My Sister is a Big Star

  The backyard of the villa.

"Raise your arm a little bit, and the way you use your force is wrong. When attacking, you should stretch your wrists, otherwise your joints will be injured." Qin Ze wears fist gloves with both hands, and while resisting Li Donglai's fierce attack, he points out his moves. , The place where the force makes a mistake.

  In the past half month, Li Donglai's performance has improved significantly, but it is insignificant compared to the daily progress in fighting. When Qin Ze saw this kid for the first time, apart from his brutality and brutality, his shots were unruly, a typical mixed skill.

  After this period of hard training, Li Donglai has become a bully who knows how to do it hard. Use the vocabulary of Xianxialiu: handyman disciple.

"Fighting is also an art, which can be viewed from a scientific perspective. We usually say that "the world's martial arts can only be broken quickly" and "one force drops ten meetings" can be analyzed and explained by mechanics. The so-called martial arts secrets are even simpler. . I divided it into three steps: physical training, skills training, and returning to the basics." Qin Ze Chunchun taught his registered disciples.

   "Why don't you say that the Golden Core Essence Infant Transformation Divine Crossing Tribulation soars." On the steps a few meters away, Pei Ziqi bit the cucumber crunchy, rolled her eyes violently, and her delicate and fair face all kinds of disdain and all kinds of contempt.

  There is no need for the master Qin Ze to speak, Li Donglai reprimanded: “It is most taboo for outsiders to watch in martial arts practice. If you understand the rules, let’s go.”

   Pei Ziqi rolled his eyes again, and muttered: "Insane, crazy."

   turned around and walked back to the living room, twisting his butt.

  As soon as the girl left, Li Donglai immediately smiled flatteringly: "Master, you keep talking."

Qin Ze nodded with satisfaction, and continued to ridicule: "To put it simply, physical training is to beat the body. Without strong physical support, no matter how many routines are practiced, it is a fake style. Our great leader said that the body is the capital of the revolution. "

  Li Donglai nodded again and again: "It makes sense and it makes sense. I feel that my physical condition is exceptionally good these days. Dantian has a great power."

"Fortunately, it's not burning sorrow, otherwise, as a teacher, you will have to spend time and effort to dredge the channels for you." Qin Ze continued nonsense: "Practicing moves, as the name suggests, is practicing routines. Like you in a math class, the teacher will first give the formula to you. You, the formula is a routine. As long as you master this routine and practice harder, you can become a master."

  "The master is the master, and he can easily integrate martial arts and mathematics, and the disciple is far behind." Li Dong said.

   "But even if the students mastered the math formulas, the scores they got out of the test were still incomplete, the students got full marks, and the students failed. Why?"

   "Why?" Li Donglai completely followed the master's thoughts.

   "Stupid, because Xueba is involved in a massive library of exercises. In other words, Xueba is fighting against all kinds of enemies, accumulating experience, and finally reaching the realm of no move."

   "Understood, so the practice is a real chapter. My generation of knights should travel around the world and fight against all kinds of people."

  "You can have this understanding, and I am deeply gratified for the teacher."

  Li Donglai opened his mouth and hesitated: "Brother Qin, can we change our way of talking? It's shameful."

Qin Ze had experienced a "Master" addiction and felt satisfied. He kicked Li Donglai's ass: "Go and do the exercises. I taught you for so long. You just raised your 30-point score to 50-point. What I want is a pass, pass!"

  Pei Ziqi sat on the leather sofa, holding a cucumber in one hand and a remote control in the other, but glanced towards the backyard, with the corners of his mouth cocked: "Two neuroses."

  At 11 o'clock in the morning, Qin Ze glanced at his phone and stood up and said, "It's almost time. I'll end here today. I'm leaving now."

  Rather than waiting for the stunned apprentice Li Dong to stay, he picked up the bag beside the bed and walked out.

  In the living room, it happened that Pei Nanman came back with two bags of fresh fruits and vegetables, "Let’s go after lunch."

  When Pei’s mature woman was at home, she was still very lady and gentle.

  Qin Ze's face changed slightly, and he put on a warm smile: "Too disturbing, I just go out to eat by myself."

  Pei Nanman smiled faintly: “Don’t bother, I will cook your amount together. By the way, Xiao Qin, are you used to spicy food? Your local tastes are sweeter.”

   completely ignored what I said...Qin Ze grudgingly said with a smile: “Most of the older generations who like sweetness, and not all Shanghai market people like sweetness, I don’t like it.”

  Pei Nanman nodded seriously, and handed the fruit to Pei Ziqi, "Go and wash the fruit."

   Carrying vegetables into the kitchen.

   Pei Ziqi looked at this ignorant guy, humming: "I don't know how many people want to go to our dining table, but they can't."

  Qin Ze sighed: "Every time I eat the dishes made by sister Pei, I always feel that something is not right."

   can't be said to be unpalatable, it must be unpalatable. The most important thing is that Pei Nanman can make a perfect ingredient into a dish with a barely taste.

  This is awesome.

  For example, seafood with delicious texture can be tasted like river fish by taking a stroll in her pot. Codfish, known for its tender meat, has a taste of dried tofu.

  I really doubt how she did all this.

Pei Ziqi's little face was bitter, "It's not delicious. She still enjoys going home to nurse her baby. No matter how busy she is at work, she will find time to come back and cook for us. When she is in a good mood, she smiles and asks: I made this today. How is the food! If you want to eat it, I will cook it for you tonight!"

  Qin Ze recalled, it seemed that when he stayed in the villa for dinner for the first time, he gave 108 likes without conscience.

  No wonder she is always so enthusiastic to keep me for dinner.

   "She is narcissistic, she didn't recognize herself." Qin Ze concluded.

   Pei Ziqi's mouth twitched: "I have the ability to go to my aunt and say it."

   "Haha, let me save your aunt's fragile three views. Positive reality is an urgent matter." Qin Ze was a little excited. For Pei Nanman's little quirks, not only did it harm her image, but it became more vivid.

  Qin Ze always felt that a woman who was too perfect was too illusory, and he forgot which of the middle and second fantasy novels had such a sentence: the middle of the day will shift, and the full moon will result in loss. Imperfect is good, and imperfect women are more reassuring. Just like that sister Hu Meizi at home, she is perfect in shape and face. But the character is too bad, so she lives heartlessly till now.

  If my sister is gentle and generous, she would be jealous of her beauty.

Li Donglai happened to come down from the second floor. He was startled when he heard the conversation between the sister and the master. He aimed at the kitchen where the dishes were being washed and lowered his voice: "Brother Qin, don't be impulsive. She will turn her face when she tells you that your auntie’s cooking skills are bad. of."

   Pei Ziqi nodded in sympathy, then shook her head again and again, and urged: "No, no, my aunt is very generous, just go."

  Li Donglai glared at the sinister girl.

  Qin Zexin said, you haven’t seen my heaven-defying cooking skill that easily grabs the stomachs of two women. But Li Donglai's cautious word broke Qin Ze's self-confidence. Li Dong said: "My aunt is confident of her culinary fans. The chef of a five-star hotel personally cooks. My aunt's comment is: "Not bad. "But she commented on her cooking skills in two words: perfect!"

  Qin Ze was shocked when he heard this.

Nima, the family in front of me is not the native girl Qin Baobao who has never been to a five-star hotel for dinner. They have all experienced the cooking skills of five-star chefs. Dare to say that you win a five-star chef?

   Pei Ziqi's signature white eyes rolled up: "Jing bragging, I hate a man who talks about you the most. I just took it as a joke and washed the fruit."

Pei Ziqi is in the first year of high school. She is a 17-year-old big Lolita with a small waist and thin legs and buttocks. She is somewhat similar to Pei Nanman. She should be a goddess at school level, but she has a bad temper, just like Pei Nanman himself said.的: The brother and sister are too hostile.

  When he said that he turned his face, he turned his face, making Qin Ze a little bit unable to get off the stage.

  Li Donglai persuaded: "Brother Qin, forget it, my aunt is angry and fierce."

  Qin Ze smiled, "Come on, curse a few more words."

   Pei Ziqi was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "Neuropathy."

"continue!"

   "I think your brain is really sick."

  "Your vocabulary is so poor?"

   "You stupid idiot, idiot, brainless waste..."

   "Very good." Qin Ze pressed his hand and said it was okay. The system's task reminder echoed in my mind: Ding! Please make a delicious meal that shocked the audience, reward 120 points for success, and deduct corresponding points for failure.

  Sure enough, the more depressed, the more fierce the rebound. The desire in the heart can be manipulated to a certain extent.

  Li Donglai looked at him dumbfounded, he didn't expect you to be such a master.

   Pei Ziqi looked at his eyes, really looked at neuropathy again, mixed with such a trace of abnormal meaning.