My Sister is a Superstar

“With or without her?” Qin Ze asked his teammates for advice.

“No Li Liang refused.

Liu Ziqiang and Zhao Bagang said that it didn’t matter.

Qin Ze invited him to join the game and joked, “maybe it’s really a sister?”

The second set was much easier than the first. After more than half an hour’s running in, Zhongdan was not dull and cute. At least, she listened to the command. She seemed to know that Qin Ze was the core of the team. As soon as he made a mark, she would be obedient. If Qin Ze asked her to come down the road, she would bump up and down the road. Let her hit Xiaolong, and hit Xiaolong on her butt.

Three wins in a row.

Qin Ze looked at the time. There was a professional class at 1:30 in the afternoon and at two o’clock.

“It’s offline. You can play by yourself.”

“No, no, I’ll win one more game and I’ll be promoted to silver. The great God asks for help, mamda. ” The opposite side is coquettish and cute.

“No, I’m going to class.”

“Roar, are you really a pupil?”

“Change small characters into big characters!”

“Where did the great gods go to university?”

“Shanghai University of Finance and economics.”

“I’m from the Shanghai stock market, too. Scatter flowers.”

“Oh.”

“Next time?” Probe into the interview.

Qin Ze said, “well.” , quit the game, settle, shut down.

In the afternoon of two professional classes, Qin Ze did not dare to fly away like the open class. Even if he went to university, the old man was also very tight on his grades. As the saying goes, “if you are young, you don’t work hard, you will be sad when you are old.”.

The old man is full of despair for Qin Ze’s future…

but Qin Ze’s level is limited. He can only understand half of Qin Ze after class. He is not a learning bully and can’t study in his spare time. In the past, he was often dragged to the library by Qin Baobao. After Qin Baobao’s graduation, he immediately said goodbye to the library.

At 6:00 p.m., after today’s class, Qin Ze went back to the dormitory with his roommate. He couldn’t escape the dirty nest of the boys’ dormitory, the garbage can that hadn’t been emptied for a week, with honey paper balls in it. There are yesterday’s takeout boxes and some clothes on the table. Fortunately, there is no smell in the air.

Qin Ze removed all the sheets and sheets he hadn’t slept for months and put them into a plastic bag, ready to take them home and throw them into the washing machine.

Four people chatting in the dormitory, Li Liang proposed to continue to fight in the Internet cafe in the evening, which was unanimously agreed by all. Qin Ze readily agreed that he was addicted to playing games and had not played games for some time.

“Look at the campus forum, look at the campus forum quickly!” Zhao Ba Liang has a voice.

Qin Ze and others opened the campus forum in doubt. There was a post that was put on the top and refined. The title was very funny: “striking the emperor’s face, beating the school grass with anger, Zhang Mingyu.”

The post describes in detail the wonderful process of Zhang Mingyu being slapped in the face by a nobody in the open class of the finance department in the morning. His writing style is sophisticated, and his writing is full of ups and downs. And then a couple of photos.

The first is the projection of selected Russian paragraphs, the second is Zhang Mingyu’s impassioned recitation, and the third is Qin Ze’s back, writing fast on the blackboard. The fourth is Zhang Mingyu’s gloomy face.

From the morning to now, in seven or eight hours, the post has already had more than 3000 views. The comments are 999 +

“there are pictures and truth, I believe it.”

“Well done.”

“My uncle will obey you.”

“What’s the trouble with my God?”

“Why there is no head-on photo, everyone is like him.”

“It doesn’t matter if you look at your back. How can you compare it with my God?”

“Face your sister, Lanzhou pancake.”

“Zhang Mingyu has a lot of brain powder. I heard from the students. It is said that the professor assigned the students extra-curricular tasks, translated the Russian language and wrote the feelings. Then Zhang Mingyu stood up and said that the professor didn’t need it. It’s too childish. I recited it in Russian on the spot. If you don’t agree, you will pretend to be forced. The students applauded one after another. At this time, the emperor suddenly stood up and exclaimed, “I have different opinions.” I saw him stride up to the platform, brush brush brush translated into Chinese characters, and refuted Zhang Mingyu’s view… My classmate said that he and his friends were shocked. ”

“Upstairs, I’m laughing to death. This is the legend of pretending to be forced, but being fucked!”

“I feel pain in the face.”

“Zhang Mingyu excitedly put on the right face: please continue!”

“We have a lot of rich people. Let the rich second generation know what a mountain is higher than a mountain.”

“Landlord fool, long live Zhang Mingyu, Zhang Mingyu is invincible, Zhang Mingyu will last forever… Zhang Mingyu smiles and puts down the gun pointing to my head!”

In the comments, most of them are happy to see and hear. There are also many supporters of Zhang Mingyu. You come and go, and your words are fierce.

“Qin Ze, you are angry.” Li Liang was overjoyed as he read the comments.

Qin Ze worried and said, “can I live till tomorrow? Will Zhang Mingyu buy a killer to kill her

Zhao Bailiang patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, “brother, go all the way, and trust me with the account number of Xunlei.”Liu Ziqiang said with a smile, “show me your sister’s photo before you leave.”

“Get out of here!” Qin Ze laughed and scolded, threw his cell phone on the bed and began to take off the pillow case. I almost forgot the pillow case.

At this time, Qin Ze’s phone rang, looked down, Caller: elder sister!

Qin Ze connected the phone, opened the hands-free, while removing the pillow case, said: “why?”

“Where are you?” From the loudspeaker came Qin Baobao’s sexy voice line, some hoarse, some whine.

Li Liang, Zhao Baliang and Liu Ziqiang looked at the mobile phone with their eyes shining.

“At school, what’s wrong with you?” Qin Ze knows that she has something to do. Her voice is not sweet at all.

“Why don’t you come back yet?”

“I’ll be back later, or I may not be back in the dorm.” Qin Ze said that as soon as they played games, it was common for them to stay up all night.

“If you don’t come back, I’ll jump to show you.” Qin Baobao said with a cry.

“What’s the matter?”

“Big aunt is coming…” Qin Baobao said wrongly.

“I’ll be right back.” Qin Ze hang up the phone decisively, carrying a plastic bag, back bag, stride toward the door.

The first aunt is here…

come back soon…

NIMA, there is a lot of information.

This boy is really a gold house, but also disguised as a single dog around them.

Three roommates swarmed in, one hugged his waist, one held his legs, and one closed the door backward.

“Psycho, what are you doing?” Qin zemun forced.

“You are not authentic. I will say that if you don’t live in school for three years, how can you not be greasy?”

“Who is the other party, grasps the grass, the voice is good sweet, good sexy, shameful hard.”

“Leniency in confession and strictness in resistance.”

“Go and go. I have no time to quarrel with you.” Qin Zehu’s body shakes open three pestering guys, opens the bedroom door, and flashes out.

All the way down to the trot, run.

Qin Baobao has dysmenorrhea, which he knows. When she lived with her parents before, she was very painful every time she had menstruation. At that time, with his mother taking care of him, Qin Ze watched the scene. At that time, he secretly congratulated himself that he was not a woman. As she gets older, she has less dysmenorrhea. Occasionally, she will go to the supermarket to buy her brown sugar, make a cup of brown sugar ginger tea, and add some dried jujubes. These are all taught to Qin Ze by her mother. Qin Baobao is an imbecile in life. She can’t count on herself.

“System, I saw in the points mall can exchange medical skills, can treat dysmenorrhea.”

“Host, please check by yourself.”

“NIMA!” Qin Ze made a rude remark. It’s time to run for a quick walk, open the integral mall, life: medical care: Traditional Chinese Medicine…

after reading for a long time, he finally found a prescription for female dysmenorrhea and a massage technique. A total of 80 points.

“Host, it is recommended that you directly exchange for” master of primary Chinese medicine “. Only 150 points are needed. After exchange, you can learn massage techniques automatically and get ten primary prescriptions.”

Qin Ze hesitated for a moment and chose to exchange for “master of primary Chinese medicine”. How to choose between one-time and permanent? Qin Ze did not need to be taught.

There are many pharmacies in the university town. There are two hospitals and one Grade-A hospital. However, there are not many stores selling traditional Chinese medicine. This is because there is a college of traditional Chinese medicine nearby. He took two subway stations and ran to the traditional Chinese medicine shop to catch all the herbs on the prescription. He took a taxi on the side of the road and got to the gate of the community in 15 minutes.

When Qin Ze opens the door and enters the room, Qin Baobao curls up on the sofa with her high-heeled shoes still on. She covers her stomach, frowns, looks pale, and perspirates from her forehead and nose.

“Why does it hurt again?” Qin Ze closes the door, the thing on hand throws to sofa, frown to ask: “still ache?”

Qin Baobao looks at him like a kitten. He has no strength to speak. He breathes out a word: “pain ~”

“go to bed first.” He grabbed Qin Baobao’s stockings and long legs, took off her high-heeled shoes, put his hands into the leg bend, picked her up horizontally, and walked back to the room.

“Oh, be gentle. You want to die of pain.”

When Qin Ze put her on the bed, her strength was heavier. Qin Baobao was shocked and almost shed tears.

Women are trouble!

Qin Ze murmured in his heart and reached out to untie the buttons on Qin Baobao’s chest. 36d was just like splitting clothes.

“For what.” Qin Baobao was startled. Although he was dying of pain, he still covered his chest subconsciously: “do you want to take the opportunity to molest my sister? I didn’t expect you to be such a Qin Ze, whining…

“my sister, take your hand away, there is not a shirt in it.” Qin Ze clapped open her hands, one by one untied, white shirt is very close to the body, after lying down on the flat belly and navel.

“Do you know how to untie your clothes? It’s so tight. ” Qin Ze complained repeatedly, moved to the end of the bed, raised her sister’s silk stockings long legs, slowly pressed Sanyinjiao acupoint, and then Taichong acupoint on instep. Three minutes later, he changed to Xuehai and Diji acupoints, and so on.Qin Baobao squints and flatters her eyes. With Qin Ze’s pressing action, “mm-hmm-ah”.

Half an hour, Qin Ze finger ache, a sweat, but can’t turn on the air conditioning, “how do you feel?”

Qin Baobao touched his stomach and blinked: “it doesn’t hurt.”

“It’s just temporary relief. I’ll fry a bowl of medicine for you now. You lie down and rest. Don’t blow the air conditioner. Cover the blanket. Keep warm.”

“Decoction?” Qin Baobao was stunned: “yes, what happened to your massage just now? When will you do it? Mom, if you make it early, my sister won’t have to suffer for so many years.”

“Massage techniques online to watch video learning, medicine is specially run to the Chinese medicine shop to ask the old Chinese medicine grasp, he said dysmenorrhea is very useful.” Qin Ze did not have a good airway: “it is not because of your old problem, I have studied for more than half a month.”

Suddenly, Qin’s younger brother was up and smiling

“Kiss you big head.” Qin Ze turned out of the room, carrying the herbs into the kitchen, cleaned, soaked for 10 minutes, put the soup pot in the fire boil for 15 minutes, small fire feed 10 minutes, a bowl of black medicine juice is cooked.

“Ooh… It’s hard to drink.” Qin Baobao tasted it, and immediately he was bitter.

“Good medicine tastes bitter.” Qin Ze talked about the golden sentences handed down from generation to generation.

Qin Baobao, under the threat of his younger brother’s eyes, pinches his nose and pours the medicine soup. He burps in a very unruly way.