just because the third round had not been broadcast yet.

If his identity is exposed, the angry ministers may hang his head in the topic area for three days and three nights...

【? ? ? What happened]

[Hahahahahaha Xiaolang is so disgusted]

[Did you see some barrage?]

【Huh? Which one is it? It seems that classmate No. 11 is not here]

[hhhh Classmate No. 11, speaking of which, I just watched the behind-the-scenes of their group, and it was great! 】

[I also added some behind-the-scenes footage of Miss Wu Ang’s group! x-on:It’s Wu Ang, not Wang, my sister comes in and gets complimented! ! 】

[Looking at Lang Lang, he has two acquaintances in the show crew, www, that’s great]

No, there are three now.

Qin Jue's face was expressionless.

【Probe】

[Come on, Teacher Qin——]

Two more barrages from the same ID.

Qin Jue's face was expressionless... The corners of Qin Jue's eyes twitched.

Is it okay to call it "Mosquito in the Square"?

Fang Youmosquito, Fang Youwen, this homophone is too unfashionable!

Qin Jue couldn't hold it back anymore and rolled his eyes at the camera.

No need for male Qingqing!

It involves professional knowledge, so it took a long time to look up the information, sorry. Well, keep writing.