Father Shen had no choice but to put down the dishes and chopsticks and went to open the door.

Outside the door, the elderly woman, with thick shoulders and waist, raised her hands high, stopped in mid-air, and was stunned for a moment.

She shook her hair, stuck her waist, and cursed in her mouth:

"Why did it take so long to open the door, and if my hand hurts, can you afford it?"

Hearing her unkind words, Father Shen frowned and asked her, "Is there anything wrong with this late hour?"

The woman's eyebrows were raised, and her voice was sharp: "It's time to pay the rent next month, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you don't pay it before the fifteenth, you can pack up your things and get out of here for me." ”

Throwing down this sentence, he turned impatiently and went upstairs.

Not long after, there was a bang upstairs, and a woman's high-decibel voice came from the non-soundproof door.

Father Shen, who sat back at the dining table, looked at his silent wife and daughter, and said with a smile: "The money to pay the rent is ready, you don't have to worry about it." After a while, I was ready to set up a storefront, and the food stall was very profitable, but there were too few people who could keep it, so I had to have a store. ”

After taking a shower, Shen Weiwei lay on the desk, writing and drawing with a pen, a little distracted.

Theater No. 10 paid her salary, and she wanted to give the money to Shen's father as the principal, but Lin Qing's training fee had been delayed for a long time.

The imperial capital in the middle of summer.

The sky is blue, and after a rain, the temperature rises instead of falling.

The exhaust fumes of the car floated by, not to mention the bad smell, mixed with a hint of dryness.

The audition was not in the theater, but in Building 7 on West Ring Road, and she took the elevator up to Hou Yong's studio on the 16th floor.

She indicated her intention to the front desk, and the girl heard her name for a moment, and quickly and enthusiastically led her to a glass cubicle.

Not long after, a man in a suit and leather shoes walked up, smiled at her who was sitting on the sofa and drank water:

"Miss Shen, please follow me!"

Shen Weiwei, who walked out of the building, was dizzy, she didn't expect to pass so easily.

Hou Yong only asked her to sing a song, asked a few questions, and then made a decision, handed her the script, and asked her to go back and take a closer look.

This song and dance drama will take a month of rehearsal before it can be officially put on the stage, and the rehearsal time will start next Wednesday.

Hou Yong did not hesitate, and nodded with a wave of his big hand.

In the live broadcast room, the audience swiped the screen to give her star coins, and a local tyrant audience even gave a spaceship worth 1999 star coins, and the star coins on the account rose gradually.

Xide system does not live in her mind to chant scriptures, and asks her to send benefits to fans.

She was sitting on the bus holding the script and reading it carefully, and the mechanical sound was so noisy that she closed the script and smiled sweetly:

"You haven't seen me dance yet, tonight will extend the live broadcast for three hours, you can watch me dance!"

The live broadcast room was another wave of scrolling.

When she got home, she put the script into the room, and she went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The live broadcast screen automatically switches to a blank blank.

Night.

The road is less hot and the wind is cooler.

Dressed in a white ruffle dress, she chose a window seat and sat down, opening the window to breathe.

A gentle wind blew in, ruffling a few strands of her long hair.

From time to time, someone turned their heads to look at her.

In the evening breeze, the scent of roses wafts around with the smell of various perfumes.

Not far away, there are buildings of people, men and women are staggered in the bright lights, and all of them are worth a lot of money.

Pei Yan's figure was hidden under the rose wall in the dark, playing with the lighter boringly, and the fire flickered on and off.

Standing next to them were Hu Hao and Zhang Yu, the two of them were wearing suits with just the right cut, chatting with Pei Yan with wine glasses. From time to time, girls came to talk, and Hu Hao did not refuse to laugh with them, which frequently caused the girls to laugh.

What was originally a dark corner has now become the center of a lively drinking party.

Pei Yan threw the lighter impatiently, put his hand in his pocket, and couldn't help but say, "It's so noisy." ”

Several of the girls stopped laughing, biting their lipes and looking at his near-perfect face, flushed.

"I'm leaving. ”

Pei Yan's brows furrowed, twisted into a pimple, and walked forward without looking back.

Hu Hao and Zhang Yu glanced at each other, threw down a group of delicate celebrities and nobles, followed him in a few steps, and hooked up with him:

"Brother Pei, let's go together. The party is so boring, let's find another place to go chic?"

On the bus, Shen Weiwei enjoyed the street scene on the side of the road while chatting with fans in the live broadcast room.

The sound of the car engine whistled by, and the wind ruffled her long hair, and her whole face was covered by no hair, attracting the attention of passers-by.

Sitting in the passenger seat of the blue Pagani supercar, Hu Hao's eyes drifted out of the car, and he inadvertently caught a glimpse of that face, revealing a stunning look in his eyes.

He sighed, a little worried: "Brother Pei, have you seen it?" The beautiful woman in the car behind her looks amazing, I think I have been in love for so long, and I have never seen her more beautiful. ”

The tone was quite regrettable.

Pei Yan sneered and said disdainfully, "Heh...... Are you still in love?" had no interest in the beauty he spoke of.

Another supercar drove over, Zhang Yu in the driver's seat squeezed his eyebrows at Hu Hao, and pointed to the bus behind him, and the two understood.

Shen Weiwei pressed the corner of her skirt that was blown by the wind, got off the bus, took the elevator, and came to the dance studio.

The audience in the live broadcast room knew that she was learning to dance, but it was the first time she followed the camera to see an empty dance studio.

Fans were looking forward to the upcoming performance, and the system also bought advertising space on its own initiative, and the number of online viewers skyrocketed to a maximum of 5,000 people, and other viewers could not squeeze in.

The system chattered: [Host, if you were upgraded to a one-star anchor before, the maximum number of people is 10,000, and there must be more than so many viewers. Now the popularity value has exceeded 6,000, do you want to upgrade to a one-star anchor now?]

In the changing room, Shen Weiwei changed into a close-fitting dance practice uniform, making her more and more slender and exquisite.

She folded the changed dresses and nodded, "Then upgrade!"

Her delicate facial features appear on the screen, her body is as soft as a graceful aquatic plant, dancing to the music, and her posture is beautiful.

The dancing is sometimes classical and elegant, sometimes glamorous and flamboyant.

Highway under the night sky.

Supercars next to it sped by, blowing up gusts of wind, mixed with the sound of whistling engines.

Blue Pagani stopped on the side of the road, Pei Yan sat boredly on the hood, stroked his cuffs, and the screen appeared in mid-air, looking at the eye-catching advertising slogan [Earth Beauty Anchor Hot Dance Debut].

He clicked in, and looked up just in time to see the scene.

She has a charming smile on her face that does not match her age, her fingers are like peeling onions and half-covering her eyes, and her smart eyes are shining through her fingers, tugging at the heartstrings of others for no reason.

She twirled lightly on her small toes, twisting her waist, each strand of hair jumping deftly over her shoulder.

Pei Yan's eyebrows were raised, and his fingers tapped the hood, evoking an inexplicable smile.