My Elder Sister is a Superstar

This morning, Qin Zechen finished his practice and took a shower from the bathroom. At the end of August, the weather was muggy. He wore a pair of big underpants and bare arms. Anyway, the two sisters in the family, Wang Zijin, had a friendly relationship with him, so there was no need to deliberately avoid these.

At the dinner table, Qin Baobao bit the steamed stuffed bun, took out his mobile phone and took photos at the speed of being single for 25 years.

"What are you doing?" Qin Ze was stunned.

"It's OK, it's OK, brother. You're in such a good shape, and your sister's heart can't beat. Take photos as a souvenir. In the future, you'll have a big belly of corn, so you can remember the past." Qin Baobao's eyes dodged, as if he had a guilty heart.

It doesn't matter what to take photos. On the contrary, the always stubborn sister actually admitted that she was in good shape. Qin Ze happily posed for several bodybuilders: "how about the strange man with eight abdominal muscles, is he excited?"

Click! Click!

"Heartbeat, some more." Qin Baobao's series.

So Qin Ze put a few more, including the "thinker" who was very fussy. Qin Baobao's eyes were bright and satisfied.

Prince Jin smiled and looked aside, admiring Qin Ze's figure. From time to time, he helped Qin Baobao give bad ideas and asked Qin Ze to pose for shame.

After a few days like this, I thought my sister was on a whim. As a result, she stayed in the living room early every morning, waiting for Qin Zeguang's arm to take a bath. She was good at taking photos. Qin Ze couldn't bear it. He wondered, "what's wrong with you, baby Qin? Take photos every day. When you're a photographer, or when I'm a model?"

Qin Baobao's eyes wandered, and he looked left and said, "breakfast was good today..."

Qin Ze interrupted, "it's the same every day. I bought it in the same shop."

"Oh, don't be so stingy. It doesn't cost money to take photos." Qin Baobao tried to pull away his brother's short sleeve.

"You're playing a rogue."

"No shooting, no shooting." Qin Baobao thought for a while, and his eyes lit up: "let's shoot a small video."

"What little video." Qin Ze was at a loss.

But the elder sister didn't return to him. She handed the mobile phone to Prince Jin and ran back to the room. After a while, she ran out wearing a sheet and gave Qin Ze a sheet. Qin Ze took the sheet and looked confused. He didn't know what his sister was doing.

"Aze, I want to cover the song you wrote again." Qin Baobao handed the sheet to his brother, and ran to the door to find the broom, "once in a thousand years."

"Once in a thousand years" is a song Qin Ze found for his sister from the song library. To be exact, it is a good song he found in the song library some time ago. He thought it was very interesting, so he exchanged it for Qin Baobao's task of writing one song a week.

At the beginning, the response of this song was ordinary, which means that Qin Baobao's popularity has soared. As long as she doesn't sing badly, it's difficult to eliminate it. So Qin Ze posted a long Weibo the next day, explaining that the creative inspiration of this song came from the folk tale "the legend of the White Snake". The story scene was that Xu Xian, who was crossing the lake by boat, came across the white lady and the little green snake spirit sister flower, lent her umbrella to the white lady, and invited them to take the boat together.

Then the song became popular.

Funny to say, since his piano solo video was circulated on the Internet, more and more people have paid attention to Qin Ze, and Xu Yunhan's new song and this song "once in a thousand years" have added points. Sometimes Weibo comments are even more popular than Qin Baobao. My sister often brushes her microblog and complains sour.

"Do you want me to be Xu Xian and you to be the white lady?" Qin Ze understood.

But my sister shook her head, "I'll be the white lady, and you'll be the boatman!"

Qin Ze suddenly had a bad feeling.

Qin Baobao spoke out his ideas and creativity in high spirits. After hearing this, Prince Jin's eyes immediately brightened. Qin Ze ate the dead mouse's expression on his face and refused on the spot: "don't even think about it."

Qin Baobao was dressed in a long quilt, holding his brother's arm and twisting his buttocks.

Prince Jin suppressed a smile, "this can be."

The fierce struggle failed. Qin Ze reluctantly agreed with her sister's creativity. If she wanted to make trouble, she would make trouble with her. Anyway, playing in private would not spread out.

So the sister and brother, one with bed sheets and the other with bedclothes, pretended to be taking a boat.

Qin Baobao also put a white scarf over his head, pinched his orchid finger, looked at it, and sang, "who is saying in his ear, love me will never change."

Don't say, it's really a bit of a white lady's charm. If this face is more dignified, its acting skills are not so flashy.

"Just for this sentence, aha, heartbreak is no complaint."

"Rain's heart is broken, and wind tears."

"Dreams linger and love is far away."

"La... La... La... La..."

According to his request, Qin Ze held a broomstick as an oar and rowed like a boat. Qin Ze stiff faced and reluctantly sang:

"The water of the West Lake, my tears."

"I'd rather be a flame with you."

"Ah... Ah... Ah..."

What a shame, I'm so stupid that I should wave with this crazy woman.

Qin Baobao then sang, "wait for a thousand years, wait for a time."

"Once in a thousand years, I have no regrets."

"Rain's heart is broken, and wind tears."

"Dreams linger and love is far away."

"La... La... La... La..."

Qin Ze glanced at his sister beside him. The orchid finger was really 6. With body movements, it was like singing. He rolled his eyes and continued to sing:

"The water of the West Lake, my tears."

"I'd rather be a flame with you."

"Ah... Ah... Ah..."

The elder sister's expression is rich, and the younger brother's bitter hatred is deep, with a sharp contrast. The prince Jin holding the mobile phone is laughing hard, and the camera is shaking all the time.

About five minutes, the video recording is completed.

As soon as Wang Zijin lost his mobile phone, he almost died laughing on the table, and his shoulders rustled and trembled.

Qin Baobao ignored her, picked up his mobile phone, flipped through the video, and finally, showed a satisfied smile.

Qin Ze put the broom back at the door, turned it back and grabbed the mobile phone: "delete it."

Unexpectedly, my sister was like a little hen protecting her cubs. She inserted her mobile phone into her pocket, pressed it with one hand and pushed Qin Ze with the other. Mumbled, "keep it, keep it as a souvenir."

"Memorial?" Qin Ze gave Lei a moment, but he didn't have a good way: "in memory of you big head ghost, what's the memorial of this thing? Is there something wrong with you, baby Qin?"

The elder sister's face was flustered, and she covered it well, and said confidently, "just as a memorial, no way. You have the ability to rob."

With that, Qin Ze pretended to put his mobile phone in the chest ditch. Seeing this, he was afraid that she would say: if you dare to rob me, tell Dad that you touch my chest.

She has a criminal record, her sister's routine.

So he quickly waved his hand: "whatever you want."

Qin Baobao happily returned to the room with her mobile phone. Wang Zijin came to her aunt today. She was not feeling well, so she asked for a day off. This sister is also a person who doesn't get distracted at work. She works from nine to five step by step. When the leaders assign more tasks, she goes home and complains with her best friend and Qin Ze. I can't wait to play at home every day.

Qin Baobao is the same.

Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together.

For a long time, there was no movement in Qin Baobao's room. Qin Ze estimated that she slept back. He turned on his computer and studied stocks.

At this time, the mobile phone "Ding" sound, Zhang Ya sent a text message.

The content of the text message is like this: "Hey, your sister didn't send your fruit photos today? Come on, give me some photos quickly, otherwise my sister won't taste breakfast."

Qin Ze looked at this message, and his heart suddenly clicked.

Pressed down the ominous premonition, he replied by text message, "what do you mean?"

Zhang Ya was accompanied by a "color Mimi" expression, "your semi naked photos, your baby was sent to the microblog, and many girls looked at your photos and commented, excitedly shouting to give you a monkey. The baby microblog is now popular. It's a good shot, and I didn't expect you to take a photo."

Qin Ze didn't reply for a long time. She sent it again: "don't you know?" With a monkey expression of "chucking and laughing".