Miss Qianjin Chasing Diary

Chapter 13 Chapter 14
I feel that I obviously don't belong here, but I insist on standing here stubbornly, unable to even move my feet, like a joke.

Unexpectedly, my joke was quite lyrical to others, and a man who called himself a scout stopped me and asked me to help him shoot CF.

My nostalgia has never lasted more than two hours. After waking up now, I immediately returned to the original state, just stubbornly insisting on myself.I sternly rejected the other party, but that person didn't give up, and followed me wherever I went, desperately promoting his company's treatment to me.I'm not really annoyed, I can't wait to press the unfinished soy milk on his head!But suddenly the fireworks bloomed, and I stopped to look at the sky, and the violent factor in my heart was also strangled to death in the cradle.Under the fireworks, I saw the advertisement board that I just passed by. On it, Huangfu Che was smiling brightly while holding a fried chicken. Such a beautiful man with a Qinghua temperament, obviously can't get along with fried chicken, but he is so harmonious when he really puts it together...

I turned to the disappointed scout and said yes.

This uncle is called Liu Junhao.The CF that Uncle Liu mentioned was actually filming on the spot, but he suddenly saw me drinking soy milk and wanted to add this scene, so he asked me.

I saw myself who was accidentally caught by the camera just now, with a clean side face, still panting, holding hot soy milk like a squirrel holding a pine cone, what beauty is there?Well, I admit that the vision is quite unorthodox.My hat is red, like Santa Claus, with some snow, it looks more harmonious.Uncle Liu only asked me to take a few more shots from different angles, and I didn't even need to move, it was very easy.

I got paid, an unusually high salary, close to a month's work in a diner.

After exchanging calls, I turned and left.In fact, I was quite realistic. At that moment, I thought not only that I wanted to get closer to his billboard, but the most important thing was... I just lost a high-paying part-time job, and I really can't be willful anymore.In Seoul, the most convenient and profitable part-time job is extras, not only the salary is quite high but also daily, it is most suitable for homeless people and students who need money temporarily.As long as I don't show my face, I'm actually very happy to accept it.

The unexpected income made my mood soar, and nostalgia and so on are just floating clouds.

In order to reward myself, and for the culprit who caused the inexplicable nostalgia before, I went to the mall and bought myself a notebook. It was still a white apple, and I don’t know how many generations it has evolved.

In the past two years, I have not had much contact with digital products. I live like a primitive human being. I forgot to connect to the Internet when I got the computer. When the salesperson mentioned it, I suddenly realized it, and then bought a wireless network card with infinite heartache.I know wireless is expensive, but it's convenient.Just like when I bought a famous brand, I didn't even think about my hard work ten hours a day. When I bought a computer, I didn't even blink an eye.So on my impulse, the deposit was reduced by a quarter.I looked at the balance displayed on the ATM with a terrible headache.

I am such an invisible existence, I even use Lin Miaosha's bank card, and even sign her name when swiping the card.Over the years, I almost forgot that my name is Jiang Min'er.

I took the computer away directly, thinking that I must save money, and spent 1000 yuan to take the bus back to the rented house.I sat in the last row of the bus with my bag in my arms. It was already very late. This night bus was probably the last one. The driver should hurry home too. I stepped on the gas pedal like he didn’t want money. I suspected that he was driving the bus. When the rocket opens.Thanks to this, I returned to the rental house earlier than expected. The first thing I did was to turn on the computer, try to connect to the Internet, and go to Baidu.

I used to be a net worm, but life forced me to be separated from the omnipotent network for so long, and the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were so lingering, I spent almost a whole night, still inseparable from it.

This incident caused me to be late the next day. When I arrived at the small restaurant, I was dizzy and pale. The proprietress touched my forehead and said very experiencedly: "Have you drank a lot?"

I immediately made the mistake and put on a repentant expression, "I won't dare next time..."

Then he tidied up the kitchen obediently.

(End of this chapter)