The little boy seemed to understand. He tilted his head and blinked, staring at Jiang Ran eagerly.

To be honest, this little boy was raised well by her parents. Although his clothes were old, he was still clean and tidy, and his little face was white, tender and cute. Otherwise, Jiang Ran would not necessarily have so much patience with him. . As expected, everyone has a love for beauty, and cute people should be welcomed wherever they go. Jiang Ran began to think about it randomly in her mind.

Jiang Ran saw the little boy staring at her without saying a word. After looking at each other for a while, she asked aloud, "What's wrong?"

"Pretty sister, are you the new teacher?!"

"Why do you say that?"

"It was the teacher who told us. The teacher said that there are going to be several new teachers coming to our village in the past few days. He told us to be good, listen to the teacher, and not to make the new teacher unhappy. We are already very good, mother said. , the teacher taught us very hard. But you are the only ones who have come to our village so far. Are all of you new teachers?!"

"Can I choose you as a teacher to teach us? I like you."

"Pfft", Jiang Ran couldn't help but laugh out loud, stretched out her hand to scratch the tip of the little boy's nose, and joked, "You little guy, you know how to say nice things to make girls happy at such a young age?!"

While Jiang Ran was chatting with the little boy, she heard a woman shouting from a farmhouse about a hundred meters away, "Yuanyuan! Come back soon, have breakfast." Oh! Where did you kid go so early in the morning?"

"Hey!" The little boy turned around and responded loudly, looking at Jiang Ran with a smile as he waved goodbye to her, "Goodbye, beautiful sister, I have to go home for dinner, otherwise I will be late for school!"

"Okay, Yuanyuan, bye~"

Jiang Ran stopped there quietly, watching the little boy just run towards his mother and throw himself into her arms. He stood there in shock for a long time, his eyes full of envy.

Jiang Ran lowered her eyes and stared at her toes and thought for a while. She turned her head again and looked in the direction where the child had just returned home. Tears gradually filled her eyes. She withdrew her gaze and sat casually on the curb by the roadside, looking at it with a somewhat hollow look. Ahead, looking at the lush hillsides in the distance, I lost my mind.

Counting the days, she has been in this world for almost three years.

She was so busy working every day that she almost forgot that this was not a real-world thing. When she saw the face in the mirror again, she wouldn't be surprised or uncomfortable at all. It was as if she had equated this body with herself. She seemed... to have gradually accepted this reality and was accepted by this world. Assimilated.

Perhaps the call Cao Hui made today was like a slap in the face, making her suddenly realize that all of this was false.

And...if no miracle happens, she may never see her biological parents again.

After she leaves, what will her original world look like? !

Will it be like the situation in the novel she read online before, where no one remembers her existence after she disappears? Or is he already gone? Perhaps not even his skeleton is left? Or is this "Jiang Ran" living on her behalf? Can she play her role well, is she still working in testing, will she be good to her parents? besides...

Jiang Ran was lost in thought when she suddenly heard a voice from behind, interrupting her thoughts.

"Go home for dinner."

Hearing this, Jiang Ran tilted her head slightly and looked up. When she saw it was Jian Zhiyao, she couldn't help being slightly startled. She paused for a few seconds before answering, "Ah? Teacher Jian, have you prepared the meal yet?"

"Director Zhang was almost done when I got up. The staff said you left home early, so I came over to tell you to go back."

"Okay, okay, let's go back now." After Jiang Ran heard that Zhang Xiao had almost finished breakfast, she hurriedly got up from the ground , patted the dust on her body, then bent down slightly and bowed to say thank you. , "Teacher Jian, please come over for a run."

Jian Zhiyao turned around and stopped walking forward. He frowned and looked at Jiang Ran, "Do you need to be so polite when you talk to me?"

"You are a teacher..."

"The show is over," Jian Zhiyao interrupted directly, "You don't have to be so respectful to me, just stay normal."

"Ah?" Jiang Ran said a little silly "Ah". Seeing that Jian Zhiyao's face was not very good, she nodded quickly and said, "Oh oh oh oh, I understand."

"I saw a beam of light falling on me..." Jiang Ran lowered her head and glanced at her mobile phone. Seeing that it was Cao Hui who called her back, she hesitated for a moment, chose to hang up, and then quickly found She replied on WeChat, "I'm recording the show now. Let me know on WeChat if you have anything."

Then he smiled sheepishly at Jian Zhiyao and signaled that he could go back.

"Your team's new song?"

"Huh?!" Jiang Ran tilted her head and hummed in confusion, then realized what Jian Zhiyao was talking about and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, the new single has just been released."

"Created by yourself?" Jian Zhiyao frowned slightly and recalled as if thinking, "I remember that your group had several songs with this rhythm before, right? Is the new song of this type? Isn't it a bit too single? Your company also agrees to distribute it?"

"Yes..." Jiang Ran nodded awkwardly, "We are still learning and exploring original creations. This single is free."

Is this a matter of free or not? !

Actors should avoid playing similar roles to avoid consolidating the scope of their roles. The same is true for singers. If the work created is very different from the previous version, then why is it necessary to release a new song? Plagiarizing one's own work is not considered plagiarism? !

Jian Zhiyao frowned even more and suggested, "If you can't create, there's no need to force yourself to write and arrange songs. Buying songs is not a shameful thing."

Jiang Ran, "Yes..."

"Teacher Jian, don't you encounter bottlenecks when you create?!"

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"Then how do you usually deal with this situation?"

"If you don't create, go out for a walk, go shopping, see more of the outside world and observe other people's lives, and you may get inspiration."

"What if you never have inspiration?!"

"Then don't create. Never write songs for the sake of writing songs. Even if such a song is written, it will still be unqualified."

Jiang Ran nodded in understanding and silently remembered these words in his heart.

After returning to the yard, Jiang Ran noticed something was wrong with Song Jia's voice. She would blow her nose with tissue paper from time to time. She couldn't help but approach her and asked in a low voice, "Sister Song Jia, are you sick? I brought medicine there. You You can eat some."

"Are you back?" Song Jia shook her head, sniffed and her voice was a little hoarse, "It's okay, I just have a little rhinitis. It will be like this when I wake up in the morning. I brought medicine. I will be fine after taking the medicine. ”

"Then you should pay more attention to your health. I heard that rhinitis patients are difficult to treat."

"Yes...it's not easy to cure. This is an old problem of mine..."

At this time, Zhang Xiao also brought out a large basin of noodles from the kitchen, glanced at the other people, and greeted, "Are you all here? Come sit down and eat. The conditions are simple, so I just got some food. I don't know. You are not used to eating."

"Get used to it! Thank you, Director Zhang! It's great to be able to eat the food cooked by Director Zhang today..."

Here Jiang Yi was praising, but over there Zhang Xiao's wife Zhang Yingying started to undermine him, "What's so great about him? He cooks at home and that's what he likes to do. Don't praise him too highly. Look at how he looks now. , the tail is almost up to the sky. Even if you want to praise, you have to do it behind his back."

"Director Zhang is so awesome that you have to praise him, right? Director Zhang?!"

"What Yingying said is that my craftsmanship is only average, so you don't mind it."

If you wake up early in the morning and have something to eat without doing anything, no matter what it is or how it tastes, you can’t despise the enthusiasm of people who do things!

Jiang Ran took a bite and gave a thumbs up while swallowing, praising vaguely, "It's delicious!"

Although this is a bit exaggerated, the taste is indeed pretty good, at least not unpleasant. In addition, Jiang Ran hadn't had breakfast like this for a long time, and it really felt good.

After breakfast, Jiang Ran diligently took over the dishwashing work. At 8:30 in the morning, everyone gathered in the yard, waiting for the director to announce the content and challenges of "Challenging One Hundred Impossibles". Evaluation Standards.

The content of the challenge had been sent to each artist before, so when the director said, "Challenge to serve as a teacher of various subjects at XX school in XX village and teach children," Jiang Ran wanted to perform the same program as if he had heard it for the first time. , when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed that everyone else was listening quietly and nodding, he immediately put his expression back and nodded in agreement.

Director, "The evaluation criteria are also very simple. You need to remember the names of all the children during the few days you serve as teachers. Now, please go to XX School to understand the specific situation of the school and the children, and formulate a curriculum and subjects. Teacher Ren, let’s start teaching the children officially tomorrow!”

"Okay, let's go, let's-go! Let's go!"

When we set off to school, the program team enthusiastically and kindly provided us with a means of transportation for this trip - a dilapidated electric tricycle, an open-top type with no seats and only an empty bucket.

Several people were a little surprised when they saw this car. After all, they would never use this car in their daily life. When they got up early in the morning, they saw this car placed in the yard. At that time, they just thought it was used by the program staff and didn't take it seriously. Only now did they realize that it was prepared for them.

Song Jia looked back and forth at the appearance of the car from a distance of one meter, and paused several times to consider a sentence, "Wow... this car... is really awesome..."