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The first step is for her to become beautiful.
A beautiful face can add a lot of points. She knows the nature of human beings.
She was once so tortured by this junior prisoner. When she first appeared on the live broadcast, she had a dark and earthy face with scars. Even though she was wearing beautiful designer brands, she still looked poor and sour, like an ugly duckling artificially wearing a layer of white swan. Feathers are a joke.
She gives them whatever they like.
She didn¡¯t know what happened or why it happened, but the result was that she was reborn and returned to her first trial, and this time her memory was not suppressed.
Although she is full of anger and resentment for destroying the world, she knows that it is of no use. If she wants to survive and change her destiny, she must abide by the rules of the game.
Her destiny is in the hands of the audience. She must make them like her and find her cute. No, she wants them to worship her and regard her as a spiritual pillar, so as to protect her and fight against the world for her!
To this end, she can live her life as a beautiful lie!
Although the time flow rate in the virtual world is adjusted very fast, Song Juyao in this world cannot feel this speed. She slept for a while and woke up the next day to Liu Yan's soft cry.
Song Juyao looked at the time, six forty-nine in the morning.
Liu Yan was waiting for Song Juyao in front of the restaurant outside. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at Song Juyao with tears in her eyes: "Yaoyao, what should we eat in the morning?"
After Song Juyao left last night, Liu Yan, who was hungry, looked at the greasy kitchen and finally chose to go to bed hungry. She lay in bed thinking about everything that happened that night, as well as her daughter's coldness and grievance for leaving her to sleep. She shed tears, missing her late husband who doted on her, and fell asleep crying.
When I woke up in the morning, I was even hungrier.
Song Juyao ignored her and walked into the bathroom.
There is no bathroom in her room. It is a room used to store sundries. There are a lot of wood and machine tools. Her small bed is squeezed into these messy things.
She is like a child laborer who was bought from the hands of human traffickers for thousands of dollars.
¡°All this is very unreasonable in reality and has absolutely no logic at all. In order to design hardships for her, the program team really took great pains to find an NPC with this kind of personality.
Song Juyao brushed her teeth and washed her face carefully, and then carefully applied layer upon layer of Liu Yan's skin care products, including hand cream.
Finally, she gave herself a clean ponytail before opening the bathroom door and going out.
Liu Yan is still waiting for her to make breakfast.
Song Juyao is also hungry. For her own purposes, she wants to eat well and grow up well, but she can no longer be smoky.
Song Juyao glanced at her and said, "Let's go out to eat."
Liu Yan was stunned for a moment, then stood up: "But, we don't have much money left"
"If you don't have money, just make it. You are an adult and I am only ten years old. It is your responsibility to raise me." Song Juyao said, turned and left. Although their family had lost most of their savings, they still had less than a dime left. Liu Yan had some private money hidden in her hands.
Liu Yan looked at Song Juyao's back, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Song Juyao glanced at him, damn, he is mentally retarded. Liu Yan seemed to have forgotten the fright he received last night, without any psychological shadow.
The two of them went to have breakfast together in a breakfast shop that has been open for more than ten years in the village. The business in the shop was very good, and several tables were full. The two of them could only share the table with others. All eyes from all around were directed at the two mothers and daughters. The main one they looked at was Liu Yan. They all said that they wanted to be pretty and filial. Liu Yan was wearing a white dress and a white paper flower in her hair. She added these words to her. Explained vividly.
Liu Yan leaned against Song Juyao uncomfortably. Song Juyao lowered his head and ate steamed buns and drank soy milk, as if he didn't feel the sight at all, and he didn't glare at her like a wolf like before.
"Sister, you're here, let me go to your house to make a splash." A middle-aged man with a Chinese character face wearing a suit walked into the breakfast shop and said with a smile. He was wearing a suit and leather tie, and looked a little out of place with the simple and rustic country people in the breakfast shop. The envious and respectful looks around him made him raise his head more and more, and his brows showed arrogance.
He is a white-collar elite. Although he only works in a rural credit cooperative, he is better than these country people who work hard and are exposed to the sun and rain.
"Brother." Liu Yan saw a dependent smile on Liu Guoqing's face.
"Go, go, go?In order to protect Liu Yan, he was implicated and his bones were broken countless times.
Chen Laoer and his late wife had a son, who was two years older than Song Juyao. He inherited Chen Laoer's temper, often got into fights, and was ugly. With their family's reputation, even though they were rich, it would be difficult to find a wife. . And if something happens, the woman¡¯s family will also make trouble.
So the old lady of the Chen family looked at Song Juyao and thought of selling her to Chen Lao's second son. From then on, she was watched and restrained like a child bride, for fear that she would run away and she would not be able to even step out of the village.
This hell will end when Song Juyao is 16 years old, Liu Yan is finally beaten so much that she escapes from the house, crashes into a car of a rich man from a big city in the heavy rain, and is attracted by the rich man.
Song Juyao lowered her eyelashes. Naturally, she would not follow the fate planned for her by the program team. She wants to leave this prison.
"Yaoyao, what do you think we should do?" Liu Yan waited for a long time but did not receive Song Yaoyao's comfort, so she leaned over and asked softly. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com