Looking at her mother's smile, Xin Siyi felt a chill run down her spine for some reason. She realized that she still needed to work harder and harder.
It's better for her not to know the consequences.
"Mom, I will work hard to earn money tomorrow. If I earn 200 a day, that's 1400 in seven days, which is enough to pay the minimum repayment."
This money is easy to earn.
Two hundred yuan just like that.
"I hope you'll still say that tomorrow," Mo Yan said calmly, looking at her.
Being an extra is easy? Playing a minor role is easy, that's because you haven't seen reality, my daughter.
Even your idol went through countless hardships, setbacks, and ridicule to get to where they are today.
There's no such thing as glamorous life; all we have is the effort to live.
Continuously strive to improve yourself, hoping that one day you will have an opportunity to show your abilities; this is the essence of the saying "ten years to hone a sword".
Xin Siyi: "..."
At five o'clock in the morning, Mo Yan dragged Xin Siyi out of bed.
"Mom, why isn't it time for you to go to school yet?"
Xin Siyi rubbed her hair impatiently. What time was it? Her mother was already waking her up.
"Hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face, or you won't get paid today if you're late."
Hearing about wages instantly sobered her up, and she quickly got up and followed Mo Yan downstairs to squeeze onto the bus.
After finally managing to squeeze onto the platform, it was packed with people like bamboo shoots stuck in the ground. Xin Siyi almost threw up from the smell.
Because she lives close to the school, she always walks, and takes taxis wherever she wants to go; she has never taken a crowded bus.
Upon arrival at the station, Xin Siyi was immediately pulled off the train, and only then did she realize she was back on the ground.
"Mom, do you really take the bus every day?"
This is terrifying! How can this bus be so crowded?
"Since this is to the film studio, the bus fare is two yuan, and the taxi fare is fifty yuan. Which would you choose?"
"Take a taxi, fifty yuan isn't expensive," Xin Siyi said without hesitation.
"You still have money. If you didn't have money, you wouldn't think like this. Let's go and queue up." When you really don't have money, you have to be careful with even ten yuan. You can count exactly how many steamed buns you can buy.
"Queue up? Want to eat?"
Xin Siyi quickly followed Mo Yan.
"Wait in line and wait to be chosen by others."
Mo Yan took Xin Siyi directly to a construction site. They then spent twenty yuan to register and get a badge, which meant they were now extras at this film studio and could wait for the production team to select them based on their badges.
It's not like you can just grab anyone off the street and expect them to act. Film studios need to make a living too. [This isn't realistic; it's just part of the story. I've never been an extra and don't know if it's true, but that's how it is in this story.]
Xin Siyi found this scene quite novel; she had no idea it was done this way.
When Xin Siyi arrived at the destination, she saw a large group of men, women, and children sitting there, eating steamed buns and mantou. She even saw Luo Jiashi there.
"Squad leader, when did you arrive?"
"I just arrived. The auntie told me how to queue, so I came over. Are you hungry? I'll go buy breakfast."
Luo Jiashi quickly spoke to the mother and daughter, as he had also gotten up at five o'clock.
However, since he usually read books in this world, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
There's always a reason why someone is outstanding. If you think there isn't, it's because you haven't seen it.
There is no gain without pain, and geniuses are one in a million.
In other words, does that mean a genius can read without studying? Sorry, that's not genius, that's being reborn. Maybe they knew how to read in a past life.
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