My Sister is a Big Star

  "Bring her or not?" Qin Ze asked his teammates for their opinions.

   "No." Li Liang refused.

  Liu Ziqiang and Zhao Baliang said it doesn’t matter.

  Qin Ze invited him to join the game and joked: "Maybe it's really a girl?"

The second round was much easier than the first round. After more than half an hour of running-in, the mid laner was no longer cute. At least she would follow the command. She seemed to know that Qin Ze was the core of the team. As long as he marked it, he would be obedient. , Qin Ze asked her to come down, and she went down. Let her beat Xiaolong, just beat Xiaolong.

  Three consecutive victories.

  Qin Ze checked the time, and there was a professional class at half past one in the afternoon and two o'clock in the afternoon.

   "It's offline, you can go play it yourself."

   "No, no, no, I won another round and I will be promoted to silver. Great **** asks for it, okay." The opposite party is so cute and cute.

   "No, I'm going to class."

   "Ho Ho Ho Ho, are you really a primary school student?"

   "Change small print to big print!"

  "Where do the great gods go to college?"

   "Shanghai Stock Exchange Financial University."

   "I'm also in the Shanghai stock market, so I'm soaring flowers."

"Oh."

  "Play again next time?" probed the interview.

  Qin Ze replied with an "um.", exited the game, settled, and shut down.

  Two professional classes in the afternoon, Qin Ze didn't dare to fly like a public class, and his thoughts were flying. Even when he is in college, the old man is very close to his grades, and he often said a chicken soup: the young and strong don't work hard, and the boss is sad.

  The old man is full of despair about Qin Ze's future...

But Qin Ze's level is limited, and he can only understand half of it every time he listens to the class. He is not a student of the type, and he cannot do his spare time to study his studies. In the past, he was often taken to the library by Bao Bao Qin. After Bao Bao Qin graduated , He immediately said goodbye to the library.

  At six o'clock in the afternoon, today’s class ended. Qin Ze followed his roommate back to the dormitory. There was no escape from the messy and messy dormitory of the boys’ dormitory. There are yesterday’s take-out lunch boxes and some changes of clothes on the table. Fortunately, the air has no peculiar smell.

  Qin Ze took all the sheets and sheets he hadn't slept for months, put them in a plastic bag, and planned to take them home and throw them in the washing machine.

  The four were chatting in the dormitory. Li Liang suggested that he continue to go to the Internet cafe to fight in the evening, and everyone agreed. Qin Ze readily agreed that he was addicted to playing and hadn't played games for a while.

   "Look at the campus forum, look at the campus forum!" Zhao Baliang snorted.

  Qin Ze and others opened the campus forum questioningly. There was a post that was pinned to the top and refined. The title was very stunt: "The emperor was shocked, and the school grass Zhang Mingyu was angered."

  The post elaborated on the wonderful process of the open class of the Department of Finance in the morning, when Zhang Mingyu was slapped in the face by an unknown person. His writing style was sophisticated, and his writing was ups and downs. Then accompanied by a few photos.

  The first one is a projection of selected passages in Russian, the second one is an impassioned recitation by Zhang Mingyu, and the third one is the back of Qin Ze, swiftly writing on the blackboard. The fourth one is Zhang Mingyu's gloomy face.

  From morning to now, seven or eight hours, there have been more than 3,000 views of posts and 999+ comments

   "There are pictures and the truth, I believe it."

   "Good job."

   "Uncle persuades you."

  "What's wrong with my male god?"

   "Why don't you have a frontal photo, everyone is human."

   "It doesn't matter to look at the back, is this kind of stuff comparable to my male god?"

   "Slap your sister, Lanzhou biscuits."

"Zhang Mingyu has a lot of brain-dead fans. I heard about it from the students present. It is said that the professor who gave the lecture assigned extracurricular tasks to the students, translated the Russian paragraph and wrote insights, and then Zhang Mingyu stood up and said the professor. No, it’s too pediatric. I recite it in Russian on the spot and pretend to be forced. The classmates applauded. At this time, the face-slapper suddenly stood up and shouted: "I have different opinions. "I saw him stride up to the podium, swiftly translated into Chinese characters, and refuted Zhang Mingyu's views... My classmate said that he and his friends were shocked."

   "Upstairs, I laughed to death, this is the legendary pretense of being forced to be frustrated!"

   "It hurts me to hit this face."

  "Zhang Mingyu moved his right cheek excitedly: Please continue!"

   "We are wealthy and powerful, so the rich second generation knows what a mountain is higher than a mountain."

  "Landlord ****, Long live Zhang Mingyu, Zhang Mingyu is invincible, Zhang Mingyu will be invincible for generations... Zhang Mingyu smiled and put down the gun pointed at my head!"

  Most of the comments are people who like to see and see the excitement, and there are also many Zhang Mingyu’s supporters. You come and I talk, and the words are fierce.

   "Qin Ze, you are hot." Li Liang laughed loudly while reading the comments.

  Qin Ze said worriedly: "Can I live till tomorrow? Will Zhang Mingyu buy a killer and kill him?"

  Zhao Baliang patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Brother, go all the way, please trust me with the Thunder account."

  Liu Ziqiang smiled and said, "Show me your sister's picture before leaving."

   "Go away!" Qin Ze cursed with a smile, threw the phone on the bed, and began to take off the pillowcase. Almost forgot the pillowcase.

  At this moment, Qin Ze's phone rang, and when he looked down, the caller: Sister!

  Qin Ze answered the phone, turned on the hands-free, and while removing the pillowcase, he said, "What are you doing?"

  "Where are you?" Baby Qin's **** voice came from the speaker, which was a little hoarse and a little bit hoarse.

  Li Liang, Zhao Bayang, and Liu Ziqiang looked straight at the mobile phone, their eyes shining brightly.

  "Where are you at school, what's wrong with you?" Qin Ze knew something was going on with her as soon as she heard it.

   "Why haven't you come back."

   "I'll be back later, or maybe I won't be back in the dormitory." Qin Ze said, it is common for them to play games all night long.

   "I will jump off the building to show you if you don't come back again." Qin Baobao said crying.

"What happened!"

   "Auntie is here..." Baby Qin said aggrievedly.

   "I'll be back soon." Qin Ze hung up the phone decisively, carrying the plastic bag, carrying the bag, and strode toward the door.

  Auntie is here...

Be right back......

  Nima, the amount of information is huge.

  Sure enough, the kid was hiding in the house, and he also pretended to be a single dog and mixed with them.

  Three roommates rushed up, one hugged his waist, one hugged his legs, and the other closed the door.

   "You are crazy, what are you doing." Qin Ze forced.

   "Your kid is not authentic, I said that if you don't live in school for three years, how can there be no tricks?"

  "Who is the other party, holding the grass, the voice is so babble, so sexy, shamelessly hard."

  "Be lenient in confession and strict in resistance."

   "Go, no time to fight with you." Qin Zehu shook his body, shook off the three annoying guys, opened the bedroom door, and flashed out.

   trot all the way downstairs and ran wildly.

  Baby Qin has dysmenorrhea. He knew this. When she used to live with her parents, every time she had a menstrual period, she would die in pain, seemingly unable to survive. At that time, his mother was taking care of him, and Qin Ze was watching the excitement, and he was secretly glad that he was not a woman. As she gets older, her dysmenorrhea will decrease, and occasionally it will still hurt a few times. Qin Ze will go to the supermarket to buy her brown sugar, make a cup of brown sugar **** tea, and add a few dried dates. These were all taught by my mother to Qin Ze. Baby Qin is an incompetent boy in life, so she must not be counted on herself.

   "System, I have seen in the point store that I can exchange medical skills, can I treat dysmenorrhea?"

  "Host, please check it yourself."

  "Nima!" Qin Ze burst into a swear word, he should run for a quick walk, open the points mall, life: medical treatment: traditional Chinese medicine...

After watching for a long time, I finally found a prescription for the treatment of women's dysmenorrhea and a massage technique. A total of 80 points.

  "Host, it is recommended that you directly redeem "Elementary TCM Proficiency". Only 150 points are required. After the exchange, you will automatically learn massage techniques and get ten primary prescriptions."

  The difference of points is nearly doubled, Qin Ze hesitated, and decided to exchange for "Elementary TCM Proficiency", how to choose between one-time and permanent, Qin Ze did not need to be taught.

There are pharmacies everywhere in University Town. There are two hospitals, one Grade A hospital, but there are not many stores selling Chinese medicine. This is because there is a Chinese medicine school nearby. He took two subway stops and rushed to the Chinese medicine store to get all the prescriptions. I took a taxi directly on the side of the road and arrived at the gate of the community in 15 minutes.

  When Qin Ze opened the door and entered the room, Baby Qin was curled up on the sofa, without taking off his high heels, clutching his belly, frowning, his face pale, and cold sweat oozing from his forehead and nose.

   "Why it hurts again." Qin Ze closed the door, flicked his hand on the sofa, frowning and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

  Baby Qin looked at him with cat-like eyes, and lost the strength to speak. He breathed out a word: "Pain~"

  "Go to the bed first." He grabbed Baby Qin's long legs in stockings, took off his high heels, put his hands on her legs, hugged her horizontally, and walked back to the room.

   "Oh, you go lightly, I want to hurt my old sister."

  When Qin Ze put her on the bed, his strength was heavier, and Baby Qin was shocked, and tears almost came out of her eyes.

  Women are trouble!

  Qin Ze muttered in his heart, reached out his hand to untie the buttons on Baby Qin's chest, 36D is just about to appear.

   "What are you doing." Baby Qin was taken aback, and despite the painful death, she subconsciously covered her chest: "Do you want to take the opportunity to molest your sister? I didn't expect you to be like Qin Ze, 嘤嘤嘤..."

"My sister, take your hand away, isn't there a shirt inside." Qin Ze patted her hand away, unbuttoning one by one. The small white shirt is very close to the body, and after lying down, a flat belly and belly button are exposed. .

"My stomach is uncomfortable, don't you know how to untie the clothes?" Qin Ze complained, moved to the end of the bed, raised the big long legs of her sister's stockings, and slowly pressed the Sanyinjiao acupoints, and then the Taichong acupoints on the back of the feet. Minutes later, switch to the two points of blood sea and earth machine, and so on.

  Baby Qin squinted her eyes, and followed Qin Ze's pressing action "Uh-huh".

  After half an hour, Qin Ze's fingers were sore and sweaty, but he couldn't turn on the air conditioner, "How do you feel?"

  Baby Qin touched her belly and blinked: "It doesn’t hurt anymore."

  "It’s only temporarily relieved. I will fry you a bowl of medicine now. You lie down and rest. Don’t use the air conditioner, cover the blanket, and keep warm."

   "Decoction?" Baby Qin was taken aback: "Yeah, what was the matter with your massage just now? When will you be able to do this? Damn, I won't have to suffer so many years if I get it out earlier."

"Massage techniques are learned by watching videos on the Internet. The medicine was deliberately ran to the Chinese pharmacy and asked the old Chinese doctor to catch it. He said that the treatment of dysmenorrhea is very effective." Qin Ze said without a good air: "It's not because of your old problem, I have learned half of it. More than a month."

  Baby Qin sat up, his eyes flowed, smiling like a flower, and suddenly pouted: "Good brother, kiss one."

"Kiss you big-headed ghost." Qin Ze turned and walked out of the room, took the herbs into the kitchen, cleaned it, soaked for ten minutes, put it in the soup pot and boiled for fifteen minutes, fed on a small fire for ten minutes, a bowl of black The concoction is ready.

   "Woo... so terrible." Baby Qin took a sip, and immediately grimaced.

   "Good medicine is bitter." Qin Ze said a golden sentence that has been passed down from generation to generation.

  Baby Qin pinched his nose under the threatening gaze of his younger brother to pour the medicinal soup, and hiccups very unfairly.