I thought everything was fine, but the director said there was not enough time, one minute short, and simply cut her dance.
When Sister Yao heard the news, she almost lost her temper and cursed, and in the end she could only return to Yecheng quietly.
Along the way, he sighed repeatedly: "Oh, forget it, if I didn't get selected, then I didn't get selected. This was originally a sudden surprise, so we must not believe in pie in the sky. Shushu, take a good rest at home these days, and see you after the New Year."
"Okay, Sister Yao, Happy New Year, An An, Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year, Sister Shushu."
Yun Shudai was sent to the doorstep of her home by Sister Yao. It was her own little nest. After arriving home, she breathed a long sigh of relief. Of course she had regrets, after all, she had worked hard for a week. However, she always had a positive attitude. No matter how hard she tried, it would be in vain if it was not hers. Instead of being sad, she might as well have a good sleep.
When she entered the space and found He Wan was not there, she fell directly on the sofa in the space and fell asleep. However, she didn't know that while she was sleeping, the things in the space were moving out little by little.
As for He Wan, she has been following Su Ranran and Zhang Cuicao to the county these days.
Today she contacted Lao Song again and planned to ship out the last batch of goods before the New Year and prepare to hibernate.
When Old Song heard that there was old milk powder and a sewing machine, he asked happily, "Brother He, how much do you sell it for?"
"A bag of old milk powder costs 15 yuan, and 5 jin of oil costs 8 yuan. Acrylic bulked yarn costs 16 yuan per jin, and a sewing machine costs 160 yuan. Quilt ends cost 2 yuan each, and Dacron costs 2 yuan per meter."
"Okay, Brother He, whatever do you want this time."
"Does Uncle Song have any foreign exchange certificates?"
Song Lao Er frowned, and after a moment he said, "How many do you want? I'll give you three hundred for each."
"I'll take as many as you have."
Song Lao Er smiled and said, "This thing is not the same as an ordinary ticket. I can get you more. For this, I can only get you six."
He Wan nodded: "Okay, besides, I also collect old items, big black ten, if you have any, you can definitely exchange these goods with me."
"I don't have much of that stuff here. What I gave you before was all collected by me. But do you really want the big black ten you mentioned? I want to pay you back with the same denomination." "Yes, how much do you have?"
"Twenty."
"Okay, I want it. See you at the same time and place as usual."
After He Wan came out from Lao Song, she took out her bicycle from the space and started walking through the streets carrying a bamboo basket.
"Collecting junk, collecting junk."
During this period, she walked around the streets and collected things that were not valuable. She collected a radio, two enamel basins, and two watches. None of them were old items.
The families selling enamel basins all lost their jobs and had no other choice but to sell their basins.
He Wan didn't care about the money, the food she gave them was definitely much more valuable than the basin.
She felt that since she had come here and had such a golden finger, maybe it was God who sent her to save these people.
At the end of a small street, an old man waved to him.
He Wan rode over and said, "Uncle, what do you want to sell?"
"Will you accept the watch?"
"Yes, but I want to see the quality."
The old man took out a watch from his pocket and said reluctantly, "Look, this watch was captured from the enemy during the war. See how much you can give me."
When He Wan heard that this old man was a veteran Red Army soldier, she immediately became nervous, thinking that no matter how much the food was worth, she must give him more.
She couldn't tell what brand it was, but the watch strap was army green leather, and the wristband was also army green woven material. The watch was not badly worn, and it seemed that it was well taken care of.
(End of this chapter)