My Sister is a Big Star

Qin, you are a kung fu master, so do you dare to let me slap you? Martinez said aggrievedly.

Are you questioning me? Qin Ze looked directly at him.

There was no answer, but Martinez stared at him intently.

Presumptuous! Qin Ze was furious, and said righteously: I kindly teach you the core techniques of Chinese Kungfu, and there is no charge. You don't want to learn and still question me? That's fine, I won't teach.

After finishing speaking, Qin Ze clamped the hollow tube with two fingers, and bent it expressionlessly.

No, please continue.

Qin, let me come.

I'll come, I'll come.

The melon eaters are even more excited.

In the dark, Qin Ze's fingers trembled slightly, excruciatingly painful. Guiding and bending the hollow steel pipe with two fingers relied on his increasingly perverted brute force under the training of the system.

Martinez was aggrieved to the point of internal injury, his heart was extremely complicated, and he felt that Qin Ze was taking revenge on himself, but would others believe him if he said it. On the contrary, it will make people feel narrow-minded.

Moreover, it seems that he joined in happily. Moreover, he knows real Chinese Kung Fu, and I can't beat him.

He didn't know that there are two words in China called Yangmou. Since Martinez was attracted by Chinese Kungfu, he was destined to be repaired.

Dig a hole in front of you, and you have to jump.

Qin Ze coughed and said, Practice the mind first, and I'll teach you how to practice Qi after everyone can stabilize the aura. But, we can't delay the filming work, and practice each other by yourself.

Slap each other.

The corner of Martinez's mouth twitched, he only slapped me but not others, it really was a trick.

So, on this day, there were occasional slaps and slaps on the set during the break time, and the slapper and the slapped were smiling, trying to stabilize the aura. Then communicate in private: Has your aura stabilized?

Slap me again.

It seems stable.

Qin Baobao and Su Yu laughed like crazy, her sister's lower abdomen and chest trembled violently, she covered her little mouth, her face was flushed red.

Suddenly, I felt that Lao Mei's IQ was hopeless.

In fact, there was a similar phenomenon in China in the 1990s: all the people learned Qigong.

Moreover, Lao Mei has longed for Chinese Kung Fu, but she doesn't understand it 100%, and then Qin Ze messes up things like a shit stick. There are living examples in front of him, and it's hard not to believe it.

On the twelfth day of filming in the United States, in late November, Qin Ze's birthday came.

For a billionaire with tens of billions of assets, the birthday party must be grand and luxurious, with a lot of guests coming and going, and luxury cars driving straight in... probably after I am middle-aged, it will be such a grand occasion.

Qin Ze, who was wandering around Los Angeles with his sister, thought to himself.

Before Qin Ze was nineteen years old, his family of four went out to a restaurant for his birthday. His older sister contracted his birthday cake for many years, so Qin Ze would also buy cakes for his older sister to celebrate her birthday.

The day before lo forced the system to find him happened to be his sister's birthday, and Qin Ze spent half of his pocket money to buy a cake for his sister. They were all wiped out by Chen Qinghong, Zhang Ya and other unlucky girls.

After going to college at the age of nineteen, he either went home or spent his birthday with his sister. My sister took him to roam around, driving a little red horse, running all over the Shanghai market, and when she saw a coffee shop with a good environment, she would sit down and have a drink, stroll around the mall, and eat snacks. Then time passed and it was night.

My sister would find a relatively high-end restaurant, order and take out food, and then buy cakes. They celebrated their birthday in a small nest of about 80 square meters at that time.

From Xianyu to King Haize, it has only been more than a year, and he has not completely converted to the outlook on life of a billionaire. Presumably, the same is true for my sister. She dragged Qin Ze around Los Angeles early in the morning.

Today she is wearing a bohemian dress, Roman shoes, and a women's hat with a large brim. She is holding her brother with one hand and pointing at the surrounding scenery with the other. She is lively and beautiful.

Walking downstairs in a retro building, Qin Baobao trotted forward a few steps, turned around lightly, and said softly, Ah Ze, help my sister take some beautiful photos.

Street shooting!

Around Qin Ze's neck was the DSLR that Qin Baobao bought just a few days ago, and it happened to be useful at this time.

In the warm sunshine, she was standing pretty with her hands behind her back, her face slightly raised, bathed in the sun, just when the wind blew up, pulling up her long skirt.

Under the skirt is the outline of two slender calves.

At this moment, Qin Ze seemed to be struck by lightning, so he forgot to take a picture and stared blankly at his sister.

On November 20, 18, the United States, on the streets of Los Angeles.

Qin Ze is twenty-four years old.

I want to lick my sister's leg and break it!

Twenty-four-year-old Qin Ze silently swears in his heart.

Ah Ze, the filming is ready. Qin Baobao said loudly.

Qin Ze came back to his senses, quickly pressed the shutter button, and then nodded: Okay.

Qin Baobao ran over slowly, Let me take a look, let me take a look... huh? It's so ugly, can you take pictures, my sister is blocked by a passer-by.

The rosy mouth pouted immediately, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he frowned delicately, and slapped him.

Then, shoot again? Qin Ze apologized.

Shoot better. Qin Baobao warned, twisted his waist, and ran back to the original place.

The new photos are perfect, there are no passers-by, no obtrusive cars passing by, Qin Ze thinks so, but my sister is not satisfied, she said that the photos you take are no different from those of a mobile phone camera, at most they have higher pixels.

Qin Ze humbly admitted his mistake.

Is it my fault for not lighting up the photography skills?

Qin Ze has always been tolerant of her sister's little girly complaints. If her sister beats someone up, Qin Ze will slap her down on the streets of Los Angeles with a big slam. But today he just wants to hug his sister.

After strolling around the city center and eating a lot of delicious food, Qin Baobao dragged him to the mall.

Originally, she was planning to buy clothes for Qin Ze, but when she was shopping, the woman's shopping instinct broke out, and then Qin Ze had nothing to do. When he left the shopping mall, he was wearing a mess of things, only a woolen coat belonged to him, and the rest belonged to his sister. Oh, and a pack of socks, too.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, my sister was going to the set. She was on the outskirts of Los Angeles, but she ordered a cake from a famous cake shop in the city center. Someone had to wait. Today is Qin Ze's birthday. I don't want to leave these things to my assistant. It will be boring.

Moreover, Qin Ze had no choice but to stay, so he sent his sister to the nanny's car, and he stood on the street and waved goodbye.

After the nanny's car drove away, he looked at his watch, and then sent a text message to Su Yu: I'm here, how about you?

Su Yu: Wait for me for ten minutes!

A scumbag who doesn't know how to operate in two lines is not a good scumbag!

Don't do 6 basic exercises, maybe there will be third-line operations in the future.

Or, four wires?

I recommend a book in friendship: The Reborn I Am My Second Uncle. The name is very skinny.