My Sister is a Big Star

   "Boom!"

  The loud noise and pain of the head hitting the ground made Qin Zeyou wake up.

   First, he covered his head and grinned, and then noticed that he was lying on the ground, the window was open, and the wind came in from the outside and lifted the curtains.

  There are laptops on the desk and half-written scripts. Outside the window, vehicles passing by, the wheels rubbing against the ground make noise.

  The time is 2:30 in the morning.

  Qin Ze lay on the ground in a big font, sweating profusely, and let out a sigh of relief.

   is just a dream.

  Fortunately, it's just a dream.

  I’m still King Hai Ze, my sister’s cutie, Su Yu’s pillar, and sister Ziying’s boyfriend.

  This is definitely the most terrifying nightmare in his life. It is ten thousand times more terrible than the dream of a cute young lady pouting her **** and waving at him when he was a teenager.

   Suddenly feel that life is so good.

  The reason why you have such a terrible dream, is it because of writing the script?

  Thinking about every day and dreaming at night, I almost got divided.

  "Host, are you awake?" The system's voice sounded.

   Listening to Qin Ze’s ears, it is simply natural, the sound of heaven is just so, it is countless times more beautiful than Su Yu's voice.

   "System, you can tell me a few more words."

  "Good host, you wake up the host." The system is very cooperative.

  Qin Ze burst into tears: "The first time I found out that your voice is so beautiful, it's like acting like a first love girl."

  "This metaphor makes me unhappy. Besides, you have no first love," the system said.

   "Let me tell you, I had a dream, a terrible dream." Qin Ze sighed: "In the dream, I have nothing, just a salted fish. I am not qualified for the blowpipe boy under my sister's crotch."

   "I know." The system said.

"you know?"

   "I am bound to your brain, and of course I can receive your brain waves." The system said: "Congratulations, I have finally experienced the true feelings of patients with scoring."

"What's the meaning."

   "You almost scored really well just now. To some extent, your acting skills can be linked to hypnosis," the system said.

   "Tell the calf, then if I act like a dog, am I really a dog?" Qin Ze retorted.

"Some people acted as a great good man. After he acted for more than ten years, he really became a good man. I have seen a short story. In the past, there was an upright and kind policeman who became an undercover gangster. Trying to play himself as a heinous bastard, many, many years later, he successfully completed the task, but left the police force and became another gang leader. Because he no longer knew how to be a policeman and a good guy, he was both inside and out. It’s so bad, it’s so dark.” The system said, “The so-called acting is actually a kind of self-hypnosis, suggestion, hypnotizing oneself into a role in the script, and substituting it immersively. This shows the explosive acting skills, the higher the depth Acting, the more like a kind of hypnosis. Turn on acting proficiency, crazily suggesting that you are fine, and then substituting it into the cases of those who are fine...It's a crazy idea."

  Qin Ze was speechless and could only complain: "This is the mission I have received with the lowest sexual value. Looking back on it now, I have a lingering heart. I almost performed a big ending."

  "Fear comes from the bottom of my heart." The system said: "The reason why you have that dream... is not a dream. You are awake from beginning to end, and you are not sleeping on the table, but you are confused."

   "I didn't sleep?"

"Well, you sit on the table stupidly, talking to yourself, occasionally accompanied by body movements. Finally you climbed onto the bed, stood by the bed, and jumped. It's wonderful, but I can't have a bucket. Popcorn. By the way, the reason why you have that dream is actually the fear in your heart. You are afraid that my existence is just a dream of you. After all, it is too unbelievable. You are afraid that you will wake up and have nothing, this fear Being pressed in your heart, until today, through this opportunity, it has been infinitely expanded, expanded, and expanded again... If one day you are really finely divided, don't doubt, the ending just now is your future ending."

  Qin Ze was silent.

"Don't be frustrated, you have this kind of fear, it is normal." The system said: "Remember the high school student who said that he has a system and relies on poisonous chicken soup to become the king of the world, and the one who fantasizes about self-cultivation in the city? Middle-aged people, they gladly accept and believe that, in fact, they are the real essence."

  "I just want to know, do I really know how to fine-tune it." Qin Ze asked.

  "This question is worth five hundred points."

"roll."

   "It doesn't matter if I roll or not, you continue to write the script, there is not much time left for you." The system reminded.

"I won't write this script again." Qin Ze smiled: "I have a deeper understanding of precision, and it can even be said that I have refined it once. The scenes in my dream made me feel terrified. Why make up a virtual protagonist and story? I can adapt it based on the "real story."

  In order to write a script, both body and mind suffered tremendously.

  Qin Ze closed the laptop, closed the window, turned on the air conditioner, and fell asleep on the bed.

  Three days later, he did not accompany his sisters to the company, nor did he go to the company to find Su Yu, and began to retreat and write scripts.

  Inspired, writing very smoothly.

  On the morning of the fourth day, finish writing the script and leave the customs.

  Of course, she accompanied her sister to Tianfang Entertainment.

  Starting from today, we will begin preparations for shooting a new movie. Before that, I promised to give Huang Yuteng the new song "Guangdong Whore to Lost" to him.

  But before he could write the lyrics or score, Xu Jiao stepped on high heels, striding on a pair of tight and long legs, and knocked open the president's office.

  As soon as they met, they grumbled and pretended to be pitiful, and said, "Boss, you can't favor one another."

  You don’t need to guess what she means.

  Although it was only casually mentioned on the phone, Huang Yuteng’s agent was happy. This person is famous for the company's chatter, big mouth, and it's not confidential, he won't hide it.

   While pulling Xu Jiao’s manager to chat:

  "Mr Qin is going to write a song for Yuteng. I heard from Yuteng that the quality of the song is very good. By the way, does your Xu Jiao have any new songs."

  As a result, Xu Jiao’s agent became unbalanced, and she ran to Xu Jiao to chat:

  "Mr Qin has already written a song for Huang Yuteng. I heard it is a golden song, Jiaojiao, don't wait blindly, go to Mr. Qin quickly. The crying child has milk."

   "I want the golden song too, Qin, you should write me a song too." Xu Jiao sat on the opposite side of the sofa with a sullen expression.

  Women’s greatest weapon: acting like a baby.

  Smart women should learn this trick, not necessarily for husband or boyfriend, for good leaders, family elders, occasionally play tricks, as long as it is not excessively demanding, it is easy to get promises.

  Qin Ze has always been known for his affinity. Except for the assistant, the company employees said that Mr. Qin gets along well and is easier to get along with than Baby Qin.

  Therefore, these first- and second-tier artists in the company seldom respect him as their boss. They are prepared to say that they are three-point awe and seven-point close.

   Old acquaintances like Huang Yuteng and Qian Shishi are two in awe and eight in closeness.

  This kind of company interpersonal relationship has both advantages and disadvantages.

  The advantage is that artists are not easy to change jobs, and the relationship between friends is always stronger than the relationship between superiors and superiors.

  The downside is that you have to be more mellow and wise when dealing with things and tilting resources. The method of doing business in business is not very effective.

   "Where's the golden song, you should be a street vendor." Qin Ze didn't have a good temper, and casually threw a sister's lollipop.

   "I want to sing anyway." Xu Jiao peeled off the lollipop and took a bite.

   "He was made out of the album at the end of the year, but I didn't give it away for free."

"I know."

  Qin Ze couldn't think of any suitable songs for a while, he hadn't listened to songs for a long time, and rarely listened to female songs.

   "Otherwise, I will give you a song for free, but not one for each, but one for two."

  Xu Jiao’s eyes bloomed with brilliance, "Then I want to listen to the quality of the song first."

   "Look at what you said, which one of my songs has no quality?"