Please rebook to 70%, or wait for 72 hours~ She used to be so scolded by this junior prison. When the live broadcast started for the first time, her face was black and soiled, and there were scars on her face, even though she was wearing a beautiful brand name, It is also poor and sour, like an ugly duckling with a layer of white swan feathers, which is a joke.

She gave them what they liked.

She doesn't know what happened, why it happened, but it turned out that she was reborn, back to the time of her first trial, and this time her memory wasn't suppressed.

Although she is full of anger and resentment for destroying the world, she knows that all this is useless, and if she wants to survive and change her destiny, she must abide by the rules of the game.

Her fate is in the hands of the audience, she has to make them like her, she has to make them find her lovable. No, she wants them to worship her as a spiritual pillar to protect her and fight the world for her!

For this, she can live herself as a beautiful lie!

Although the flow of time in the virtual world is adjusted very fast, for Song Juyao who is in this world, he cannot feel this speed. She slept and woke up the next day with Liu Yan's soft cry.

Song Juyao looked at the time, it was six forty-nine in the morning.

Liu Yan was waiting for Song Juyao in front of the restaurant outside. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at Song Juyao with tears in her eyes: "Xiaoyao, what shall we eat in the morning?"

After Song Juyao left last night, the hungry Liu Yan looked at the greasy kitchen, and finally chose to go to bed hungry, lying on the bed thinking about everything that happened at night, and the indifference of her daughter who left her to sleep. She shed tears, missed her deceased husband who loved her, and fell asleep crying.

Woke up in the morning, hungry.

Song Juyao ignored her and walked into the bathroom.

There is no bathroom in her room, it is a room for piling up a lot of lumber and machine tools, and her little bed is crowded into these messes.

She looks like a child laborer they bought from a human trafficker for thousands of dollars from outside.

All of this is very unreasonable in reality, and there is no logic at all. In order to design ordeals for her, the show team really took great pains to find an NPC of this character.

Song Juyao carefully brushed his teeth and washed his face, and then carefully applied Liu Yan's skin care products layer by layer, not forgetting to apply the hand cream.

Finally, she combed herself a clean ponytail before she opened the bathroom door and went out.

Liu Yan was still waiting for her to make breakfast.

Song Juyao is also hungry. For her own purposes, she wants to eat well and grow up well, but she can't smoke anymore.

Song Juyao glanced at her and said, "Let's go out to eat."

Liu Yan was stunned for a moment, then stood up: "But, but we don't have much money..."

"Earn if you don't have money. You are an adult. I'm only ten years old. It's your responsibility to raise me." Song Juyao said, turning around and leaving. Although most of their family's deposits were lost, it was less than a dime. Liu Yan had some private money hidden in her hands.

Liu Yan looked at Song Juyao's back and felt extremely aggrieved.

Song Juyao glanced at it, Damn, mentally retarded. Liu Yan seemed to have forgotten the fright she received last night, without any psychological shadow.

The two went to a breakfast shop in the village that had been open for more than ten years for breakfast. The shop was doing well, and several tables were full. The two could only share tables with others. All the sights from all around came to the two mothers and daughters, mainly Liu Yan, who all said that they wanted to be pretty and filial. Liu Yan was dressed in a white dress and had a white paper flower on her head. Interpreted perfectly.

Liu Yan leaned against Song Juyao uncomfortably. Song Juyao lowered his head and ate steamed buns and drank soy milk, as if he didn't feel the sight at all, and he didn't stare at him fiercely like a little wolf like before.

"Sister, you are here, let me go to your house for a while." A middle-aged man in a suit walked into the breakfast shop and said with a big smile. He was in a suit and leather shoes, and he looked a little out of tune with the simple and rustic country people in the breakfast shop. The envious and respectful eyes around him made him more and more raised his chest, and his eyebrows showed arrogance.

He is a white-collar elite. Although he is only from a rural credit cooperative, he is better than these hard-working countrymen.

"Big brother." Liu Yan saw a reliant smile on Liu Guoqing's face.

"Let's go, I have something to tell you." Liu Guoqing took Liu Yan and walked out, ignoring that Liu Yan had not finished breakfast.

Song Juyao ignored it and continued to eat his own, even taking the buns that Liu Yan hadn't had time to bite.

Liu Guoqing dragged Liu Yan and walked for a while, seeing that Song Juyao didn't keep up, and ran back to the breakfast shop, Song Juyao was drinking soy milk slowly.

"You kid, you don't even know that your mother is gone. You're so slow, you don't even know if you're sold." Liu Guoqing said and went to pull Song Juyao's arm.

The soy milk had just been poured out of the pot. It was fragrant but boiling hot. It should have been pulled like this and splashed out on Song Juyao's hand, instantly burning the back of her hand red.

Song Juyao's eyes darkened instantly. As if she was not scalded, she still held the bowl of soy milk steadily in her hand, but as if she didn't feel the slightest pain, she dragged him along Liu Guoqing. In the direction of his direction, he splashed Liu Guoqing.

"Ah!" The trousers were instantly soaked in soy milk and stuck to his flesh. Liu Guoqing instantly let go of Song Juyao's arm, his feet were so hot that he quickly pulled the fabric away from his flesh and shook.

When the people in the breakfast shop saw the embarrassed appearance of the "white-collar elite", they laughed out loud.

Liu Guoqing has a good face. As one of the few college students in the village ten years ago, he enjoys looking up to the middle-aged and elderly people of the same age. He couldn't hang his face at this moment, so he glared at Song Juyao before turning around and running away.

"Boss, another bowl of soy milk." Song Juyao turned his head and said to the boss.

When Song Juyao had eaten and drank enough to go back, Liu Guoqing was sitting in the living room with a calm face, Liu Yan stood in front of him, tears streaming down his face, his thin shoulders trembled slightly, he seemed to be very popular with men deportment.

"Why are you crying? I'm not doing it for you? Look at yourself, what can you do? It's rare that the rich family is willing to marry you, and they don't mind if you bring their daughter over there. What's your dissatisfaction? "

"My husband has only been dead for two months, so I will remarry. What will others say, how can I meet people?" Liu Yan whispered sobbing.

"Think clearly, they belong to our village, and most of them are little girls who want to marry. It's a blessing to see you as a widow. After passing this village, there will be no such shop." Liu Guoqing took back his thumbs up. , there were some threats in his eyes, and the conversation changed: "I won't talk about this matter, I borrowed 20,000 yuan from Chengcai before he died, and he said that I only borrowed it after two months, and now I am in urgent need of money. , you can find a way to return the money to me."

Liu Yan looked at him in disbelief: "Brother, you clearly know where I have the money to pay you back..."

"You don't have money to pay me back now, will you have money in the future?" Liu Guoqing gave Liu Yan a fatal blow.

Liu Yan was speechless for a moment. Yeah, where does the money come from?

Liu Guoqing still doesn't know what kind of person his sister is? There was basically no problem with this matter, so he accepted the big red envelope from the Chen family with confidence, and came to match up with his sister and Chen Lao Er.

He was not in a hurry to ask for an answer at this time, but the result was almost certain, he got up and left, frowning when he saw Song Juyao who was standing at the door staring at him.

"Don't you call when you see someone?"

Song Juyao twitched the corners of his mouth and walked past him with a sneer.

Liu Guoqing was so angry that he scolded Song Juyao for being uneducated, but Song Juyao was unmoved, and it was not her who was scolding her.

Liu Guoqing was so angry that he cursed in his heart all the way. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Song Juyao was a little evil, but in the blink of an eye, he suspected that he was thinking too much, that he was just a ten-year-old child.

Song Juyao looked at the crying Liu Yan and poured herself a cold drink. Drink more water, it is good for your body.

In the design of the program team, Song Juyao's suffering is escalated step by step, and she must feel that there is no most pain, only more pain, and defeat her step by step from her psychological point of view.

When her dad was alive, at least she was just malnourished and tired. After her father died, Liu Yan, the incompetent woman who was destined to attract bees and butterflies, became her shackles and the reason for her suffering, trapping her in the primary hell designed for her by the show team.

Liu Yan will eventually remarry to Chen's second wife. The Chen family opened a factory, made some money, built a four-story villa, and was the richest man in the village.

Chen Lao Er had been interested in Liu Yan for a long time, and finally had the opportunity. He was afraid that others would come first, so he asked Liu Guoqing to talk about matchmaking. Liu Guoqing was selfish and selfish, ignoring that Chen Lao Er's deceased wife was killed by domestic violence, and coerced Liu Yan for money, and finally succeeded.

The mother remarried, and the daughter naturally followed.

Then the second level of hell begins.

For a period of time after the marriage, second child Chen was really good to Liu Yan, but unfortunately it didn't take long for her to germinate, punching and kicking Liu Yan. In order to protect Liu Yan, Song Juyao was implicated and her bones were broken. don't know how many times.

Chen Lao Er and his deceased wife have a son, who is two years older than Song Juyao. He inherited Chen Lao Er's temper. He often fights and fights. He is ugly. With their family's reputation, although they are rich, it is difficult to find a wife. . And if something goes wrong, the woman's family will also make trouble.

So the old lady of the Chen family looked at Song Juyao and thought of selling her domestically to Chen's second son. From then on, she stared and detained her like a child bride, for fear that she would run away, and she would not even be able to step out of the village.

This hell has to wait until Song Juyao is 16 years old. Liu Yan was finally beaten so much that he could not bear to escape from the house. He crashed into the car of a rich man from a big city in the heavy rain, and it ended when the rich man took a fancy to him.

Song Juyao lowered her eyelashes. Now, she will naturally not follow the destiny that the program team designed for her. She wants to get out of this cage.

"Yaoyao, what do you think we should do?" Liu Yan waited for a long time without waiting for Song Juyao's comfort, and asked in a low voice.

Although she is full of anger and resentment for destroying the world, she knows that all this is useless, and if she wants to survive and change her destiny, she must abide by the rules of the game.

Her fate is in the hands of the audience, she has to make them like her, she has to make them lovable. No, she wants them to worship her as a spiritual pillar to protect her and fight the world for her!

For this, she can live herself as a beautiful lie!

Although the flow of time in the virtual world is adjusted very fast, for Song Juyao who is in this world, he cannot feel this speed. She slept and woke up the next day with Liu Yan's soft cry.

Song Juyao looked at the time, it was six forty-nine in the morning.

Liu Yan was waiting for Song Juyao in front of the restaurant outside. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at Song Juyao with tears in her eyes: "Xiaoyao, what shall we eat in the morning?"

After Song Juyao left last night, the hungry Liu Yan looked at the greasy kitchen, and finally chose to go to bed hungry, lying on the bed thinking about everything that happened at night, and the indifference of her daughter who left her to sleep. She shed tears, missed her deceased husband who loved her, and fell asleep crying.

Woke up in the morning, hungry.

Song Juyao ignored her and walked into the bathroom.

There is no bathroom in her room, it is a room for piling up a lot of lumber and machine tools, and her little bed is crowded into these messes.

She looks like a child laborer they bought from a human trafficker for thousands of dollars from outside.

All of this is very unreasonable in reality, and there is no logic at all. In order to design ordeals for her, the show team really took great pains to find an NPC of this character.

Song Juyao carefully brushed his teeth and washed his face, and then carefully applied Liu Yan's skin care products layer by layer, not forgetting to apply the hand cream.

Finally, she combed herself a clean ponytail before she opened the bathroom door and went out.

Liu Yan was still waiting for her to make breakfast.

Song Juyao is also hungry. For her own purposes, she wants to eat well and grow up well, but she can't smoke anymore.

Song Juyao glanced at her and said, "Let's go out to eat."

Liu Yan was stunned for a moment, then stood up: "But, but we don't have much money..."

"Earn if you don't have money. You are an adult. I'm only ten years old. It's your responsibility to raise me." Song Juyao said, turning around and leaving. Although most of their family's deposits were lost, it was less than a dime. Liu Yan had some private money hidden in her hands.

Liu Yan looked at Song Juyao's back and felt extremely aggrieved.

Song Juyao glanced at it, Damn, mentally retarded. Liu Yan seemed to have forgotten the fright she received last night, without any psychological shadow.

The two went to a breakfast shop in the village that had been open for more than ten years for breakfast. The shop was doing well, and several tables were full. The two could only share tables with others. All the sights from all around came to the two mothers and daughters, mainly Liu Yan, who all said that they wanted to be pretty and filial. Liu Yan was dressed in a white dress and had a white paper flower on her head. Interpreted perfectly.

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