Translator: Atlas Studios
Editor: Atlas Studios
Exercising in the morning undeterred by the weather, Qin Ze returned home sweaty and with breakfast for Qin Baobao.
In the bathroom, Qin Baobao’s beautiful voice was practicing her singing. Her voice was good, and she had sufficient lung capacity. She had good control of her voice and range and was a promising singer.
Qin Ze was not envious of his sister. His voice was probably even better than that of Qin Baobao, but he lacked the lung capacity. He could handle the slow songs, but he struggled with fast songs or songs that emphasized long notes.
After the meal, the pair of siblings left home. Qin Baobao was dressed in office wear. She looked enticing and beautiful, enough to make women jealous.
It was a sight to behold.
In the lift, Qin Baobao pushed her hair back and grabbed Qin Ze’s elbow. “I’ll send you to school?” she said gently.
“No thanks.” Qin Ze shook his head. There were a few other youngsters in the lift, and they would sneak peeks at Qin Baobao from the corner of their eyes, and it was clear they were enamored.
“Didn’t you start dance practice already? You’re wearing this to the company?” Qin Ze was confused at her attire.
Qin Baobao stared at him. “We have lockers at the studio. I’ll change when I get to the company.”
“Oh.”
“Why are you up to these few days? You’re on your laptop, and you don’t spend time with me.” Qin Baobao pouted. The youngsters were jealous. They desperately wanted to get rid of Qin Ze and take over his place.
Qin Ze was used to her sister acting coy so he remained unmoved.
Ding.
The elevator arrived on the first floor. Everyone rushed out of the door. As the doors closed, Qin Ze turned and saw his sister standing in the elevator, waving to him with a warm smile.
Arriving punctually at the ‘office’, Professor Lee was satisfied with Qin Ze’s serious attitude and efficiency. He praised Qin Ze in front of everyone, but the latter thought that it was rather mechanical and dry.
After thinking about it, he figured it out. To Professor Lee, Qin Ze was relying on his dad. Did he really have to sincerely praise a fraud?
He had arranged to meet his roommates at the entrance of the cafeteria for lunch.
Qin Ze was a little early. While he was waiting, he found that the students walking towards the cafeteria were all staring at him strangely. He knew that look. It was the same look he used to get from men when he went out shopping with Qin Baobao in matching clothes.
Subconsciously, Qin Ze looked next to him, but Qin Baobao was not there.
Are they looking at me? There’s nothing on my face, I’m quite normal. What did I do to deserve such treatment?
I’m not Qin Baobao; neither am I a panda.
In the past—while he was with his sister, he did not feel much other than envy and pride. However, now that he was like his sister, he felt that the gazes were weird. It was a little unsettling.
Being a panda’s tough. I won’t say that your life is easy good, having just to sit around and look good.
While his mind wandered, the trio finally arrived. They were excited and happy.
“Qin Ze, you’re internet-famous,” Li Liang said the instant they met.
Liu Ziqiang said, “Nice one!”
Zhao Baliang, “Your treat today.”
Qin Ze was confused. “What are you all talking about?”
Li Liang paused. “You don’t know?” He was stunned.
“Know what?” Qin Ze rolled his eyes.
“You have the Lazy Cat app right? Go take a look at the focus of today on the main page,” Li Liang said excitedly.
Lazy Cat was the largest video and information website on the net so of course Qin Ze had it installed. He took his phone out and went into the app.
Homepage recommendations!
The focus of the day!
He saw the prominent video at first glance. The headline was ‘Oh, my Goodness, You Have to See This Basketball God’.
The thumbnail was a guy in midair, dunking a basketball. From the back, he looked a little familiar.
He clicked in without even thinking.
The video was of yesterday’s match with Zhang Mingyu. It was five minutes long so it was clearly edited. It was a montage of interceptions, three-pointers, and dunks.
There were tons of comments, and it had been viewed more than 300 thousand times.
“First.”
“First.”
“Second.”
“Tell me, what number am I?”
…
“Single-handed dunk, nice.”
“The three-pointers are good too.”
“The person making the three-pointer is so handsome.”
“What school is this?”
“Lanxiang excavator school.”
“Get back here you, the person with the excavator comment.”
“Don’t you dare leave.”
“Hahaha, the floating comments are always more interesting than the video.”
…
“That block is a 10/10.”
“He can jump so high; he must be wearing Li Ning sports shoes.”
“He’s number-one.”
“Hahaha, that guy dare not make any three-pointers anymore.”
“Flying.”
“D*mn, his interceptions are so stealthy.”
“Intercepted again. His opponent: what just happened?”
“He must be an experienced pro at interception.”
…
“So handsome!”
“Oh my, three-pointer?”
“This guy is an all-rounder.”
“And that precision.”
“Is this really a match? It’s like a personal show.”
“This guy is a true all-rounder. This explosiveness, speed, and precision. These guys must be at the level of pros.”
“All university students nowadays only know how to eat and play. Think of how hard we had to study back in our day.”
“Study hard? You’ve probably never been to university.”
“Haha, don’t expose them.”
…
After five minutes, the video was at the ending of the match already. The ball flew from the three-point line straight to the basket. The intent look on the audience’s faces made it clear that the math was coming to an end.
At this point, there were tens of comments floating across the screen. “High-level maneuver ahead!”
The ball hit the board and flew. Several people underneath the basket leaped and fought for the ball, but a figure sprinted across the screen. He leaped from the free throw line, over the heads of people. There was a wild beauty to it.
He caught the basketball and arched his body. Bang! The basket in the video trembled.
Slam dunk!
A series of thumbs up flooded the screen.
End of the video.
D*mn, Zhang Mingyu must hate me now.
“Qin Ze, you’re famous in school now.”
“Have you received love letters from girls?”
“Probably not love letters; he’s probably received a bunch of challenges. The girls in school probably want to jump you.”
As his roommates chattered, they entered the cafeteria.
…
The afternoon sun shone through the glass. This was a 150-square-meter dance studio with a warm wooden floor. The girls were dressed in slimming dance apparel and holding on the barre as their toned calves moved up and down. The middle-aged but well-maintained dance teacher cut in and out amongst the girls. She had a soft whip in her hand and was ordering the girls to go up and down.
This was the ninth floor dance studio in Star Talent.
They were honing the trainees for this year. The music studio was next door, with lots of instruments. Next to it was the gym.
Outside the dance studio, many male employees lingered under the pretext of going to the bathroom or pantry. They took the chance to admire the faces and bodies of the girls. The one who received the most attention was a girl in the corner; most of the guys were here to see her.
Qin Baobao was stretching on the barre. Her small face was bathing in the sunlight. Her eyes were close, and she looked like a sleepy fox.
Shanghai was known as the Paris of the East and the economic center of the country. The city had about 30 million residents. Given the size of the population, good-looking people were commonplace.
Especially a place like Star Talent entertainment. It was the giant of the entertainment industry, and the girls in the dance studio were definitely the cream of the crop. Without some assets, they would never dare step foot into entertainment. However, Qin Baobao stood out in the group. She was not the prettiest — they were a few whose looks were on par with hers, but their bodies pale in comparison.
Those whose bodies could be compared did not look as good. Qin Baobao had defined features and seductive eyes that were the epitome of beauty.
Everyone was trainees and colleagues, but they were to become competitors so there was a lot of comparison going on in the background.
However, she was non-competitive and looked good doing so, which made the others dislike her even more.
At 4:30, the dance training was over for the day.
The dance teachers left for the day after a few motivational words.
The girls immediately began chatting. Some sat down to rest on the floor while others stood by the glass windows to chat.
Qin Baobao opened her bottle of mineral water and drank to her fill. The keys to her locker were tied to her wrist. She opened her locker and got her phone out to check the time. There was another half an hour before work ended.
“That’s incredible; how does he jump so high?”
A girl seated on the floor with her feet crossed cried out. A few girls went over, and there were a commotion and discussion after that.
“I think the guy making the shots is really handsome. He looks better than the male artists next door.”
“There’s a young and good-looking guy. I love young guys the best.”
“He got blocked again.”
“The guy blocking isn’t too bad either. He looks pretty sporty. And I think he’s the star of the video. That’s formidable.”
“En, en, if we were in middle school, I would go after him.”
“Haha, I’m for looks, I only like the good-looking ones.”
The few girls continued watching, and by the end of the video, the excited girls were stunned. “D*mn!” They cried out.
Slam dunk!
No wonder the video made the front page recommendation. It would not be much if this was a video of a professional match, but it was different since this video was of a regular university student.
Qin Baobao went over and smiled. “What are you all looking at?”
A girl smiled sweetly. “It’s nothing much; it’s just the focus in the Lazy Cat app today. It’s a basketball match from a university. There’s a young boy that’s really good inside.”
Even though she was jealous of Qin Baobao, she would not openly express it. Her EQ was not that low, and people usually did not do that in real life.
“Okay,” Qin Baobao replied, uninterested.
“I know this one; I saw it this morning. It’s a video from Shanghai Business School,” she said proudly.
SUFE?
That was her brother’s school.
The mention of her brother’s school caught Qin Baobao’s attention. She got her phone out and opened the app. She found the video, but the thumbnail made her pause. It looked familiar.
She could not wait and played the video.
Five minutes later, Qin Baobao looked up from the video and stared at the golden rays of the sun outside, stunned.
Qin Ze? I might have seen a fake brother.