Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Little fool
“Crack!”
"Alright, alright, three groups have finished filming. One group, get ready. One group, get ready!"
"Hurry up, one group get ready, one group get ready!"
At the filming location of a TV series about pure rural love in a film and television city, after the assistant director shouted twice, everyone started to get busy in a hurry.
Yan Su kicked her legs and quickly got up from the ground, raising her hands to wipe the dust off her face.
She didn't even have time to comb her messy hair before rushing into the crowd in front of her.
"Line up, line up, everyone has a box lunch, why are you in such a hurry?!"
Uncle Chen, who was in charge of meals, shouted impatiently.
The originally crooked team instantly became neat and orderly.
Yan Su lined up obediently, staring at the lunch boxes piled on the ground with shining eyes, swallowing her saliva from time to time.
When it was her turn, she got her own lunch box and stuffed twelve yuan into Uncle Chen's hand.
Uncle Chen put the money into his pocket, opened another foam box with familiarity, and took out two large chicken legs and a box of white rice in a transparent plastic bag.
Yan Su took her lunch and quickly found a corner to squat down and start eating.
She ate most of the meal with grunts. Although she didn't feel full, she still felt a little more alive.
What a sin.
Yan Su gnawed on a chicken leg, her face full of sadness.
Three days ago, she was a cheerful freshman in college.
I just made a wish on a whim before going to bed, hoping that I would become rich overnight when I woke up the next day and be able to eat and drink enough every day from then on. I never thought that I would be transported to a strange world when I opened my eyes.
It would be fine if she traveled through time, but she happened to be a mother of a three-year-old son. The original owner was a poor and unknown celebrity in the entertainment industry with a lot of scandals.
As for the original owner, a poor, obscure nobody, why would anyone still be so keen on smearing her...
"What's going on, huh?! You NGed five times for such a simple expression?! Five times! Do you know how to act? If not, get out of here!"
Not far away, the director's angry roar was heard.
Yan Su's hand trembled. She was no longer in the mood to feel sad about her previous life of eating and waiting to die, or sad about her current cruel reality where she couldn't even get enough to eat and had to raise a three-year-old child. She finished her meal by gnawing on the chicken leg in two or three bites.
She put the garbage in the designated place, moved quietly behind the director, and stood there with a serious expression like a door god.
Perhaps it was because the director yelled at her that the acting skills of the young star who played the female lead were fully stimulated, and the filming went very smoothly.
The director's face, as dark as charcoal, finally softened a lot.
Yan Su glanced at the actress who played the female lead, Qian Yayi.
Like the original owner, this is also a small-time unknown star who has been hanging around in various rural and anti-Japanese war dramas for a long time.
The difference is that Qian Yayi has already made it in this field and now either plays the leading female role or the supporting female role.
The original owner has been in the entertainment industry for more than three years and is still making steady progress, diligently playing minor roles.
For example, passersby eating melons, corpses, a mute old lady squatting at the village entrance listening to people gossip, and a spy who was killed in less than three seconds after appearing...
This time it was much better. Her agent went to great lengths to finally get her a role with five appearances and one line.
Now there is only one last scene left to shoot, and she will be completely finished.
Director Zheng Feng watched the playback, his face still showing a hint of dissatisfaction, and his brows furrowed from time to time.
On the edge.
The assistant director, sitting with his legs crossed while eating ice cream, said, "Old Zheng, stop being so picky. This is just a low-budget rural romance drama. That idiotic and idiotic plot is enough to feed a whole bunch of film and television critics and marketing accounts."
Yan Su nodded in agreement.
After all, Wang Baochuan, the love-brained grandmother, feels inferior to the heroine of this drama. She just digs wild vegetables, while the heroine lost her money and kidney, and took the initiative to donate her kidney to the hero's ex-wife who was always making trouble. For decades, she used her love to influence her three trouble-making stepchildren. Finally, before she died, her stepchildren recognized her and called her "Mom". Then the heroine closed her eyes with a look of relief and happiness on her face.
And the character she plays is one of the most eccentric people around the ex-wife.
It’s Yan Su’s turn to perform in the next scene.
She immediately perked up, her eyes sparkling slightly. After traveling through time and acting for three days, she finally had a line.
“Crack!!!”
"Qian Yayi, what's wrong with you?! You look like you're crying?! Where are your tears?! You tried to hold it in for a long time but nothing came out?!"
As expected, director Zheng Feng's roar echoed in the set again.
Yan Su's heart trembled when she heard this, and she cried when she thought about her last scene.
She was not afraid of being scolded by the director, but mainly because she could only find minor roles in rural and anti-Japanese war dramas, and Zheng Feng was the number one director in this field and had absolute say.
If she leaves a bad impression on Director Zheng, she probably won't even be able to play a corpse in the future.
She can't lose this job. It doesn't matter if she goes hungry, the key is that she has a three-year-old baby to raise.
After the director yelled at her for the fourth time, Qian Yayi finally burst into tears. She cried because she was scolded.
Yan Su stared, trying hard to hold back two tears.
However, until the shooting began, her eyes did not even turn red.
"All departments prepare, all departments prepare, action."
As soon as the director finished speaking, Yan Su immediately got into the mood and, according to the script, grabbed the heroine's hand and called out with a hoarse voice, "Cuihua!"
That’s right, this is her only line in the whole play, and after saying this line, she started crying.
In just three seconds, Yan Su's mind was like a wild horse running out of control, and she thought about the saddest things in her life.
Finally, she thought of herself as an eighteen-year-old single girl, who after traveling through time had to become a mother to raise a three-year-old child and still not have enough food to eat every day. Suddenly, she was overwhelmed with grief and burst into tears.
It's so miserable. She is really miserable.
opposite.
Qian Yayi saw Yan Su crying so miserably that her eyes turned red.
“Crack!”
Zheng Feng looked at Yan Su and felt very satisfied. He didn't expect that there was such a good seedling hidden here.
Yan Su was still crying even after the filming was over, which made Zheng Feng instantly admire her talent.
What a good actor! He performed such a simple scene with such real feelings, and he was still in the play after it ended. He must be a good actor who loves acting and thinks carefully about the script.
Zheng Feng had a kind face and said in a gentle tone, "Xiao Su, this is for you."
He handed over a business card and said, "Director Chen is about to start shooting his new film, 'The Iron-Blooded Warrior: White Rose Bathed in Fire'. He hasn't found anyone to play the supporting female role yet. I think you'd be a good fit."
Yan Su hiccuped and immediately stopped crying. She quickly took the business card and said, "Thank you, Director Zheng!"
Oh my god, the female supporting role, this is the female supporting role!
Although the title of this drama sounds like a ridiculous anti-Japanese war drama, she was secretly happy to have a role to play when she was almost broke. What else could she be picky about?
…
Yan Su changed her clothes, removed her makeup, picked up her backpack, and left the film and television city, rushing to her next work location.
Filming is just one of her countless jobs.
She squeezed into the bus and then the subway, and it took her nearly an hour to finally reach the banquet hall on the top floor of the Century Hotel.
An engagement banquet will be held here at noon today. It is a wedding banquet for the children of two top wealthy families in Yanjing.
As a part-time cleaner, Yan Su diligently shuttled around the venue, and wherever there was dirt, she would be there.
“Pah.”
Someone broke a wine glass, and the broken glass and wine were scattered all over the floor.
Yan Su began to clean up diligently.
"Hey, have you heard? The one from the Wen family is still in the intensive care unit and is said to be hanging on to his last breath."
Suddenly, a voice came into Yan Su's ears.
In just over half an hour since she came to work, she had already heard gossip from several wealthy circles.
What about the X family's daughter-in-law having an affair with her brother-in-law, the C family's husband's mistress giving birth to six sons in one pregnancy, and the Z family's old man's new concubine being his ex-wife's daughter from her remarriage...
It is everyone's nature to eat melons, and Yan Su listened with great interest.
There was new news at this meeting, and she quietly moved towards the people standing not far away while working.
Among the group, a girl with long, straight black hair spoke up, "No way? Wen Muhan is Old Man Wen's only remaining son and the sole heir to the Wen family's business empire. He's unmarried and childless. If he dies, who will inherit the Wen family's vast fortune?"
The moment Yan Su heard the name "Wen Muhan", she felt extremely familiar with it. A thought instantly popped into her mind: Oh, this person is not dead yet?
Her eyebrows twitched and her eyes were full of confusion.
Why do I feel that the name Wen Muchan is very familiar, and subconsciously feel that he should be dead by now?
Could it be that the original owner knew this man?
Yan Su's memory was incomplete when she traveled through time. It seemed as if there was always a layer of something between them, making her unable to remember it vaguely.
She vaguely realized that she had forgotten something very important.
"What's so surprising about this? Wen Muhan was born weak and had always been a sickly person, relying on medicine to stay alive. Thinking of his impeccably handsome face, it's a pity that he passed away like this."
Several people spoke in low voices.
They didn't dare speak loudly about the Wen family, and were cautious about sharing any gossip. After all, that was the Wen family, a family truly wealthy enough to rival a nation, with businesses in countries around the world. It was said that they had successfully interfered with and manipulated political elections in many foreign countries.
"It's a weird thing to say."
Several people looked at each other.
The woman in the dark green skirt said, "My mom's best friend's daughter's husband's third uncle works in the hospital. I heard Wen Muhan's heart stopped beating three days ago, and the doctors declared him dead. But, you remember that earth-shattering thunder in the early morning three days ago, right?"
Of course they remember.
The thunder was so loud that it seemed to split the sky and earth apart. The whole world was covered in white at the same time. This incident was on the hot search for two consecutive days.
"After the lightning struck, Wen Muhan's heart suddenly started beating again."
…
Because Yan Su had to work, she didn't listen to the gossip that the others talked about, and the name Wen Muchan was also put behind her mind.
After work, she secretly ate a lot of snacks.
As expected, it was an engagement banquet for a top wealthy family. The snacks were delicious. The only regret was that the portions were very small.
Yan Su thought about it and stuffed another small piece of cake into her mouth.
After finishing her work, she received her 200 yuan salary from the person in charge. This part-time salary is quite high, but it is a pity that it is not available every day.
Kindergarten ends at 4:30 in the afternoon, so there is still time.
Yan Su went back home first.
The original owner lived in poverty and rented a one-bedroom, one-living room house on the first floor of a building in the old city of Yanjing, with a monthly rent of 650.
Because it was on the first floor, there was a small piece of open space. The original owner planted a lot of vegetables, and the sight of the lush greenery made her heart warm.
Great, I can save money on buying vegetables.
Yan Su went to a nearby fresh food supermarket and bought a lot of meat, noodles and rice.
She put her things away and drove her electric car to the kindergarten.
…
Yan Su's mood at the moment was quite complicated, with a bit of inexplicable nervousness.
Three days after she came here, she started filming in the film and television city as soon as she opened her eyes, and has not seen her adopted son yet.
From the original owner's fragmented memories, she pieced together her adopted son's full name, Yan Jinyu, nicknamed Dandan, and he had just started kindergarten at the age of three.
As for the child's personality and whether he is easy to take care of, her memory of this matter seemed to be forcibly blurred.
Yan Su and a group of parents stood at the entrance of the kindergarten.
The time came to half past four.
The gate of the kindergarten opened and a row of short and stout children walked out in an orderly line.
Yan Su's eyes swept across their faces one by one.
Suddenly, a dazzling white light came from far away and occupied all her sight.
Among a group of short and stout people, a glutinous rice dumpling wearing black overalls, with a slicked-back hair and emitting light appeared.
He was so dazzling in the crowd, with a straight little body, a fair and tender round face full of seriousness, and an indescribable aura of kingship emanating from his whole body.
Yan Su's eyes widened.
She actually saw Long Aotian's aura in a three-year-old kid!
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Sheng Chaochao is hiding a secret.
There is a portable space in the jade pendant handed down from her father. She travels to ancient times through the space and carefully raises a five-year-old little girl.
She is timid and socially anxious, but she uses the space to grow fruits and vegetables and raise her little kids, leading a stable and happy life.
Until this day, her memory awakened.
It turns out that she is the white moonlight of the male protagonist in a novel about a rich man chasing his wife to the crematorium. She is the male protagonist's motivation to strive for progress and an important point of pain in the relationship between the male and female protagonists, so she must die.
Sheng Chaochao: “…”
Before she could get over the fact that she was a cannon fodder who died early in a book, an ancient man came out of space and appeared in her bedroom, saying that his family had a throne to inherit and needed a queen to give birth to a prince.
Sheng Chaochao: “…QAQ”
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Junheng was the empress's eldest son. When he was five years old, his mother was murdered and his maternal grandfather's family was unjustly exiled.
From then on, he fell into an endless abyss of false accusations, beatings, insults, and betrayal. Only a fairy sister who appeared occasionally would accompany him, care for him, and take care of him.
Jun Heng's rotten heart gradually gave rise to a crazy idea - even if he died, he would let her stay forever.
As soon as the thought came to her mind, she completely disappeared.
After a bloody battle, Jun Heng lay cold on the ground, waiting to die. But the person he missed so much was the one he missed so much.
【Small Theater】
According to official historical records, the fourth king of the Great Xia Dynasty was a tyrant with an unpredictable temperament and cruel methods.
One morning at court, the ministers looked at the expressionless young emperor sitting on the dragon throne with trepidation.
The day before yesterday, the young emperor said only one sentence, and the Duke of England, which had been prosperous for decades, fell overnight.
As they silently prayed that misfortune would not befall them, a soft and panicked voice came from the quiet hall.
"Junheng, my son peed again."
Everyone turned around and looked in astonishment at the strangely dressed woman who appeared at the door of the hall. She was holding a baby in her arms.
They were horrified to find that the young emperor, who was not interested in women, got down from the dragon throne with a doting look on his face, walked to the woman and held her in his arms.
After that day, whenever the young emperor went to court, he would always find ways to praise his beloved queen, the only mistress of the entire harem.
★Sweet story, a sweet and cute little social phobia VS a tyrant with a fickle temper who gets crazy whenever he can't see his wife and wants to be with her every day
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