"Yes, my friend has a total of thirty boxes, including ten single boxes from several different brands, and two whole cartons of ten boxes each. I bought them all for her. They're in very good condition and still smokeable. I left five loose boxes and one whole carton for my dad. These are all for you."
"It's been preserved so well over the years, it hasn't gotten damp at all. Shushu, thank you so much, brother-in-law."
"We're all family, brother-in-law, no need to be so polite."
After seeing her brother-in-law off, Sister Yao and An'an arrived and rushed to the airport as quickly as possible.
The journey was filled with excitement; Sister Yao was even more thrilled than Yun Shudai, and she was still smiling as she boarded the plane.
"Sister Yao, you're still excited!"
Sister Yao glanced at her sideways: "Can you even pass that test? That's like a pie falling from the sky. An artist needs a solid foundation. Look, the opportunity has arrived. Shushu, besides dancing, what else can you do? No... after the New Year, the company will hire a vocal coach for you, and you should learn an instrument too, then..."
"Stop, stop, Sister Yao, are you trying to turn me into an all-around entertainer? No way, no way, I'm under a lot of pressure. It's not about having many skills, it's about being good at them."
An'an nodded in agreement.
Sister Yao looked at Yun Shudai, frowned and shook her head: "Shushu, how come you're so lazy at such a young age? I've noticed that you're not enthusiastic about anything now. Let me tell you, if this show is a success, you'll definitely have a lot of gigs next year. Singing and dancing are both essential for an artist."
"Sister Yao, I might not be very good at singing, but what about other things, like painting?"
Sister Yao was surprised, put down what she was holding and moved closer to Yun Shudai, asking, "Oh, how could I forget, you're an art student."
"..."
Along the way, Yun Shudai told Sister Yao about her illustration fans on short videos. When she mentioned that she had more than 300,000 fans, Sister Yao still looked incredulous.
After leaving the airport and getting into the car, Sister Yao quickly asked Yun Shu to bring out the tablet so she could take a look.
On both short video platforms, they each have around 300,000 followers. Looking at Yun Shudai's paintings, they were incredibly amazed: "Wow, Shudai, you're truly a hidden talent!"
“I didn’t, and An’an knows about it too.”
An'an, standing to the side, smiled and nodded.
Sister Yao put down her tablet, coughed lightly, and said in a somewhat formal tone, "Not bad, not bad. Our Shudai has several aliases now, and her drawing skills are quite good. If you don't have any gigs in the future, practice more at home. You know, many movie and TV series covers sometimes use illustrations. If you can draw one, I can take over for you."
"No, no, Sister Yao, I'm okay at drawing in my daily life. I know my own limitations. I can't compare to those experienced and well-known illustrators."
"Why not? I think one of your pictures with some traditional Chinese elements is pretty good."
"That's just me drawing casually. A tablet can't compare to a computer; you can't draw anything too complex on a tablet."
"Then buy a computer and practice hard. Who knows, you might even trend on social media one day because of your drawing. By the way, you have accounts on these short video platforms. You should post some videos of your daily life when you have free time."
"Oh, An'an usually posts it for me." Because it's not very famous, it doesn't get much attention, and the response is lukewarm.
"Since we're in Kyoto, I'll post some photos. An'an, remember, don't post any rehearsal photos."
An'an asked, puzzled, "Why?"
Yun Shudai, who was standing to the side, laughed: "If we post it and it gets rejected, we'll be the ones who are embarrassed and make a fool of ourselves."
An An nodded: "That's true."
Sister Yao, who was standing nearby, said, "We can take pictures of the hotel, or pictures with Kyoto landmarks, so that the public knows we are in Kyoto. At this time of year, when celebrities go to Kyoto, most people will assume it's related to a gala."
An An made a "yes" gesture: "Okay, boss."
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