Movie/TV: How could my sister be Qiao Jingjing?

His salary for just one film role is worth several years of hard work in the education field.

Anyway, their beautiful daughter is already a big star, so what's wrong with their son continuing to work in the entertainment industry?

Wouldn't that mean that bright red Mao Zedong bills would flood into our homes like a river?

Although Qiao Yu had been beaten, he defended his father and retorted:

“My dad isn’t old-fashioned at all. Just two months ago, he told me: ‘A man should be established by thirty. Why rush to find a wife? Wait until you’re thirty and find an eighteen-year-old.’”

"Look how open-minded they are. It's just that the entertainment industry is a murky place, full of all sorts of dirty tricks."

"Our family is content with a modest life and doesn't want to get involved in those messy things."

"Is that so?"

Su Jinbei only had a superficial understanding.

Qiao Yu curled his lip: "If I hadn't been watching over Qiao Jingjing all these years, without your background, Sister Jinbei, she probably would have been sexually harassed long ago..."

"Sometimes, you can't escape the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry just because you don't want to."

Su Jinbei sighed softly, "You have to believe in your sister. Jingjing has always remained pure despite the mud."

Qiao Yu rolled her eyes: "She still thinks she's a fairy."

Su Jinbei struck a chord: "Then why do you still support her?"

Qiao Yu was speechless.

When Qiao Jingjing entered the entertainment industry, he was the first person in his family to support her.

After all, in his memory, the original Qiao Jingjing was a big star.

Moreover, he was confident that he could protect Qiao Jingjing.

Otherwise, why would he have poured his heart and soul into teaching Li Xuliang, simply for Xia Qing's sake?

Why did he go to Li Xuliang's invitation even though he doesn't like karaoke?

Because he needs to expand his network of contacts.

How do you cultivate relationships when you're stuck at home writing novels every day?

Li Xuliang is too inexperienced now; he only sees it as a long-term investment.

Xia Qing is more reliable, but this older sister and Qiao Jingjing are incompatible.

This is a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

The system's appearance was tantamount to giving him an unparalleled divine weapon.

On the road ahead.

He himself was the one who overcame all obstacles.

Not long after.

Qiao Jingjing bought a bottle of YN Baiyao spray.

There is a 24-hour pharmacy right next to the residential area.

Su Jinbei said, "I'm going to take a shower first."

The siblings were left alone.

Qiao Jingjing made Qiao Yu lie face down on the bed.

She took off her slippers and straddled her younger brother's waist.

It will make it easier to apply the medicine to him.

Seeing the shocking scars on her younger brother's back, Qiao Jingjing's tears streamed down her face, and she scolded:

"You old fool, you have no sense of proportion! He only has you as his son. If you hurt him, he'll regret it to death."

His sister sprayed medicine on his back.

Qiao Yu felt a cool sensation, followed by a burning pain.

Qiao Jingjing's fingertips were icy cold as she gently brushed across her younger brother's strong back.

While shedding tears, she cursed with deep resentment:

"At his age, he still has such a bad temper. Mom really doesn't know how to choose a man."

Qiao Yu said helplessly, "You can only boast about your words afterward. Who was the one who was scared out of their wits just now?"

Qiao Jingjing retorted, "He can hit me if he wants, but he can't hit Ayu."

Qiao Yu rolled his eyes.

Who was it that just backed away?

Qiao Jingjing cried, "Aren't you a man? If you don't protect your sister, who will?"

"My sister only has Ah Yu to rely on. After all, my sister..."

"I raised you with tears and sweat."

Qiao Yu continued to roll his eyes.

"It's good to know."

Qiao Jingjing frequently offered hindsight advice: "If I weren't worried about putting you in a difficult position, I would have fought that old man to the death."

"I'm even willing to have a real-life showdown with my sister for A-Yu."

Qiao Yu rolled his eyes again.

I thought to myself, you're practically a master of verbal sparring.

But seeing his sister crying so sadly, he didn't expose her.

Qiao Jingjing said thankfully, "Luckily you're stubborn and resilient, otherwise I would have had to send you to an orthopedic clinic in Germany."

"German Orthopedics..."

Qiao Yu looked at his sister with a strange expression.

They forgot to investigate why some people are shameless and have a strong backbone.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Jingjing asked, bewildered.

"Where did you learn that word?"

"Many people on Weibo have said it without any context, just mentioning the phrase 'German orthopedics'."

Qiao Jingjing revealed a smug little expression, feeling quite pleased with herself.

I also use internet slang.

Qiao Yu: "Do you know what this word means?"

Qiao Jingjing, who neither watches anime nor frequents forums, tilted her head:

"I don't know. There are tons of memes online, like mantis eel, mantis shrimp, and all sorts of other nonsense."

"Although I see it often, I just don't know what it means."

Qiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a serious tone:

"Promise me you won't search for German orthopedics."

"why?"

"Because it's poisonous."

At that moment, Qiao Yu felt a thud on his back.

Something is dripping down.

"What...what is this? Qiao Jingjing, did you snot fall on me?" Qiao Yu's expression changed drastically.

"No, those are tears."

The older sister made a pretext and quickly grabbed Qiao Yu's short-sleeved shirt to wipe it off.

Quickly destroy the evidence and cover up the crime.

"Are your tears in clumps?"

Qiao Yu accidentally knocked his sister over with his buttocks, then sat up in shock and anger, looking disgusted as if he had just eaten a dead rat.

"Oh my god, you even used my clothes to wipe your nose."

"How dare you talk to your sister like that?" Qiao Jingjing glared at her. "Just say it's tears. Your sister doesn't have a runny nose."

"Are you a fairy?"

Qiao Yu mocked, throwing the short-sleeved shirt at Qiao Jingjing's head.

The older sister turned pale and quickly threw her short-sleeved shirt far away.

They adopted a posture of going up the mountain to fight tigers and down to the sea to catch turtles:

"Qiao Yu, you're asking for it."

The siblings engaged in a real-life battle on the bed.

Qiao Jingjing could not resist for more than ten moves and was easily subdued.

Her younger brother pressed her down into the messy bedding.

Qiao Jingjing's face was flushed and her hair was disheveled.

She glared angrily at her younger brother, refusing to back down.

My sister rarely stands up for herself like this.

She neither begs for mercy nor acts coquettishly.

Perhaps she felt that she was losing her authority in front of her younger brother these days.

Even though she didn't have it before.

Qiao Yu, understanding and considerate, gave his sister a way out:

"Forget it. I won't bother with you."