Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

Jiang Yuan and her grandmother were a little excited when they got on the bus to Jiangdu. She had long been fed up with eating coarse food at home. Jiang Yuan wanted to have a glass of sweet rice wine and eat some meat dishes. But she was no longer happy after a while.

The bus was filled with the stuffy smell of sweat. There was something wrong with the windows of the bus and they couldn't be opened for ventilation. An old lady in the back seat was carsick and vomited.

For the first time, Jiang Yuan hated his sense of smell. The driver saw that the man had vomited on his car and began to lecture him unhappily. The old lady apologized repeatedly and said that she would clean it up.

However, what she meant by cleaning was to find a piece of rag to spread the dirt evenly. Jiang Yuan felt that she also wanted to vomit.

Hold it in! It will taste worse if you vomit.

They finally stopped by the roadside to rest. The driver must have known the roadside vendor and he took a mop and went to deal with the vomit.

Things here are more expensive than usual, so the grandparents didn't buy anything and just squatted on the roadside eating steamed buns.

Grandma also took out an apple from her pocket, which she bought specially in the morning. Jiang Yuan was wondering what kind of fruit to eat on the road in the morning, as it was heavy and had a core. Now he understood the foresight of the experienced person.

Jiang Yuan casually broke the apple in half and they each took half. After eating half of the apple, he felt his churning stomach better.

When the two first arrived in Jiangdu, they were dazzled by its prosperity. There were buildings everywhere and many taxis on the road. It was completely different from the village.

This is also the city where Jiang Yuan's father used to work.

It was probably the first time for grandma to take a taxi. She touched the seat and sighed, "This taxi costs a lot of money, right?"

Taxi drivers are at least the people who know a city best, and grandma is also a good talker, so the two chatted all the way. Thanks to grandma, Jiang Yuan also learned a lot of things he wanted to know.

For example, the rent in the north of the city is cheap, so migrant workers like to live there; there is a shortage of taxi drivers recently, and ordinary people have to pay a lot of money to learn how to drive, so their company is short of people; dance halls are very popular recently, and there is a famous singer named Ai Ling who is performing there, and many people spend money to go in and see them.

Jiang Yuan settled his grandmother down and went out to the dance hall to try his luck. He saw a sign on the door saying:

Recruitment: Oddlers: Three Salary: 8 yuan per month

Waiters: Two Salary: 6 yuan per month

Dancers: Unlimited number Salary: 15 yuan per month

The dance hall was brightly lit, with all kinds of colored lights and a microphone.

Some people even held cameras to record the video.

Jiang Yuan: Oh, Ai Ling is really pretty, with sexy big red lips and big curly hair. I would be willing to spend money on her if I were her.

The mother in charge noticed Jiang Yuan immediately. Her rustic outfit really attracted attention.

Usually people dressed like this are here to catch an adulterer, but that's obviously not the case at her age.

She raised her lips and walked forward: "Are you here to apply for a dancer?"

Jiang Yuan smiled shyly: "I'm here to apply for a handyman position."

The housekeeper was surprised: "With your appearance, why don't you want to try being a dancer?"

"Because I can't dance."

The housekeeper mother still refused to give up: "Then become a singer. You must be able to sing, right? As long as you are not tone-deaf, I can make you famous. From now on, you can call Betty and Ai Ling the twin flowers."

Jiang Yuan chuckled: "What a coincidence, I'm really tone-deaf. But I can play a musical instrument, right?"

"Oh~ what instrument?"

"Drums, gongs, and axes"

The housekeeper looked at her with pity, and had already confirmed her life experience in her heart: she was born as the only descendant of a funeral family, but she was tone-deaf and could only go out to work to supplement the family income, and ended up living in the world...

If we weren't doing that kind of thing anymore, it would be a pity for such a little beauty.

It looks like Betty will have to find someone else.

"How about this, you stay and do odd jobs, the basic salary is six dollars, and I'll give you commission for every bottle of wine you sell."

So Jiang Yuan became a bartender in a nightclub.

One day, an old man carrying a camera came to film Twin Flowers in the dance hall. When he saw Jiang Yuan, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Would you like to act in the play?"

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After Jiang Yuan's first movie was broadcast, she became somewhat famous. She immediately joined the next crew, this time also a small supporting role. She could go back to rest in the afternoon after shooting a scene in the morning. She squatted on the ground eating the crew's food, thinking about how to avoid her grandmother's urging to get married at night.

In this era, if you are not married at the age of 22, you are considered an old maid. The status of actors is not that high yet, and there is no such thing as being a star and not being able to fall in love. This caused her a lot of trouble. Her grandmother was almost familiar with the whole area of ​​Jiangdu. When she went out to buy groceries, there were old ladies who would go with her. Every day, Jiang Yuan wanted to hide in the crew.

The director now praises everyone he meets: "Jiang Yuan is a hard-working girl. She is willing to learn from the crew even when there are no scenes with her. She will definitely be famous in the future."

After finishing her meal, she watched the male and female protagonists' performance out of boredom, and she seemed to see a shadow in the corner of her eyes. She walked aside as if nothing had happened, and then held down a tall and thin boy.

Chen Jiageng originally just wanted to see her from a distance, but before he knew it, Jiang Yuan disappeared from his sight. He hurried to look for her, but was pinned against the wall by the person he had been thinking about day and night. The other party seemed to not recognize him and said in a cold tone: "Tell me, who are you sneaking around to see?"

His eyes suddenly turned red. She kissed him but was irresponsible and left without saying goodbye. Now she doesn't recognize him anymore.

The longing he had accumulated over the years suddenly came flooding back to him, and he felt so aggrieved that he seemed to have returned to the night when he first heard the news that she had left without saying goodbye.

But at least he had the right to question Jiang Yuan back then. Now, seven years have passed, and that little bit of youthful affection seems to be insignificant. He no longer has the courage to question her.

Jiang Yuan just deliberately put on a cold face to scare him, but who knew that he would start crying all of a sudden.

She didn't do anything, right?

She wiped his face with her sleeve and said, "Don't cry. I didn't leave without saying goodbye on purpose."

Hearing that she still remembered him and took the initiative to bring up the old times, his tears of grievance suddenly turned into a bit of secret joy, "But you didn't write to me afterwards, and you didn't leave a letter to tell me where you went."

Jiang Yuan was speechless: I can't explain this to you. Can I say it's because of laziness?

A male actor approached from behind: "Xiao Jiang? What are you doing here? Do you want to go back together?"

Tan Kah Kee: "You are married? Sorry, I lost my composure. Just pretend I was never here."

Jiang Yuan quickly pulled him back and turned to reject the actor who lived closer to her home: "No, I have friends coming, you can go back by yourself! You can also carpool with Jingjing, she has no show this afternoon."

The male actor looked at them in confusion, said nothing, turned around and left without looking for Jingjing.

Jiang Yuan was in a hurry to explain to Chen Jiageng and didn't notice it, but Chen Jiageng saw it and reached out to hug the girl opposite.

He didn't care whether there were other men around her over the years. Even if she was married now, he would follow her around in a despicable way, not leaving her side at all times, and not giving her a chance to leave.

This was not the place to talk, so Jiang Yuan took him back to his home.

It was another property that Jiang Yuan bought, two streets away from where she usually lived with her grandmother.

Of course, this property is definitely not for hiding from grandma when there is no work to do.

Chen Jiageng held the tea that Jiang Yuan gave him and looked around calmly: there was no sign that a man had lived there, there were relatively few furnitures, the room was empty and deserted, and it didn't look like a permanent residence.

He pretended to ask casually: "Is this your home?"

Jiang Yuan felt a little embarrassed after pouring the water: "It's my home."

Chen Jiageng's heart tightened: Is this really the case? Did she bring me to a small courtyard where I don't live often, in order to make me her lover? Could it be that she wanted to rekindle her relationship with me even though she was already married?

Jiang Yuan felt that the boy from the past had become someone she could not understand. She had a lot to say, and she had thought of excuses for all the things he had questioned her before. But now that he was silent, she did not know what to say.