I don’t want to be an idol when I’m reborn

"Sister..." Zhang Xuan took off the pink hair, "This is a wig."

"Oh." Jiang Chu calmed down slightly, "Why did you think of getting a pink wig?"

"This..." Zhang Xuan hesitated, not daring to say anything.

"He is going to perform at KTV and has made an appointment with his classmates."

"Grandma! I told you not to say anything!"

"Oh, Xuanxuan, you only said not to tell your parents, but you didn't say you couldn't tell your sister." Grandma secretly covered her mouth and smiled.

"Wearing a wig to pretend to be an idol?"

"Yeah." Zhang Xuan put on the wig again, "It's not because of you. Our classmates all say that Sister Tiger has no canine brother. Let me try the idol path."

"Ah?" Jiang Chuwei wondered, "Don't you like sports?"

"It's been so long since you've seen me. I stopped playing football a long time ago." Ah Xuan complained, "With you as a gem in front of me, my classmates gathered around me and asked about you when I started physical education class. How could I have done that?" It’s empty.”

"Didn't I not let you tell them before?"

"You can't hide it, sister. Someone took out the photo of us together." Zhang Xuan said helplessly.

"Okay, what are you going to do?"

"Your solo." Zhang Xuan picked up his backpack, "I'm leaving. Don't worry, I won't tell you that you're at my house. Otherwise, some of your fans will come over and have illegitimate sex."

"it is good."

This guy also knows how to have an illegitimate life.

Last year during the Chinese New Year, Jiang Chuwei made a bet with Zhang Xuan. If Zhang Xuan could pass the test, he would have to listen to him.

In fact, what I wanted at the time was to get Zhang Xuan to give up playing football. After all, Zhang Xuan ruptured his Achilles tendon during the first semester of high school. I originally thought about telling him about this during the Chinese New Year, but it seemed there was no need. Zhang Xuan gave up sports and turned to literature and art.

When Jiang Chuwei went home in the afternoon, he tidied the room for a long time and was so tired that his whole body ached.

Zhang Hongmei arrived home and brought back a piece of pork head, half a flatbread, and a bag of cold vegetables.

"Here, cut it, pig head meat is on sale today."

Jiang Chuwei was helpless: "Mom, I have told you no less than ten times that I don't like pig head meat."

"Ah..." Zhang Hongmei took the pork head and put on her sneakers, "I'll buy you chicken legs."

"Ah?" Before Jiang Chuwei could react, Zhang Hongmei had already gone downstairs.

Is this...is she still the mother who "loves to eat, but doesn't like to eat, don't eat"?

Why did it change like this?

Zhang Hongmei not only bought chicken legs, but also bought a large bag of cut chicken steaks.

"You like chicken steak, right? I remembered it." Zhang Hongmei shook the bag proudly, "Eat it quickly."

Jiang Chuwei pulled up the chair, and the mother and daughter had a meal together after a long absence.

"Chu Wei." Zhang Hongmei pulled out another piece of chocolate from her pocket, "They said it was delicious, so I bought one when I got off work."

Jiang Chuwei was a little shocked, what's wrong?

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I just want to be nice to you." Zhang Hongmei scratched her head, "I have been working in the supermarket these days, and I see mothers and daughters shopping. The mothers buy a lot of things for their children. I feel that I am not good enough to you. "

Are you still thinking about this?

"Come on, you must have an idea." Jiang Chuwei hugged his shoulders and leaned on the back of the chair, "Have you been short of money recently?"

"Where did you think you were going?" Zhang Hongmei asked, "I have been working hard to pay back the money to your uncle and aunt recently, and I will have to pay it back soon."

"You really have no idea?"

"No!" Zhang Hongmei handed Jiang Chuwei a piece of broccoli, "Eat it quickly!"

Okay, I always feel something is strange, but Jiang Chuwei can't say what is strange. Maybe I just don’t trust my mother too much?

On the afternoon of the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Jiang Chuwei was busy in the kitchen when his cell phone rang.

"Hey, Chu Wei, can I come to your house early to celebrate the New Year?"

The caller was Hong Yuqiao. Originally, Jiang Chuwei had agreed with her that she would start shooting PVs for herself on the eighth day of the lunar month, and the reward would be to offset Hong Yuqiao's 3000 yuan debt.

It doesn't matter to Jiang Chuwei, it's just two days later...

Li Shuqin and Zheng Jingping are also coming.

How can such a small two-bedroom apartment accommodate so many people?

Seeing Jiang Chuwei's hesitation, Hong Yuqiao sighed, feeling very uncomfortable.

When Jiang Chuwei heard that something was not right about Hong Yuqiao, he was heart-broken. He might as well lay the floor himself.

"bring it on."

Hong Yuqiao found a scalper, bought a train ticket to Chongqing, and embarked on the road to celebrate the New Year in a foreign land.

"Hello, grandma!" Hong Yuqiao bought a bag of fruit, "Hello, uncle! Hello, aunt!"

"Are you Xiao Hong, our colleague from Weiwei?" Grandma greeted Hong Yuqiao with a smile, "Please have a seat, please have a seat."

"Yeah, I've caused trouble to everyone." Hong Yuqiao felt a little guilty, "I'm really sorry, how about I show my skills to everyone."

With that said, Hong Yuqiao walked to the kitchen.

The eldest aunt stopped her again and again: "Xiao Hong, we are just guests, so there is no reason to let the guests cook. Don't worry, aunt and Chu Wei have almost finished cooking! Let's try their craftsmanship soon!"

The house is full of gold and jade, there is more than enough every year, everything is smooth sailing, the flowers are blooming and the moon is full...

Ten dishes and one soup were served, and Zhang Hongmei also rushed back from get off work at the supermarket.

The seven people raised their glasses, wished each other "Happy New Year", and finished the sumptuous dinner while talking and laughing.

In order to make herself less annoying, Hong Yuqiao also suggested "taking a family photo", but her grandma felt that her aunt and the others had only come over in the second year of junior high school, so it would be difficult to miss them, so she refused at first.

Zhang Hongmei left early on her electric bicycle and prepared a quilt and pillow for Hong Yuqiao when she got home.

Jiang Chuwei and Hong Yuqiao walked home. Their uncle's new house was not far from their home, so Hong Yuqiao carried a camera bag and a small suitcase.

"Why, you came early?" Jiang Chuwei asked curiously.

"It's really embarrassing to say it, but I can't help but say it." Hong Yuqiao sneered, "What's the point of having me as a slave in the prince's house?"

This...Hong Yuqiao actually woke up?

"Huh? I don't understand."

"I brought my SLR home and gave my mother 1000 yuan, saying it would be used for the New Year." Hong Yuqiao pretended, "Guess what?"

"What's wrong? Do you want to sell your SLR to buy something for your brother?"

"Smart. My brother wants to be an art student, but he has no foundation and needs to sign up for courses. My mother told me to sell my SLR and sign up for my brother's courses." Hong Yuqiao's face turned red with anger, "I fell out with them and asked them to Give me back all the money I’ve paid to my family in the past two years!”

"and then?"

"Then I was kicked out and told that I didn't know how to repay my parents." Hong Yuqiao was trembling all over, but it was obvious that she was angry, not cold.

"I'm going to drive you away because of the Chinese New Year, this..."

"They thought I must have gone to my grandma's house. I came to my grandma's house on New Year's Eve. I was convinced and promised to sell my SLR, then they would forgive me." Hong Yuqiao took out her mobile phone and showed the series of missed calls, "I I have already told them that I came to my friend’s house to celebrate the New Year. They made so many calls to me, not because they were worried about my safety..."

"Is it to scold you?"

"That's right! Why can't I buy myself something I like? Why do I have to work for the prince?" Hong Yuqiao was filled with indignation, "Let the prince and his parents cool down! I will never be able to work for the prince again. It cost a penny!”

Jiang Chuwei stroked Hong Yuqiao's back: "Great job."

The money borrowed from this SLR was not in vain. Hong Yuqiao woke up early and no longer wanted to be a "little brother-supporting demon".