My Sister is a Big Star

  The next morning, Qin Ze woke up unimpeded for morning exercises, unexpectedly did not see Wang Ziyan get up, the door of his sister's room was closed, he was strange, and it was difficult to knock on the door to ask. So I went out to exercise alone.

   Returned at 7:30, the two sisters still did not get up. Qin Ze sat in the lobby to have breakfast and opened the system interface conveniently. Going to the mall has become his daily entertainment, just like visiting UC every day.

  Click to open the system interface and find that an "exclamation mark" is flashing in the upper right corner. He tapped his finger, and the interface changed: "Congratulations to the host for completing five missions, please receive mission rewards."

mission rewards?

  What the hell!

  Behind the prompt, there is a gift box icon.

  Qin Ze was curious about three points and looked forward to it, and clicked on the "gift box" icon.

  "Ding, congratulations to the host for a micro-adjustment of the face. It has been used automatically."

  Face micro adjustment?

  Qin Ze was stunned. The next moment, he felt his face hot and hot, and his skin was itchy like ants crawling. What the **** is facial adjustment? It shouldn't be a facelift, but don't make me look like a face.

  He jumped up from the chair and plunged into the bathroom.

  In front of the big mirror in the bathroom, Qin Ze stood blankly, like a sculpture.

  At this moment, Qin Ze's mind is full of: Fuck!

  A handsome young man was reflected in the mirror, tall, well-proportioned and vigorous, with a well-defined face. This is Qin Ze’s face, but it’s a little bit different from usual. The eyebrows are getting sharper, the eyes are piercing, the bridge of the nose is tall, the lips are slightly thin, the acne marks on the face have disappeared, and the skin is delicate. Use one word to describe: the face is like a crown jade.

   is still Qin Ze’s face, but his facial features are more refined than before. He used to be a handsome guy who died of death, but now he is a well-deserved handsome guy. Putting him and Zhang Mingyu together is not inferior at all.

   At least two steps in his appearance, and now he is the younger brother of Baby Qin.

  Finally, there is no need to be laughed at by outsiders: Tiger sister and dog brother.

  Long is not handsome, it has always been Qin Ze's heart disease. First, Qin Baobao was born with the same mother, why is there such a big gap. Secondly, because she has mediocre aptitude, and she is not handsome.

  In fact, Qin Zechang's facial features are good, and he is a very attractive type. You can't find a girlfriend unless you find a girlfriend. But his vision has long been taken care of by Baby Qin, and he doesn't like ordinary girls. Think about it, marrying a mediocre wife and taking it home for dinner, Baby Qin sits on the side, the proper lady and maid.

  Liu Ziqiang's motto: Men should be self-improvement.

  Qin Ze’s motto: Men don’t eat with their faces.

  Look, look sad.

  Qin Ze was stunned for more than ten seconds, his eyebrows suddenly jumped, and he climbed up on his face with joy.

  From now on, I am also a person of beauty.

   "I stand on the cusp of the storm and hold the sun and the moon revolving tightly..." Qin Ze sang loudly.

   "What song did you sing in the morning?" Wang Ziying's soft voice rang out the door, and she pushed the door in. "Have you washed up? I'm here."

Without waiting for Qin Ze's answer, she pushed in.

  Four eyes face each other.

  The prince was dumbfounded, her hair was messy, her complexion was a bit poor, and she was originally sleepy-eyed. At this moment, her eyes widened suddenly, staring straight at Qin Ze.

  Qin Ze has a guilty conscience, jokingly said: "What do you look at."

   Wang Ziyan opened his mouth, and it took a long time to react, rubbing his eyes vigorously, and staring directly at Qin Ze.

  Knead again, look again!

  Qin Ze's thoughts turned sharply, thinking about excuses.

  Prince Yan turned around and ran into the room with his slippers crackling, "Baby...Baby, get up quickly, get up quickly..."

  Qin Ze looked in the mirror, touched his chin, speechless.

  As for such a big reaction?

  For a moment, Wang Ziyan dragged the confused baby Qin over. Baby Qin followed suit, squinting, his right sleeve was tightened by Wang Ziyan, revealing the white and round right shoulder.

  "Slow down, slow down...what's so good about Qin Ze, and he's not a handsome guy."

   "He, he, he..." Wang Zijin said incoherently: "Is it my dizziness? Is it my myopia? Your brother has become handsome, so handsome. This is unscientific."

   "Insane..." Baby Qin mumbled: "Don't make fun of you, Qin Zeshuai? I think your eyes are really dazzling..."

  Baby Qin shut her mouth, because she saw Qin Ze standing in front of the mirror, her dim sleepy eyes instantly awake, and that expression was a **** of a life.

  She was even more surprised than Wang Zijian. How long did Wang Zijian know Qin Ze? This is her younger brother in more than 20 years. She is too familiar with Qin Ze, and she knows how many acne marks are on her face.

  Baby Qin stared vigorously, his sharp eyes made Qin Ze hairy.

  Don’t blame Baby Qin for this reaction. It’s the same for everyone. The relatives around him were still a bad boy the day before. After a night, Nima turned into a male god.

  "You are Qin Ze." Baby Qin said in a deep voice.

   "What do you want to say." Qin Ze asked in a blank expression.

  Baby Qin's eyes are sharp, like an RB ghost torture the underground party, trying to find flaws in Qin Ze, but she failed. Qin Ze is still Qin Ze, with the same face as before, but more delicate and beautiful.

  "What is my favorite food."

  "Chicken stewed with mushrooms."

"my dream?"

   "Be a star."

   "The greatest shame in my life."

"your name."

  "What color is my underwear."

"This problem is terrible. When you were in junior high school, the underwear was cartoon, basically white. When you were in high school, most of them were white and yellow. After college, the color styles increased, but white and yellow were still the most popular. After graduation. After that, except for T-shaped (harmonious) pants and **** underwear, there are basically a few other styles. Oh, you also have **** underwear. I don’t know which man gave it on the birthday, um, black."

  The prince was dumbfounded, what kind of ghost brother, sister’s underwear is as precious as the treasures, he said...

  Baby Qin breathed a sigh of relief and patted Wang Ziyan on the shoulder: "Don't doubt, this is my brother."

She stepped forward two steps and held up Qin Ze's face: "How could this happen? When I wake up, my younger brother has become a male god. I feel that you have changed a lot, but I don't feel that much. This face is still my brother. "

  The prince was surprised: "Qin Ze, did you sneak a plastic surgery in the morning?"

   "Fart, plastic surgery also needs a recovery period." Qin Ze broke away from his sister's hand and vomited.

   "What's all the fuss about, isn't I just like this? I think it's normal, right? You have a problem with your eyes."

  Baby Qin scratched his head: "Is it because my sister doesn't pay enough attention to you?"

Wang Zijin pondered: "From a biological point of view...Forget it, I don’t understand biology, but I just think it’s unscientific. They say that the eighteenth change of women is a big one. changing."

  Baby Qin made the reasoning action of Conan Jun’s chin resting on his chin: “It’s not a description of a big change. The nose, eyes and mouth are still Qin Ze. It just feels weird...”

   "Now that makeup is so good, what am I doing," Qin Ze quipped, "I run and exercise every day, and my complexion improves, my spirit is refreshed, and people naturally become more energetic. I look more handsome."

  After a long period of talking about it, I finally got through. Sister reluctantly believes that her younger brother is naturally beautiful, but he has been "buried" before. Wang Zijin also reluctantly believed that he did not pay enough attention to Qin Ze before, he was so handsome...

  Baby Qin had breakfast and had to go to work. Before leaving, he held Qin Ze’s face and looked at it for a long time. When I turned around, I do not know what I mumbled and went out to work.

   Ten o'clock in the morning.

  "Shall I go to the vegetable market, together?"

   "No, I'm not feeling well."

  Qin Ze moved in his heart: "Auntie is here?"

  The dignified goose of Wang Ziyan blushed, and cast an angry look: "No."

  "But I can smell the **** smell of you, and I can tell from your complexion." Qin Ze talked about his aunt with his sister and best friend.

   "The baby told you?" Wang Zijin has a generous personality and is not angry at Qin Ze's abruptness.

   "I know Chinese medicine."

   "Bag."

"Whether you believe it or not, I'm telling the truth anyway. Fortunately, you don't have dysmenorrhea, unlike Baby Qin, otherwise you will suffer." Qin Ze said, "I read less, but you can't deceive me." Expression: "Besides, you didn't even take a bath, it's not what auntie is."

  The prince blushed and stared: "Could you not talk about this topic?"

   "Okay, I'm out of the house."

  The facial micro-adjustment of system rewards has an immediate effect. This can be seen from the reaction of Qin Baobao and Wang Zijin. Qin Ze walked on the road and felt this change again.

  A young woman walked over on the sidewalk ahead. The two of them were still more than ten meters away. She stared at Qin Ze's face fiercely, and her eyes stayed on Qin Ze's face until they passed by.

  For another example, when waiting for the traffic lights, a few school girls in school uniforms, junior high school students, they talked and laughed, their watery eyes kept peeking at Qin Ze.

  Qin Ze's emotions have been all day long. He finally enjoys the treatment of Baby Qin. It is the focus wherever he walks. There are always sisters and older sisters peeking at him.

  He has a long and well-proportioned physique, handsome and handsome, and he has long legs in the eyes of a full-fledged woman.

  I have to pick out the defects, it is probably the ordinary temperament that mediocrity has developed for more than two decades, and it is difficult to reverse it in a short time.