My Sister is a Big Star

This area is neither old nor new. The overall layout is very stylish. It is not as bright and fashionable as the new area, nor is it as old as the old one. The greening is well done, and the house structure is also atmospheric. It belongs to the kind of local people. Preferred neighborhood.

Yesterday, a crew came to the community. It’s not a rare thing, and it’s not the first time. A family ethics drama that was very popular in the past few years was used in this scene. In the TV drama, the parents of the male number one live. In this neighborhood.

This time, there were a few big stars in the crew. The uncles and aunts of the community watched with great interest. They soon separated. The older generations did not chase the stars, they just joined in the fun. Moreover, if you want to talk about the big stars, there is also a community in their own community. A bit, isn't that girl from the Qin family is a big hit. Several female stars in the crew are far behind her.

In the morning, there was a conflict between the crew and a certain owner of the community. Although most of the plots were shot indoors, there must be scenes in the community, but it happened that the owner was decorating and hindered the filming of the crew. The two sides had a dispute in the community, that is, Qin. A group of residents watched the scene that Ze and Bao Bao Qin came in just now. Later, after the property mediation, the crew spent some money, and the owner agreed to renovate another day.

  At this time, reporters from the visiting squad outside the community were interviewing the owner one by one. A woman in her early thirties was dressed up and followed by an uncle carrying a camera. It was a standard configuration. In this way, there should be big names in the crew.

  "Hello, can I do a simple interview." The woman caught an aunt who was wandering in the community.

  Usually, entertainment reporters visit the class and also interview in the crew. They will not be okay to find boring people who eat melons. But today, the crew just had a slight conflict with the community owners, and the editor can write an article on this matter.

  So after coming out of the crew, I will interview the people who eat melons by the way.

   "Yes, you can." The aunt spoke in Mandarin with a local accent, and her face was full of formal smiles.

   "There was a conflict between the crew and the owners of our community just now, didn't you? What do you think about this?" The woman finished speaking, and brought the microphone to the front of the aunt.

   "Look at the excitement, it's rare to have a crew...Don't be too curious..." the aunt said, stumbling.

  Everyone will be nervous when facing the microphone, or in a "high-profile" situation.

  The female entertainment reporter was a little disappointed. She wanted to hear a sharper answer, and said: “Will it cause any trouble to you? For example, the inconvenience in travel, or the inconvenience in your life when fans come over?”

   "There is nothing there is nothing." The aunt waved her hands again and again, with a hearty smile: "Isn't there anyone who came to film the scene a few years ago, I just left in a few days, and many people came to watch the excitement."

  Auntie thought for a while, "We also have a star in our community."

  The female reporter was taken aback, and said to her heart, what does this mean? There are also celebrities in your community.

  She searched for a moment in her mind, and she couldn't remember any celebrities living in this neighborhood, there were only a few big coffees from the first and second tiers in China, Shanghai stock marketers, and so on. And the star of that status would not live in this kind of old community.

   may be a small star in the third and fourth line.

   "Which celebrity lives here?" the female reporter asked.

  When this question was mentioned, the aunt seemed very happy and said: "The old Qin in the 9 buildings and 2 units..."

At the unit door next to   , an uncle who hugged the baby came out and complained loudly: “I’ve been crying all the time. Maybe it’s shit. Come back and change your diapers.”

   spoke the Shanghai dialect, and the female reporter understood half of it.

  The aunt hurriedly put down a sentence: "I changed my granddaughter's diapers."

  She embarrassedly smiled towards the camera, greeted her wife, took her granddaughter, and entered the unit door together.

  Half of speaking, the entertainment reporter was very anxious. She looked around and locked on an aunt again. The aunt's vegetable bag was broken, and the apples rolled all over the floor, and she was bending over to pick them up one by one.

  She is holding the phone in the other hand, making a call.

  The female reporter walked over and leaned over to help pick it up. The apples and a few bags of vegetables were repacked into the vegetable bag, but the rope was broken, and the aunt had no choice but to hold it.

  "Mom is downstairs. The bag is broken. You help Mom take a bag down again. Well, there is a new bag in the second cabinet in the kitchen."

   "Thank you!" The aunt hung up the phone, said with a smile, and looked up at the female reporter and the man holding the small video camera.

  "Are you filming TV?" she asked.

  Looking at her appearance alone, one can only guess that she is between forty and fifty. She is well maintained, without the puffy eye circles of ordinary aunts, and the figure that has lost her shape and fat in her old age. The crow's feet at the corners of her eyes gave her a touch of charm.

   Very beautiful aunt.

  "We are here to visit the crew, Beluga Entertainment Weekly." The female reporter said, "Can I interview you a few questions by the way?"

Aunt    smiled and said, "You said it."

  The female reporter asked the question again. The aunt’s answer was quite satisfactory and harmonious. She didn’t complain or complained. The female reporter thought to herself that the editor’s article might not be too watery, and she was blind.

   Then she asked: "I just heard an aunt say that there are celebrities living here in your community, is it true?"

  I just asked casually, anyway, even if there is, it’s not a well-known artist, maybe celebrities are not counted, the general public often confuses the concepts of celebrities, celebrities and Internet celebrities.

  The beautiful aunt listened, she was silent, her face hesitated.

  "Isn't it convenient to say?" the female reporter asked.

   "If you broadcast, will there be paparazzi squatting here every day? What if someone knocks on the door to sign?" the aunt said hesitantly.

  Female reporter: "..."

What's all about this, the paparazzi don’t squat, it’s hard to say, knocking on the door to sign is too funny, I didn’t ask you where the celebrity lives, and the first- and second-tier big coffee, which one is not squatting by the paparazzi .

   "No, no, don't worry." The female reporter said.

  If there is a celebrity living in this community, you can add a few hundred words when you write an article.

   "It should be my daughter." The beautiful aunt said, "But I don't know if my son is a star. I heard that he is also quite popular."

  Female reporter: "???"

  Did she misheard it?

  She understands everything the beautiful aunt says, but why doesn't she understand it at all?

  Female reporter: "Your daughter... is a star?"

  The female reporter was unbelievable.

   "Hey, my daughter and son." The aunty looked over the shoulders of the female reporters, looked behind them, and said happily.

  The female reporter turned her head to look subconsciously, and the man holding the small video camera also turned around and turned the camera back.

  A pair of young men and women walked over. The man was just over 1.8 meters tall, handsome, with short hair, wearing a black leather jacket, a pair of dark slacks, and sneakers on his feet.

  The young woman is holding his arm, a light blue down jacket, tight pencil pants, a pair of long straight and well-proportioned legs, and a pair of white snow boots.

  The woman wears sunglasses, and the slightly short-sighted female reporter can't see clearly, but the man is very familiar and super familiar.

  "Qin...Qin Ze?!" The female reporter stammered.

As a qualified entertainment reporter, it is impossible for her to not know Qin Ze. Although this Qin Ze is not a person in the entertainment industry, his popularity and exposure is even better than that of some small stars. Unusual third-rate stars are not as good as him. The title of his fast gunner is already famous, like a thunderbolt.

  Then the woman beside him, there is no doubt, Baby Qin!

   My sister is awesome, my younger brother is also awesome, and the siblings add up to be awesome.

  The female reporter ran over excitedly, "Mr. Qin, hello."

  Baby Qin frowns.

  Qin Ze blinked: "Hello, are you?"

  "I'm a reporter from Platinum Entertainment Weekly, Li Ru." The female reporter flushed with excitement: "Can I give you a simple interview."

   Female reporters wear ol suits and are in good shape. Between twenty-five and thirty, women of this age will have a mature charm as long as they can dress up.

  Qin Ze looked at it more without complicated thoughts, but his sister secretly pinched his arms twice, thief.

  Baby Qin is not a big-bellied woman, with a small temper, and a lot of careful attention. She is generous and well-trained outside, not pretending, mainly because there are few people outside who are worthy of her temper.

My sister’s world is not big, and Qin Ze occupies a large part. She regards her younger brother very importantly, but baby Qin hates all the coquettish **** who wink at Qin Ze, and for the same reason, she doesn’t like Qin Ze staring at other women. Look.

   "I can, my sister is not convenient." Qin Ze said.

   "Then...thank you." The female reporter nodded, "Do you live here?"

   "My parents live here."

  "Excuse me, what is the recent work arrangement of Tianfang Entertainment?"

   "There is no special arrangement for the time being."

   "When is Baby Qin's next album?"

   "Wait for next year."

   "Does Baby Qin have a boyfriend?"

   "Just answer my questions."

   "Then do you have a girlfriend?"

  Qin Ze glanced at his sister and shook his head: "No."

  The female reporter asked a few more questions and left with satisfaction. This content is enough to edit two thousand words.

  Today's task was overcompleted.

  Entertainment reporters like them run around every day. In fact, what they shoot may not necessarily be written as an article and published, but if they are favored and sent out as small entertainment news, they will get a commission.

  She can cut today's stuff into two news, one article becomes two articles, and one more income.

  Qin’s mother was holding a vegetable bag, and moved in small steps: “Is it okay? Will someone knock on the door? Or the paparazzi squatting in the community?”

  While speaking, Qin Ma glanced at her daughter's hand holding her son's arm.

  The liver hurts. Which girl holds her brother’s arm like this all day long.

  Said but embarrassed to say.

"No, the paparazzi is where I live. It doesn't matter. I don't have a boyfriend. It doesn't matter how they shoot." Qin Baobao noticed the expression in his mother's eyes and let go without moving, and stroked him. Hanging temples.

   "Mom, let me come." Qin Ze took the vegetables and fruits from his mother, quite heavy.

  Back home, Qin Ma cleaned the apple, cut it into pieces, inserted a toothpick, and carried it to the living room. Along the way, Teddy was pestering her calf.

   "Mom, this dog is so nasty, let me tell you, hurry up and send it away." Qin Baobao frowned.

  "Wait for your Aunt Zheng to be discharged." Qin Ma said helplessly.

   "Thick, that's the end of the calf, pancreatitis is very boring, at least ten days and a half months, severe months." Qin Ze said.

   "Isn't it?" Qin Ma was taken aback, searched on her phone, and said depressed: "Really."

   "Then we won't be back this month." Qin Baobao's voice was filled with a little joy.

   "I thought I had never given birth to your daughter." Mother Qin snarled, and her conversation turned: "By the way, the movie you two made is about to be released, today or tomorrow?"

  Baby Qin and Qin Ze looked at each other and thought, finally came.

   "Today." Baby Qin pretended to be relaxed: "Mom, there's nothing good to watch. I'm not a lead actor, so I will be a guest."

   "Aze is the leading role, I heard your dad say." Qin's mother laughed and said, "My son is making a movie for the first time, of course he wants to see it."

   "Of course not." Qin Ze said.

"Why?"

"I have no acting skills, mom, you don't know, I'm just the kind of "no acting" and "very embarrassing" little fresh meat mentioned on the Internet, and junk movies with tickets, nothing good. Then there will be someone scolding in the cinema. My acting skills are poor, and you don't feel comfortable listening to it, don't you?" Qin Ze said.

  The director burst into tears.

  Working hard to prepare a two-year movie, somehow it becomes a junk movie.

   "It's okay, I didn't feel angry when the baby was scolded by you a while ago. Could it be more fierce than scolding her?" Qin Ma didn't care.

  The absolute truth, some time ago, when the old man looked at the computer, swiped on Weibo, and jumped into anger, Qin Ma's face was light and breezy.

   Psychological quality exploded.

  Qin Ze would say more, his sister's feet touched him and motioned to shut up.

  Baby Qin took out his mobile phone and poked his slender white fingers on the screen, "Mom, let me see for you, there should be tickets tonight."

  If it were an ordinary parent, Baby Qin would definitely say "Oh, no tickets, what a pity." But this lie deceived Qin's mother and could not deceive the old man. And Qin's mother just doesn't like to surf the Internet, it doesn't mean she can't. Anyway, Qin's high school education, if she didn't want to study, maybe she could rush to the university, the university of that era, tut!

  Baby Qin poked, and suddenly said, "Oh, mom, my stomach hurts..."

  Then my sister lost her mobile phone, clutching her belly, looking at her chubby buttocks, and groaning in pain on the sofa.

   "What's wrong? Did you have dysmenorrhea again?" Mother Qin was taken aback, holding her daughter, frowning and saying, "Aren't you these few days, you have a bad stomach?"

  Baby Qin's head was buried in his mother's arms, and he hummed: "That might be a bad meal, it hurts, oh oh oh..."

  She showed one eye and winked at her brother.

  Qin Ze only then realized that his sister was pretending to be sick. Just now he was terrified, and he subconsciously hugged her, but it was fortunate to hold back. My mother is here.

Sister    is really good acting and good intentions.

   "That mother will take you to the hospital?" Qin's mother was anxious.

   "No need...Stomach hurts, go to the hospital, not so hypocritical...Ouch..." Baby Qin said "painfully".

   "That mom will help you go back to your room to rest."

   "No, I'm sleeping in Mom's arms. I am Mom's good-looking baby." Qin Baobao didn't forget to act like a baby, and Qin's mother was distressed and relieved.

  Awesome my scheming treasure.

  It’s more comfortable to lie on the bed with a stomachache. Qin’s mother helped her daughter go back to the room and helped her rub her belly for a long time. Baby Qin said it’s much better, but she didn’t dare to say that it hurts. She had to act until the evening.

   "Mom, how is she with sister." Qin Ze nibbled at the apple, pretending to care.

  "It’s much better. You said you eat bad food, but you don’t have diarrhea or vomiting. You always feel safe to go to the hospital to check it out." Qin’s mother was worried.

   "It's not a doll, it's not so hypocritical, just feel painful."

  Qin mother beat her son once.

   "I'll go see her." Qin Ze bit the apple and sneaked into her sister's room.

  She was sitting on the bed and playing with her mobile phone, and she subconsciously retracted into the quilt. Seeing that it was Qin Ze who came in, she rolled her eyes.

   "Smart!" Qin Ze sat on the edge of the bed and gave a thumbs up.

  "Help me get an apple, don't patronize and eat by yourself." Baby Qin pushed him.

  "Your stomach hurts, what kind of apple do you eat." Qin Ze handed her half an apple: "Eat mine."

  Baby Qin gnawed half an apple, like a rabbit gnawing a carrot. Soon after eating the apples, my sister hugged Qin Ze's neck from behind and breathed in his earlobe: "Stomach hurts, Aze rubs my sister?"

  Qin Ze is unmoved.

   Sister lowered her voice, like doing a shameful deed, "Open the clothes and rub them."

  Qin Ze still ignored it.

   "Hey!" she yelled unhappy.

   "I think, you pretend that your stomach hurts, you can't pretend to be for two days, or your parents have to force you to go to the hospital." Qin Ze said.

   "Why do you think so much." Baby Qin smiled sweetly, how charming and charming, "Sister rubs your belly, can't you come."

  Qin Ze gritted his teeth, this grinning soymilk maker.

  "Is it particularly exciting to step on the steel wire?" Qin Ze said angrily: "Believe it or not, I will reward you with a good meal."

  Baby Qin covers his **** and looks at him vigilantly.

   "Then, tomorrow you pretend that your stomach hurts?"

   "I pretend to be useless, besides, our sisters and brothers have a stomachache. Mom is not a fool."

   "Oh, why do you think so much, talk to your sister." Qin Baobao pulled the quilt and covered himself and his younger brother in it.

  Of course it’s just talking. Qin Ze is used to talking with her sister under the covers.

  They chatted for a while in the bed, and Qin Ze's cell phone rang.

  Caller ID: Zhao Tiezhu!