Chapter 3 Don't Interfere with Our Shooting

Tao Ti arrived with her chubby little brother and sister.

The cameraman looked at the two round children and then at the skinny Tao Ti, frowning tightly, "No changes."

Zhang Cuilian bellowed, "Why not change!"

The cameraman bluntly said, "Two fat balls, small eyes, big noses, too ugly to look at!"

"Who are you calling ugly!" Zhang Cuilian lunged forward.

The cameraman agilely dodged and reluctantly said, "If we switch to these kids, the post-production of the show will definitely cut everything, not a single shot will be left! By then, you won't get a penny!"

Zhang Cuilian doubted, "You're not lying to me?"

"I'm not lying to you. With this good-looking child, the post-production will definitely feature several close-ups. By then, you'll get at least twenty thousand."

Zhang Cuilian stared in disbelief, "Twenty thousand? Only she can earn that money?"

"Yes, only she can earn it."

Ultimately, Zhang Cuilian relented and agreed to let Tao Ti continue leading the way, since no one would want to fight with money.

The twin girl started crying, "I want to be on TV!"

"Big sister, take the kids back. Don't hinder our filming!"

"Stop crying. When the money is divided, I'll buy you a pretty dress, my good treasure!"

After everyone left, the cameraman breathed a sigh of relief.

The screen had been black for a long time, and the number of viewers in the live stream had already halved.

[It's on again!]

[Hey, where's that crazy woman?]

[She must have been kicked out!]

Through her earpiece, Manli heard her agent's voice, "The ranking in the live room is dropping, you must perform the gentle big sister persona well next!"

Hearing the voice in her earpiece, Manli pinched Tao Ti's cheek, "Let's go eat something delicious!"

Though the gesture seemed gentle, Manli's smile was indulgent.

But Tao Ti felt pain on her face—it was the pain of nails digging into flesh.

Tao Ti felt very wronged. If she truly wasn't liked, why deceive her?

It turned out she really was an unlikable child...

The village only had ordinary farm-style restaurants, which Manli despised deeply.

She kept serving food to Tao Ti, actually wanting to stuff all the dishes on the table into Tao Ti's stomach and leave quickly.

After all, advocating the "Operation Empty Plate," she regretted ordering too much.

The table was filled with ordinary home-cooked dishes: stir-fried potato shreds with pork, green peppers stuffed with meat, braised poached eggs, steamed perch.

The meals Manli despised were, in Tao Ti's eyes, delicacies she hadn't tasted for a long time.

Tao Ti felt very hungry...

Lately, she had been dreaming about turning into a white little beast, and upon waking up, she would feel extremely hungry and her appetite had been growing.

Unknowingly, Tao Ti finished all the food on the table, and the live broadcast turned into her eating show.

Manli thought the viewer count would drop but heard from her agent that it rather increased.

[Look, how deliciously this child eats! My own disobedient brat should really learn from her!]

[She's not picky at all, and she looks so cute eating!]

[Her cheeks are so chubby, so adorable!]

Among the viewers of the live broadcast was a middle-aged man with a beer belly who narrowed his eyes, his gaze sleazy.

He made a phone call, "The child in Manli's live room is quite good; find a way to sign her to our company."

"Hehe, as you command! The child's eyes are really beautiful. When she cries, she will definitely satisfy many bosses!"

"Make it quick."

"I'm afraid quite a few people have their eyes on her already; we might need to go a bit higher with the price."

"No matter the cost, sign her. We'll make her earn it all back for us in the future!"

...

After the shooting ended, Tao Ti rushed home. Her family had already finished their meal, leaving only stir-fried shredded radishes and a bowl of rice soaked in water on the table.

This bowl of rice soaked in water was actually the rice stuck to the bottom of the pot.

Soaking the pot with water made it easier to wash; the rice on the pot wall would soak and fall off, and Zhang Cuilian would then pour out this soaked rice, making it a bowl of water-soaked rice.

The elderly person, leaning on a cane, heard the noise and came out to see Tao Ti returning; the old person's originally tense face relaxed.

"Why are you back so late?"