My Sister is a Big Star

"Sleep for another half an hour, get out." Qin Baobao scratched his head irritably, turned his head, and shouted towards the door.

"Don't sleep, get up, have breakfast, and go back to Shanghai." Wang Zijin said.

While speaking, there was an urgent knock on the door.

I can't sleep anymore, Qin Ze patted his sister's buttocks, and said softly, "Get up."

Qin Baobao pouted. She really didn't sleep well last night. She rarely had bags and dark circles under her eyes, but she actually had obvious outlines of dark circles.

"when did you sleep lastnight."

"Two or three o'clock." Qin Baobao said angrily, "You vomited several times."

"You cleaned it up for me?" Qin Ze was a little moved.

"No, I asked the waiter to clean up."

"..."

So, sister, how did you take care of me, look at my face, count my eyelashes, and then fall asleep happily?

"I, I didn't do anything last night." Qin Ze remembered that he was not very honest last night.

"You, what can you do, drunk like a dead dog." My sister's eyes wandered.

"oh."

It doesn't matter, anyway, my sister's body is old and familiar, and the facial cleanser spanks her buttocks with a dazed look, nothing to be embarrassed about.

He even accidentally broke in while his sister was taking a shower.

Qin Ze lifted the quilt and found that he was wearing pajamas, and someone changed his clothes last night.

I remembered again that the reason for my impulsiveness was because of a little girl picking mushrooms. Otherwise, he wouldn't move even if he was so drunk.

It's a pity that I was too drunk last night, so I didn't do too many extra things.

"You changed my pajamas for me?" Qin Ze asked.

"Yes, yes," said my sister.

Oh, it's you, baby maggot picking mushrooms.

Qin Ze got out of bed and opened the door, Wang Zijin and Su Yu entered the room frowning, looked left and right, saw Qin Baobao who was lazily sleeping on the bed, with different expressions.

"You, you, you...you two slept all night?" Su Yu's tongue tied in shock.

"Self-defense." Wang Zijin murmured.

"What did you say?" Su Yu stared at her.

Qin Baobao stood up and stretched his waist. Under the thin pajamas, his chest was straight.

Wang Zijin and Su Yuqi turned their heads away, cleverly avoiding the heart-piercing scene.

"Yo, you two wake up so early." Qin Baobao pushed his hair up along his forehead.

Both ignored her.

"What time did the crew come?" Qin Ze's mind was still not bright, and he became very dull after being hungover.

"Leave at eight o'clock." Wang Zijin said.

Qin Ze took out his cell phone from beside his pillow, it was 7:30 in the morning.

After pondering for a moment: "Let the production staff go first, let's start at ten o'clock, sister, you can sleep for a while."

Qin Baobao nodded and said coquettishly, "But I'm hungry."

"I'll bring you some breakfast. You brush your teeth first, and then go back to sleep after eating?"

"Yes." Qin Baobao said, "I want to eat sesame balls, fried dough sticks, and crab roe dumplings."

"There are no crab roe steamed buns in the hotel." Su Yu said.

Qin Baobao looked at him softly: "Ah Ze..."

"I'll go out and look around, I should be able to buy it," Qin Ze said.

Wang Zijin and Su Yu gritted their teeth angrily.

 …

Taking the nanny car to the high-speed rail station in Lincheng, Qin Ze and the others transfer to the high-speed rail. Unless they are professional paparazzi, ordinary people seldom notice them.

Qin Ze and Qin Baobao have never been able to get rid of the professional paparazzi's stalking and candid shots, but they just don't bother to care about it.

None of the entertainment stars are clean!

This is the creed of the professional paparazzi.

Countless examples of predecessors are there, as long as you dig up a piece of lace news and a picture of the truth, the paparazzi will prosper.

In the paparazzi industry, it has always been three years without boiling the pot, and eating it for three years.

Qin Baobao and Qin Ze, one is the traffic queen and a popular singer. One is a well-known figure worth tens of billions.

As long as you dig out their negative news, don't even think about the eight-figure hush money.

However, it has been almost a year since Qin Baobao debuted, and there was no negative news at all, and no photos of her going in and out of hotels with wild men were captured.

The fans also believed in her, saying that Qin Baobao is Tian Fang's boss, and all the unspoken rules in the entertainment industry are invalid for her, and she will always be pure and pure.

The more this happens, the more excited the paparazzi will be.

As long as you keep an eye on it, you can dig out shocking news.

This is the belief of professional paparazzi.

Once the negative news is dug up, it will definitely be earth-shattering.

There is also Qin Ze, Qin Ze has very little negative news, and in the entertainment circle, there is almost no news about his unspoken rules for a certain actress.

On the contrary, someone took pictures of him and the mysterious woman walking in the rain.

But this is entertainment news at best, not earth-shattering at all.

Isn't it normal for a single young man to have a girlfriend? It's not like those little fresh meats, relying on the support of female fans, so you must always maintain a single image.

In the first class seat, my sister leaned her head on his shoulder and fell asleep.

In front are Su Yu and Wang Zijin.

The two of them didn't drink much yesterday, and they were supposed to take care of Qin Ze, but the elder sister kicked them out on the grounds that the lonely man and the widow were in the same room, which would damage their reputation.

However, they each have a guilty conscience and cannot refute.

That being the case, the younger brother who was drunk as mud was of course taken care of by the elder sister, so Qin Baobao stayed.

Su Yu was fine, at most, he would be disgusted by the close relationship between Qin Baobao and his younger brother.

But Wang Zijin kept a straight face all day and was very unhappy. She knew the virtues of the siblings.

Qin Ze turned his head slightly, looking at his sister's eyelashes flying up like bird wings, and the outline of a handsome nose under the mask.

Every time like this, his heart can always be settled.

The years are long, and they remain unchanged.

On the second day after returning to Shanghai, Qin Ze went straight to Tianfang Film and Television Entertainment, and personally participated in the editing. The level of editing directly affects the quality of the film.

For Qin Ze, who has high hopes for this film, he doesn't feel at ease if he doesn't watch it himself.

He also did the same thing in the last "If I Become a Memory". At that time, there was no way to do it. The task of the system was on his back.

Qin Baobao followed along to join in the fun. After three minutes of enthusiasm, he found that editing the film was not as interesting as he had imagined, so he turned around and ran to practice dancing and singing.

"Have you found a special effects company?"

During the meal, Qin Ze asked Mo Yu who was sitting across from him, beside him was his sister.

At noon, the employees of the post-production team were invited to have a meal, and they did not gather together in the conference room, so as to save the employees from being cautious when eating.

"Okay." Mo Yu nodded.

Because Qin Ze had repeatedly explained, and it happened to be the time period of the company's "reform", Mo Yu did not dare to relax in his work.

"Let me take a look at the special effects. If you can't, call them back and let them do it again." Qin Ze grabbed a chopstick and said suddenly, "By the way, have you thought about that?"

"What?" Mo Yu didn't react.

"Is it almost according to the usual standard, or according to a certain box office ratio?"

Mo Yu looked very hesitant, and forced a smile: "President Qin, I choose the usual standard, either because I don't have confidence in the box office, or because I'm used to seeking stability."

That's right, there is no confidence in the box office.

Qin Ze said: "Okay, when the time comes, your bonus will be distributed with others."

Qin Baobao immediately said: "What about my bonus?"

Qin Ze rolled his eyes, fumbled in his pocket for a long time, and took out a coin, "Hey, this is your salary and bonus."

Qin Baobao happily took it, and carefully put it into the pink wallet.

Mo Yu: "..."

These siblings really know how to play.

Qin Baobao is the largest shareholder of Tianfang, and the boss still needs salary and bonus?

Mo Yu actually didn't know that Qin Baobao only received the CEO's salary every month, and all the profits were kept in the public account. He never used the money to expand the small treasury. The real master of funds was Qin Ze. Not only Tianfang, but also Baoze and Zijing.

Qin Baobao wanted to expand the small treasury, and spent too much money, so he asked his younger brother to top up his wife's capital.

With the wife books from his sister, Qin Ze estimated that he could buy ten wives.

"President Qin, don't forget about the theme song." Mo Yu reminded.

"I will never forget." Qin Ze smiled calmly: "I have already written it."

"When did you write it? Why don't I know." Qin Baobao was dumbfounded.

"Did you know when I wrote a song?" Qin Ze said angrily.

Qin Baobao thought about it, it really is true, he is tired of being with his brother every day, but he has never seen him write a song, so the creative process, whether it is excitement or irritability, should be traceable.

But my brother seemed to hit his head, and the song came out.

"When I wrote the script, I wrote down the song by the way." Qin Ze explained for himself.

Anyway, I'm a fast shooter, and I'm famous for being fast, so don't be too surprised if I finish the job with a "swoosh"!

"Then record it as soon as possible." Qin Baobao said.

"Cantonese singing...can you do it?" Qin Ze looked at her.

"Cantonese, Cantonese songs?" Qin Baobao was confused again.

She would rather it be an English song than Cantonese, at least she speaks English very well, and in Cantonese she can only say: Eat shit, Pugazi!

"Eat shit, Pugaizi. Is there a Mandarin version?" Qin Baobao kicked him.

The last time she sang pompously, she practiced day and night for seven days, and her throat became hoarse.

"Mandarin is of course good, but singing in Mandarin always feels like it lacks flavor." Qin Ze stroked his chin, thinking.

"Actually, you don't need to sing perfectly. After all, making music in a recording studio is not as sophisticated as singing live, isn't it, and our sound engineer is professional." Mo Yu interjected.

Qin Ze slapped his sister's ass: "Go, get the staff."

Qin Baobao rummaged through boxes and cabinets.

Mo Yu's discerning eyes drooped, and he watched his heart without saying a word.

I have long been accustomed to the unrestrained and free way of getting along with their siblings.

Qin Ze taught his sister to sing in the office all afternoon, and Qin Baobao felt that it was almost done, so he went to the recording studio hand in hand.

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