Chapter 9 I don't want to be selected, I just want to get rich



Chapter 9 I don't want to be selected, I just want to get rich

After eating and drinking.

The schedule given by the director team includes a two-hour lunch break.

From twelve to two.

But many people choose to use this time to practice in the practice room.

Zhao Miaomiao didn't hesitate at all and went straight back to the house to take a nap.

But when he opened the door of the dormitory, he saw a woman in a black tight suit in the dormitory.

The woman heard the door open, turned around, and met Zhao Miaomiao's eyes.

Just as the woman was about to speak, Zhao Miaomiao silently closed the door.

"Sorry, we went the wrong way."

woman:………………

Number 99 immediately went online: [Host, you're not in the wrong place! This is the original owner, Tong Wanwan's black-hearted agent, Ling Xue.]

No. 99 just finished speaking.

Ling Xue opened the door from the inside and looked at Zhao Miaomiao: "Come in, I came here specifically to see you."

After entering the house, Ling Xue said, "The company's boss has been watching the show recently.

Seeing that you've been quite popular recently, I wanted to take advantage of that popularity and get you some advertising."

Ling Xue said as she took out a bottle of toner without any quality assurance from her bag and handed it to Zhao Miaomiao.

“This lotion.

You pretend to be using it while the show is on.

Then, in front of the camera, praise this lotion. Remember that?"

Zhao Miaomiao studied the lotion for a while.

“I remember it, but I don’t have any idea.

What can I brag about? It doesn't even have an expiration date on it.

Otherwise, I could still brag that this is the lotion used by the Queen Mother."

Ling Xue listened and frowned.

"Why? You don't want to take this ad?"

Zhao Miaomiao shook her head, "No.

I just said that I can't praise it, but I didn't say I won't do it.

How about this.

I can only sing Little Donkey.

Next time, I will sing "Little Donkey" while promoting this lotion.

This sounds ridiculous.

Ling Xue said unhappily, "Tong Wanwan, are you kidding me?! Who sings Little Donkey to sell something?"

Zhao Miaomiao said sincerely, "No. I really only know how to sing Little Donkey, and I'm really good at singing Little Donkey. It makes everyone cry when I sing it."

Ling Xue didn't believe it, "Tong Wanwan, I'm warning you! Stop talking nonsense!

Don't forget, you are still an artist of our company and your contract is still in our hands.

Even if you have popularity and traffic now, so what!

Without one million, you still can’t terminate the contract!"

Zhao Miaomiao got the point.

"Oh, so the contract can be terminated for only one million."

Ling Xue scoffed, "One million, do you have that? You poor bastard, and your gambling-addict mother, you probably can't even come up with a hundred dollars with all your money added up."

It hurts, what you said came true.

But Zhao Miaomiao was not sad.

Her eyes rolled around, and she suddenly asked Ling Xue, "How much money do you have on you? Cash."

Ling Xue snorted and said, "At least over a thousand."

What a huge sum of money!

No, I have to think of a way to cheat this money!

Zhao Miaomiao thought about it and said to Ling Xue, "How about we make a bet?"

"What bet?"

Zhao Miaomiao: "You don't believe that my singing can make people cry.

I will sing a song for you later. If you cry, you have to give me all the money you have."

Ling Xue asked: "What if I didn't cry?"

Zhao Miaomiao: "Then I will honestly promote this lotion during the show."

Ling Xue felt disdainful and wondered, how is it possible that someone would cry after listening to the little donkey?

Those who cried after hearing this must be fools.

And normally, Ling Xue is not a crybaby.

So he nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhao Miaomiao was worried, "Take out the money first and put it on the table."

Ling Xue was disdainful and took out her wallet from her bag, which contained a stack of red banknotes.

Ling Xue pulled out all the red ones.

At this time, Zhao Miaomiao was sharp-eyed and saw that there was other change in the bag.

Then he said, "Wait a minute, I want the green one too, and the yellow one too, take them both out."

Ling Xue glanced at Zhao Miaomiao with a bit of disdain, "What a petty, poor fellow."

Then he took out all the money and put it on the table in front of Zhao Miaomiao.

"Is that all right?"

Zhao Miaomiao nodded with satisfaction, "Yeah."

Then he stood up and cleared his throat.

"Ahem, then please listen carefully."

Ling Xue still disdains it until now.

Until I heard the first sentence.

"I have a little donkey~~~

I never ride~"

Then, unexpectedly, Ling Xue's tears fell.

Zhao Miaomiao continued.

"One day, I suddenly had the urge to ride it to the market.

I have a small whip in my hand~

I feel really proud~"

Ling Xue: "Don't sing, don't sing, I'll give you the money."

Zhao Miaomiao didn't stop and continued singing: "I don't know how~~~~

Crash~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I fell into the mud~~~"

By the time Zhao Miaomiao finished singing, Ling Xue was already crying uncontrollably.

"Hey, I won."

Zhao Miaomiao happily took the money on the table.

I ordered it again, hmm, not bad, one thousand and fifty-six yuan.

No. 99 protested online: [Host! How can you use the cheat code recklessly!

Giving you the golden finger is to help you make your debut smoothly!

I didn’t ask you to use this method to make money! ! ! !]

Zhao Miaomiao: "Calm down, calm down. It's a waste not to cheat the bad guys' money."

Ling Xue's eyes were red, but she praised Zhao Miaomiao sincerely.

“Yes, this song is really well sung.

Then you can sing "Little Donkey" while selling these cosmetics."

Zhao Miaomiao nodded perfunctorily: "Okay."

Ling Xue wiped her tears and said, "It's nothing, I'll go back first.

You keep performing well on the show and strive to get more attention. Got it?"

Zhao Miaomiao: "I know. Goodbye, I won't say goodbye. Welcome to see me next time."

Ling Xue looked at Zhao Miaomiao, who looked well-behaved, and always felt that something was wrong.

But what's wrong?

I can’t put it into words.

Why is it so uncomfortable...

Zhao Miaomiao hid all the money he had earned hard in a pillowcase.

He patted the pillow contentedly and said, "It's almost there. I'll cancel the contract once I save one million."

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