Pumei is not a star. She dominates the popular headlines. She is also a frequent visitor to the top ten click-through rates on video websites. But she is not a star. She is just a dancer who relies on exposure. She is criticized without a limit in the popular headlines. She is scolded without a bottom line in the video comments. People remember her through explicit tags, but no one can ever call her by her name. But Pumei doesn't care. If the number of views and clicks can be monetized, she will cut her skirt a little shorter and open her collar a little wider. She will also hope for more upward shooting angles, package her privacy and upload it, and she will accept all the curses. But when the stage came down and the lights dimmed, the arrogance and disdain in her eyes also ended. Whenever the stars twinkled in the sky, she couldn't help but put her hands together and make a wish to the sky: How long can we live like this? Please give me a place among such shining stars.
Mission: The road to fame shines brightly, and the stars will last forever