[Comprehensive] My sister, made in China

The lecture hall was almost full, and Olos pressed the brim of her hat, thinking to herself, I made a mistake~ I can't just stand and listen for a long time.

She took off her hat, smiled, walked up to a boy, smiled sweetly, and asked, "Excuse me, is there anyone in this seat?"

The black-haired boy was stunned for a moment, "Yes... no... um, no." Immediately he put the book that occupied the seat, and said to himself, buddy, I'm sorry~

After Mycroft came in, the noisy lecture hall suddenly fell silent. He calmly walked to the podium and scanned the audience with his eyes. Finally, he stopped at the blue figure in the back row, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Oulos listened to his report with one hand resting on his chin in all kinds of boredom. It was nothing more than encouraging students to study hard through various examples. Oulos curled her lips and tried to keep herself awake.

Mycroft was dressed neatly and neatly, with a gentle aura all over her body. Some girls couldn't be provoked by the discussion below, but they were named by McCoff with a smile and tactfully, without any intention of offending anyone.

Oulos became interested, and made funny faces at Mycroft on the stage in different ways, and the boy next to her glanced at her suspiciously.

Olos smiled shyly, slightly embarrassed.

"Cough cough cough."

Oulos grabbed a book at random, covered her face, took out the mobile phone in her pocket, and then logged into Xiaoxiaole. Maybe it was not set up properly at the beginning, and the ringtone of Happy Xiaoxiaole rang loudly. Look in her direction, including Mycroft.

The boy next to her covered his face in embarrassment. He really didn't know this mentally handicapped person, so if he met her, it would be like seeing her for the first time. Where did the goddess go?

"Cough." Mycroft withdrew his gaze, and seeing his classmates looking at him in surprise, he was inexplicably guilty, and lowered his head.

"This student is very humorous."

"...."

The moment Mycroft lowered his head, he couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth again. Olos hid behind the book, and heard the girl in the back row whispering: "Hurry up and take a picture!!!"

After such an embarrassing incident, Oulos was too embarrassed to turn on the phone, afraid that something would happen if the phone was pulled out.

Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, a series of familiar ringtones appeared in the slightly calm air, Chibi Maruko's theme song, Olos wanted to cry for no reason, she really didn't mean it, who the hell called her phone .

She said sorry in embarrassment, and left the classroom lightly.

"Fuck, Sherlock, you better have something important." Olos burst out on the phone, she felt that she had lost all face in her life today.

"I must have gone out and didn't read the almanac."

Sherlock: "I just searched through a certain webpage and found out that I am going to be an uncle."

Olos was horrified, she forgot to tell Sherlock about it.

"Uh... I originally wanted to tell you after the wedding, but now I have very serious things to do, I will tell you next time." Olos hung up hastily, otherwise Sherlock might have a bad tongue.

When Olos went back, it was finally time for the Q&A of this lecture.

Just as Olos expected, the public still cares most about Mycroft's private life.

"How do you feel about getting married?"

"Ours is a very serious study lecture. This question has nothing to do with the topic of our lecture today, so I can't answer it."

"What do you think of hackers?"

"Hackers are artists. You know that artists have weird tempers. When they are in a bad mood in the morning, they invade other people's networks. For example, some countries may be dissatisfied with the United Kingdom, so the world's hackers seek justice on the Internet..."

Later, the microphone was handed to an old-fashioned lady. Everyone thought she would say something theoretical, but what they didn't expect was that the lady said like crazy: "Mycroft Holmes, I love you." , I love you, you are the wind, I am sand, you are Romeo, I am Juliet..."

In the end, I had to be invited out by the guards, singing "My Heart Will Go On" at the same time, presumably I was going to be invited to the FBI for tea.

Oulos curled her lips, but she didn't expect that the microphone was handed to her, so what did she say?Is there something she doesn't know?

She coughed, everyone was looking at her, Oulos held the microphone tightly: "Uh..."

What did you say?She looked at Mycroft in embarrassment, obviously he didn't intend to rescue her.

"Are you free tonight?" Nima!Public dating! !Send away a female nerve, and another one will come.

Isn't she the one who played the ringtones just now?

I'm sure it's not here to mess things up.

Mycroft was stunned for a moment, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Most of the people looked at this beautiful girl with a little gloating. educational lectures."

Several guards approached Olos, obviously intending to take her out. Mycroft changed the subject: "How about the flame steak?"

The security guards are messing around in the wind... My lord, is it really okay for you to be like this?fall!

The lecture came to an end, and Mycroft came down directly from the podium, walked up to Olos in front of everyone, and said, "Although it is said that I will get married the day after tomorrow, but...." He took out a ring and half-kneeled on the ground: "My dear Olos, will you marry me?"

The people around kept gasping, and even the boy sitting next to Oulos felt inexplicably horrified. Oulos stared blankly at the gleaming ring, and said dryly: "I thought you were going to jump This step is over."

She covered her mouth, hiding her agitation: "I can't ask for more."

Then he watched the gleaming ring put on his finger, and couldn't help but give Mycroft a bear hug.

McCoff's high-profile act of showing affection has successfully abused a lot of single dogs on the Internet.

A: "This is true love!"

B: "Who knows if these politicians are trying to win the attention of the people."

C: "Brothers, drag out those who deceive the crowd upstairs and beat them to death with sticks."

Ding: "+1."

Since noon the day before yesterday, Sherlock began to lose his appetite. He didn't eat lunch or dinner. He took out the violin, tuned it, and started playing music. Did he look out the window?

In the evening, at 221:[-], Bai Qi heard the sound of Sherlock's violin when he got home, and subconsciously glanced at [-]b. Sherlock hid himself and pretended not to see her.

Bai Qi scratched her head, not intending to say hello at all, she felt very embarrassed.

Sherlock saw Bai Qi take out the key, entered the door, took a deep breath, stared fixedly at the street, and started practicing the piano again.

Sherlock may not have realized the consciousness of his own people at all, so it was delayed until the next morning, Bai Qi stayed up all night, if it was normal, she would definitely rush to 221B to complain to him.

Sleepless all night, she pulls out her phone to send a text message to a certain politician.

"Can you send me back to China?" - Bai Qi

At this time, Mycroft was reviewing manuscripts, trying his best to arrange a lot of work, and then give Olos a safe honeymoon, so when he heard the text message, his first reaction was impatience.

But when he saw this text message, he was overjoyed and wished he could immediately pack Bai Qi and send it to China, but when he thought of the wedding between Olos and himself, Mycroft frowned.

"After the wedding is over, I'll arrange a plane for you." - Mycroft Holmes

Sherlock felt that his head was exploding. In order to divert the pain, he took out several cases. When Mrs. Hudson went upstairs to deliver breakfast to Sherlock, she found that the child was dizzy and his cheeks were dizzy. flushed.

"Oh, Sherlock, hurry up, I'll take you to the hospital."

But Sherlock didn't like this, he nestled on the sofa and had no intention of moving.

"You must have caught a cold, my child." He was about to call an ambulance, but Sherlock immediately pushed him away.

"I just need the case, Mrs. Hudson."

"You have a fever."

It may be that Sherlock himself felt that he was going to be unable to hold on anymore, so he collapsed on the sofa and said sullenly, "Please find me some medicine."

Probably because he was in a bad mood because he was sick, Sherlock spoke a little aggressively, he took a deep breath, but still felt dizzy.

Mrs. Hudson took his temperature. It was 38 degrees.

Before going to bed, he took antipyretics.

Although I lay in bed early in the morning, I still couldn't fall asleep.The high heat made his body like a small furnace, and the surface of the skin exuded vigorous heat, which felt like a small universe was burning infinitely.His head was very heavy, as if it was firmly bound by a magic spell, it was stuffy and painful.On a hot day, he even covered him with a quilt. Although it was extremely hot, he never sweated.He got up, twisted a wet towel himself, and covered his forehead to cool down.

"damn it."

The cool touch on his forehead made him feel a little better. He looked at the empty hall, and even he himself didn't know why he had to rest in the hall.

Mrs. Hudson stayed with him all the time, saying that she wanted Bai Qi to take care of him, but Sherlock moved his lips, but still didn't say anything.

But Mrs. Hudson didn't find Bai Qi, she went out early in the morning.

After sleeping for a while, Mrs. Hudson went to cook porridge for him.

He was so uncomfortable, his whole body was limp and weak, his head was dizzy and painful, his throat and eyes were dry and painful.

Sherlock coughed heavily, touched the thermometer from the bedside, and took his temperature. It was 39 degrees and his reason told him that if he didn't want to burn into a fool, he had to go to the hospital.

He took the mobile phone and wanted to call Bai Qi, but when he saw the words "unknown animal below the IQ line" on the mobile phone, he hung up the phone suddenly before waiting for the call to connect.

Putting on his clothes sparsely, he sent a text message to Watson.

"Come quickly if you have nothing to do." - Sherlock Holmes

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