Looking at the growing Weibo fans, Mu Xiaoxian felt that he had to give fans some benefits and good luck.

Many netizens like Mu Xiaoxian, which has a lot to do with the affinity of the koi itself, and the light and goodwill that come with this nature are impossible for Shen Shiyu to learn.

Mu Xiaoxian decided to send a directional good luck to everyone.

She uploads a photo of the fast-food restaurant running the restaurant, and as long as a fan forwards the photo of the small restaurant, she can get a piece of good luck.

Of course, there is such a thing as good luck that cannot be seen or touched.

Good luck may be that in an exam, you encounter a question that you don't know, and you choose it randomly but get it right.

Good luck may be that you are negotiating with a client, and you are rejected at first, and then you turn around.

Good luck could be that you just got fired by your boss and soon landed on a better job.

Good luck may also be just the understanding, encouragement, and smile of the people around you.

In short, good luck is a very peculiar and ubiquitous air mass.

When Mu Xiaoxian posted the news, he didn't mark it for fans to help forward it, but many fans took the initiative to help forward it, so he got directional luck.

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A few days later, the little stupid Meng finally exercised and could shout and sell steamed buns on the street, and also learned to talk with strange uncles and aunts at will, and made a lot of progress.

But when it comes to participating in the show "Girl Group Creation", she is still afraid and resistant.

Shi Shi said: "Do you remember one day, we saw a mother and daughter near our home, the little girl cried and said that she didn't want to learn dance, and her mother dragged her away. ”

Little Silly nodded, "Remember." ”

The pitiful appearance of the little girl is still fresh in people's minds.

"You told me that day that your dream is to join the girl group!" Shi Shi's head was in front of the little stupid cute, and his eyes were round.

Little stupid Meng cried and chirped, "At that time, I was just talking, it was easy to say, but it was ...... to do"

The real pomp is set up, and the little girl in the countryside can't bear it.

"Girl, bring me ten steamed buns."

An old man staggered over and asked with a smile: "Girl, I saw you talking to yourself from afar, what are you muttering?" ”

The little fool smiled, of course, he couldn't tell that he was talking to the ghost, and replied: "Uncle, my brain is not very good lately, so I always talk to myself." ”

Shi Shi's face was black, "Can you not be so stupid and cute!?" ”

As soon as the old man wrapped the steamed buns, he saw a black car parked on the side of the road, and a pair of middle-aged men and women got out of the car.

As soon as the woman got out of the car, she rushed straight to the steamed bun stall, almost crazy and rushed to the little stupid cute, grabbing the girl's shoulder, "Little dream! Xiaomeng, what's wrong with you? How did you get here to sell steamed buns? My mother was busy every day and didn't have time to watch the news, but it was a colleague who told me that you sell steamed buns here......"

The woman's excitement was almost incoherent.

She is Li Raomeng's mother.

The little stupid and cute kept retreating, trying to avoid the woman's touch, and his expression looked very repulsive.

Seeing her daughter's expression, Li's mother reached out and touched the girl's face, "Don't you remember your mother?" They say you fell from the seventh floor, is it true? ”

Shi Shi watched from the sidelines, quite sad, this mother didn't know that in fact, her daughter was no longer alive.

"Let me go, okay?" The little stupid cute and weak way.

Mother Li's eyes were sad and helpless.

Shi Shi said to the little stupid Meng: "Your current identity is Li Raomeng, she is your mother, you have to try to accept her." ”