Shen Jing thought she was the most miserable person in the entire galaxy, stranded on a desolate planet with only 50 star coins in her pocket. No one could possibly have it worse.
Then she saw those guys competing with her for a spot beneath the overpass... It was too awful to look at, a misery beyond words. Anyone who saw them would be heartbroken, anyone who heard about them would weep.
Feeling sorry for them, Shen Jing gave them half a packet of instant noodle seasoning, some wonton wrappers that had fallen apart while boiling, and the strawberry bottoms she'd already bitten into.
They seemed very moved, and started following her around.
Shen Jing: !! (clutching her pockets tightly)
Excuse me, I can't pick you guys up!
Much later, the godmother of interstellar entertainment reminisced about how she got her start, tears in her eyes. "Even with only 50 star coins, I never thought of giving up on them..."
The galaxy's top-tier stars: Heh.
They opened the group chat called "Homeless Kids Under the Overpass" and started dropping in sarcastic reaction memes.
The next second, their agent called, and not one of them dared even sneeze.
Shen Jing spoke with a heavy nasal voice. "Baby, I got lost after my interview. How do I get back?"
The top-tier stars: "Don't move." What a pain. That silly woman.
[This is just a silly little thing the author came up with.]
[No outline, no brains, no logic. The whole thing is stream of consciousness, and may contain any number of deal-breakers.]
Theme: No matter what form it takes, protect the beauty within.
