Quick Transmigration: I Don't Want to Always Transmigrate into the Scummy Mother!

Posted to the Sunset Red Elderly Task Force, Mo Yan is cold and aloof: "It's a small matter."

As the saying goes, filial piety comes from discipline. As for ungrateful brats, you ...

Chapter 144 My Daughter is a Brainless Fan 22

"Now that I know, I'll study it hard, okay?"

Xin Siyi started seriously studying how to be mischievous. If the class monitor could do it, so could she. It's just about getting into university, right? She can do it.

It definitely can.

Ignoring the milk, Mo Yan made a ginger milk curd.

It wasn't very successful, but it would be a real shame to waste it.

Each person had a large bowl, and Xin Siyi happily patted her stomach. "So comfortable."

"Starting tomorrow, you'll have to eat less oil and salt. If you want to become an actress or model in the future, you need to take care of your figure. Look at how chubby you are. You'll look three pounds heavier on camera, but you'll look eight pounds heavier, and the screen won't even be able to fit you."

As an actor, when you're facing your job, you have to act the way you're supposed to.

The role requires the character to be beautiful; if you look like a ball, you won't be beautiful.

Of course, unless you don't care about any role.

Body management is also a basic requirement for an artist.

If Xin Siyi wants to enter this industry, then she needs to start now.

Xin Siyi: "..." I feel like something's a little off.

...

In the days that followed, Xin Siyi had no time to follow her idols anymore. She spent her days eating grass and watching Luo Jiashi and her mother enjoy a life of luxury. She even wanted to attend various talent classes.

Of course, Mo Yan would pay for that talent class. Mo Yan wouldn't refuse to pay for it, but if she did, she wouldn't go.

hehe.

When I get home, I still have homework to do, and I have to review and memorize.

When she can finally lie down, chasing after celebrities? Forget it, I want to sleep.

A month was about to pass, and Mo Yan returned the phone to Xin Siyi.

"Look, you still have ten days until your repayment date. What are you going to do with the remaining 3700 yuan after this month's allowance of 300?"

Mo Yan looked at Xin Siyi with great sympathy, as if to say, "I love you."

Xin Siyi: "..." Ah, she had completely forgotten about this.

"Mom, I'm working so hard now, do you want to help me...?"

"No, I can help you find a job. It's National Day, a seven-day holiday, right? I'll take you to work as an extra. You'll even get to meet celebrities up close. Do you want to go?"

Mo Yan looked at her calmly.

"Go!" Of course I'd go if I could get up close and personal with a celebrity.

But why does it feel like my mom wouldn't be that nice?

Upon hearing this, Luo Jiashi expressed his intention to go as well.

"Auntie, may I go?"

"Are you short of money?" Mo Yan looked directly at him.

"I don't lack anything, but I want to experience it." Luo Jiashi really doesn't lack money; he probably lacks everything except money.

"Fine, let's go see what it's like to be a celebrity." And let's see what human suffering is like.

Mo Yan has recently leveled up again; the characters she plays now have lines, and everyone thinks this is a typical story of a background actor's struggle.

Only Mo Yan herself knows that this is because of her acting skills; otherwise, you should try it.

Mo Yan's attitude is simply to be carefree.

We'll go as far as we can.

Maintain a calm mindset, work hard, live earnestly, and don't waste a single day.

"good!"

Xin Siyi was so excited, she was excited all night long. She was finally going to meet a celebrity! Would her idol be there?

Although Xin Siyi didn't say anything during this period, she realized how difficult the art exam was.

She was cramming at the last minute, but those kids who had been practicing since they were little hadn't rested for a single day. Xin Siyi suddenly felt a lack of confidence, unsure if she could even make it to the finish line.

The finish line was so far away; she couldn't see the end of it.

Mo Yan walked in and looked at Xin Siyi. "Give me your phone. I just want to remind you of your repayment date."

Xin Siyi: "..."