My Sister is a Big Star

  The four young masters, the four beauties, the ancient martial arts, and the ten big families. Of course, Qin Ze and Wang Zijian were playing around. China is the world of the party, not the world, and there is no such arrogant family.

   In short, the "circulation" of power is an unspoken rule of our party. Anyone who is homesick cannot succeed.

  There is an old saying: Rich is only three generations. In the same way, power is no more than three generations.

  There are only three generations here, which refers to declining, rather than losing all power after three generations.

  Qin Ze and Wang Zijin walked out of the SH Center Building. It was already half past five. Wang Zijin was unwell and did not have enough energy to ride a bicycle home. Qin Ze led her on the bus. After going around for an hour and a half, I finally went home.

  At night, Qin Ze checked on the Internet, which diet women need to pay attention to during menstruation, and then cooked a lighter meal. Of course, Qin Baobao’s main course "Chicken Stew with Mushrooms" cannot be omitted.

  At the dinner table, Baby Qin puts his chopsticks down like flying, cheeks bulging, and it's so delicious.

  Qin Ze criticized: “Sister, don’t eat so ugly.”

  Baby Qin tilted his head, making faces at him, how to eat, or how to eat.

  After the meal, the prince went into the bathroom to wipe his body. He couldn't take a shower, bath, or wash his hair. The woman was really troublesome.

  Baby Qin was sitting on a chair with his knees, holding his chopsticks to pick up the leftovers, and tweeted: “It’s so sweet, knowing that your sister-in-law came to Auntie, this table food was a hard work.”

  The tone is ridicule, but her charming white face, faint expression, beautiful and smart Danfeng eyes are also faint.

  Qin Ze smiled, "I can't continue to fish."

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

"Ok."

"Is it fun?"

   "It's okay, with a view of the mountains and small mountains, and the scenery is good."

  Baby Qin said sourly: "This is fate, we have not been there twice."

  Qin Ze perfunctorily said: "We will go next time."

   Lower your head, look at today’s market index on your mobile phone, and study today’s daily limit.

There was a long silence, and Baby Qin suddenly said, "Are you trying to chase Wang Zijin?"

   "I don't want to," Qin Zexin said, don't you know that your girlfriend is an official lady from Beijing?

   added: "But I really like you, a girlfriend."

  Qin Ze and her sister have always talked about everything, and they didn't conceal their thoughts.

  Baby Qin said, "Do you want sister to help you?"

  Qin Ze raised his head and glanced at her: "Let's go with the flow, another day you will summarize the hobbies, habits, etc. of Sister Zijin, and send me a guide."

  In Qin Ze's heart, it is not normal for her sister to help herself chase her girlfriend. Isn't it normal for a girlfriend to have a younger brother?

  Baby Qin did not answer, but looked at Qin Ze quietly. He lowered his head, playing with his mobile phone, with sharp eyebrows and a handsome face. She became melancholy for no reason. There was always a son who had finally raised her, ah no, a younger brother, and she felt a sense of crisis of being taken away by other women.

  Qin Ze raised his head in surprise, "What's the matter?"

Baby Qin came back to his senses, and subconsciously snarled: "Your sister Zijin is a young literary girl, and I definitely look down on you. Although I said I want to help you, you should not do anything you can expect. ."

  Qin Ze was taken aback, touched his chin and muttered, "A young literary girl..."

   was in a daze, not knowing what was thinking.

  Baby Qin only felt a sourness rushing to his heart. He would definitely fight back with a bitter mouth before, but now his mind and attention are all on Wang Zijin. He also said "I don't want to temporarily" and "Let's go with the flow."

  Glittering nonsense.

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

  At one o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Ze and Wang Zijin came back from food, opened their laptops and surfed the Internet, and several information software continuously pushed the news of "I Am a Singer". Public relations have done enough foreplay. Netizens' comments are also very lively:

   "Ah, ah, it's on."

  "Good looking forward, good looking forward."

   "Waited for a full year."

  "The singers in the previous issue were very capable. Although they were not well-known or outdated, they were very good at singing and the song adaptations were also very good."

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

   "As long as it is a song that appears in "I Am a Singer", it can basically be in the top ten of the music chart. I haven't had a favorite song for a long time, and I look forward to it."

   "A feast of hearing, Dragon TV will be there at half past nine tonight."

  "Play a few discs first, and watch the show after finishing. Manually funny."

   "TM is a junk show, apart from adaptation or adaptation, it doesn’t have its own original creation? It’s really rubbish. There are so many people who are chasing after it, the most speechless, the guests are either outdated, or inferior. Can you please invite a beautiful beauty?"

  The following reply: "Original master, goodbye, original poster."

   "If you don't like it, you can roll, no one will force you to watch."

  "China only has such a spray as you, so that the quality is generally low."

   "Look for scolding, right?"

   "MDZZ."

  "You need a 250 intelligence card."

   "No beauty is true, after all, not all beauties can sing. But, do you think it is so easy to be original? Classic songs come just after the word? Adaptation is not easy anymore."

   "Seeing so many people scolding you, I feel relieved."

  "Who said that there are no beautiful women, and the host Yin Jia is not beautiful?"

   "People like the original poster are just cursing."

   "I have a sentence of mmp that I don't know if it is inappropriate."

  Qin Ze looked away from the screen and asked Wang Zijin: "Baby Qin finished the recording a few days ago, and I don’t want to tell us anything about it. Has she been brushed down?"

  Prince Jin has known about chasing drama all day long. He raised his head reluctantly and said amusedly: "What is the baby's temper, you don't know? If she is brushed off, she will definitely vent her anger with both of us."

  Qin Ze laughed and said, "Yes too."

  At 7:30 in the evening, Baby Qin went home from get off work, kicked off his high heels, and said hurriedly: "Quick, turn on the TV."

  The prince said: "You put on your slippers first."

  Speaking, got up and turned on the TV.

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

  Baby Qin stepped on slippers, came over with a crackle, fiddled in front of the TV for a long time, unplugged, and restarted the annunciator, but the TV was very dead and insisted on a blue screen.

   "What? It was okay a few days ago. I can't rely on it at the critical moment. I have a virtue with Qin Ze." Qin Baobao was angry, and Liu eyebrows were erected.

  Qin Ze was sitting on the sofa learning the knowledge of stock trading. Hearing the words, he protested: "Hey, hey, the TV pot is also thrown on my back? It's too much."

  "Then you will fix the TV." Baby Qin raised her pointed chin.

   "I'm not a student of mechanical and electrical maintenance." Qin Ze said that he could do nothing. He who possesses the system is undoubtedly an all-rounder and a skill book. But he wouldn't exchange skill books for the reason of "fixing the TV for my sister". The task is not easy, and the points are even more difficult. Do it and cherish it.

  "Then what I said is wrong, is it wrong." Baby Qin walked over aggressively, and pinched Qin Ze's arm with anger.

  The two sisters and brothers fought fiercely on the sofa, and it was no accident that Qin Ze won a big victory, twisting her sister's arms and pressing her on the sofa. My sister flopped like a fish, but in vain.

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

  "Bah, I don’t forgive you."

  "Zijing, come and save me."

  Prince Yan watched the excitement, giggled, waved his hands again and again: "I don't care about your housework."

  "If you don't save me, you will shake out all your secrets." Baby Qin threatened.

   "I have no secrets."

"are you sure."

  The prince Jinzai thought carefully, Yingying Qiubo looked at Qin Ze and whispered: "Or, spare your sister a little life?"

   "Okay." Qin Ze showed face and let go of his sister's hand.

Baby Qin rubbed his wrist, gave him a fierce look, then looked at Wang Zijin, and sat down on the corner of the sofa lonely, pretending to be unreliable, pretending to be a grudge: "Daddy, mother and daughter are not as good as daughter-in-law. Brother is good and sister is good, not as good as daughter-in-law."

  Qin Ze muttered: "Neuropathy."

  The prince pursed his lips and smiled.

  The TV is on strike. They can only wait for the online version at 12 o’clock. Although it is more than two hours late, don’t underestimate Internet clicks. Who still watches TV these days?

  Qin Ze is in good spirits, staying up all night and staying up all night is not a problem. Baby Qin, who has a regular life and rest, is drowsy. At first he hugged the pillow and squinted.

  In the same situation as Wang Ziyan, she also wants to sleep a lot, but she can’t go back to the house and sleep with a yawn in the "first show" of a good girlfriend's acting career. He was also simmering on the side, almost leaning his head on Qin Ze several times, forcibly reining in the cliff. She is not Bao Bao Qin, Bao Bao Qin can kiss Qin Ze grandly.

  She can’t do it.

  Qin Ze held her sister's waistline, sniffed the faint fragrance of her body, quietly waiting for the time to pass.

  At twelve o'clock, the online version starts.

  The prince's spirit was shocked, and he sat in a precarious position.

  Baby Qin was awakened by his younger brother, his eyes were red, and his rippling eyes reflected the light of the computer screen.

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