My Sister is a Big Star

"Professor Qin, I have a different opinion."

As soon as the words came out, there was such a moment of silence in the classroom.

Everyone turned their eyes to Qin Ze, Zhang Mingyu frowned and looked sideways.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the song he listened to last night suddenly echoed in Qin Ze's mind. The song came from the credits mall. There is a line like this: "The crowd becomes quieter

becoming more and more indifferent

I want to stir up an accident

Like suddenly singing..."

In everyone's eyes, is he that grandstanding clown?

Qin Ze smiled slightly, shook off Zhao Baliang who was holding him tightly with a changed face, and walked towards the podium calmly. Walking to the big blackboard composed of four small blackboards, he erased all the old man's handwriting, picked up a piece of chalk, and while everyone, including the old man, was stunned, he wrote vigorously. The handwriting is scribbled, but smooth. He wrote in Chinese, and someone with good intentions followed him and read: "During the hundreds of years when the gold standard ruled the economy, the financial resources of all countries were flat and even. , For many restless people, it is undoubtedly a desperate and difficult time...The advent of the era of credit paper money has given more people the opportunity to change their lives, and has also created the possibility of unlimited growth of world wealth. Human life will be completely changed, and life will be full of opportunities... But," Qin Ze paused when he wrote this, turned his head and glanced at Zhang Mingyu, with disdainful contempt on the corner of his mouth, and continued to write: "Deflation and inflation are like a woman's menstruation, which greets the lives of human beings all over the world from time to time. You may get rich overnight, but you may also lose your wealth overnight. You can buy a car yesterday, but you can only buy a piece of bread today. If God is busy Open your eyes and take a look at the world, you will definitely admire the government of the United States, no, it is the wisdom of the governments of the world!"

Qin Ze turned around and said sonorously to more than two hundred students: "This excerpt is the author's blatant satire on the US government and governments around the world. He is mocking credit notes as the most ridiculous in the history of human currency. The most shameless lie. Of course, just like Chinese is profound and profound, a real sister and a real sister are not the same thing, and falling in love with a sister is not the same thing as liking a sister. If you don’t have a deep understanding of Russian, you really can’t see the irony in the author’s connotation meaning."

Zhang Mingyu's face darkened instantly.

A real sister and a real sister are not the same thing...

The corner of Professor Qin's mouth twitched.

At this time, the bell rang for the end of class. Qin Ze didn't dare to look at his father's face. With a flick of his finger, he put the chalk into the chalk box as if lucky. He clapped his hands and said lightly: "I will write the translation of the excerpt. Students just copy it, don’t thank me, please call me Lei Feng.”

Knowing how to read Russian and being able to translate Russian are two completely different meanings.

In the silence of the room, he walked out of the classroom with the bell ringing.

pretty!

I give myself full marks for this forced pretending!

A chivalrous man who kills a man in ten steps and never stays a thousand miles away seems chic, but he is actually afraid of being retaliated by others or officers and soldiers will rush to arrest him. After Qin Ze walked out of the classroom unhurriedly, he immediately quickened his pace. At the same time, the voice of the system sounded in his mind without any ups and downs: "The main task is to show the saint in front of others, complete! Reward the host with 200 points."

Qin Ze lowered his head, and clicked on the mission interface naturally. This mission was not like Qin Baobao's. After the mission was completed, the mission prompt disappeared, and it was still there: "Main mission: Manifestation before others (1/15)"

"This shit is a serial mission!?" Qin Ze understood.

"According to the host's inner desire, he desires to be a blockbuster in front of people, to attract the attention of the crowd, to be cheered by girls, and to be shocked by the same sex. Therefore, this task is a serial task."

"That's over. This kind of inner desire is endless, and I can't finish it in my life."

The system is not responding.

"Qin Ze!" A voice called from behind.

The three guys in dormitory 303 rushed out of the classroom to catch up, and Qin Ze stood still.

Li Liang said: "God, please accept my knee."

Liu Ziqiang: "How do you know Russian? We don't even know."

Qin Ze has nothing good in this life, except that he is good at talking and talking nonsense, and his face does not change: "It's not like you don't know who my father is."

The three guys suddenly realized that not many people in the class knew about the father-son relationship between Professor Qin and Qin Ze, but Qin Ze didn't hide it from his roommates. These days, if you just go to the student union to catch a student, it may be a relationship with a certain leader and a certain teacher in the school.

Professor Qin is a strange man who is proficient in Russian, English and Japanese, and his son can explain it well if he knows a little Russian.

Zhao Baliang patted Qin Ze's shoulder with his big palm, almost knocking him to the ground: "If you don't support the wall, I will obey you."

Li Liang beamed brightly: "You didn't look at Zhang Mingyu's face, you looked at you as if you were killing your father and enemy."

"This slap in the face really hurts, especially the sentence: "I don't have a deep understanding of Russian..." I figured it out. Only dogs that don't bark bite people." Liu Ziqiang said quietly.

The four of them got out of the teaching building and were about to go to the cafeteria together when Qin Ze's cell phone rang, took out a look, and texted: "Wait for me on the second floor of the cafeteria."

Note name: "Old Man"

Qin Ze put his mobile phone back into his pocket without moving his expression, walked to the door of the cafeteria, and waved to his roommate: "My dad invited me to dinner, you go by yourself, meet at the door of the cafeteria later, and have a blackout together."

The second floor is the teacher's cafeteria, and the flow of people is obviously much less than that on the first floor, so it won't be too cold or bustling. The environment is not bad, and more importantly, the food is not a class. The old man is a rather old-fashioned and serious person, and he doesn't bring his son to improve the food every three days. He doesn't do anything special. In the past, it was Qin Ze's face to follow him.

Qin Ze picked a seat by the window and waited silently.

Ten minutes later, the handsome old man walked up the second floor slowly, glanced around, walked to the dining window, and greeted the teachers he knew with a smile along the way.

After a while, he sat across from Qin Ze with a meal, two meat, two vegetables, one soup, two bowls of rice, the portions were very generous, and the appearance was more exquisite than the big pot of student meals.

The old man didn't have any rules when eating, and he didn't pay attention to eating or sleeping, he just chewed slowly, so he looked extraordinarily elegant. But the elder brother's merits, the siblings did not inherit one bit. Usually, he and Qin Baobao would lie on the sofa with their rice bowls in their hands, watching TV while eating, and occasionally grabbing food to eat. If this were at home, the old man would turn the table over.

"When did you know Russian?" The old man held the meal, ate a piece of chopsticks, chewed carefully, as if asking casually.

coming!

Qin Ze lowered his head to pick up the rice, his brain was spinning sharply, and he thought of a good word in the next second: "I have been studying for more than half a year, and I usually go to the foreign language department to listen to the lectures when I have free time. When I am not in class, I watch videos at home and learn pronunciation. It’s actually quite interesting, I like Russian better than English. I think that after I graduate, I’ll just have a bachelor’s degree and nothing fancy, so I’ll pave the way for myself early, so I won’t be overwhelmed by my skills.”

In fact, he wanted to say, one hundred points can be redeemed in seconds!

The content of this task is: "Translate this paragraph of Russian, and suppress Zhang Mingyu's arrogance, to achieve the effect of shocking everyone!"

Without quest props, he can only spend points to exchange for "Russian proficiency". Fortunately, I had a deep understanding of the points mall before, and soon found the language department, and chose to exchange for intermediate Russian proficiency. The task rewarded two hundred points, and after deducting the exchanged points, he only earned one hundred points.

"It's a good thing that you have this understanding...how did you say it?" The old man was relieved at first, but suddenly realized that something was wrong with his son's words. He was a professor at the school that issued broken diplomas.

Qin Ze pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"Is your sister okay recently?"

"It's okay. I go to get off work on time every day. After dinner, I watch TV and play computer games. I definitely go to bed before eleven o'clock. On weekends, we will go out for a stroll, drink coffee, and occasionally eat hot pot." Qin Ze added in his heart: "Then it is to play games to score points."

Qin Ze needs to report his sister's situation to the old man from time to time. Although his sister is excellent in IQ, she is too heartless in life. She can't reassure her parents when she is twenty-five. But Qin Ze is different. Undoubtedly a loser, but he has been a good boy since he was a child, stable and mature, and his parents are very relieved.

"You haven't been home for a month. Your mother misses you very much. Come back for dinner on the weekend." The old man nodded, indicating that he knew.

"Mom won't arrange a blind date for her again." Qin Ze tentatively asked.

My mother is very anxious about Qin Baobao's marriage, especially the neighbors who have adopted their grandsons to marry their daughters for decades, but Qin Baobao has never even brought home a boyfriend. If her daughter doesn't live up to her expectations, being a mother has no choice but to put her heart into finding a rich husband-in-law for her daughter. For this reason, she even bought a DSLR to take pictures of Qin Baobao, and arrange a blind date every now and then. Qin Baobao never tires of going home, and the number of times he goes home is less and less. The last time he went home was last month.

Qin Zexin said, Mom, if you put your thoughts on me, your son might be born.

"It's time for her to talk." The old man said.

"Don't worry, I don't have a girlfriend yet." Qin Ze said sourly.

"She is twenty-five, can you be in a hurry? Can you be the same as her? A man stands at thirty, and it is not too late to start a family. But how many years do women have youth? Once a woman passes thirty, the world will go downhill, and the moment will stop. Can't help it, if you want to marry a good family at that time, who will still look at you?"

It's like she's thirty-five, but she's only twenty-five, okay? Qin Ze pouted, disapproving.

"Does she have a boyfriend?"

Qin Ze thought about it, and felt that she should have it. I saw her wearing sexy underwear yesterday...but I didn't dare to say this, for fear that the old man would slap him to death.