Axi was stunned for a moment. Wasn't the baby's memory usually very good? She could remember everything she saw, and she could remember what people said and how fast they spoke. But now... what happened?

Oh~

Oh, right.

I have amnesia.

Yes, I have amnesia.

Therefore, the advantage of being able to remember something after seeing it once might be diminished.

Axi turned to the page with the explanation and pointed it out to Lan Qingyue, "It's written here, take your time to read it."

Lan Qingyue watched it carefully and found it to be similar to what Axi had said; it was quite good, at least variety shows don't require acting skills.

It suits her perfectly as a "fake" Best Actress.

Lan Qingyue slammed the contract shut and agreed, "Okay, I'll take this variety show."

Axi: "..."

...You...you just agreed?

He thought he would have to spend a lot of time explaining.

Variety shows best reveal a person's character and upbringing. Over the years, there have been countless scandals about her, but she doesn't seem to care. However, how far can someone go by relying on these scandals for popularity?

That's why Axi thought of giving Lan Qingyue a few variety shows. The parent-child variety shows were quite successful, and she gained six figures in fans in half a day. This shows that if she does one or two more shows to boost her popularity, she will definitely reap great rewards when she goes back to acting.

Ah Xi was very pleased; his baby had finally grown up and knew how to think of himself.

Axi asked, "What about these? Is there anything you like?"

These are all scripts he carefully selected. It's not realistic to film them all, so choosing a few suitable ones that aren't in a rush to start filming is an option.

Lan Qingyue couldn't concentrate on reading so many densely packed words for the time being. "Just leave them here. I'll read them when I have time, but I need to rest later. By then, the third episode should be over."

Axi stood up. "Then you should rest well and get plenty of energy for the third phase."

That night, Lan Qing slept exceptionally well, even forgetting to ask the system how many points she had in total.

By the time she remembered, she was already in the car.

She didn't go to the old house to pick up Chuchu; Uncle Meng simply took Chuchu to the station.

station?

Or a bus?

Lan Qingyue was dumbfounded, and the guests who arrived later were also dumbfounded.

Is the treatment getting worse with each visit? If they don't have planes, couldn't they at least get them a few cars?

What's the point of making them bring their children and squeeze onto a bus?

Some people were reluctant to get on the bus, but the driver was already urging them, and Director Cai was also urging them from behind. They had no choice but to get on the bus.

The group was fully disguised, wearing sunglasses, masks, and hats, including the children, covering themselves up so that no one would recognize them.

It must be tough on everyone to be bundled up so tightly in this weather.

The usually lively Chu Chu was listless at this moment, and tried to pull off her mask several times, but Lan Qingyue stopped her each time.

Lan Qingyue showed a rare gentleness, "Chuchu, you can't take off your mask. You can only take it off after you get off the bus."

"But Mommy, it's hot!"

Chu Chu leaned lazily against Lan Qingyue's chest, her two chubby little legs swinging listlessly, and her little chubby hands drooping down, like a soft, limp ball of flesh.

"The car has air conditioning, I'll just turn it on a little bit, and it won't be hot in a bit."

Lan Qingyue said to open it up a little bit, and it really was just a little bit; you really couldn't feel it unless you calmed your mind and felt it.

The destination was still unknown to everyone. The car drove through skyscrapers, and the hustle and bustle of the city gradually faded away before stopping in a place full of flowers and greenery.