Could it be thatshe secretly lost weight in order to be on that crappy "Tomorrow Star" talent show and to be on camera?
Mo Linyuan frowned deeply: "Have you lost weight?"
Mo Nian pouted, "I don't have any" It was just her manager who watched her every day and refused to let her eat.
Mo Linyuan's brows deepened, "Is it because the food of the program crew is not good? Or is it because the accommodation is not good?"
Just kidding, the variety shows held by Mo's Film and Television are followed by reports. Naturally, they are the best hotels. There is no shortage of money at all.
Of course she is living well.
Mo Nian replied: "No, the food and accommodation provided by the program crew are all very good"
She hasn¡¯t been serving the Lord of Hell these past few days, so don¡¯t be too happy.
She thought for a moment and added, "Oh, maybe it's because I exercised too much during the line dance recently."
¡°Uncle, can I kneel down after breakfast?¡±
She is really hungry. Her legs were weak when she came out of her manager¡¯s dance studio yesterday afternoon.
She could have gone to dinner, but her agent has been brainwashing her very hard recently.
She said she was fat and needed to lose weight, otherwise she would miss the top three in the finals.
If you miss the top three, this is your only opportunity to make a splash. If you miss it, it will be difficult to get into this circle in the future.
Therefore, for her dream of stardom, she endured even going to Meiyu to sell wine without even taking a bite.
Mo Linyuan didn't know which nerve was wrong, so he rarely let go: "Yeah."
Mo Nian smiled sweetly at the man: "Uncle, I know you love me the most."
Mo Linyuan looked at the little girl's slightly raised lips, remembering how sweet and soft it was when she boldly kissed his lips last night.
His throat rolled up, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I'm going to use it in the restaurant."
Mo Nian blinked, "Uncle, are you with me?"
"Um."
Two minutes later, Mo Nian sat opposite the man, obediently drinking fresh milk, eating donuts, and digging into the matcha cake and eating it happily.
A pair of calves were dangling under the table, and I didn¡¯t know what was happening.
Mo Linyuan suddenly put down his porridge spoon and glanced at her curiously: "What's your habit of living in the program group?"
Mo Nian almost blurted out the word "get used to it". When it came to his mouth, he quickly changed his words: "I'm not used to it. I like being controlled by my uncle."
This sycophant!
Mo Linyuan chuckled, "Then move back here."
Mo Nian¡¯s face was embarrassed, and she said bitterly: ¡°Um¡, uncle, I can¡¯t be special. We are all the top ten in the country, so if I¡¯m special¡ I will be ostracized.¡±
Mo Linyuan raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you say you like me taking care of you?"
Mo Nian really wants to say that there is still time for that. Besides, you are so stupid that you can¡¯t even hear the flattery.
Of course she could only think about it and didn't dare to say it out loud: "Butit's hard to have both."
In this matter, Mo Linyuan did not force it.
He also wanted to give this kid a chance, just once.
If she really has the ability to work in this industry, then he will help pave the way for her in the future.
If she doesn¡¯t have that ability, she can only
Mo Linyuan has uncovered the dark history of what the little girl did behind his back, and he probably knows what she has in mind.
He quickly became sarcastic again: "You are so short of money that you go to a nightclub to sell it?"
Mo Nian feels uncomfortable. This sale is very heart-wrenching.
She released the half-bitten donut in her mouth and stood up: "I'm full. I'm going to kneel in the study. Uncle, please take it easy."
Mo Linyuan clicked and threw down his chopsticks: "Sit down."
Mo Nian: ¡°¡¡±
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