Manshu doesn’t know whether her luck is good or bad?
She said her life was good, but she was rejected right after she was born.
Yan Siyu helped her live a life of fine clothing and fine food, while she suffered hardships in the countryside.
Although Grandma Yan tried her best to give her the best, she was kind-hearted and supported students, but she actually didn't have much money.
Manshu could only say that he would have enough food and clothing in the countryside, and there would be nothing else extra.
But what if she is unlucky?
Once in this world, how many people have experienced adventures like her and have the chance to start over?
By rewinding her life, she can avoid many risks.
After she was reborn, her life seemed to be on the hook.
"You are so generous!" Mingyu gave Manshu a thumbs up.
If it were him, if he knew he was going to sit with a plague god, he would definitely want to ask the teacher to move the seat farther away.
Manshu clasped her fists and said with a playful smile: "Hey, if you give me a prize, I will give you a prize."
Because Yan Zhan didn't like the person sitting in the passenger seat, he didn't talk much along the way.
Chen Yuting just sat quietly. The car was dark and his expression could not be seen.
If Manshu turned his head and looked carefully at this time, he would find that Chen Yuting was sweating on his forehead and had a painful look on his face, as if he was suppressing something.
This time it was faster to get to the old town, and the meeting place was also chosen at Piaoxianglou.
Director Niu and the others came here with a bunch of strings.
Only Feng Jin was holding the dessert cooked by Piaoxianglou and sipping it one bite at a time.
This is pear soup, which is good for your throat.
She comes from a singing background and needs to protect her voice at all times.
When Manshu saw Feng Jin, she was still wearing a dark green cheongsam, like a beauty who had stepped out of old Shanghai.
Seeing Manshu and the others arriving, Feng Jin changed his posture, crossing his white legs to prevent himself from being exposed in front of the man.
She originally looked at Manshu, but then she raised her eyes and glanced at Yan Zhan.
A top-notch man and two handsome male classmates?
This little girl is not simple.
"Sorry, Director Niu, Sister Feng, we are late. My classmate had a car accident. We went to deal with it."
Director Niu responded with concern: "Is he okay?"
"It's nothing serious. The two boys made a fuss about it. When my third uncle and I arrived, the only wound was healed."
"Pfft..."
Feng Jin smiled, with a beautiful smile, unparalleled elegance.
"You little girl are so interesting."
Next, Yan Zhan came forward to discuss the details with Director Niu.
Manshu took a group of them to the small foreign building again.
Since you want to rent it out, of course you need to let them visit the interior furnishings and record the contents.
When the crew moves out, everything in the small mansion must be returned to its original owner, and nothing should be lost.
Under the dim light in the alley, Manshu opened the big lock of the courtyard door of the small foreign-style building.
There was only a creaking sound, and the iron door was pushed open from both sides.
There are tall weeds inside, and no one lives there. Even if they are eradicated, they will soon grow wildly again.
Yan Zhan led the way, but Director Niu didn't mind the chaos inside.
It's actually not messy, except there are a lot of weeds.
Feng Jin is also very surprising. Although he is wearing high heels and a cheongsam, walking into such a courtyard feels like he is returning to his own home.
Manshu likes her calmness and unhurriedness.
They looked around at the furnishings inside the small foreign-style building. Manshu asked Yan Zhan to help turn on the electric switch, and the lights inside were brightly lit.
Director Niu praised it repeatedly after seeing it: "Yes, yes, this is the house I want. This time the filming can be officially started!"