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

Xu Zhaoyuan agreed to tell Li Shuqin about this. After all, Li Shuqin still needed financial support, and neither Jiang Chuwei nor Zixin had much money.

"What?" Li Shuqin was basking in the sun on the beach at the moment and answered Jiang Chuwei's WeChat voice call.

"Yes, just tell me whether you can help or not."

\"How to help?"

"Be our boss."

"what?"

Jiang Chuwei coaxed and tricked Li Shuqin into the group chat.

Regarding the specific details, Jiang Chuwei did not send a text, she initiated a group voice chat.

"What, am I going to Sanya now?" Xu Zhaoyuan was very surprised on the other end of the phone, "Isn't it?"

"Go, and you have to wear a swimsuit for the photo shoot." Jiang Chu smiled, "Remember to go with Auntie."

"Forget it, just tell me how much money you want me to borrow." Li Shuqin knew her role in this plan, the financial backer.

"Let's go for four days and lend her five thousand." Jiang Chuwei added, "Zhaoyuan, Auntie should also be interested in Sanya and will pay part of the money."

Xu Zhaoyuan wrote another IOU and posted it in the group. Xu Zhaoyuan felt furious because he hadn't settled the matter with his ex-boyfriend yet, so he borrowed another 5000 yuan, but Jiang Chuwei had already guaranteed that 1 yuan would solve the matter.

Xu Zhaoyuan opened his mother's door: "Mom, are you going to Sanya this afternoon?"

In the next few days, there were real-time reports from Xu Zhaoyuan in the group. After accompanying Xu's mother to visit several scenic spots, she arranged a spa for her, and Xu Zhaoyuan started shooting.

【Hot! None of the photos I took in Thailand were that spicy! 】Li Shuqin sighed in admiration.

[Come on, your little tablet. 】

【River! Chu! micro! You are the iPad! 】

[Look, you two, don’t talk about each other. No one can compare to Zhaoyuan's figure. ] Zi Xin joked.

On the sixth day of the lunar month, "Who is the King of Guessing" was launched. Grandma had already watched the broadcast on this channel, put on her glasses and sat in front of the TV. Sitting next to me were some old sisters who were dancing in the square.

[Show me the entertainment channel. My granddaughter’s performance will be on soon! 】

【receive! 】

Grandma issued instructions to the square dance group and also sent a photo of Jiang Chuwei and herself.

[This is my granddaughter, take a closer look! 】

The program was not long, about 70 minutes, and grandma did not dare to relax for a moment.

"Yuan Qin, is this your granddaughter?" The grandmother from the dance team patted her grandma.

"Well..." It's all because this crappy show aired too late. Normally, grandma would have gone to bed long ago.

"Yes!" Grandma picked up the tea that had been brewed long ago and swallowed it in a big gulp.

"My granddaughter is so beautiful!" Grandma stood in front of the TV, "Does she look like me?"

"There aren't many shots."

The original recording was only 3 minutes, but when it was cut it was even shorter, about 1 and a half minutes, and it was over.

"Yuan Qin, it's too late. We are going home. My granddaughter is doing well." Several grandmothers from the dance team yawned and left.

【Grandma is proud of you! 】Grandma sent a picture of the TV.

[Thank you, grandma, you are also my pride. 】

【Help! Grandma asked me to record your program. She wants everyone in the dance team to watch it. 】Wang Huiye sent a message asking for help.

[Just wait for my support club to cut it and it will come out. 】

[That’s okay, thank you. It’s just that you are the one on the show and it is you she wants to show off, so why is it me who suffers? 】

[Come on, come on, when you passed the 211 exam, your grandma used to brag to everyone, "My granddaughter is admitted to the 211 exam." Do you know how stressed I am! Some people thought it was me and even came to me and asked me how I got 211 in the technical secondary school exam. I said it wasn't me and they thought I was being dishonest. 】Jiang Chuwei made a dumbfounded expression.

[Hahaha, I deeply sympathize. 】

At noon on the eighth day of the lunar month, January 1, Jiang Chuwei cooked another lunch for Zhang Hongmei at home.

"You are simply a born chef." Zhang Hongmei praised.

Jiang Chuwei's mouth twitched. She really didn't think this sentence was a compliment in her ears. Instead, she felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

If Zhang Hongmei and Jiang Heng hadn't gotten divorced, would Jiang Chuwei have been awake all night? Will you be in a daze in the classroom?

Will he fail the high school entrance examination and be forced to choose to shoulder the burden of the family?

No, if it was a happy family, Jiang Chuwei would think about what career he wanted to pursue after graduating from college. At that time, choosing a career as a chef would be his true hobby, and he would be very happy to hear this.

But at a young age, in order to be able to support her family and get a job early, she chose a chef school, but this was never her dream.

Zhang Hongmei never understood what she wanted to do or whether she had any dreams.

Yes, how much is a dream worth?

Jiang Chuwei picked up the last piece of dirty paper. She glanced at Zhang Hongmei who was taking a nap on the bed, and couldn't even sigh.

How long can a tidy room last?

Jiang Chuwei found that after her rebirth, the most difficult thing for her to change was her mother, Zhang Hongmei.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Jiang Chuwei arrived at 302 with his suitcase.

Putting all the clothes in the closet, Jiang Chuwei sat on the bed and edited Weibo.

Currently, her Weibo is operating at a high frequency, posting photos every two days, either scenery photos, food photos, or selfies of herself.

Basically the data can reach 50 retweets, 200 comments, and 400 likes.

For a young idol who is still on the threshold of domestic entertainment and has not been able to get in, the data is already very good. Although it is incomparable to Jiang Chuwei in 2022, at least the comments here are all from living people.

Jiang Chuwei also learned to read fans’ Weibo posts and clicked on Xiaojin’s cat homepage. She had just posted a Weibo post about the group ppt:

[I’m really convinced, school is about to start, and there are still people who haven’t finished their part! 】

Clicking on Xixi’s homepage, she posted on Weibo two days ago:

【Come and see the giant pandas! 】The accompanying picture is of a cute and naive giant panda.

Fans also live their own colorful lives when they are not chasing stars. They call this kind of life a "cash-to-charge" life.

"Dong dong dong."

"The door is unlocked!"

The person who came was none other than Xu Zhaoyuan.

“Have you registered on Weibo?”

"Ah."

"Okay, I'll forward the draw in a week. I'll post some scenery photos in the past few days."

"Is it really useful?" Xu Zhaoyuan's tone immediately weakened.

Jiang Chuwei glared angrily: "If you chicken out, then quit now. I know you want to solve the problem of your ex-boyfriend through a private relationship, but this will cast a layer of fog on your entire idol career. If you are willing to have a private relationship, I won't stop you. You, but if you regret it in the future, don’t blame me.”

Xu Zhaoyuan grabbed Jiang Chuwei's hands: "I can't hold it back, I don't have a private relationship. It's better for us to work together and give it a try! I won't back down!"

Xu Zhaoyuan strengthened his belief at this moment. Since her ex-boyfriend treated her like this, don't blame her for retaliating against him in a more cruel way.