I don’t want to be an idol when I’m reborn

The owner of the card bar, "Xing An", urgently posted a post on the card bar:

[Bar friends are prohibited from going to the big bar to cause trouble and provoke quarrels among fans. 】

However, it doesn't make any sense.

The rhythm has already started on Weibo.

[Take care of your fans @CD girl-Zixin]

[Obviously it’s your fan who made the mistake @CD Girl-Jiang Chuwei]

Jiang Chuwei was sitting cross-legged in front of the computer, replying to posts, but the Weibo notification kept ringing.

"How about I check it for you?" Wang Huiye picked up the phone curiously, "What's the password?"

"2580."

"Your password is too simple."

"What do you know? This is called simplicity."

"Hey, Ertu is still very smart, I admire you." Wang Huiye was still joking. The moment she opened Jiang Chu Weibo, her eyes turned red.

"Huh?" Jiang Chu took a bite of bread, "What are you doing? Why are you crying?"

Wang Huiye hugged Jiang Chuwei and patted Jiang Chuwei's back gently: "Ertu, are you suffering this kind of injustice every day?"

Jiang Chuwei glanced at his phone. The Weibo post read:

[Go against us Zixin, go to hell, you@CDGirl-Jiang Chuwei]

Jiang Chu smiled and comforted Wang Huiye: "It's okay, it's nothing. If he said he wanted me to die, I would really die? Have you never seen someone who gave me a photo of me?"

"Ah?" Wang Huiye lowered her voice for fear of attracting the attention of people outside the house, "There are still such garbage people?"

"It's all there, just get used to it. It's impossible for me to do what they want because of their curses. They just don't get what they want in real life, but who do you think they're scolding? They're waiting for a fight if they scold the people around them. If they scolded me, I couldn’t retaliate against them, so I became their outlet for venting.”

"Hey, Ertu, you are really wronged."

Jiang Chu tilted his head slightly: "So, understand me, my 3000 yuan is really not easy to earn."

The aunt and Zhang Hongmei were making noodles in the kitchen, and the uncle played chess with grandma.

"Will!"

"Mom, you are so awesome!" The uncle clapped his hands quickly to make the old lady happy.

At 11 o'clock, Jiang Chuwei sent the last reply:

[The time is up, friends, let’s meet the CD girl next time! 】

Those who followed the post were all shouting, "Jiang Chuwei, don't leave!"

"I'm here!" Jiang Chu slightly smoothed his long hair and walked out of the bedroom.

"Hey, Chu Wei, are you done?" The uncle waved to Chu Wei, "I heard that our Chu Wei is a big star now?"

"Uncle, thank you. I'm a small star now, not famous yet." Jiang Chuwei was very modest. What he actually thought was that in 22, I was indeed a big star, but no one would believe me now.

"Okay, you two come and play chess with grandma, and I'll make tomato and egg stew." The uncle got up and went to the kitchen.

Jiang Chuwei suddenly remembered something. She pushed Wang Huiye on the seat and entered the kitchen herself.

"Mom, do you have any shredded pork?"

"Yes, I'll make fried sauce later."

"Okay, that's fine."

Jiang Chuwei moved a stool and sat next to Wang Huiye: "Datu, you are not allowed to eat egg stew for a while."

"Why?" Wang Huiye asked doubtfully, "My dad makes the best braised eggs in the world."

"You're allergic."

"what?"

Grandma and Wang Huiye expressed doubts together.

"How do you know?" Wang Huiye frowned, "I don't even know."

"You're guessing. If you don't believe me, just eat it. You'll be scratched all over after eating it."

"I actually get scratches all over my body every day, but it's okay and I can bear it."

Jiang Chuwei just recalled that Wang Huiye went to Japan with her before her rebirth. When eating the sukiyaki buffet, she ate three or four raw eggs at once. She dragged Wang Huiye, who was covered in hives, to the hospital in the middle of the night.

"Let's do this. Don't eat eggs today. See if you still feel itchy at night. After the Chinese New Year, go get an allergen test." Jiang Chuwei pointed out a clear path for Wang Huiye.

"Well, I eat eggs every day. Does it really have anything to do with eggs?"

After going home in the evening, Wang Huiye waited until 12 o'clock but she didn't feel itchy. She was curious about Jiang Chuwei's words. How did Jiang Chuwei know that she was allergic?

Early in the morning on the third day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Chuwei saw the WeChat message Li Shuqin sent him:

[Weiwei, your fans, forward the lottery! 】

Jiang Chuwei opened Weibo and took a look, oh, kira held a lottery for reposting, and there were quite a lot of people in the lottery:

The graphic content is:

[Some fans maliciously attacked Jiang Chuwei and caused trouble to Jiang Chuwei. Now I will post @xxx@xxx@xxx. The position is decided by the company, not by Jiang Chuwei himself. Fans please pay attention to the little idol's stage and do not maliciously attack the little idol. Repost and follow @CDGirl-Jiang Chuwei, two people will be drawn for 2 yuan during the Lantern Festival] along with a few screenshots of dirty words.

Floor 1: [Add more code, draw 5 chat codes, which can be discounted]

2nd floor: [Respect the little idol, increase your code, draw 1 signature code, cannot be redeemed]

Floor 3: [Stinky fans are annoying and make everyone feel bad. I’ll increase the stakes and smoke 1 box of green tea]

[Can I transfer it? 】Li Shuqin sent it over with a sneer expression.

【You are too boring. 】

Jiang Chuwei said he was bored, but actually forwarded it to Wang Huiye:

[Come, try your luck. 】

"Oops!" Zhang Hongmei answered the phone at home and slapped her thigh, "What happened!"

Aunt Xu on the other end of the phone sighed: "Now, I still owe several million. I lost all my money."

"Isn't Lao Li's family very rich?"

"His son is already selling his house. Let me tell you, if you go to the casino, you may lose everything."

"Hey." Zhang Hongmei said happily again, "Fortunately, we usually just play casually. Small gambling makes us happy, but big gambling is harmful to our health."

Jiang Chuwei hung up the phone.

Aunt Xu just thought the phone was busy and didn't call back.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Hongmei scolded Jiang Chuwei angrily, "I'm talking to your Aunt Xu!"

"Gambling is gambling, there is no such thing as small gambling."

"Then I don't have any other hobbies. I'll have random thoughts when I stay at home." Zhang Hongmei scratched her head, like a disobedient child.

"Then do cross stitch and go to the park."

"It's so boring. It's not as interesting as mahjong."

"Then you can play QQ mahjong online!"

"You still don't understand me." Zhang Hongmei continued, "Only when I go to the mahjong parlor can I feel that I am not so lonely."

"I told you, you can find a job." Jiang Chuwei was also angry. She shrugged her shoulders and sighed helplessly.

"Don't worry about me." Zhang Hongmei simply slumped down on the sofa, "You still care about your mother."

"Forget it, forget it." Jiang Chuwei saw that he couldn't talk to Zhang Hongmei, so he asked Uncle Li, "You just said, what happened to Uncle Li?"

"I lost all my money gambling, and my son is selling his house."

Jiang Chuwei had an idea. If she could help Xu Zhaoyuan solve the hidden dangers in the photos and make her ex-boyfriend lose everything, the matter could be completely solved.

Lottery and gambling, these two keywords, let Jiang Chu's plan come from it, and there is a way!

All is ready except for the opportunity.