Kneel to Me

Liu Yan's skin care products are all famous and expensive.

She remembered that the first trial started when she grew up here until she was 18, but in fact she was only cast in an hour earlier than the actors. It's just that the flow of time is adjusted very fast. When she is 18 years old, the live broadcast will start, and those actors who exist to target her will be put in.

One hour of reality, 18 years in the virtual world, the speed is so fast that the outside world can't see the picture at all, and even they don't even bother to record the screen, and they don't bother to watch her boring first 18 years of life, so before the age of 18, Song Juyao is very safe.

She has eight years left to prepare for her battle.

Chapter 3

First and foremost, she has to be beautiful.

A beautiful face can add too many points. She knows the nature of human beings.

In the past, she was so sparred by this junior prison. When the live broadcast started for the first time, she was black and soiled with scars on her face. Even if she wore a beautiful brand name, she was poor and sour, like an ugly duckling dressed in a white swan. The feathers are 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 lovable. No, she wants them to worship her and regard her as a pillar of the gods, so as to protect her and fight against 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 go to bed, Aggrieved, 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 stacking debris, there are a lot of wood and machine tools, and her little chuáng is crowded in these messy things.

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 with 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 savings had been 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, and there was no 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 didn't stare at him fiercely like a little láng 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 worker. 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.