The Wonderful Man with Eight-Pack Abs

Qin Ze came out of the shower, bare-chested, wearing a pair of large shorts, his body lithe and slightly thin, without excess fat. His abdominal muscles were already taking shape; his arduous training over the past half month had worn away the little excess fat he had.

Qin Baobao enthusiastically admired her younger brother's figure, clicking her tongue repeatedly, saying insincere words, "Having a few muscles is nothing great, who are you showing off to?"

Her gaze lingered, looking again and again.

Just like men squatting in the cafeteria, commenting on which girl has long legs and which girl has a slender waist, women also appreciate men's figures.

Qin Ze held his breath, making his eight-pack abs even more obvious, proudly saying, "Showing off to you. Do you remember our agreement?"

Qin Baobao feigned ignorance, "What agreement? Did we make an agreement?"

"Damn it, I knew you'd try to weasel out of it." Qin Ze rolled his eyes, wiping his hair as he walked towards his room.

Wang Zijing asked with a smile, "Baobao, what agreement?"

Qin Baobao pouted, whispering, "I bet with him that if he developed abs, I'd cook for a month. But I can easily get out of it, and he can't do anything about it."

"You two siblings are really interesting." Wang Zijing laughed cheerfully, then said with envy, "Is a good figure genetic in your family? You and Qin Ze both have such good figures."

"You're also very good," Qin Baobao said, chewing on a fried dough stick.

"I gain weight easily. If I don't exercise, I can gain five pounds in a month. I really envy people who can't get fat."

Qin Ze and his two older sisters finished eating. It was 8:30. He saw Qin Baobao still wearing pajamas and slippers, standing there unmoving, and asked, "Is today the weekend?"

"No, it's Friday," Qin Baobao replied.

"Then why aren't you going to work? Look at the time." Qin Ze immediately reminded her, urging his sister to get ready for work. Over the years, he had been both a younger brother and a father. If he didn't take care of Qin Baobao, she could sleep until noon.

"No rush," Qin Baobao waved her hand domineeringly, "Now that we've finished eating, let's talk about something."

It was rare for his sister to be so serious.

"What is it?" Qin Ze asked.

Qin Baobao handed over her phone. The screen showed a piece of information: I Am A Singer Season 2 premiere date, July 13, 2017.

"So?"

"No comprehension, destined to be unsuccessful your whole life." Qin Baobao threw a charming eye roll, "I said I wanted to participate in the second season, right? The contestants on the show are all small singers, but for your sister, they are genuine big shots. I'm a newcomer, how can I compete with singers?"

Qin Ze waved his hand and gave his sister a chop to the head, hitting her forehead, impatiently saying, "MD, just say what you want to say, stop dawdling."

Qin Baobao, for once, didn't fight with her younger brother, pouting, "So my main promotion is 'original', I promised the company that I would compose and write my own songs, and the company decided to allocate resources to support me. Since I have to write songs, inspiration is very important, so being late isn't important either."

"You're really courting death." Qin Ze covered his face, "Hey, Qin Baobao, where do you get your confidence? You dare to boast about anything."

Qin Baobao smiled, squinting her eyes, "Isn't there you? Besides, I don't have to write everything myself. After all, even the most talented singers can't mass-produce songs. The company's idea is to decide based on my performance after the competition. If I gain a lot of popularity, they will arrange a composer for me. Of course, it will still be announced to the public that I wrote it."

"Then you can slowly create." After hearing this, Qin Ze shrugged, getting up and walking towards his room.

Qin Baobao grabbed him, "You have to write that song today."

Wang Zijing, who had been listening for a while, interjected at this moment, "Invisible Wings? Hmm, that song is very nice."

Qin Baobao turned her head and said, "Not that one, he has another half-finished song, it's so good."

Wang Zijing's eyes immediately sparkled.

Qin Ze originally wanted to refuse because he hadn't exchanged for that song. The System had a rule that songs for trial listening couldn't be spread in any form or for any reason. And a song cost about thirty Points.

Ding! Main Mission, Show Off in Public (4/15): Help Qin Baobao complete "Legend". Successful completion rewards 70 Points, failure deducts corresponding Points.

"So little."

Qin Ze muttered to himself, not surprised by the sudden appearance of the Mission. The System had said that the appearance of Missions depended on the Host's inner desires. This Mission probably came from Qin Ze's desire to show off in front of a beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman wasn't referring to Qin Baobao, but Wang Zijing.

Qin Ze had no desire to show off in front of a woman like Qin Baobao, whom he had known since she wore open-crotch pants.

"Get paper and pen." Qin Ze put on airs, ordering his sister.

Qin Baobao happily ran into the room and found paper and pen.

Qin Ze scribbled lyrics on the blank paper, even composing music on the spot, drawing staff lines, and marking notes. Qin Baobao and Wang Zijing were dumbfounded, completely stunned.

"Just because I glanced at you in the crowd, I could never forget your face..." Qin Baobao sang haltingly, referring to the musical score. Having joined Star Arts Entertainment for more than half a month, she had received professional training and learning, and now she could understand the musical score to some extent.

"I'll sing it once for you." Qin Ze pressed his hand down, signaling his sister to be quiet. When the two great beauties cast bright eyes on him, he coughed, sat upright, gathered his breath, and opened his voice: "Just because I glanced at you in the crowd, I could never forget your face, Dreaming that one day I could meet you again by chance, From then on, I began to miss you alone, When I miss you, you are at the end of the sky, When I miss you, you are in front of my eyes, When I miss you, you are in my mind, When I miss you, you are in my heart..."

The clear and deep voice slowly floated in the hall, making people feel a faint sense of melancholy and deep affection. Qin Ze's singing skills were not bad, the key was that his voice was pleasant, and his breath was long, very suitable for singing. Qin Baobao was no longer the same as before. Comparing the musical score, she could hear several mistakes in the details, but it didn't hinder her surprise. Not because of her brother's singing, but because this song was so damn good.

Wang Zijing clapped her hands.

Qin Baobao smiled brightly, subconsciously wanting to kiss her brother a few times as usual, but considering there was an outsider beside her, she changed it to "patting his head", praising: "I didn't spoil you for nothing."

Ding, Mission completed, reward 70 Points.

Qin Baobao happily obtained the divine song and went to work with high morale, taking away the musical score, saying that she would ask the company's professional team to record the accompaniment.

Only Qin Ze and Wang Zijing were left at home.

Qin Ze focused on his stock market plan, harboring the childhood dream of "I can take his place". Wang Zijing sat on the other end of the sofa, wearing headphones, watching TV series. At some point, Qin Ze moved his eyes away from the screen, and when he reached for the teacup, he found Wang Zijing sitting next to him, watching the computer, not knowing how long she had been sitting there.

"The stock market has been quite hot recently." Wang Zijing spoke first.

"Because our great government is promoting it. After the bull market in 2014, the market index was half-dead for three years. At the beginning of 2017, it suddenly turned around. In half a year, the market index rose by 50%. As long as you pay a little attention to the news, you can find that whatever industry the news says is good, the stock of that industry will rise steadily. Even a fool knows that it is the black hand behind the scenes that is promoting it." Qin Ze said with a smile: "These were all said by my Old Man. I'm borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha. If I said something wrong, don't laugh."

Wang Zijing curled the corner of her mouth: "Are you planning to make a fortune?"

"I have this idea, but unfortunately I don't have money." Qin Ze said with a smile: "Miss Wang, why don't you invest some?"

Wang Zijing said pitifully, "What kind of young lady am I? I'm so poor I'm broke, that's why I've come to rely on you siblings."

Qin Ze smiled.

"Baobao keeps complaining to me about not having money, isn't she subtly trying to get me to leave?" Wang Zijing asked.

"If Qin Baobao didn't want you to move in, she has a hundred ways to make you give up the idea before coming to Hu City. We really don't have money, don't you know what she's like? She spends as much as she earns, it's okay when her job is stable. But she gave up a great future and insisted on resigning to become an artist. Her monthly salary is three thousand yuan, it's terrible."

"So, in order to get rid of poverty and become rich, you have to help your sister."

Qin Ze was stunned, then suddenly understood, "Sister Zijing, after all that you've said, you're actually digging a hole for me to jump into. You're trying to convince me to support her in a roundabout way."

"Yes, yes." Wang Zijing wasn't embarrassed at all when her little scheme was exposed, and followed the topic: "Look, you can write lyrics and compose music, and Baobao is beautiful and sings well, a perfect golden partner. But why are you so resistant to her entering the entertainment industry?"

"It's not that I'm resistant, it's my family that's resistant. So I'm resistant too, it's called political correctness." Qin Ze had plans to use his sister as a pawn, but at the same time, he was afraid of the Old Man's thunderous anger after knowing the truth. He himself was in a dilemma, hesitant and indecisive.

"Besides, the entertainment industry is so deep, there are all kinds of unspoken rules. Little stars who want to get ahead have to sleep their way up. Damn, with Qin Baobao's looks, she'll definitely become a black fungus in less than two years."

"Hey," Wang Zijing hit Qin Ze, half scolding and half angry, "Do you have to talk about your own sister like that?"

At seven o'clock in the evening, Qin Baobao called, "Qin Ze, don't cook tonight, let's go sing K."

"Sing your sister's K," Qin Ze said unhappily, "You know I don't like going to those places."

"I don't have a sister, I only have a brother," Qin Baobao said, "I don't like going either, but Chen Qinghong and Zhang Ya insist on me going, I guess they're going to introduce me to a boyfriend again. I don't want to go alone, you accompany me, and bring Zijing along too."