Lin Jiamei's mother and son quickly bought what they needed and returned to the village committee.

Ye Qingcheng was a little irritable at this moment.

What she thought at first was to let her daughter Xiner dance street dance and draw pictures, but if she couldn't do it, she would sing.

First of all, she went to the village committee to explain her thoughts, saying that her daughter might need a venue for dancing, which is the kind that can only be watched after paying a fee.

The village chief thought about it for a long time, and said that the stage can be used, but there is no fence around the stage, and it is unrealistic to ask them to build a fence, so it is better to think of other ways.

Ye Qingcheng was very helpless, so he had to ask them to help set up a table, prepare the painting tools, and let his daughter paint.

But what broke her down was that Xiner painted the oil painting for two hours, and others looked at it, but no one mentioned the matter of buying the painting.

Time was running out, so in desperation, she said to her daughter: "How about you just dance here and try your luck."

At the very beginning of hip-hop dancing, it really attracted a lot of people, especially Xin Er's breaking dance, which was very cool, and everyone applauded unanimously.

Ye Qingcheng took the opportunity to say: "Guys, we are filming a show, and we need to earn enough 109 yuan. It's a hot day, if everyone thinks that the little girl dances well, can you pay some money?"

Those who were interested in watching at the beginning all backed away when they heard the money was asked for.

Ye Qingcheng was helpless and angry.

A bunch of whores!
[Why do you feel like Ye Qingcheng is begging, you can boldly say that you need to pay to watch my daughter dance, otherwise don’t watch it, it’s fine if you don’t]

[That is no different from the current result, the world is like this, people's hearts are like this, everyone likes free things]

【To be honest, I think Xin Er's oil painting is very good. If I were there, I would definitely spend 100 yuan to buy it】

【Unfortunately, not everyone is you】

Seeing that it was almost six o'clock, and Ye Qingcheng hadn't earned any money, she decided to try singing like an ant on a hot pot.

As soon as she opened her mouth, the audience who came over happened to be from Lin Jiamei.

They are a group of people who love music.

But because I listened to the song of Lin Jiamei, who was born as a singer, and Ye Qingcheng's song, I always felt that it lacked meaning.

In the end, I didn't know if I felt sorry for the mother and daughter, so I donated a few pieces of money. Until six o'clock, it didn't exceed 50 yuan by visual inspection.

Ye Qingcheng put away things with her daughter in frustration.

In fact, not only the two of them were depressed, Zhang Xinqi was also depressed.

At first she wanted her daughter to dance, but her daughter didn't want to. In desperation, she decided to let go of all her face and do farm work.

Members of the village committee, including members of their program group, were surprised by the idea she proposed.Out of sympathy and support, the village head asked her to help pick peppers for their family, and paid her ten yuan per catty higher than the market price.

That is, a catty of peppercorns is 30 yuan.

Under the bright sun, Zhang Xinqi was busy working alone in the pepper field, it was as bleak as it could be.

People tend to think wildly when they are alone, and Zhang Xinqi is the same.

She thought of her husband, her past love, her daughter, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

【Uh-uh-uh, Sister Xinqi actually went to pick peppercorns by herself, it’s not like that, as an actor, you can make more money than picking peppercorns if you show off your talents casually】

[What age is this? Don’t talk about those useless ones. I think labor is not distinguished, as long as it is earned by yourself, it is worthy of respect.]

【Could the camera be closer? Is Zhang Xinqi's face teary or sweaty? She isn't crying right?】

[Hahaha, it must be sweat, why are you crying, you think all women are like you, and they cry when they encounter something]

Although Zhang Xinqi tried her best, until six o'clock, the village head helped to weigh, and she only picked 2 catties and 9 taels.

Not enough for 109 yuan!
Carrying a basket, she returned to the village committee with steps heavier than going to the grave.

She thought she must be No. 1 from the bottom, but unexpectedly, Ye Qingcheng and the others were worse than her.

In an instant, she felt much better.

But Fu Rongrong was not as open-minded as she was.

Fu Rongrong was called back by the program crew.

As soon as she returned to the village committee, she didn't see Yue Yueman, and she instantly felt a sense of superiority.

Just a mere 100 yuan, and I didn't earn it all afternoon!
I didn't expect you to have today!

"You haven't come back yet, what kind of person is this?" Chen Hong touched his bald head, and said to Xiao Wu angrily, "Call me and tell me to come back quickly, and bring back the rankings. Let’s do it together, don’t delay any longer.”

"Okay." Xiao Wu picked up the phone.

"Director Chen, it's very likely that Manman will earn enough money soon, why don't we give her a few more minutes." Fu Rongrong said.

"What? To make money? They went to catch fish in the river."

Fu Rongrong:? ?
Seeing the question mark on Fu Rongrong's face, Xiao Wu explained: "He earned enough money very early, and then took Doudou to play."

Fu Rongrong was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time, how could she make money, so fast.

However, she soon realized that her behavior was a bit abnormal, and she was easy to be caught by netizens. She quickly smiled and said, "Really? That's great. Manman is No.1 twice today, so she can win the big prize." gone."

My heart was about to explode.

This woman, why is she so taller than herself in everything!
[Sister Rong Rong, can we stop being a licking dog? Your best friend doesn't take you seriously at all. Why are you happy that she is No. 1?]

[Is it just me who saw that for a moment, Fu Rongrong's eyes were full of fierce and fierce light?]

[If you don't have clairvoyance, don't talk nonsense. Sister Rongrong is so gentle when she treats strangers, how can she show a fierce look for her best friend]

Fu Rongrong remembered the wechat that hadn't been sent at noon.

She took out her mobile phone, opened the chat window of "The Subverter of the Sand Sculpture World", and asked about the post.

"The Subverter of the Sand Sculpture World" said that he did post the post, and after posting it, he read it himself as a reader, even reading the punctuation marks, but for some reason, the post suddenly disappeared .

Fu Rongrong replied angrily: Didn't you ask the customer service?Just let it go? (Crazy.jpg)

"The Subverter of the Sand Sculpture World": I asked, that idiot customer service said that he didn't see the posting record, and at the beginning he said that I remembered it wrongly. Can I remember this shit wrongly?Later, I saw that my attitude was tough, and I said that I would give feedback upwards (Baoquan.jpg)

Fu Rongrong has never seen such a waste thing, the post is gone, why not post another one?Just waiting for customer service feedback?

Facing her questioning, "The Subverter of the Sand Sculpture World" said that he wrote the post directly on Weibo and forgot to leave a copy.Moreover, he is a bit exhausted now, and he feels that he can't write the feeling of the first article.He will try his best to urge Weibo to take over, so that the post can be restored.

Fu Rongrong:! !

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