My Sister is a Big Star

   Two kilometers of running and stopping, Qin Ze is tired. Although he doesn't like sports on weekdays, jogging for two miles is not difficult. It is conceivable that the system is really hollowed out by the system during the day.

  The park is very quiet, lush lawns, neatly constructed shrubs, carefully cultivated flowers, and silent big trees, and the street lights sprinkle an orange halo.

  Qin Ze sat on the park bench panting, sweat dripping down his cheeks. The lungs are like an old blower: "huhuhu..."

  After a few minutes of rest, he got up and jogged in the park, occasionally there were vehicles passing by the road. Exercise has never been Qin Ze's strong point. He has a bad intestines and stomach since childhood, and he must vomit after strenuous exercise. Therefore, apart from physical education, he basically does not exercise. When he was in school, he watched the boys on the basketball court. Outside the court was the girls calling for cheer. He was actually very envious in his heart. However, with his body and skills, he was not qualified to be on the basketball court. Those who show their faces on the basketball court can only serve as the background and passersby. So I can only sit on the lawn from a distance, looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle from the roots of grass, expressing that I don't like basketball or disdain the cheers of the girls.

  He jogs for ten minutes, then walks for five minutes, and keeps doing this for an hour. The jacket was still on the bench by him, and the T-shirt was soaked with sweat.

   "System, system...I think I need to rescue it." Qin Ze slumped on the lawn, retching.

   "Sorry for the host, the system does not have medical functions, but you can exchange Chinese or Western medicine skills from the system."

  "Can you exchange medical skills?"

"Can!"

   "Forget it, without a medical license, I will be arrested by the police uncle."

   "The host is really Elm's head. It took you to read so many novels, but you didn't have a little understanding?"

"You mean the grandpa who came across a sudden illness in the park, or ran into a little loli who was hit by a car on the road, or...please, you know it's a novel, you changed It's a patient. Would you let a layman treat yourself? What if you die? It's not logical at all."

  "According to the data, many old Chinese doctors and wild doctors do not have a medical license. This kind of thing depends on the host's own efforts."

   "I want to save the points now to deal with your next mission." Qin Ze recuperated while competing with the system.

  At half past five, the sky is blue, the night fades, and dawn is about to dawn.

  Qin Ze finally slowed down, stood still on the lawn of the park, accepted it lightly, and opened his posture. Hugging the dantian with both hands, pressing down with the left hand and raising the right hand. After the distance between the hands reaches the extreme, they slowly close together, and then draw a big circle with the dantian as the heart, and at the same time, bend the knees slightly.

  His breathing became faster and slower, matching his body movements, spitting out the old and the new.

  Qin Ze closed his eyes, emptied his brain, did not think about anything, and repeatedly hit the twelve-danjin by instinct. I don't know how long it took, a warm current rose in the dantian, rushing to the limbs, and the whole body was comfortable. He was immersed in this state until the sound of emotional excitement sounded into Qin Ze's mind like a **** axe splitting chaos. He was awakened from a strange state, the sky was already bright, and there were more vehicles outside the park. In a small square not far away, a group of aunts in practice clothes stepped on light steps to left and right... the leading aunt He also held a coquettish fan in his hand.

The recorder next to    plays the most popular dynamic folk songs.

  Qin Ze took out his mobile phone and took a look. It was half past seven, and he had practiced for two hours without knowing it.

  He picked up the jacket on the lawn, threw it on his shoulder, and trot towards the community.

  When passing by the breakfast shop, I bought two bowls of soy milk, two drawers of steamed buns, and four fried dough sticks.

   Pulled the key to open the door, Baby Qin’s room was open, and there was a rushing sound from the bathroom. It should be her sister who was taking a bath. Qin Ze put breakfast on the table, grunting with hunger. Fortunately, his toothbrushes and towels were all in the room, otherwise everyone would starve to death when Baby Qin finished the bath.

  Qin Ze was eating breakfast while looking through the points mall. The storage inside was massive, covering all walks of life and skills. This is simply Baoshan. Qin Ze felt that he had to use the contents as quickly as possible, otherwise he would not be blinded when encountering a task.

  At this time, Baby Qin came out of the bath, wearing a bathrobe, with bangs posted on his forehead, and his face was pale and red.

  Qin Ze thinks that her sister will be more beautiful with her bangs on her head, but Qin Baobao feels that she is more beautiful with her bangs.

  Baby Qin opened the chair, before sitting down, he stretched out his hand to pinch a bun and stuffed it into his mouth. Puffed his cheeks and said, "Where did you go this morning?"

  "Going to run and exercise." Qin Ze closed the system interface calmly.

   "Just you still running?"

  Baby Qin heard this and covered her mouth with one hand, with an exaggerated expression, expressing her disdain with a "hehehe" laugh.

  "Don't laugh, at most half a year, brother is a strange man with eight pack abs." Qin Ze hummed.

  "Don't talk about half a year, if you can last for a week, I will cook next month." Qin Baobao curled his lips.

  "Then I will admit defeat now." Qin Ze immediately fought back.

  Baby Qin has lived for twenty-five years, and he doesn’t know whether to put oil or vegetables first when cooking, rice or water first when cooking.

  The angry sister hit Qin Ze once.

  After Qin Ze finished his breakfast, he suddenly remembered something, "Right, give me some more money."

  Baby Qin frowned, Dan Feng's eyes widened enough to make 90% of the women ashamed: "Didn't you give you 500 living expenses last week. Did you really look for a girlfriend?"

  "Don’t look at me like that. I bought the cake for your birthday. Damn, it cost me three hundred oceans. Your group of girlfriends are prodigal maidens. They didn’t eat a bite and used them to wipe their faces."

Baby Qin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He stepped on slippers and ran back to the room, took out his handbag, and drew out five hundred soft sister coins and put them on the table: "Save some flowers. I just quit my job. The new job is only three thousand. For the basic salary, we have to tighten our belts and live our lives, but we can’t ask our parents to get them, otherwise we will have to be nagged by the old man again."

  "Didn't you sign a contract to become a star? The star's salary is three thousand?" Qin Ze said with an expression of "I'm less studying, don't lie to me".

Baby Qin rolls his eyes: "Isn't it that I haven't debuted yet. The entertainment companies have signed more artists every year, and there are not many who can become famous. They are all sullen and unreliable. And celebrities don't care about the basic salary. I still pay. There is a three-month training period. After the training, you can make a debut. During this period, there is only a meager income from the basic salary."

  Qin Ze suddenly rises to the idea of ​​making money.

  Although his family is a local, they also have two houses, but these are real estate, and the real savings are actually not much. In the words of Shanghai stock market locals: the rich are not our locals, and the rich are all foreigners...

After Qin Ze moved to live with his elder sister, the family cut off his living expenses. His expenses were borne by Bao Bao Qin. There were three sets of clothes in one season and three sets of clothes, mobile phones, and laptops all year round, all of which were provided by Bao Bao Qin. He bought it.

   Thinking of making money in his heart, but he would definitely not say it, Qin Ze kicked Baby Qin’s calf: "Then why are you sitting stupidly, go for training, don’t come back to see me if you don’t get out of your way."

  Baby Qin was furious, and fought back under the table, giving him a meal of Foshan Wuyingji.

  At half past eight in the morning, Baby Qin went to work in a hurry.

Qin Ze took a shower in the bathroom, took off his T-shirt and pants quickly, and was about to throw it into the bamboo basket. He suddenly saw a pile of clothes lying in the bamboo basket. The top one was the black lace underwear that Baby Qin wore yesterday. Ze's first thought was: "I heard that there are beauties selling original underwear on the Internet. I don't know how much baby Qin can sell?"

  At 10:00 am, Qin Ze carried the hermes bag that his sister bought him on his back, walked out of the community, and took the subway to the university town.

  There are many famous universities in this university city, such as Fudan, Tongji, and Polytechnic. The University of Finance and Economics is slightly inferior to these famous universities. To be honest, it's not bad. But with his sister Zhuyu in front, Qin Ze couldn't get his hands on the performance of the crane tail.

  Back then, my father wanted to train his only son to be a Fudan top student, but he was not up for it, so he retreated to take a test at Tongji Polytechnic or something. But in the end Qin Ze studied at the University of Finance and Economics. The old man hates iron and steel, but he can't say anything, because Qin Ze filled with indignation and said: Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, mouse is born to burrow.

  Daddy is a professor at the University of Finance and Economics!

  Red walls, red roofs, and lavish school doors, Qin Ze walked briskly into the familiar campus with a shoulder bag.

  Broad two-way lanes, with trees on both sides, cool-dressed girls walking on the sidewalk holding books, or in groups of two, or alone. From time to time, there are vehicles driving into the campus at low speeds.

  Qin Ze wears a hooded sweater and a shoulder bag today, which looks a bit like a high school student. He actually doesn't like carrying a shoulder bag, but he has to carry it. After all, he is not a student living in school. Besides, Baby Qin bought him this bag and spent her year-end bonus.

  There is an open class related to international finance at noon today, and two professional courses in the afternoon. He could sleep at home and come to school after lunch. But the professor in charge of this course is notoriously cautious, and will come to a test from time to time, and the test score is directly linked to the final grade. Many students were miserable by him, so few people escaped his class. For the professor's evaluation, the students agreed: the wilted radish is hot!

  The professor's surname is Qin. Yes, it is Qin Ze's father.