10,000 People, it's impossible to be so cute [MTL]

Ch 1

Chapter 1 

"Cooking Smoke and Fields" Backstage, Lounge 2.

Jian Zhiyuan sat in the corner with her head bowed, leaving only half a delicate side face, with a gloomy expression, like a beautiful shell that had lost its soul.

"As for it? As for it? Can't live without a wealthy family? The agent scolded in hatred, "Do you know how many people are waiting outside to see your jokes now!" If you put on this dead face, you can descend from heaven and save you from fire and water? Someone gave you money to spend? You ......"

"Knock knock", the scolding is interrupted by a knock on the door.

There was no one else in the room, so the agent had to pause, take a deep breath, calm his emotions, and then go over to open the door.

"Jian Zhiyuan, it's almost time for you to appear, hurry up and prepare, don't go wrong." The staff pointed their nostrils at them, said coldly, turned around and left.

When the agent saw him turn around and meet another guest, he nodded and shouted "teacher", and rolled his eyes: "Dog's eyes look at people's low things."

The nameless fire in his heart burned even more, the agent closed the door, turned his head and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Jian Zhiyuan, you stand up for me!"

"Come, take a good look in the mirror and see what a blessed face this is!" The agent dragged Jian Zhiyuan to the vanity mirror, "With this face, what are you afraid of evolutionary failure, what are you afraid of being abandoned by a wealthy family and being penniless, and what are you afraid of mocking countless black fans on ......the whole network"

Speaking of this, the agent paused, a little unable to speak.

Damn, it's miserable.

"Don't be angry." Jian Zhiyuan suddenly spoke up, and stuffed a glass of water on the table into the agent's hand, "Get angry and get angry, drink more hot water." 

The expression and tone were so calm that they didn't speak, as if what the agent just said was someone else's business, which couldn't arouse the slightest wave in her heart.

The agent was a little confused, and subconsciously asked: "Aren't you sad or angry?"

"Why should I be sad and angry?" Jian Zhiyuan smiled lightly, her tone was light and light, but she had an indescribable certainty, "I am sad and angry, and no one will give me money to spend, and I will not fall into the sky." I should devote my energy to my work and earn a wealthy family of my own, right?

This is exactly what the agent wanted to say just now, just from Jian Zhiyuan's own mouth, it felt very strange.

It's not like the Jian Zhiyuan he knows.

But the agent couldn't say that it was wrong, and it took a while to say "um".

"That's fine." Jian Zhiyuan walked out of her seat, "Pack up and get ready to play."

Her tone was casual, but her movements were inexplicably cautious.

Like a baby who has just learned to walk, or like a person who has been unable to walk for a long time, he suddenly recovers, and he tries to take the first step, and only after he is sure that he is stable enough can he dare to take the next step. Then she walked faster and faster, and if it weren't for the small size of the lounge, she might have run.

In the end, Jian Zhiyuan returned to the dressing mirror and stood still, turned around in place, looked at his face in the mirror, and showed a bright smile.

It's nice to be able to control your legs and walk freely.

Yes, she is no longer the original Jian Zhiyuan.

It's a Jian Zhiyuan from another time and space, with the same name and even eight points similar in appearance.

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When she woke up this morning, Jian Zhiyuan found herself dressed as a stupid and poisonous waste female partner in a book.

Everyone in this world has evolved a spiritual body, but the original owner has not, and has become the "only waste" in the world, so he was abandoned by the wealthy family.

The unwilling original owner wanted to steal the limelight of the heroine in the reality show, but was abused into scum by the heroine. In the end, he was forced to withdraw from the circle, not to mention, and was hit and killed by black fans at the door of his home.

And the "Cooking Smoke and Fields" program she is currently on is the reality show in the book that caused her to withdraw from the circle.

Jian Zhiyuan, who understands the plot: "......"

However, no matter how difficult the start is, it can't diminish the joy that Jian Zhiyuan has because he can walk freely.

The agent watched her every move from the side, and always felt uneasy - why was she so happy when she was just abandoned? You won't be mad, will you?

"Little Jane, are you alright......" the agent's eyes swept over her head, and his eyes suddenly widened, "right?"

On Jian Zhi's head, I don't know when there was a black and white panda cub!

The glutinous rice dumpling who looked only three or four months old, and the slightly curly fluff was as soft as a cloud. The whole bear lies limply in a bamboo basket decorated with flowers, and its black briquette-like eyes are dripping and spinning, as if observing the world.

"Isn't that good for me?" Jian Zhiyuan turned her head and looked at him puzzled.

The little ball on her head also turned her head to take a look, and then lowered her head and picked up a bunch of petals from the bamboo basket and raised it towards the sky.

Watching the petals fall, the little guy raised his head and roared, revealing the pink gums and newly emerging baby teeth, and the milk chirped to death.

Manager:!!

That's so cute, isn't it? It is a national treasure!

I really want to rua!

No, that's not the point.

The point is that Jian Zhiyuan actually has a spirit body?!

Could it be that she is not some kind of waste that has failed in evolution, but the chosen one?!

After all, I've never heard of anyone whose spirit body is a giant panda!

Could it be because the spirit body is too rare, too special, and too awesome, so Jian Zhi's evolution speed is slower than others?

The agent was ecstatic for a moment, opened his mouth to speak, but did not make a sound. I found that my voice was hoarse with excitement, and I quickly coughed twice, but the mobile phone in my pocket rang first.

He didn't even look at the caller ID, just picked it up, and said happily: "Hello?

Hearing his enthusiastic attitude, the other party paused, omitted greetings, and said the result directly: "Brother Zhao, I'm sorry, I also want to use your little Jane." However, our boss disagreed, and there was really nothing I could do.