Quick wear and abuse: the best old woman must be the villain

After returning home and seeing the familiar places, Xin Siyi felt a little bit of reality. She wanted to lie down when she returned to the room.

She struggled to get up, took a shower and went to sleep.

When she woke up, she had to go to the film and television city again.

The next day, she was picked up and had no job.

On the third day, she earned fifty.

Three hundred yuan in a week, of which Mo Yan paid for the car fare and food.

At this moment, Xin Siyi suddenly realized that the gap between imagination and reality was so big. It seemed that she hadn't watched the idol's video for a long time, because she had no time at all, and she was too tired to even turn on the computer.

On the last day, they didn't go to the film and television city because they had to make up their homework.

Xin Siyi realized that it was impossible for her to do many things at the same time, just like on TV, watching signs and studying at the same time.

If it was possible, it was because others worked harder. She couldn't do it...

On the last night, Xin Siyi burned the midnight oil.

At the moment of dawn, she was still memorizing words.

Three hundred yuan was just enough to repay the minimum payment of Huabei, and she still had nothing.

This short vacation back���At school, she no longer discussed her idol with her friends. She thought she still liked her idol and still liked him and wanted to know everything about him.

But she would not be crazy anymore. She was afraid that she would continue to be so decadent. She really couldn't even afford to eat.

Xin Siyi's daily life became a straight line between school and home.

When she returned home, she had various tutoring and various exercises.

Because Mo Yan thought that Xin Siyi's art exam was difficult.

Others had been learning since childhood, but she knew that she was halfway through...

When the final result came out, it was just as Mo Yan thought, she was not admitted.

Xin Siyi didn't feel so sad and started tutoring obediently.

In fact, she didn't dare to say that her life as a supporting actor gave her panic. She was afraid...

From then on, she didn't dare to think about being an actor. She was just so useless, but she still had a mother. She could study hard and strive to get into a school that was not so bad in the future.

She began to choose and was looking at the distance between herself and that school.

Luo Jiashi's parents still didn't come back during the Chinese New Year. Mo Yan asked Luo Jiashi to come over to celebrate the Chinese New Year together.

They had a New Year's Eve dinner once, and then continued tutoring.

As for Xin Siyi's Huabei, Mo Yan lent her money for tutoring, tutoring elementary school students.

Of course, Luo Jiashi also went with them, and they each shared the salary in half.

Only Xin Siyi, Mo Yan was really afraid that she would teach others bad things.

The child's house was next door, and the child was a preschooler. The mother hoped that the child could be interested in English, so she asked them to help. 30 yuan an hour for a total of two hours.

In fact, this price is very good, after all, Xin Siyi...

If it was Luo Jiashi, it would have to be higher, right?

They did a lot of homework before going to the child's house, and there were also various small games.

Xin Siyi even had a feeling of turning over, she also had to deal with the naughty child and teach her a lesson!

As a result... they just knocked on the door of the child's room

"Who?"The cute little Naiyin is here.

"We are brothers and sisters. Can you open the door and let us play games together?"

Xin Siyi made her voice particularly gentle.

"Scammers always say that. Don’t think I’m young and you can cheat me."

Xin Siyi:"……"

"we are not liars"

"Of course a liar would never say he is a liar."

Xin Siyi:"……"I am pretty tired

"Children, your mother called us here, how could we be bad people? We have lollipops, do you want them?"

Author's words: This is an additional update. This plane will end tomorrow, the next apocalypse. Then the next ancient times, and then the next... I don't know.