noffsinger Chapter 169 What is your dream?
Chapter 169 What is your dream?
Yao Yifan called the courier early in the morning and sent some luggage home. Then he went to a second-hand luxury recycling store in the city to have his luxury goods evaluated and recycled.
She wiped away her tears, but she had nothing to wipe away. The only person she felt sorry for was Ning Hanyu. After all, she was the one who suggested selling CPs in the first place. The two of them were always matched by fans, and even danced a double unit song together. Many fans came.
Yao Yifan flipped through the booklet for a long time last night, and it recorded every bit of their relationship. Although it was purely commercial, she knew that Ning Hanyu could go far away to buy sugar-roasted chestnuts for her, and could help her buy sanitary napkins in the middle of the night in a strange city.
She should never be able to repay this friendship. And everything is just for that single single and for the No. 5 position. After embarking on the path of private association, I realized that it was a road of no return. After I got my first bag, I no longer looked at the ones I bought. But when I saw the price, I realized that I could easily get so much money.
But if you honestly perform, chat, and work hard in business, it will take about half a year to buy it, and you can't bear to buy it.
Yao Yifan caressed the bags in her hand and said her final farewell to them. She was reluctant to part with them, but she had to cut through the mess quickly.
What about the little fans?
I'm sorry, she really didn't feel sorry for anything. Just such a small number of votes is not enough for the big boss to lift his finger.
It doesn’t matter if I cast a small number of votes, but I still criticize people every day and send long and long strings of text in private messages on Weibo. Not only that, you also need to see the status of what you have read to feel at ease.
It's really annoying to be open like this every day. What she regrets is that she has found several "husbands". If she had only found one, she probably wouldn't have these things. I'm afraid these people are jealous and have exposed themselves.
The young fans were already in the hotel yesterday, drinking beer and Coke to vent their emotions. Kirby felt uncomfortable looking at the male college student who drank three bottles of beer and the female high school student crying in the arms of another female fan. None of these people dared to order takeout, buy new clothes, or eat snacks for many months last year because of Yao Yifan's dream.
Don't they want to? No, they want to fulfill Yao Yifan's dream for her!
However, it seems that her dream is to find a rich man and make some money. Already achieved.
[Yao Yifan, who are you worthy of?]
The post on the card bar detailed the people Yao Yifan was sorry for. This time there was no rebuttal. No fan would be stupid enough to still love her.
Jiang Chuwei got up early. She stood on the window sill and saw Yao Yifan's back holding a big woven bag.
I sighed in my heart: This big bag is worth a lot of money, what a pity.
It's just that she doesn't envy him. She doesn't care about the money she got through deception.
At noon, Team C had packed up their belongings and was preparing to leave the Life Center and return to Chengdu.
Jiang Shuyi rushed back panting and walked into Jiang Chuwei and Li Shuqin's room.
"There are also eight pieces of hawthorn pot helmets." Jiang Shuyi put the gift into their hands, "I took it back to Chengdu to eat. I didn't entertain you this time. I will definitely entertain you two when I have the chance to come next time."
"Thank you, Senior Shuyi. You have foreign affairs almost every day these days. It's normal that we can't get it together." Jiang Chuwei accepted the gift, "Then we're welcome."
"You're welcome, you're welcome. If you still want to eat, just let me mail it back to you two." Jiang Shuyi touched her head.
"Senior Shuyi..." Li Shuqin still couldn't hide her thoughts.
"What's wrong, Xiaoqin?" Jiang Shuyi stared at Li Shuqin.
"Have you ever done anything to feel sorry for your fans?"
Jiang Chuwei was really shocked when Li Shuqin asked this question. She felt that such a question should not be asked.
However, Jiang Shuyi smiled and answered the question: "Does it feel like I'm sorry to everyone if I eat vermicelli while making hot pot?"
"Senior Shuyi!" Li Shuqin was a little embarrassed, "I'm asking if you have any private relationships or relationships."
"Of course that's impossible." Jiang Shuyi was quite confident. She understood Li Shuqin's worries, "Don't worry, I know what my dream is."
Jiang Chuwei asked: "What is it?"
Jiang Shuyi smiled: "Lead the whole group to a bigger stage. The concert we held last year was for 1200 people, and this year the venue is expected to be 2500 people. Next year we will strive to sing in a stadium with people."
Jiang Chuwei clapped her hands, she really admired Jiang Shuyi.
Li Shuqin kept nodding. Jiang Shuyi's words seemed to give her a reassurance, and she no longer worried in an instant.
"Shuyi's dream is my dream!"
"Okay, let's work hard together!" Jiang Shuyi and Li Shuqin stacked their hands together.
"Chu Wei, where is your dream?" Jiang Shuyi asked curiously.
"Let's make a lot of money." Jiang Chu smiled, "I really think so."
"Well, I wish us all success." Jiang Shuyi took Jiang Chuwei's hand and pressed it down together.