The next morning, Qin Ze got up to do morning exercises regardless of rain or shine. Unexpectedly, he didn't see Wang Zijin get up. His sister's door was closed. He felt strange, but he didn't want to knock on the door and ask. So he went out to exercise alone.
Returning at 7: 30, the two sisters still didn't get up. Qin Ze sat in the hall eating breakfast and opened the system interface. Shopping has become his daily entertainment, just like shopping every day in UC.
Opening the system interface, he found an "exclamation mark" flashing in the upper right corner. His finger tapped lightly, and the interface changed: "Congratulations to the host for completing five missions, please receive the mission reward."
Mission reward?
What the hell!
Behind the prompt, there was an icon of a gift box.
Qin Ze was 30% curious and 30% expectant. He clicked on the "gift box" icon.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for a live facial micro-adjustment, automatically used."
Facial micro-adjustment?
Qin Ze was stunned. The next moment, he felt his face burning hot, and his skin itched as if there were ants crawling on it. What the hell is facial adjustment? Is it plastic surgery? Don't make me look like something I don't look like.
He jumped up from the chair and plunged into the bathroom.
In front of the bathroom's big mirror, Qin Ze stood there like a statue.
At this moment, Qin Ze's mind was full of: Fuck!
The mirror reflected a rather handsome young man. His posture was tall and straight, well-proportioned and vigorous, and the outline of his face was clear. This was Qin Ze's face, but it was a little different from usual. His eyebrows were more sharp, his eyes were bright, his nose was high, his lips were thin, and several acne marks on his face had disappeared. His skin was delicate, and he had to use a word to describe it: His face was like jade.
It was still Qin Ze's face, but his facial features were more delicate than before. He used to be a little handsome, but now, he was worthy of the title of the school's most handsome boy. If he and Zhang Mingyu were put together, they wouldn't be inferior at all.
His looks had gone up by at least two levels. Now, he could be considered Baby Qin's biological younger brother.
Finally, he didn't need to be laughed at by outsiders: Tiger sister and dog brother.
Not being handsome had always been Qin Ze's sore point. First, Qin Bao was a gem in front of him. They were born from the same mother, so why was there such a big gap between them? Secondly, his aptitude was mediocre to begin with, and he wasn't handsome either. How could any pretty girl take a fancy to him?
In fact, Qin Ze's facial features were very good, and he was the type that was pleasing to the eye. If he had to find a girlfriend, it was impossible that he couldn't find one. However, his taste had long been spoiled by Qin Bao Bao. He didn't like ordinary girls. Thinking about it, if he married a mediocre wife and brought her home for dinner, Qin Bao Bao would sit on the side, and they would be proper ladies and maidservants.
Liu Ziqiang's motto was: A man should strive for self-improvement.
Qin Ze's motto was: Men don't rely on their looks to make a living.
Look, I feel so sad.
Qin Ze stared blankly for more than ten seconds before his eyebrows suddenly jumped. Joy climbed onto his face as he danced with joy, assuming the posture of a serf turning over to become the master.
From now on, I'm also a man with looks.
"I'm standing on the cusp of the storm, holding the sun and moon spinning …" Qin Ze sang at the top of his voice.
"Why are you singing so early in the morning?" Wang Zijin's soft voice sounded from outside the door. She pushed the door open and came in. "Are you done washing up? I'm coming in. "
Without waiting for Qin Ze's reply, she pushed the door open and came in.
Their eyes met.
Wang Zijin was stunned. Her hair was messy, and her complexion was a little pale. Her originally sleepy look was suddenly widened, and she stared straight at Qin Ze.
Qin Ze felt inexplicably guilty, and joked, "What are you looking at?"
Wang Zijin opened her mouth, and it took her a long time to react. She rubbed her eyes hard, and stared straight at Qin Ze again.
Rub again, look again!
Qin Ze's thoughts raced, and he thought of an excuse.
Wang Zijin turned around, and ran into the room in her slippers. "Bao Bao Bao … Bao Bao, get up, get up …"
Qin Ze looked at the mirror, and touched his chin, speechless.
Did she have to have such a big reaction?
A moment later, Wang Zijin dragged a groggy Qin Bao over. Qin Bao Bao followed suit, squinting. Her right sleeve was pulled taut by Wang Zijin, and her snow-white, round right shoulder was exposed.
"Slow down, slow down … What's so good about Qin Ze? He's not a handsome guy."
"He, he, he …" Wang Zijin was incoherent. "Am I seeing things? Am I short-sighted? Your brother has become handsome, so handsome. This doesn't make sense. "
"Are you crazy …" Qin Bao Bao mumbled. "Stop joking, will you? Qin Ze is handsome? I think your eyes are really playing tricks on you … "
Qin Bao Bao shut up, because she saw Qin Ze standing in front of the mirror. Her hazy eyes were instantly wide open, and her expression was as if she had seen a ghost.
She was even more surprised than Wang Zijin. Wang Zijin had only known Qin Ze for a short period of time. This was her younger brother who had been with her for more than twenty years. She was too familiar with Qin Ze. She was so familiar with him that she even knew how many acne marks he had on his face.
Qin Bao Bao stared hard, and her sharp gaze made Qin Ze's hair stand.
It was no wonder Qin Bao Bao had such a reaction. Anyone would have the same reaction. The family member next to them was still a loser the day before, but after a night, he had become a god.
"You are Qin Ze, right?" Qin Bao Bao said in a deep voice.
"What do you want to say?" Qin Ze asked expressionlessly.
Qin Bao Bao's gaze was sharp, like a Japanese interrogator, trying to find a flaw in Qin Ze, but she failed. Qin Ze was still Qin Ze. His face was the same as before, but more exquisite and good-looking.
"What do I like to eat the most?"
"Chicken stewed with mushrooms."
"My dream?"
"To be a star."
"The biggest shame in my life."
"Your name."
"What color is my underwear?"
"This is a difficult question. When you were in junior high school, your underwear was cartoon, and they were mostly white. When you were in high school, white and yellow were more common. After you went to college, the colors and styles increased, but white and yellow were still the most common. After graduation, except for T-shirts and sexy underwear, you basically have a few pairs of other styles. Oh, you also have sexy underwear. I don't know which man gave it to you on your birthday. Well, it's black. "
Wang Zijin was dumbfounded. What kind of brother was this? He was so familiar with his sister's underwear.
Qin Bao Bao heaved a sigh of relief and patted Wang Zijin's shoulder. "Don't doubt, this is my brother."
She took two steps forward and held Qin Ze's face. "How did this happen? When you woke up, my loser brother became a god. I feel that you have changed a lot, but also feel that you haven't changed much. This face is still my brother. "
Wang Zijin was surprised. "Qin Ze, did you secretly go for plastic surgery this morning?"
"Bullsh * t, plastic surgery also needs a recovery period." Qin Ze broke away from his sister's hand and complained.
"What's there to be surprised about? Isn't this how I look? I think it's quite normal. There must be something wrong with your eyes."
Qin Bao Bao scratched her head. "Could it be that I don't pay enough attention to you?"
Wang Zijin muttered, "From a biological point of view … Forget it, I don't understand biology, but I just feel that it's not scientific. It's said that a girl changes eighteen times between childhood and womanhood, but I've never heard of such a drastic change in appearance overnight. "
Qin Bao Bao made the deduction action of Detective Conan holding her chin. "It's not really a drastic change in appearance. Nose, eyes, mouth, and mouth are still Qin Ze. It just feels weird … "
"Makeup skills are so good now. Mine is nothing." Qin Ze jested. "I run and exercise every day. My complexion just looks better. I feel refreshed and energetic. I look more handsome. "
After rambling for a long time, he finally got away with it. The sister reluctantly believed that her brother was a natural beauty, but it had been "buried" in the past. Wang Zijin also reluctantly believed that she didn't pay enough attention to Qin Ze in the past. He was so handsome to begin with …
Qin Bao Bao had breakfast and had to go to work. Before she left, she held Qin Ze's face and looked at it for a long time. When she turned around, she muttered something and went out to work.
Ten o 'clock in the morning.
"I'm going to the market. Do you want to go together?"
"No, I'm not feeling well."
Qin Ze's heart skipped a beat. "Your period is here?"
Wang Zijin's dignified oval face blushed and threw an angry look. "No."
"But I can smell the faint smell of blood on you. And I can tell by looking at your complexion." Qin Ze openly talked about her period with her sister's best friend.
"Bao Bao told you?" Wang Zijin was generous and didn't get angry at Qin Ze's abruptness.
"I know Chinese medicine."
"Bullsh * t."
"Whether you believe it or not, I'm telling the truth. Fortunately, you don't have dysmenorrhea, unlike Qin Bao Bao. Otherwise, you'll suffer." Qin Ze's expression said, "You can't fool me even if I don't read much. Besides, you haven't taken a shower. What is it if it's not your period?"
Wang Zijin blushed and glared at him. "Can we not talk about this?"
"Okay, okay, I'm going out."
The slight adjustment of the face rewarded by the system had an immediate effect. This could be seen from Qin Bao Bao and Wang Zijin's reactions. Qin Ze felt this change again as he walked on the road.
There was a young woman walking on the sidewalk in front of them. The two of them were still more than ten meters apart. She stared at Qin Ze's face fiercely until they brushed past each other. Her gaze never left Qin Ze's face.
Another example was when he was waiting for the traffic lights. Several junior high school girls in school uniforms were talking and laughing. Their watery eyes kept peeking at Qin Ze.
Qin Ze was excited all day. He finally enjoyed the treatment of Qin Bao Bao. Wherever he went, he was the center of attention. There were always girls and sisters peeking at him.
He was tall and well-proportioned, handsome, and looked like a long-legged oppa in women's eyes.
If one had to pick out a flaw, it would probably be the ordinary temperament that he had cultivated for more than twenty years. It was difficult to change it in a short time.
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