Lin Jiamei's mother and son quickly bought the things they needed and returned to the village committee.

Ye Chengcheng was a little irritable at this time.

At first, she wanted her daughter Xin'er to dance street dance and paint, but if she couldn't do it, she would sing.

First of all, she went to the village committee to explain her thoughts, saying that her daughter may need a venue for dancing, which is the kind that can only be watched for a fee.

The village chief thought about it for a long time and said that the stage could be used, but there was no fence around the stage or anything, and it was not realistic for them to make a fence, so it was better to think of other ways.

Ye Tingcheng was very helpless, so he had to ask them to help get a table, prepare painting tools, and let his daughter paint.

But what made her collapse was that Xin'er painted oil paintings for two hours, and others looked at them, but no one mentioned the matter of buying paintings.

Time was tight, and in desperation, she said to her daughter, "Why don't you just dance here and try your luck." ”

At the beginning of hip-hop, it really attracted a lot of people, especially Xin'er's breaking, which was very cool, and everyone applauded unanimously.

Ye Tingcheng took the opportunity to say: "Everyone, we are filming a show, we need to earn enough 109 yuan, on a hot day, if you think the little girl dances well, can you pay some money?" ”

At first, the people who were still interested in it all retreated when they heard that they were asking for money.

Ye Chengcheng was helpless and angry.

A bunch of white prostitutes!

[How do you feel that Ye Tingcheng is like begging, you just boldly say that you need to give money to watch my daughter dance, otherwise don't watch it, don't do it]

[That's no different from the current result, the world is like this, people's hearts are like this, everyone likes free things]

[To be honest, I think Xin'er's oil painting is very good, if I was on the scene, I would definitely spend 100 yuan to buy it]

[Unfortunately, not everyone is you]

Seeing that it was almost six o'clock, Ye Tingcheng hadn't earned a penny, so she decided to try singing like an ant on a hot pot.

As soon as she spoke, the audience who came over happened to be from Lin Jiamei.

They are a group of people who love music.

But because I listened to the singer-turned-Lin Jiamei's song just now, and then listened to Ye Chengcheng's, I always felt that it was a little meaningless.

In the end, I don't know if I pity the mother and daughter, I donated a few dollars piecemeal, until six o'clock, and it didn't exceed 50 yuan by sight.

Ye Qingcheng was depressed and collected things with his daughter.

In fact, not only their mothers were depressed, but Zhang Xinqi was also depressed.

At first, she wanted her daughter to dance, but her daughter was unwilling, and in desperation, she decided to put down all her face and go to farm work.

For the idea she proposed, the members of the village committee, including the members of their program team, were quite surprised. Out of sympathy and support, the village chief asked her to help pick peppercorns for their family, and gave her a reward of 10 yuan per catty higher than the market price.

That is, a pound of peppercorns is 30 yuan.

Under the sun, Zhang Xinqi stood alone in the pepper field and was busy, as desolate as he wanted.

People are often cranky when they are lonely, and Zhang Xinqi is the same.

She thought about her husband, thought about her former love, thought about her daughter, and thought about it without tears streaming down her face.

[Uh, uh, Sister Xinqi actually went to pick peppercorns alone, no, as an actor, you can make more money by using any talent than picking peppercorns]

[What age is this, don't say those useless, I think labor is not expensive or cheap, as long as it is the money you earn, it is worthy of respect]

[Can the camera get closer, Zhang Xinqi's face is tears or sweat, she won't be crying]

[Hahaha, it must be sweat, how can you cry, do you think all women are the same as you think, cry when you encounter something]

Although Zhang Xinqi tried her best, it wasn't until six o'clock that the village chief helped weigh it, and she picked 2 catties and 9 taels.

Not enough for 109 yuan!

She carried the basket and walked with steps heavier than going to the grave to return to the village committee.

She thought that she must be the first to last, but she didn't expect that Ye Tingcheng and them were worse than her.

In an instant, she was in a much better mood.

But Fu Rongrong is not as open-minded as her.

Fu Rongrong was called back by the program team.

As soon as she returned to the village committee and didn't see Yueman, she instantly ignited a sense of superiority.

It's just a hundred dollars, and I haven't earned it in an afternoon!

I didn't expect you to have today!

"Don't come back yet, who is this?" Chen Hong touched his bald head and said to Xiao Wu angrily, "You give me a call, let me come back quickly, bring back the rankings, and all the rewards and punishments will be done together, don't delay any longer." ”

"Okay." Xiao Wu picked up his phone.

"Director Chen, it's very likely that Man Man will earn enough money soon, or let's give her a few minutes." Fu Rongrong said.

"What? Earn? They went to catch fish in the river. ”

Fu Rongrong: ??

Seeing the question mark on Fu Rongrong's face, Xiao Wu explained: "People have earned enough money for a long time, and then they took Doudou to play." ”

Fu Rongrong was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time, how could she make money, she earned it so fast.

However, she soon realized that her behavior was a bit abnormal, so it was easy to be caught by netizens, so she quickly smiled and said, "Really? That's great, Manman was the first place twice today and can win the grand prize. ”

But my heart was so angry that it was about to explode.

This woman, how can she be a head above herself in everything!

[Sister Rongrong, can we not be a licking dog, your best friend doesn't take you seriously at all, what are you happy about when she is the first]

[Is it only me who saw that for a moment, Fu Rongrong's eyes showed a vicious and fierce light]

[Don't talk nonsense if you don't have clairvoyance, Sister Rong Rong is still so gentle with strangers, how can she show her fierce light for her best friend]

Fu Rongrong remembered the WeChat that had not been sent at noon.

She took out her phone and opened the chat window of "Subversive in the Sand Sculpture World" to ask about the post.

"Subversive in the Sand Sculpture World" said that he did send out the post, and after he finished it, he read it himself as a reader, even reading the punctuation, but he just didn't know why, and the post suddenly disappeared.

Fu Rongrong replied angrily: Then you didn't ask customer service? Just leave it to your devices? (Crazy .jpg)

"Subversive in the Sand Sculpture World": Asked, the stupid customer service said that he didn't see the posting record, and at first he said that I was wrong, can I remember the TMD thing? Later, I came to see that I had a tough attitude and said that I would give feedback upwards (.jpg with fists)

Fu Rongrong has never seen such a waste thing, the post is gone, why don't you post it again? Just waiting for customer service feedback?

In the face of her questioning, the "subversive of the sand sculpture world" said that he wrote the post directly on Weibo and forgot to leave a copy. And he's a little exhausted now, and he can't feel like he can write the first one. He will try his best to urge the Weibo customer service to restore the post.

Fu Rongrong: !!