Song Ye's white moonlight stand-in, I'm not right

Chapter 46
In this world, there is no one-step success, and no one can succeed by relying on talent. Everyone has stepped forward step by step, and some even gave their all for it.

Many things are opposite, and so is life. No one's life will be smooth sailing, and no one will always be stuck in the mud and can't get out.

So we don't need to be depressed, and we don't need to be complacent. Sometimes those who stand tall will fall miserably, and those who are stuck in the mud may be able to rise to the top.

Qi Yue looked at the boxed lunch in her hand and said to herself, this is probably what everyone must go through on the way to becoming famous.

After the lunch break, the work of the guests in the afternoon was to sell the broken corn in the town and exchange it for change or other things.

Originally, there were still fish, but Zhang Yuan and Li Yunlei caught one fish, and it was finally eaten as a dish, which could not be sold.

A large group of people ran to see the stalls in the market. It was obviously the first time for several guests, and they were a little at a loss.

Qi Yue leaned against the door of the store behind which the camera couldn't capture, watching them sitting there stiffly waiting for buyers.

Everyone was a little confused, including Tu Yan and Song Yan.

It may be that the effect was different than expected. To be honest, Tu Yan did not expect everyone to be so silent.

Finally, Shen Chong spoke.

"Ha, before I watched the stalls on TV all need to sell, how about we try?"

Zhang Yuan probably still hadn't recovered from the morning aftertaste, and only said "oh" a few times.

Song Yan sat there reservedly like a nobleman, he didn't look like a person who would set up a stall at all, and he didn't pay attention to Shen Chong.

It was Xu Beiyin, who smiled at Shen Chong: "That's right, let me call."

After the words fell, she really yelled: "Corn, sell corn."

There are mostly left-behind elderly people on the island, and they don't have much idea about celebrities, and they don't know much about them.

No matter how popular they are in the interior, they are just like ordinary people here.

Tu Yan watched quietly, not looking for a nurse.

After a while, the first person came to the corn stand.

"How do you sell this corn?" It was a middle-aged uncle who was a bit bald.

Xu Beiyin smiled sweetly: "Uncle, it costs two yuan each."

It's not that she is talking nonsense, everyone sells like this.

The uncle knelt down to pick and choose, and asked, "When did you break it?"

"In the morning, in the morning, it must be fresh and very sweet. Uncle, how many do you want?" Shen Chong asked.

"Come six."

Once there was the first time, there was the second time. Within two hours, the two bags of corn on the stall were almost sold out.

A group of people came behind, probably a tourist group, some of them knew a few of them, bought all the corn in one go, and asked for autographs.

Previously, those who were chasing airport pick-ups never had a chance to get autographs. I didn’t expect to bump into them during a trip. Tens of dollars worth of corn were exchanged for their autographs.

What a deal.

"Now, you can use the money you get to buy other things. All the money is at your own disposal, but I want to remind you in advance that the income from future work will no longer belong to you." Tu Yanna Said through a loudspeaker.

The implication is that today's money is their meal money for the next week.

Qi Yue has been counting, the income today is only 30 yuan, five people eat for a week, a little more than [-] yuan a day, ha, each person can only eat six yuan, can you eat enough?

It is true that Tu Yan is not a human being.

Everyone originally wanted to buy some unique things here in the small town that could be taken home as souvenirs, but after hearing this, no one dared to spend money recklessly.

In the end, I just bought some pork and some vegetables, and went back to the cabin.

In the evening, Miga, who hadn't appeared all this time, finally came.

Qi Yue had a grudge against her at first, but after Mi Jia cheated on her a few times, she no longer liked her at all.

The guests were busy cooking, and Song Yan sat in the yard chopping firewood like a buddhist, without a moment.

"Director Tu, change it. Brother Yan's right hand is injured, and he can't chop firewood with his left hand." Qi Yue looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but say.

Song Yan didn't say where the injury was. Tu Yan had been busy for a whole day and had completely forgotten about it. Besides, seeing him break the corn very vigorously today, Tu Yan thought it was nothing serious.

Now when Qi Yue reminded him, he saw Song Yan struggling to hold the ax with his left hand.

"Teacher Song," Tu Yan hurried forward, "Why didn't you say it earlier, don't break it, or your little fan will scold me."

Song Yan looked over subconsciously, and met Qi Yue's eyes.

Both of them looked away in embarrassment, and Song Yan said, "It's okay, my left and right hands are the same."

How can it be the same? Who is right-handed but left-handed?

"Forget it, you go inside and help cook. I'll find someone to chop the firewood later."

Song Yan hesitated for a moment, looked up at Tu Yan slightly, and said: "I said I can do it, it's okay."

Tu Yan didn't know what he was stubborn about, and stopped talking after several times of persuasion and no response.

Qi Yue's liver hurts, Song Yan is so strong at this time.

It's better to change jobs than he is here whimpering and swinging an axe.

This method didn't work, so Qi Yue changed it. She said, "Director Tu, cut the camera, stop shooting him, and give the camera to someone else. Look, there are quite a few people cooking in the kitchen over there. "Qi Yue said.

Tu Yan has already decided to switch the camera and let Song Yanfang do what he likes there.

Dinner is served, a plate of dark scrambled eggs, a plate of fried pork with celery, and a pot of rice.

"Let's eat together. I have never cooked, and my cooking skills are really not very good." Li Yunlei said.

"Brother Li, what are you talking about? It's good to have something to eat. Fortunately, you know how to cook, otherwise everyone will be hungry tonight." Shen Chong replied.

"That's right, Brother Li, your cooking is delicious."

"Just this egg, it's a bit mushy..."

……

After dinner, the big guys sat in the courtyard chatting and looking at the stars, the older ones talked about his past experiences, and the younger ones learned from the scriptures.

"Brother Yan, you have been in the entertainment industry for so many years, do you have any insights?" Zhang Yuan asked.

Song Yan kept looking up at the sky, the stars were dotted with half of the moon.

After Zhang Yuan asked, he pondered for a while, and said: "Sentiment...just go down-to-earth, whether you are popular or not...sometimes it is metaphysics."

Song Yan's speech gave people a very comfortable feeling. He didn't treat himself as a senior to preach, and he didn't hide what he wanted to say.

In this circle, whether one is popular or not really depends on metaphysics.

Zhang Yuan laughed loudly: "Brother Yan, do you believe in Tarot cards?"

Song Yan patted the dirt on his hands and said, "I don't believe it."

Tarot, he played.

Qi Yue pretended to look up casually, and sure enough, Song Yan was also looking at her.

Qi Yue withdrew her gaze and recalled disturbingly the first year they were together, and once again Qi Yue brought back a tarot card from a colleague, which was the number 14 fox, which meant concealment and sneaking.

For this reason, Qi Yue quarreled with Song Yan and asked him if he was looking for Qi Huan without telling her.

Song Yan didn't make trouble with her, and even ignored him.

Qi Yue was like a joke, trying to find some sense of presence, but in the end it further proved that she was no fart in Song Yan's heart, and no one wanted to quarrel with her.

Song Yan recovered from that memory, and continued to look up at the stars in silence, with his right hand resting on his knee, no longer using it to support himself.

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