Chapter 7

Running and stopping on the two Gongli road made Qin Ze tired. On weekdays, although he didn't like sports, it was not difficult to jog for two miles. It can be imagined that he was really hollowed out by the system during the day.

The park is quiet, with lush lawns, well-established shrubs, carefully cultivated flowers, and silent trees with orange glow from street lamps.

Qin Ze sat on the park bench panting, sweat trickling down his cheek. The lung is like an old blower: "huhuhuhoo..."

after a few minutes' rest, he gets up and jogs in the park. Occasionally, there are vehicles speeding by on the side of the road. Exercise has never been Qin Ze's strong point, he has a bad stomach since childhood, and he must vomit after strenuous exercise. Therefore, in addition to physical education, he basically doesn't do physical exercise. When he goes to school, he looks at the boys in the basketball court, and the girls call for cheers outside. He is actually very envious. However, with his body and skills, he is not qualified to show his face on the basketball court, and can only serve as a background and passer-by. So I can only sit on the lawn far away and look up at the sky at a 45 degree angle, saying that he doesn't like basketball and despises the cheers of girls.

He jogged for ten minutes, then walked for five minutes, and so on for an hour. The coat was still on the bench, and the T-shirt was soaked in sweat.

"System, system... I think I need to rescue it." Qin Zetan sat on the lawn, retching.

"Sorry host, the system does not have medical functions, but you can exchange TCM or western medicine skills from the system."

"Can you exchange medical skills?"

"Yes!"

"Forget it. Without a medical license, I'll be caught by the police uncle."

"The host is really stupid. After reading so many novels, you don't have a little understanding?"

"Do you mean a grandfather who has a sudden illness in the park, or a little Lori hit by a car on the road, or... Please, you know it's a novel. If you're a patient, you'll let a layman treat himself? What should I do if I die? It's not logical at all. "

"According to the data, many old Chinese medicine practitioners and wild doctors have no medical license. It depends on the host's own efforts. "

"I want to save points now for your next assignment." At the same time, Qin Ze competed with the system in technology and recuperated at the same time.

At half past five, the sky is dark, the night is fading, and it is about to dawn.

Qin Ze finally eased his strength and stood on the lawn of the park. Hold the Dantian with both hands empty, press the left hand down, and raise the right hand. When the distance between the hands reaches the extreme, they slowly close. Then, with the Dantian as the heart, draw a big circle with both arms, and at the same time, bend the knees slightly.

His breathing became fast and slow, which implied the movement of his body. He breathed and accepted the new.

Qin Ze closed his eyes and emptied his brain. He did not think about anything. He repeatedly played twelve sections of brocade with instinct. I don't know how long after, a warm current rose in the field of elixir, gushing to the four limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and the whole body was comfortable. He was immersed in this state until the emotional music sounded, like a magic axe splitting into the chaos into Qin Ze's mind. He woke up from his wonderful state. The sky was already bright, and there were more vehicles outside the park. On the small square not far away, a group of aunts practicing martial arts were walking around with light steps... The dancing aunt still held a coquettish fan in her hand.

Next to the tape recorder is playing the most popular dynamic ballads.

Qin Ze took out his mobile phone and saw that it was 7:30 and had practiced for two hours unconsciously.

He picked up his coat on the lawn, threw it on his shoulder and trotted towards the neighborhood.

Passing by the breakfast shop, I bought two bowls of soybean milk, two drawers of steamed buns, four fried dough sticks.

Take out the key to open the door. Qin Baobao's room is open. The sound of water is coming from the bathroom. It should be her sister taking a bath. Qin Ze set his breakfast on the table, and he was very hungry. Fortunately, his toothbrush and towel were all in the room. Otherwise, when Qin Baobao finished his bath, people would starve to death.

When you eat all kinds of skills, you can enjoy a lot of skills. This is just a treasure mountain. Qin Ze thinks that he should skillfully use the things inside as soon as possible, otherwise he will not be blind when he meets a task.

At this time, Qin Baobao came out from the bath, wearing a bathrobe, with bangs on his forehead, and his face was white and red.

Qin Ze thinks that her sister will be more beautiful if she wears a ball with bangs on her head. However, Qin Baobao's provincial beauty thinks her bangs are more beautiful.

Qin Baobao opened his chair, and before he sat down, he reached out and squeezed a bun into his mouth. "Where did you go in the morning?" he said, puffing his cheeks

"Running exercise." Qin Ze did not move to receive the system interface.

"Just you running?"

Hearing this, Qin Baobao covers his mouth with one hand and exaggerates his expression, expressing his disdain with "ha ha ha" laughter.

"Don't laugh, at most half a year, brother is a strange man with eight abdominal muscles." Qin Ze hummed.

"Don't say half a year, if you can persist for a week, I'll cook next month." Qin Baobao curls her mouth."I'll give up now." Qin Ze immediately returned fire.

Qin Baobao has lived for 25 years. He doesn't know whether to put oil or vegetables first when cooking, rice or water when cooking.

The angry sister beat Qin Ze.

Qin Ze finished his breakfast and suddenly thought of one thing, "by the way, give me some money."

Qin Baobao frowned, enough to make 90% of the women ashamed of Danfeng eye horizontal: "last week did not give you 500 living expenses. Are you really looking for a girlfriend

"Don't look at me like that. On your birthday, I bought the cake. Mom, it cost me three hundred dollars. Your best friends are the black sheep. They didn't eat a mouthful, and they all used to wipe their faces. "

Qin Baobao seemed to be relieved. She ran back to the room with her slippers, came out with her handbag, and put five hundred soft girl coins on the table: "save some money. I just quit, and my new job only has 3000 basic wages. We have to tighten our belts in the future. We can't ask parents to take them, otherwise we will be nagged by the old man."

"Didn't you sign up to be a star? The star's salary is 3000?" Qin Ze a face "I read less, you don't cheat me" expression.

Qin Baobao rolled his eyes and said, "it's not that you haven't made a debut yet. There are more artists signed by the entertainment companies every year, and few of them can make a name for themselves. And stars don't care about the basic salary. I still have three months' training period. I can only get a start after training. During this period, I only have a little basic salary. "

Qin Ze suddenly rises the idea of making money.

Although his family is a local and has two houses, these are real estate and his real savings are not much. In the words of local people in Shanghai stock market, those who have money are not local people, but outsiders...

after Qin Ze moved to live with his sister, his living expenses were cut off. Qin Baobao paid all his expenses. Qin Baobao bought three sets of clothes, hand machines and notebooks for him all the year round.

In the mind wants to make money, but the mouth certainly won't say, Qin Ze kicked Qin Baobao's calf: "then you still sit silly why, hurry to train, don't mix out personal sample, don't come back to see me."

Qin Baobao was very angry and fought back under the table and gave him a meal of Foshan shadowless feet.

At 8:30 in the morning, Qin Baobao went to work.

Qin Ze went to the bathroom to have a shower. He quickly took off his T-shirt and trousers and was about to throw them into the bamboo basket. It was cold that he saw a pile of clothes lying in the bamboo basket. The top one was the black lace underwear Qin Baobao wore yesterday. His first thought was: "I heard that there are beauties selling original underwear on the Internet. I don't know how much money Qin Baobao can sell?"

At 10:00 a.m., Qin Ze carried the Hermes bag that his sister had bought for him, walked out of the community and took the subway to the university town.

This university town is rooted in many famous universities, such as Fudan, Tongji, science and technology. The University of Finance and economics is not as good as these famous universities. To be honest, it is good. But with her sister Zhu Yu in front of him, Qin Ze's achievements in this crane tail are really out of the question.

At that time, my father wanted to train his only son to be an excellent student of Fudan University. However, he did not strive for success alone. He wanted to take a second place in the examination of Tongji Science and technology. But in the end, Qin Ze went to the University of Finance and economics. Father hated that iron was not made of steel, but could not say anything, because Qin Ze was indignant and said: the dragon begets the dragon, the Phoenix begets the Phoenix, the mouse begets the son to dig the hole in the ground.

Dad is a professor at the University of Finance and economics!

With red walls, red roofs and generous school doors, Qin Ze walks into the familiar campus with a shoulder bag.

Wide two-way lane, both sides of the tree lined, dressed cool girls holding books walking on the sidewalk, or in groups, or alone. Sometimes there are vehicles driving into the campus, slow down.

Qin Ze is wearing a hooded sweater and a shoulder bag today. It looks like a high school student. In fact, he doesn't like to carry shoulder bags, but he has to carry them. After all, he is not a resident student. There are a lot of textbooks and textbooks, so it is impossible to carry them. Besides, Qin Baobao bought this bag for him and spent her year-end bonus.

There was an open class on international finance at noon today, and two professional courses in the afternoon. He could have slept at home and had lunch in school. But the professor in charge of the course is known to be careful, and from time to time there will be a test, which is directly linked to the final grade. A lot of students have been trapped by him, so few people escape his class. For the professor's evaluation, the students agreed: withered radish spicy heart!

The professor's surname is Qin. Yes, he is Qin Ze's father.

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