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

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A meat dish of braised chicken with mushrooms, and two vegetable dishes... stir-fried green beans and cabbage with minced garlic.

Qiao Jingjing barely eats, but she eats with lightning speed.

I was so busy eating my favorite chicken stew with mushrooms.

While screaming from the heat, they kept stuffing it into their mouths.

Qiao Jingjing was watching a rerun of a music variety show.

A stage with alternating lights, a mentor for gothic fashion.

The contestants sang their hearts out on stage.

The audience waved glow sticks like ocean waves.

This is the hottest variety show right now, and its name seems to be "I Am a Singer".

Qiao Jingjing's cheeks were puffed out, and her voice was muffled.

"Look, this is the show I'll be participating in. Little brother, just wait and see how I make a name for myself."

Qiao Yu doesn't pay much attention to variety shows.

However, the second season of "I Am a Singer" will begin filming during the summer.

With all this news coverage these past few days, it's hard for him not to know.

"What, you sang a song and got a good response? Your ambitions have grown?"

"I can't put all my eggs in one basket. I can't rely solely on acting. It's easy to be controlled by others."

Qiao Jingjing said in a serious tone, "Besides, I'll get old and lose my looks someday. I can't play an 18-year-old girl when I'm 30."

Qiao Yu retorted, "What's the big deal? Some people in their fifties or sixties still play teenage girls!"

"Tch!" Qiao Jingjing rolled her eyes at him, getting more and more excited as she spoke, "You can't sing? Music doesn't discriminate by age..."

Qiao Yu listened attentively.

If he heard correctly, Qiao Jingjing just said the word "moderation"?

Is someone putting pressure on my sister?

Who are the investors behind Jiaxing Entertainment?

Come to think of it, Qiao Jingjing's straightforward and unyielding personality has thwarted many who tried to use underhanded tactics.

If Qiao Jingjing weren't truly outstanding and a money-making machine...

She probably won't become famous.

He didn't ask, because he couldn't solve his sister's problem right now; instead, he would only add to Qiao Jingjing's troubles.

But this only strengthened Qiao Yu's resolve to start a company to support his sister.

I only feel at ease when I support my own people...

"Cough cough..."

Qiao Yu lightened the mood by saying, "When you're thirty, you can play a passionate young woman..."

"Get lost, I'm forever eighteen."

"Alright, alright, you'll always be the sky of eighteen."

After a pause, Qiao Yu continued, "The singers participating in the show all have solid foundations. Can your half-baked skills even work?"

"Are you looking down on me?"

Qiao Jingjing glared angrily at her younger brother.

Qiao Yu cautioned, "You need to be prepared for things to fall apart, or you'll be mercilessly attacked by fans."

"We'll figure it out when we get to the bridge. We'll see what happens then."

Qiao Jingjing's eyes rolled around, seemingly lost in thought.

Qiao Yu glanced at his sister's shifty eyes.

A chill ran through me.

"Don't even think about dragging me down with you."

The phones rang, and the siblings' ringtones were exactly the same. They both reached for their phones at the same time.

"Old man!"

Without even taking out his phone to check.

Caller ID: Grandpa.

Qiao Jingjing immediately turned down the TV volume and leaned closer to listen.

The call connected: "Ayu, have you eaten?"

"eating."

"Is your sister back?"

"You're back, watching TV."

"Have you all forgotten the rules I taught you about what TV to watch while eating?" the old man said unhappily.

Qiao Jingjing hit Qiao Yu.

Is your sister dating someone?

Qiao Yu was taken aback, then immediately looked up at Qiao Jingjing.

But seeing Qiao Jingjing's equally bewildered expression, Qiao Yu knew what was going on. "No, she's been very well-behaved lately."

"Oh, I have a question for you."

"Dad, tell me."

“I saw Jingjing posted a song on Douyin recently. Your mom and I both listened to it, and it’s really quite nice, but it’s just…”

"Just what?"

Qiao Yu pressed for more information.

It's just a song, what special meaning does it have?

"The song sounded like it was about love, so we wondered if Jingjing was in a relationship and asked her about it."

Qiao Jingjing heard the old man's words clearly.

Watching Qiao Yu cautiously reply.

Her face inexplicably flushed, and she cursed inwardly:

"Yes, it's a love story! And it's written by that little beast about his own sister."

Qiao Yu leaned back, avoiding Qiao Jingjing's strange gaze, and said calmly:

"Dad, you're overthinking it. I wrote this song, so don't overthink it. Besides, who would want Qiao Jingjing?"

"hiss……"

He had barely finished speaking when he gasped in shock.

Qiao Jingjing grabbed his waist with her dragon claw hand and executed a 360-degree death roll...

Grandpa Qiao on the other end of the phone didn't believe it at all. "Don't try to fool me. I know your level too well!"

Qiao Yu got angry: "Dad, I wrote it myself, believe it or not."

"What kind of attitude is this? You're getting more and more rude."

When the old man got angry, Qiao Yu immediately cowered. "Dad, it really was me who wrote it. Who else would write it, Qiao Jingjing? Do you think that's realistic?"

"Too."

The old man muttered to himself.

Qiao Jingjing tapped Qiao Yu's head with chopsticks, glaring angrily.

Qiao Yu explained for a long time.

The old man reluctantly believed it, and sighed:

"You're really starting to get the hang of things lately, a late bloomer indeed, but..."

Qiao Yu thought to himself, "Can't you just say it in one sentence?"

After a pause, Old Master Qiao continued his accusation, "But why do you write so much about love and romance? Do you have a girlfriend?"

Qiao Yu's lips twitched.

Qiao Jingjing was overjoyed.

Qiao Yu thought to himself, "Thank you for the compliment. I've dated three girlfriends that I can't even talk about. It's not like I'm a late bloomer. I'm still young."

The father and son ended the call.

The siblings then blamed each other for a while.

After finishing her meal, Qiao Jingjing leaned back on the sofa, comfortably rubbing her belly, and let out a soft "Ouch!"

"I forgot to wash the clothes from yesterday."

As she said this, she showed no intention of getting up, and looked at Qiao Yu with a smile.

Qiao Jingjing was very cunning; she knew that her younger brother felt guilty about the previous incident of sleeping together under the same covers.

Take the opportunity to dump all the work on him.

Take the time to be lazy.

Qiao Yu eventually gave in, saying helplessly:

"I'll help you wash it."

It's just a matter of throwing it in the washing machine.

"Keep your underwear and clothes/pants separate, and remember to take out the tissues from your pockets."

Qiao Jingjing couldn't help but remind him.