The fake daughter returns, and the villain cannon fodder becomes the group's favorite

——Ahhhh! Someone, drag him away! I have red eyes, and I can't stand others being more pretentious than me.

——I second the motion!!

——You can see that he is really excited, like a big monkey.

I don’t know if it was because his one-man show was boring, or if the comments describing him as a giant macaque hit home with him.

I am the Young Master and he stopped going crazy on the barrage and became serious. Seeing this, the program crew continued to cue the process.

Jiang Nian Ke glanced at the ID "I am the Young Master" without saying anything, and reached out to take the baffle next to him.

Everyone's eyes were focused here, and Jiang Nianke felt a little embarrassed because of everyone's scorching gazes.

The baffle was opened, revealing rectangular pastries on an exquisite plate.

Jiang Haoyu asked doubtfully: "Sister, are these your own mooncakes?"

Jiang Nianke: "Is that right?"

[Although it has a unique appearance, it is also rich in heart! 】

Everyone else heard this mysterious and exciting voice, and they were all very curious to know how rich the interior of this long mooncake was.

Being able to hear other people's inner thoughts was a novelty, and Wu Yu was even more curious. He spoke in a soft voice, "Sister Jiang, what's in it? The shape feels a bit strange."

Jiang Nianke was a little surprised, then smiled and rubbed his hair, "Wu Yu is really smart, he can see the hidden meaning at a glance."

Others: Haha, this is cheating!

The comments scrolled wildly, and everyone wanted to see the sample and was extremely curious about what was inside.

The director saw it and was very curious so he asked, "Nian Ke, can you tell us what's inside? The audience is very curious."

Jiang Nianke smiled politely, "Of course, it's not something rare. It was originally a gift to give back to fans."

As she spoke, she took a table knife and made a small cut. The mooncake was white in appearance, with an ordinary pattern printed on it using a mold.

And it is precisely because the appearance is ordinary white that the touch of red in the small cut is extremely eye-catching.

Everyone was surprised, the comments started to scroll wildly.

——His father’s, it’s Chairman Mao, right? Right? Right? Right? Right? Right? ! !

——I rely on it, I rely on it, I rely on it!

——No, looking at the height, it should be at least one thousand, right?

——Someone come and wake me up! Quick! (Heart-wrenching)

——Wuwuwu why! Why wasn’t I the winner?

——Wow, even fans would be excited now, this is really full of sincerity!

There were people crying, going crazy, being surprised, and wailing on the barrage. At this moment, a barrage with colorful fonts flashed by. As attractive as the color of the fonts were the words that made up the fonts.

“Oh my, how come I hit it with just one shot? This lousy hand is really (holding his forehead and laughing wildly)”

The director swallowed his saliva and asked, "Nian Ke, what is in here..."

Jiang Nianke interrupted him and continued, "Yes, it's the red Mao Zedong that we like. There's also the talisman paper I drew inside. It's just a talisman and isn't worth much."

As soon as she finished speaking, the place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The barrage of comments was empty for a moment, and then it started rolling densely.

Jiang Nianke smiled faintly, "Since it's a lottery, I also wanted to give some gifts to the fans. Although it's different from this prize, it won't be any worse. It's just a little gift from me. Thank you for your support."

In her previous life, she was just an 18th-tier actress. She didn't have many fans, only a few hundred thousand, but they were all people who truly liked her.

Every time she has a new drama, she will watch it, do the statistics, cut out her highlight shots in the drama, recommend it to others, and chat in the group. She knows everything.

Maybe because she is not famous, her every word and action will not be monitored, so she will chat with fans whenever she has time and share interesting things with each other.

It is also possible that she was not destined to become famous in her previous life. No matter how many supporting roles she played or how her fans recommended her, she showed no sign of becoming popular.

She faced it in a very Buddhist way, and her fans felt sorry for her, thinking that she was a pearl in the dust.

After coming to this world, her thoughts remained simple: to protect the Jiang family, to protect herself, and to end her life peacefully.

Looking back now, she can feel that her fans really like her and support her, just like in her previous life, so she wants to thank them in this way.

Thinking of this, her business smile became much more sincere, and the fans watching the live broadcast in front of the screen couldn't help but feel a tear in their eyes.

She burst into tears out of emotion, and Shen Youning even held a pack of tissues and cried loudly beside her.

Ming Jinchu patted her back, his voice choking, "Nian Ke is a good child, such a good child."

"As long as you are my fan, you will get a gift, don't worry, it's a fan benefit." After a pause, she said, "I would like to make it clear that as long as you are my fan, if you want to get away with it, just forget it."

Her words made some people happy while others sad.

Just like what she said, some people did have different thoughts. They thought, who knows if I am a true fan? As long as I change my profile picture name to one related to Jiang Nianke, post a few Weibo posts, like and comment on some of her Weibo posts, and follow the super topic, who can tell if I am a true fan or not?

Perhaps it was because Jiang Nianke's previous ability to expose gossip was too terrifying, or perhaps because people were afraid of her ability, many people gave up the idea.

As for those who don't believe in evil, they will be slapped in the face one day.

Because of her words, some people who later wrote misleading essays in the name of slander were quickly refuted. Of course, this is a story for later.

……

The lucky draw ended and the next day came.