My Elder Sister is a Superstar

"So, what do you want to do?" Qin Ze was forced to look at the second generation in front of him. There were a lot of people, eleven or twelve, and the car he drove was in order. If he didn't recognize several familiar faces, who would have thought that this group of people were a group of hands and eyes of the second generation.

He was on the side of the road. Several cars passed by. A woman in the car recognized him and shouted Qin Ze.

Then the car stopped, and a group of people rushed to him, blocking him on the roadside.

No one paid attention to his question, and a big brother said, "Zhao Tiezhu said that he stood at the door of the Wang family and admitted his mistake. I still don't believe it. It turned out to be true."

He knew this buddy. When he first came to the Wang's house, he was taken by Prince Jin to have a barbecue. His name was really forgotten. He had originally agreed to store his contacts, but Haize Wang was domineering in the Shanghai stock market. He was happy and didn't think about Shu, and he had no ambition to expand the capital market. The contacts of Prince Jin's group of friends were blind. Instead, he made a memo well, and he had all his names. Now he turned on his mobile phone to see his name, which seemed to be particularly disrespectful.

"Hey, do you want to go in?" A woman said, "shout aunt, sister, and I'll take you in."

Qin Ze frowned, not dissatisfied with the woman's attitude, after all, from her point of view, it's too reasonable to help her girlfriend ridicule the scum man. But the word "sister" is a sensitive word for him. Sister = Japan.

Translate the above words... This requirement is too much.

Then I choose not to go in.

So Qin Ze ignored her.

"Hey, I said that people in the entertainment industry are unreliable. Zijin still doesn't believe it, tut tut. Later, I'll post a clockwork Weibo and scold Qin Ze, a scum man." Another woman said.

"That's too much trouble. Just hit him." A man said.

"Can you beat him? Mingcheng was beaten by this boy last year."

"Hey, how dare he fight back? Those broken companies make him unable to operate every minute."

"Let's bet on whether he dares to fight back." A girl jumped.

Qin Ze looks at her, Zhang Ling, Zhang Mingcheng's sister.

She was there, too. Prince Jin used to say that Zhang Mingcheng, the younger sister, likes to play behind her brother's ass most. She is a brother.

For brother Kong, anyone who interferes with his brother's marriage should be cut to pieces, just like a brother Kong, any woman who wants to sleep with her brother should be hung up and branded.

The former is controlled by ordinary brother, and the latter is controlled by brother.

Sister Zijin's circle of friends is really terrible. Although the brother-in-law of the Wang family is a weak chicken and can't represent her mother's family and her husband's family, these second-generation people from the same courtyard have perfectly undertaken this task.

They have no friendship with Qin Ze. It is Prince Jin who maintains the relationship between them. When Qin Ze becomes a scum man, they will stand up and die.

Seeing that Qin Ze didn't speak, Zhang Ling said excitedly, "look, it's sister Zijin's family. When she was supported by sister Zijin, she pulled 250000, and now she counsels into a dog."

"Oh, I think of the ending of the boastful journey to the west," Zhang Ling said with a smile, "he looks like a dog."

Everyone laughed.

In the car, Wang Zijin looked at this scene and clenched his fists.

This is not Qin Ze she knows. Although the young man counsels, he only counsels between them. He is more confident than any man, so confident that he doesn't pay attention to his peers. He is harmless and gentle most of the time, but when he restrains his good temper and shows his claws and teeth, he is invincible.

Zhao Tiezhu glanced at her and honked the horn twice. When the people at the door looked, he lowered the window: "what are you doing outside? Let's go, let's go, go for outdoor sports."

Hearing the words, the people scolded and scolded happily. When the master came, they got on the bus one after another.

When Land Rover drove out of the gate of the community, Prince Jin said, "stop."

Zhao Tiezhu stepped on the brake according to his words.

Wang Zijin pushed open the door and walked to Qin Ze with a expressionless face. He gnashed his teeth and said, "don't you have a temper?"

Qin Ze looked at her in silence.

"Why do you come to Beijing? Just break up and send a text message," Prince Jin continued. "Then say it here, and then go back to the Shanghai stock market."

Qin Ze whispered, "aren't they all your friends? They're also for you. If I turn my face, it will make it difficult for you."

Just like this, Prince Jin shook his body and said viciously, "boring."

She trotted back to the car and slammed the door.

"Hey, don't close the door so hard for the car you just bought..." Zhao Tiezhu drove the car to keep up with the team and frequently turned his head to see Prince Jin in the passenger seat.

She leaned sideways, facing the window, quietly wiping her tears.

"Nah, in fact, I'm dying of heartache. I can't wait to kill Zhang Ling's little girl. I just stubbornly refuse to admit defeat." Zhao Tiezhu muttered, "that boy must have done something outrageous... Cry if you want. After decades of friendship, can I still laugh at you?"

Prince Jin forbeared, but he couldn't help crying. He grabbed the tissue box on the car and smashed Zhao Tiezhu's head: "just talk more, just talk more..."

"It hurts... Don't hit me on the head with a hard corner... Aunt, the car is going to crash. Why are you... Why are you hitting me? Go ahead and hit the boy..." the Land Rover is driving unsteadily.

"I'm so... If that boy doesn't give me more shares, I'll kill him. My wife hasn't beaten me like this..."

The Great Wall in the capital, also known as the Badaling Great Wall, is an important part of the Great Wall stretching for thousands of miles. It is a little far away in the suburbs of Yanqing District. Most of the tourists who come here are foreign tourists, and local people seldom come here, unless they bring foreign friends or organize activities, they will come here.

As the Spring Festival approaches, the number of tourists drops sharply, but it is only relatively speaking. In first tier cities, many people will choose to travel or travel abroad during the Spring Festival. Because the Spring Festival in big cities is not heavy, there is no atmosphere for the Spring Festival, so it is a good choice for the whole family to travel together during the Spring Festival for a long time.

For people with status, mountaineering, fishing and golf are far more meaningful than singing on KTV.

Wang Zijin was not in high spirits. He covered his head all the way and didn't talk to his friends much.

The second generation guessed that she was angry about what happened just now. Carefully accompany, never mention Qin Ze.

Zhang Ling and Zhang Mingcheng walked side by side, a long way behind the others. She raised her eyes and looked at the back of Prince Jin: "brother, don't you do something? Look at her like that, or think of that person."

With her eyes, Zhang Mingcheng stared at the back of Prince Jin Jiao and shook his head, "it's better not to do it, because it's meaningless. Linger, learn wiser. Your practices are just reducing my points."

Zhang Ling didn't understand: "if there is an obstacle stone at your feet, just kick it away."

Zhang Mingcheng thought for a while and explained, "the problem is not that there are stones at our feet, but that we stand on another road and think together. We have to move closer."

Zhang Ling still didn't understand. In her consciousness, if she has the ability and background, she should use it to eradicate all the people and things that hinder her.

Zhangmingcheng couldn't explain these things to his inexperienced sister, and sighed, "in your young people's words, you know how warm men get on top."

Zhang Ling: "warm man is the spare tire."

Zhangmingcheng: "..."

"I think there is a difference between a warm man and a spare tire."

"Then tell me, how did the warm man and the spare tire get on top."

"..." zhangmingcheng ignored the word spare tire and said, "watch."

"So it's a spare tire."

"Ling'er, with your attitude, I'm afraid your relationship will not be smooth in the future." Zhangmingcheng said, "if you compare with him, my brother lost, not because he is not good enough, but love is unreasonable. I want to fight, and I can't suppress people with momentum. Your sister Zijin is not a water spirit girl of ordinary people, so I can rob her by sending someone to rob her. Learning from you will only increase her disgust and disgust. It's the right way to be patient."

Zhang Ling was worried: "what if this road doesn't work?"

Leng Buding was poisoned by his sister's milk, and zhangmingcheng breathed for two times: "look at fate."

Although Zhang Ling is smart, at least a little smart, Zhang Mingcheng knows that her life experience is too little, and her emotional experience is not much. They are only in love, so it is easy to see eye to eye and divide quickly. At Zhang Mingcheng's age, love can't escape the word marriage. Marriage and love are different.

It really depends on ingenuity and wrist, but it can't rely on bad moves.

These days, marriage is either for money, or really love each other, or when you are old enough to get married, you have never heard of marriage by suppressing the men around your wife.

It's not a novel, but the author of a novel with such a plot is afraid to be mentally retarded.

There is another way, the woman's parents are opposed.

It must be the kind of opposition that the wall cracks, but when he went to the Wang family today, he didn't see any sign that Mr. Wang or his father was ready to crack the wall.

Zhang Mingcheng's heart is actually heavy.

"By the way, don't talk to your sister Zijin these days. Don't pay attention to her looking for you." Zhangmingcheng suddenly said.

"Ah? Why." Zhang Ling was at a loss.

"I'm afraid she'll hit you, brother. I'm in a dilemma."

“......”

After climbing the Great Wall, standing on the high point overlooking the scenery, a group of people were panting, women chatted together, and men smoked together. I'm tired, but I feel refreshed.

They came all the way here for this refreshing spirit. People must reach a certain age before they know how important and comfortable this feeling is.

"Remember when we first climbed the great wall together?" Someone said with emotion, "the fifth grade of primary school, right? It was organized by sister Zijin. At that time, there were about 20 people. Now many people are running away, busy with trivia, and can't get together for the new year."

"At that time, Zhao Tiezhu was always the first one. Now he can't do it. Look at him." Someone laughed.

"Fart," Zhao Tiezhu angrily said, "I don't care about the ten women in the night. I'll make you a fool of yourself."

"Night Royal ten women?" A woman angrily said, "I knew Zhao Tiezhu that you were unreliable, so when you secretly pursued me, I would not agree. I would agree. Now I have a Hulunbeier prairie on my head."

"I'll go. Did Zhao Tiezhu pursue you?"

"It's shameless. At the beginning, it was said that sister Zi Jin would not marry."

Zhao Tiezhu said awkwardly, "don't mention junior high school."

In their group, it was uncertain who liked whom, who confessed who, but almost nothing happened. Some are forgotten in the wind with time, and some still feel sorry or bitter when they think of it.

Everyone looked at Prince Jin and Zhang Mingcheng. They were the most favored pair, but they didn't seem to be able to blossom and bear fruit.

Prince Jin stood on the wall, looking at the ups and downs of the mountains, and the landscape was silent.

In fact, even without Qin Ze, she would not choose Zhang Mingcheng.

I don't know where I'm going, and I'm going deep.

This is an unreasonable thing.