Reborn National Sister

Chapter 226
When Su Tao woke up, it was already past the time for normal people to have breakfast.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to feed Liuliu, and then she went to wash up. Her long hair was casually loose, and she wore a pink fluffy headband, revealing a clean little face.

After washing, he tore off the hair tie, and there were a few hairs sticking out irregularly in front of his forehead. He thought that he would deliver food to Su Xiaowu at noon, and there were not many ingredients left in the refrigerator, so he had to go to the supermarket to buy some later.

He took a carton of milk from the refrigerator and drank it without warming it up.

I took out a set of casual clothes from the closet and was about to change into them, when I suddenly remembered that one of the WeChat messages Lu Nian sent her yesterday was to make her dress better. Even if it was a reality show about life, don’t be too real. Affect her style of acting.

What's too much is that he also said that this is homework and has to be handed in.

Su Tao sighed that life was hard, and obediently went to the cloakroom to pick out a pair of clothes that Yan Qingqing had matched for her earlier.

After all, Yan Qingqing studied fashion design, and her sensitivity to collocation and fashion is much better than hers.

It's not that Su Tao doesn't look good in clothes, it's just that she doesn't like to think about these things, she just needs to be simple and comfortable, with a figure and face like hers, she looks good in anything she wears.

Unsightly clothes have a bit of a taste on her body.

She chose what Su Tao thought was the simplest outfit, short black half-sleeves, slightly puffed sleeves on both sides, a one-line collar, revealing a delicate collarbone, and a short waist, with a pair of black slim-fit cropped trousers. Her legs were straight and slender, and her long black leather shoes just covered her ankles, revealing only a trace of white skin between her trousers. She even matched herself with a hat.

It looks kind of cool.

On the wrist is a bracelet given by my elder brother.

After dressing up, he took a photo and sent it to Lu Nian, and then set off to the supermarket.

With the photographer and director following along, Su Tao was a little uncomfortable. She pressed the brim of her hat, and more and more people looked around. Some young people recognized her and followed her all the way with their mobile phones.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the supermarket, he received Lu Nian's WeChat.

"It's okay, you've passed this homework."

Only qualified?
Su Tao was stunned. She told the filming director just now that she looked good in her clothes today. How did he pass the exam?
"???"

Sent a few question marks in the past.

"Without makeup, forty points will be deducted."

Su Tao wanted to ask if you were blind, "I've melted."

"Beauty is not counted."

"...without beauty."

Lu Nian sent her a photo of her, "I really can't see it, you can compare it yourself."

".No eyeshadow and eyeliner."

"Okay, ten points?"

Su Tao ignored him.

Approaching the supermarket, the supermarket was still full. She walked to the vegetable section to pick out a few items, then went to the aquatic product section to buy seafood, and finally bought some snacks for herself.

When she pushed a cart full of things to pay, there was already a usual queue in front of her, and the one in front of her was a gray-haired grandma.

"Girl, you are a star."

Grandma turned her head and asked with an expression that you must be.

Su Tao was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously glanced at the staff carrying cameras on both sides, and nodded, "Grandma En."

He raised his head slightly.

"Hey, grandma knows you. I saw it on TV. You are the one who lives in a thatched cottage and saws wood with a chainsaw. Poor thing, what is your name?" She patted her head, "I want to Get up, Su Tao, right?"

Su Tao nodded with a polite smile on his face.

It seems that the picture of her living in a thatched cottage left a deep impression on the audience.

(End of this chapter)