Four-year-old Jiang Yan just wanted to sell herself to a theater troupe in exchange for food rations to buy medicine for her mother.
But when I accidentally fell down and opened my eyes again, I saw tall buildings reaching into the clouds, and everyone was holding a black box that would ring.
The aunt who was holding the trumpet grabbed her and said, "The little bitch is responsible for a hundred meals a day!"
Jiang Yan's eyes lit up: "A theater troupe in the capital, do you want to pay a hundred coppers for taking care of the food?"
You don't need to practice for filming, you can just laugh and smile, and there is meat and white rice in the lunch box. What kind of fairy life is this?
The next day, her father and second uncle escorted her to return the money.
At the entrance of the village, Jiang Yan knelt on the ground
People are gone.
At this moment, Jiang Yan had appeared in the film and television city. He raised his little face and asked, "Are you still singing today? Just take care of the food."
