My Sister is a Big Star

  Xingyi Entertainment is one of the top ten entertainment companies in the Mainland. It has numerous contracted artists and many first-line stars. It has strong capital and the entire office building is the asset of Xingyi.

  Baby Qin made a circle around the hexagonal building, which is 30 stories high, and the glass curtain wall reflects the dazzling sunlight. They found a parking space on the dark trail behind the building. The little BMW slid out a perfect arc and stopped safely. Baby Qin got his driver's license in high school. The five or six years of driving experience is different from most students who lock in a drawer as a souvenir after getting a driver's license. She drives Qin Ze around in her father's car during winter and summer vacations and even weekends. Where to drive, and then pit Qin Ze’s living expenses, sit down in the afternoon sun to drink coffee and eat. Qin Ze was very uncomfortable at that time, there were always passers-by who were attracted by Qin Baobao's beauty. One glance at one glance, another glance, felt like watching a giant panda.

  Qin Ze glanced at the time before getting off the car, and it showed that it was half past nine, and he drove for a full hour. The mission ended at half past eleven, and he had two hours left.

  Now is the peak time for work. In front of Xingyi Entertainment's office building, men in suits and leather shoes and women in fashionable dresses come in and out. The people who can work in this building are white-collar and gold-collar workers and urban high-income people. It's not surprising that Baby Qin is slapped with high heels, but Qin Ze is a bit cautious. He is still a college student and has never been in contact with this class and scene.

  Enter the lobby and ask the interview location from the girl at the front desk. In the meeting room No. 2 on the seventh floor, the two waited for three elevators before they got an empty spot. Originally, Qin Ze meant to squeeze in directly. But Baby Qin gave him a white look and asked what to do if someone touched my ass.

  Qin Zexin said, it makes sense, I am speechless.

  In fact, Baby Qin was bitten by a snake once, and he was afraid of ropes for ten years. When she was in junior high school, she took the subway home. It happened to be the rush hour when the passengers in the carriage were rubbing their shoulders. A tram idiot sneaked her ass. Without a word, Baby Qin turned around and hit a knee, centered on the crotch. From then on, she used her father to pick up her to and from school, or take a taxi.

  On the seventh floor, the lady at the front desk opened the door for the two of them, asked about their intentions, smiled and gave Baby Qin a number ticket, and said: "The meeting room is on the left hand side and go straight."

  "Thank you!" Baby Qin put the numbering paper in the bag and led Qin Ze into it.

  On the spacious and bright corridor, there are more than a dozen handsome men and women sitting or standing. A female staff member with a simple dress, an ol suit chest and a nameplate on her neck stands at the entrance of the conference room. After seeing Bao Bao Qin and Qin Ze, he greeted him with a smile, without even looking at Qin Ze, "Give me the resume and number."

  Baby Qin took out the resume prepared earlier from the bag and gave it to her together with the numbering paper. The female assistant looked over and confirmed that there was an interviewer like Baby Qin, and said politely: "Please wait a moment."

  Baby Qin took Qin Ze to sit down in the seat on the porch, and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

  Qin Ze whispered: "I'm so angry."

   "What is it?" Baby Qin tilted his head and looked at him curiously.

   "She didn't even look at me just now."

  Baby Qin chuckled and said, "It shows that people have eyesight."

   "You don't look too nervous." Qin Ze stabbed his sister in the waist.

   "You are very nervous," Baby Qin said.

   "I am not nervous, I just feel uncomfortable, they are all watching you."

  Baby Qin turned to look at the handsome guys in formal wear. Some people avoided her gaze subconsciously, and some smiled when they felt good about themselves. Baby Qin smiled, making many men's hearts throbbing wildly.

  She retracted her gaze and hummed: "Don't pay attention to them, anyway, I'm used to it."

  "But I'm not used to it. Giant pandas are everywhere you go, and I am the bamboo beside the panda." Qin Ze depressed and said, "Bamboo also has dignity, OK?"

   "Okay, okay, Bamboo, let me, the giant panda, take a bite." As he said, she brought her delicate face over, and wanted to bite Qin Ze's face.

  Qin Ze hurriedly pushed her away, whispering: "What are you doing, so many people are watching."

Baby Qin cut and continued to lower his head to play with his mobile phone, "I'm not nervous. There is nothing to be nervous about. The interview is unsuccessful, so it's a big deal to change another. Entertainment companies have various ways to find newcomers. Ordinary people want to become stars, and there are many channels. There are also a lot of singing variety shows."

   "Wang Lihong!"

   "My turn?"

"come in."

  The previous interviewer was a delicate and lovely girl with her head down and her face depressed. Looks like crying.

   "How is it? Did you pass it?"

   "What do you ask during the interview?"

  Someone came up to inquire immediately, chattering.

  Qin Ze also raised his ears.

  The little girl shook her head, “They said that I can’t sing, and I’m not from a major, and I didn’t meet the contract conditions.”

  This is also a little girl who wants to use her face to confuse the entertainment industry. Qin Ze looked at the beauty beside him who also wanted to rely on her face to eat.

   "Why, I can sing pretty well." The big beauty glared at him.

  Time flies quickly. Interviewers take turns in. Every five minutes or so, some come back with joy, and some come out calmly.

  A handsome young man came out of the conference room, beaming, gazing at himself, swept the corridor, strode towards Baby Qin, sat down beside her, and said politely: "Beauty, my name is Gouda!"

  Baby Qin glanced at him and smiled: "Hello."

  "You are also here for an interview. I can guarantee that you have such good conditions and you can definitely sign with Xingyi. We will be colleagues in the future. Let's have a meal together at noon?" The handsome guy was electrocuted by her smile.

  Baby Qin rolled her eyes and held Qin Ze’s arm: "Husband, is it okay to have spicy soup at noon."

   "Okay, but you are not allowed to eat mala Tang at night."

   "I hate it."

  Gouda left awkwardly.

  Qin Ze looked at his dingy back and bared his teeth at Baby Qin: "Spicy stalk is too old. Change one next time."

   "Baby Qin!"

  The female assistant shouted at the door.

   "It's me." Baby Qin handed the bag to Qin Ze, his high heels slapped on the polished floor tiles, and his hips twisted in a special style.

   Pushed open the imitation wooden door, the long conference table was placed beside the French windows, the interviewer was sitting behind the conference table, three potbellied uncles, and two middle-aged women.

  When the uncles saw Baby Qin coming in, their eyes lit up.

  More beautiful than photos!

  It’s no wonder that I have the confidence to mix in the entertainment industry, and my appearance is not up to the standard these years.

  Baby Qin was keenly aware of her blazing gaze, and scanned her body from bottom to top, like a scanner. I was stunned, remembering that Qin Ze once told her that there was a way to divide men from boys on the Internet. Quite simply, when a little boy sees a beautiful woman, his first reaction is to look at the face, and then keep looking at the face. After the little boy has driven a few times, he will look down from his face and begin to pay attention to his figure. One day, they will become old drivers who have experienced many battles, and they will always look at women from bottom to top.

  Baby Qin asked at the time, what level are you at?

  Qin Ze was so embarrassed, he insisted that he was already an old driver in theory.

  Baby Qin said, Nima is an old driver.

  She has a calm look on her face, her temperament is high, and she smiles politely: "Teachers, my name is Baby Qin..."

  A middle-aged woman coldly interrupted: "We have your resume."

  Baby Qin's delicate eyebrows frowned, and she felt the malice of the middle-aged woman.

  The man next to the middle-aged woman coughed, warming up the field with a pleasant face: "Sit down first."

  Baby Qin nodded, and sat on the chair prepared for the interviewer, with his legs close together and his hands folded on his abdomen. A pair of slender legs without stockings is particularly attractive.

When the middle-aged man in the middle glanced over Qin Baobao’s long legs, he paused and said with a smile: "Miss Qin, we have read your resume. He graduated from Fudan University and worked in a foreign-funded enterprise for another year. At school, Employment is praised by people around you. You should have a better future, why did you choose to be an artist?"

  A dozen eyes were looking at him, Baby Qin was sitting upright, without stage fright at all, "This is my dream."

  Do you have a dream, are you the biggest? The middle-aged woman muttered in her heart.

The middle-aged man laughed and said mildly: "To tell you the truth, we welcome you with your academic qualifications and abilities, but we are not signing you to be an artist. First of all, your major does not match, one minute on stage, ten years off stage. Acting skills This is not something that we can learn by just learning. We hope to find high-quality stocks with potential for training from scratch."

  Baby Qin said why this start is wrong, this is to improve my rhythm.

  "As far as I know, many famous artists are not born in related majors."

   "Then do you know how many years they have been in the game? How many years have they been through?"

  Baby Qin has nothing to say.

  "Why not, my office just lacks a secretary, you have work experience, outstanding ability, and graduated from a prestigious university. If you have the intention, you can come to me, and the salary can be discussed now."

  This lingering secretary, my old lady can't have enough.

  Baby Qin: "How do you call this teacher?"

  "My name is Zhang, the general manager of the personnel department."

   "Mr. Zhang, I'm not convinced by what you say. I practiced dance in elementary and junior high school, and I have a basic foundation, not at all. And I sing well..."

  The middle-aged woman said nonchalantly: "Can Qingqing Zijin sing?"

  Baby Qin nodded: "Yes."

  The middle-aged woman raised her hand to signal: "Come on, sing a cappella."

  Baby Qin pursed her lips applying lipstick, and sang a cappella. Her voice is soft and magnetic, and her voice is very sultry. Singing such a song with a strong sense of vicissitudes complements each other.

  The face of the middle-aged woman changed slightly and her singing was so good. She thought that Bao Bao Qin had no professional training, and the so-called "singing well" was a good song in the eyes of ordinary people, perhaps because of other people's praise. But when she sang this lyrics, she couldn't say it was perfect, and there were many flaws in her singing, but the voice was so good that it was so numb and itchy in people's hearts.

  "Stop!" The middle-aged woman called to stop, without changing her face: "The voice is good, but singing is a layman. To put it bluntly, it's just singing. It’s hard for you to repair your voice in a recording studio."

  Baby Qin's face became cold, and her delicate face became more and more like a Greek sculpture. If Qin Ze, who was familiar with her, saw it, she knew that her sister was on the verge of anger.