My Elder Sister is a Superstar

"Look at you."

After her sister left, she kept silent for a long time.

"I'm not called counsellor. I'm called a man who respects women, equality between men and women, and only cares about his own pleasure. He's a scum man. Obviously, I'm not a scum man."

Qin Ze defended himself.

"Hehe." System reply.

"Oh, your sister, it's all your fault. If you are a flirtatious system, I can become long Aotian, serve as CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the peak of my life. I'm sure of my sister's crispy skin." Qin Ze throws the pot.

"Aren't you the CEO now? Isn't Su Yu Bai Fumi? Haven't you reached the peak of your life? Long Aotian's strength is in his heart, and even if the salted fish has a system, he is still salted fish." The system has sharp words.

"Get out, get out, you low bastard." Qin Ze has no good airway.

"OK, I'll get out."

With this sentence of the system, Qin Ze's brain sea sounded an electronic sound: "system unloading: 100%...... 90%...... 50%...... 30%......"

Qin Ze is scared to pee. Can the system be uninstalled?

"Hey, hey, boss, don't do this. I'm kidding. I'm wrong. I'm wrong. I can't live without you, just like a woman can't live without moisture." Qin Ze turned pale with surprise.

"You know my importance." The system said proudly.

The unloading sound stopped.

"It's getting skinny." Qin Ze complained, relieved.

The system no longer pays attention to him.

The next day, after only running for an hour, he went back. Prince Jin obviously didn't enjoy himself and complained, "why don't you last at all today?"

Qin Ze: "I have something to do later. I have to rush to the set."

Then I bought breakfast and went home. My sister didn't wake up. Qin Ze called her. She didn't answer. She twisted the door handle. Well, the door was locked.

Afraid of my night attack?

Is there no basic trust between siblings?

"Hasn't she got up yet?" Wang Zijin grabbed a fried dough stick, pinched orchid fingers, and salted bean curd with fried dough sticks, her favorite.

Qin Ze's bean curd is sweet. It's also his favorite with fried dough sticks.

There are two heresies in the world: sister control and salted tofu brain.

Qin Ze tried to break Prince Jin back, letting her know that sweet tofu brain is the king, and salty tofu brain is shameful and unacceptable.

But Prince Jin didn't think he had a problem at all, and also accused him of having a problem with his sister. Deep well ice, unexpectedly eating sweet tofu brain, is his brain funny.

So every day when you buy bean curd or soymilk, you should say in particular: three portions of bean curd (soymilk), two portions of sweet and one portion of salty.

Sweet bean curd is delicious, especially in summer. When it is hot, sprinkle a spoonful of sugar, add some almonds, and put it in the refrigerator to chill. Take it out and eat it in hot weather. The sweet taste is mixed with the aroma of almonds. The tofu brain is tender and smooth, sweet and Zizi. It is swallowed into the stomach and refreshing. It is more delicious than any dessert.

"I'll call her." Prince Jin put down his chopsticks for a moment, and a violent knock came from the corridor: "sleep your sister, get up."

My sister was so rude that she woke up, with dark circles under her eyes and listless.

She had insomnia last night, and it was difficult to express her feelings in words.

Inadvertently, the pink and tender grapes were eaten into his mouth by his brother, as if there was an electric current flowing through his body, which made him goose bumps.

Shyness mixed with fear, tension and guilt surged, and there was a sense of guilt that couldn't be erased.

By the way, she took a shower after returning to her room.

(￢_￢)

Walking to the living room, he looked at Qin Ze's back with a complex expression, silently prepared in his own position, and buried himself in breakfast.

Wang Zijin frowned and found that things were not simple.

The three of them have been together for a year, and they are too familiar with the way they get along with each other.

Qin Baobao usually chirps very lively when eating. It's too quiet today.

She looked at Qin Ze carefully, but she didn't see anything different from his face. His face was fearless and calm, "I'm the successor of communism".

After dinner, Qin Ze and his sisters left home and took the elevator to the underground parking garage. He waved goodbye to sister Zijin. The elder sister, with her bag in her hands, hung on her lower abdomen and stood in a very lady's posture.

Such a sister is abnormal, which just shows that she is tangled and nervous, and she still hasn't let go of what happened last night.

Qin Ze drove to the set.

"Sister, according to my estimation, the film can be finished in a week at most." Qin zedao.

"Oh." Qin Baobao should say.

"I'll help you make bean curd at noon, put it in the refrigerator, and you can eat it in the evening." Qin Ze looks as usual.

Qin Baobao nodded and observed him quietly.

Very calm, without the slightest embarrassment and guilt, as if eating sister grapes is a basic exercise, and there is no need to tangle things.

Qin Baobao bit her lips wrongly. She was in a mess, but her brother was light.

The baby suddenly felt wronged.

There is also some loss. Although he has such a handling attitude, neither brother nor sister will be embarrassed.

My brother's mood is certainly different from my sister's.

Brother: one step away, sister PA watched her leave.

Sister: I almost fell into the abyss and couldn't survive.

Arrive at the set at 8:30 in the morning, and the crew has arrived, waiting for them.

"Let's get started. Try to pass it once."

In the room, Qin Ze quickly took off his short sleeves and trousers, leaving only a pair of boxer pants and drilling the quilt.

In the past, Qin Baobao would appreciate his brother's figure with joy, just as men appreciate women's figure, but today, she glanced at the Party Central Committee of her boxers... Crossed it out, in the middle of the crotch.

Immediately retracted his eyes, looking extremely cramped.

"Mr. Qin, go there and change your clothes." Director Zheng asked the lighting engineer and cameraman to take their places and said to Qin Baobao.

Qin Baobao needs to change his wrap clothes, that is, the kind that shows his shoulders. He can't lie in the quilt in short sleeves.

Actors are much more casual. Don't bother so much. Just wear a pair of boxers.

"Change the double." Qin Baobao said.

Qin Ze was stunned.

"But there is no double..." director Zheng said.

There are no action scenes, no dangerous scenes, and there is no double in this film.

The lamplighter suggested, "director, let the female colleagues of the crew come."

"I'll come!"

"Director, let me."

"President Qin, I'll be the double."

At the door, several female colleagues of the equipment group raised their hands one after another.

Qin Baobao: "...."

So many people.

Do so many people want to take my place.

Qin Baobao frowned and suddenly changed his mind: "forget it, there is no need for a double."

Several female colleagues booed and looked disappointed.

The morning sun shines in from the window, and the room is quiet. Two men and women snuggle together. The girl's hair is messy, her head is buried in the man's neck, and her side face is picturesque.

Their clothes were scattered under the bed.

A knock on the door woke up the greedy men and women.

A few times later, the door opened, the camera aimed at the door, and the middle-aged woman stood at the door, dumbfounded.

"You, you..." the middle-aged woman trembled.

The cameraman gave her a close-up, which is worthy of being an old drama bone. He performed the expression of "my son and my daughter rolled into bed and got married" very well.