Come on, ladies, let me take a picture of you. The scenery here is so beautiful.

Zheng Shuang looked at the vast expanse of leaves ahead and called out to the girls walking in front.

Mingxiu and the others quickly turned around, posed, and waited for the photos to be taken.

None of them are bad-looking. Although, apart from Zheng Shuang, none of them are considered stunningly beautiful, they are still considered pretty. Needless to say, when you go out to play, you naturally have to dress up, so they all look great and are very photogenic.

The group strolled around leisurely for an afternoon, not seeing any celebrities, but still having a great time taking photos. Of course, on the way back, Zheng Shuang, who had been asked for her WeChat or suggested to become a trainee for the umpteenth time, was not so happy.

"What's wrong? After all these years, you still aren't used to it?" Su Xue walked over and said with a smile.

"Yes, we're already used to it. Look, we really didn't show any expression at all just now," Lin Weiwei said with a soft laugh.

Zheng Shuang looked at the two of them with a look of utter despair: "Why don't you two give it a try? How could anyone possibly get used to it?"

"Haha, if you ask me, you'd be great even if you were to become a celebrity. With your looks, you'd definitely be a superstar." Su Xue teased from the side.

Zheng Shuang still looked utterly dejected, and everyone just laughed it off.

Although that's what people say, everyone knows it's impossible. Zheng Shuang doesn't think she'll become a celebrity because the job is too busy, and she won't have much time at home all year round. She was raised by her grandparents, so she has a deep bond with them. Now that her grandparents are getting old, they don't want to leave home, so Zheng Shuang's wish has always been to go back and spend more time with them.

Otherwise, Zheng Shuang would have already found a job or become a celebrity.

“I think it’s great not to be a celebrity. You can enjoy your skills, take on jobs, work when there’s work, and stay home with your family when there isn’t. You could even open a guesthouse or farmhouse. That way you can spend time with your family and have your own work. Isn’t that great?” Mingxiu suggested with a smile.

"Sigh, yes, Xiuer, you understand me best. That's exactly what I'm planning. My village has really beautiful scenery, so I'll tidy it up nicely, and I'm sure no one will want to come to our village to play." Zheng Shuang said with a grin.

Mingxiu's smile vanished instantly, and she looked at Zheng Shuang helplessly, saying, "How many times have I told you not to call me Xiuer? Xiuer, you're making me wonder what's wrong with me."

"Okay, okay, I know. From now on, you can call me Xiuer, alright?" Zheng Shuang, delighted with her playful remark, happily ran off.

Mingxiu was left standing there, gritting her teeth in anger.

She's getting a little annoyed by all the constant calling her "Xiuer, Xiuer."