After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Became a Popular Entertainment Star Thanks to My Best Friend

Transmigration? No, it's transmigration into a book. From an eighth-tier celebrity to an eighteenth-tier one, is it miserable? No, there's also a best friend who transmigrated to an earlier...

Chapter Eleven: My Pocket is Tight

The Chen Qing in the novel and the real Chen Qing are not 100% alike, but they are at least 70-80% similar. Haha, not to mention her, she is practically identical.

And then there's Liang Shurui, wasn't he the school heartthrob from their high school days? Back then, they were both just starting to experience puppy love, and they both fell for him. Just thinking about it makes her want to laugh. In the end, the two of them sent each other love letters, and the aloof Liang Shurui only replied to hers, which really infuriated Chen Qing.

It's unclear whether Chen Qing did it on purpose, but back in high school, their school's heartthrob was quite aloof, and his family background was far superior to theirs.

There's a bit of a contrast now. His family background wasn't very good; his parents were ordinary workers, and he had four or five children, being the eldest. He went to the countryside to reduce the burden on his parents.

She fainted on her first day of work, and it was Liang Shurui who carried her back. This is also mentioned in the book. The male protagonist's help made Xiao Hewan develop different feelings for him.

Sigh, He Wan rolled her eyes and secretly cursed Chen Qing from her past life for seven or eight generations. Fourteen years old, fourteen years old, she was still a minor.

I don't know how this book was written; they listed her age as so young.

He Wan had no idea that the author had entered the wrong age; it was supposed to be seventeen, but the author had pressed the wrong key for four.

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Because of this incident, Chen Qing, who fell in love with Liang Shurui at first sight, saw him as a rival and now dislikes him.

Heh, those two have been fighting each other for so many years, and they're still completely suppressed by me. Now that they're here, they don't even take me seriously.

The book seems to say that during the autumn harvest, someone accidentally cut their hand. At night, there were mosquitoes, and they accidentally scratched their neck with their cut hand. The blood dripped onto the jade pendant, and the space was opened.

This is like God is giving the female lead a golden finger. Chen Qing, as the female lead, doesn't have all the good luck. On the contrary, she, the cannon fodder, is miserable beyond belief.

He Wan was observing Chen Qing.

Chen Qing was also observing her.

She was spoiled at home growing up and had a somewhat arrogant personality. She was already unhappy about being sent to the countryside by her parents, and now she had to work in the fields and cook for herself, which she naturally couldn't stand.

She observed the other girls in the dorm over the past two days. Su Ranran was just like her and definitely wouldn't help her with chores. Zhang Cuicao seemed quiet, but she wasn't one to suffer losses. Although she wasn't as rich as Su Ranran and Zhang Cuicao, she wasn't short of money either. Ding Shaoling and Xie Meihui both had boyfriends and had male friends helping them all the time. Xue Zhenzhen didn't look like someone to be bullied. So, that left He Wan.

He Wan looks young, but she has a cold and aloof face, making her seem unapproachable. However, she is young, and judging from her quilt, washbasin, and clothes, her family is probably well-off. Yet she lost her money. Judging from her anxious appearance on the train, she must have lost it all. Otherwise, all three of the other girls in the house would have bought cabinets, but she was the only one who didn't.

He was just trying to borrow money from Su Ranran, huh? If Liang Shurui knew about He Wan like this, I wonder if he would still like her.

"Comrade He, it's our turn to cook together tomorrow. You know I'm not very good at cooking. Could you...?"

“Comrade Chen, we’ve just arrived, and I really don’t know if you can cook. Since you say you can’t, then starting tomorrow you can learn from some of the seniors. Coming here is not like being at home. Now everyone is the same, and we won’t make allowances for you based on who can or can’t. Tomorrow you can help me out, and I guarantee you’ll be able to cook in two days.”