The Best Actor and Best Actress

When men went to the bathroom, besides emptying their bladders, there were two other things they did: swore brotherhood and compared sizes.

Ninety-nine percent of men would sneak a glance at the equipment of the same sex beside them for comparison. Qin Ze had stopped doing that after puberty, because being invincible was such a lonely thing.

It was currently award time, so there were very few people using the restroom. Even those who needed to go would hold it in until after the awards were handed out.

Qin Ze came out of the restroom and saw his sister standing there, quietly waiting for him.

"I told you to go back first." He walked over.

Qin Baobao looped her arm through his. "Hmph, I'm always so patient when I wait for you, but all you do is complain about how slow I am!"

"How's that the same?" Qin Ze said. "There's never a line at the men's room. The line at the women's room can stretch outside."

Qin Baobao added, "Do you want a cigarette?"

"Whoa, are you all right in the head?" Qin Ze looked at his sister in surprise. "Don't you hate it when I smoke? What's gotten into you today? It's not like you won Best Actress."

"No," Qin Baobao said gloomily. "I've been sitting for two hours. My butt hurts."

"Hehehe, I'll give it a massage."

"Get lost. There are cameras here... No, even without cameras, no."

Qin Ze smoked a cigarette in one of the restroom stalls. Although there was a "No Smoking" sign posted on the wall, minor rules were never followed, especially when no one was watching. Even officials openly smoked beside "No Smoking" signs, let alone Qin Ze, who was not even a Party member.

The entertainment industry was full of smokers.