My Sister is a Big Star

The Four Young Masters in the capital, the Four Great Beauties, the Ancient Martial Arts School, and the Ten Great Families are of course Qin Ze and Wang Zijin's jokes. China is a party world, not a family world, and there are no powerful families. Back then, the Taizu was homesick for the world, but the party killed his momentum.

Oops, that seems like too much to say.

In short, the "circulation" of power is an unspoken rule of our party. Anyone who is homesick for the world is unlikely to succeed.

There is an old saying: Wealth does not last for three generations. In the same way, there are only three generations of power (refer to Taizu and Grandpa Deng).

The term "no more than three generations" here refers to gradually weakening, not losing all power after three generations.

It was already 5:30 when Qin Ze and Wang Zijin walked out of the SH Center Building. Wang Zijin was unwell and didn't have the energy to ride a bicycle home. Qin Ze led her to take the bus. After going around for an hour and a half, I finally went home.

In the evening, Qin Ze checked online, what kind of diet women should pay attention to during menstruation, and then cooked a light meal. Of course, Qin Baobao's main course "Chicken Stewed Mushrooms" was a must.

At the dinner table, Qin Baobao's chopsticks flew like flying, his cheeks bulged, it was so delicious.

Qin Ze criticized: "Sister, don't look so ugly."

Qin Baobao tilted his head and made faces at him, asking what to eat and what to eat.

After the meal, Wang Zijin went to the bathroom to wipe himself. He couldn't shower, take a bath, or wash his hair. Women were really troublesome.

Qin Baobao sat on the chair with his knees in his arms, picked up the leftovers with his chopsticks, and said, "It's so sweet, I know that your paper towel sister came to the aunt, and the dishes on the table have worked hard."

The tone was teasing, but her charming white face was indifferent, and her beautiful and lively Danfeng eyes were also indifferent.

Qin Ze just laughed, "I can't continue to indulge in big fish and big meat."

"Zijin said, did you go to the SH Center Building today?"

"Um."

"Is it fun?"

"It's okay, the mountains are small at a glance, and the scenery is good."

Qin Baobao said sourly: "This is fate, we have been there twice but failed."

Qin Ze said perfunctorily, "Let's go next time too."

Keep your head down, watch today's market index on your mobile phone, and study today's daily limit sector.

After a long silence, Qin Baobao suddenly said: "Do you want to chase after Wang Zijin?"

"I don't think so for the time being," Qin Zexin said, don't you know that your best friend is a lady official from the capital?

Added: "But I like you as a girlfriend."

Qin Ze and his sister have always talked about everything, and they don't hide their thoughts.

Qin Baobao let out an oh, and said dully: "Would you like me to help you?"

Qin Ze raised his head and glanced at her: "Let's go with the flow, some other day you can summarize Miss Zijin's hobbies, habits, etc., and send me a strategy."

In Qin Ze's heart, isn't it normal for his sister to help him chase his girlfriend? A girlfriend has a younger brother?

Qin Baobao didn't answer, and looked at Qin Ze quietly. He lowered his head, playing with his mobile phone, with sharp brows and a handsome face. She felt melancholy for no reason, she always had a sense of crisis that her son, ah no, his younger brother, was about to be snatched away by another woman.

Qin Ze looked up in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Qin Baobao came back to his senses, and subconsciously said viciously: "Your sister Zijin is a literary and artistic young woman, so she definitely doesn't like you. Although I said I would help you, you'd better not do such hopeless things. .”

Qin Ze was taken aback, rubbed his chin and murmured, "Young literary girl..."

I was in a daze, not knowing what I was thinking.

Qin Baobao felt a soreness welling up in his heart. He would definitely fight back with a vicious mouth before, but now his mind and attention are all on Wang Zijin. He also said "don't think about it for the time being" and "let nature take its course".

Nonsense.

July 13th is the day when "I Am a Singer" started broadcasting. As one of the hottest variety shows at present, it has a large number of fans.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Ze and Wang Zijin came back from a walk, turned on their laptops to surf the Internet, and several information software continuously pushed the news of "I Am a Singer". PR has done enough foreplay. Netizens' comments are also very lively:

"Ah, ah, the broadcast has started."

"I'm looking forward to it, I'm looking forward to it."

"Waiting for a full year."

"The singers in the last issue were all very capable. Although they were not well-known or outdated, their singing skills were very good, and their song arrangements were also very good."

"I don't know which singers will be invited to participate in this episode."

"As long as the songs appear in "I Am a Singer", they can basically rank in the top ten of the music charts. I haven't had a favorite song for a long time. I look forward to it."

"An auditory feast, at 9:30 tonight, we'll be there on Dragon TV."

"Play a few games first, and then watch the show. It's funny to do it manually."

"It's a rubbish show. Apart from adapting it or adapting it, it doesn't have its own original? It's rubbish. There are still so many people chasing after it. The most speechless, the guests are either old-fashioned or third- or fourth-rate. Can you invite a beautiful woman?"

Reply below: "The landlord is evil, goodbye, the landlord."

"If you don't like it, you can leave, no one is forcing you to watch it."

"There are trolls like you in China, and the quality of talents is generally low."

"Looking for scolding, right?"

"MDZZ."

"You need a 250 intelligence card."

"It's true that there are no beauties. After all, not all beauties can sing. But, do you think it's so easy to create original songs? Classic songs come as soon as they are said? Adaptation is not easy."

"I'm relieved to see so many people scolding you."

"Who says there are no beautiful women, the host Yin Jia is not beautiful?"

"People like the landlord deserve scolding."

"I don't know if I should say mmp or not."

Qin Ze looked away from the screen, and asked Wang Zijin, "Baby Qin finished recording a few days ago, and she didn't tell us the truth. Has she been banned?"

Wang Zijin has been chasing dramas all day long, and he raised his head reluctantly, and said with a smile: "You don't know what kind of temper the baby has? If she is banned, she will definitely take it out on us."

Qin Ze laughed: "That's right."

At 7:30 in the evening, Qin Baobao came home from get off work, kicked off his high heels, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up, turn on the TV."

Wang Zijin said angrily, "Put on your slippers first."

Said, got up and turned on the TV.

"Hey, baby, why can't the TV be turned on." Wang Zijin pressed the remote control for a long time, and the LCD screen was blue with no picture.

Qin Baobao stepped on the slippers, came over, fiddled with the TV for a long time, pulled out the plug, and restarted the annunciator, but the TV was dead, insisting on blue screen.

"What, it was fine a few days ago, but it's unreliable at critical moments, just like Qin Ze." Qin Baobao was angry, his brows were raised upright.

Qin Ze was sitting on the sofa learning about stock trading. Hearing this, he protested, "Hey, hey, let me take the blame for the TV too? It's too much."

"Then you come and fix the TV." Qin Baobao raised his pointed chin.

"I didn't study mechanical and electrical maintenance." Qin Ze said that he was powerless. With the system, he is undoubtedly an all-rounder, and a skill book can handle things. But he won't exchange skill books for the reason of "fixing the TV set for his sister". The task is not easy, and the points are even more difficult, and he can do it and cherish it.

"Then what I said is wrong, is it wrong?" Qin Baobao walked over aggressively, pinching Qin Ze's arm angrily.

The siblings fought fiercely on the sofa, and the result was as expected. Qin Ze won a complete victory, twisted his sister's wrists, and pressed her on the sofa. My sister flopped like a fish, but in vain.

"Qin Ze, let go, I forgive you." Qin Baobao shouted.

"Bah, I don't forgive you."

"Zijin, come and save me."

Wang Zijin was watching the fun, giggling and waving his hands repeatedly: "I don't care about your family affairs."

"If you don't save me, you will reveal all your secrets." Qin Baobao threatened.

"I have no secrets."

"are you sure."

Wang Zijin thought about it carefully, looked at Qin Ze with a smile on his face, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you spare your sister's life?"

"Okay." Qin Ze let go of his sister's hand very much to save face.

Qin Baobao rubbed his wrists, glared at him fiercely, then looked at Wang Zijin, and sat in the corner of the sofa lonely, with a sad look of nothing to love, pretending to complain: "Father and mother are not as good as daughter-in-law. Good brother, good sister, not as good as daughter-in-law."

Qin Ze muttered, "Crazy."

Wang Zijin pursed his lips and smiled.

The TV went on strike, and they could only wait for the online version at twelve o'clock. Although it was more than two hours late, don't underestimate the clicks on the Internet. Who still watches TV these days?

Qin Ze is in good spirits, staying up all night is no problem. Qin Baobao, who lives a regular life, is drowsy. At first, he hugs the pillow and squints his eyes, and then his head keeps tilting, tilting, and tilting to Qin Ze's shoulder.

Wang Zijin was in a similar situation, she also wanted to sleep very much, but she couldn't go back to sleep yawning because of the "first show" of her best friend's acting career. He was also suffering on the sidelines, and almost leaned his head on Qin Ze's body several times, forcibly reining in the precipice. She is not Qin Baobao, Qin Baobao can kiss Qin Ze openly.

She can't do it.

Qin Ze put his arms around his sister's small waist, sniffed the faint fragrance of her body, and waited quietly for the passage of time.

At twelve o'clock, the online version starts.

Wang Zijin was shocked and sat upright.

Qin Baobao was woken up by his younger brother, his eyes were red, and the rippling pupils reflected the light of the computer screen.

"It's starting, it's starting." She said happily.