Wen Jiu personally took the medicine to Luo Yiyi's school and gave it to her.
Luo Yiyi is introverted and looks relatively ordinary now. He has no sense of presence in school and is like a transparent person.
Wen Jiu called her to the grove and handed her the 23rd century advanced medicine for removing acne and acne marks.
"Read the instructions for this medicine. It will be effective in two or three days."
Luo Yiyi took it and looked at Wen Jiu gratefully: "Thank you."
Wen Jiu looked at her face quietly: "But you have to control your eating and drinking to cure the symptoms and the root cause. What did you eat for lunch?"
Luo Yiyi immediately cried and changed her face: "I know I have to eat light, but my stepmother specially prepared fried chicken and Coke for me in the morning and asked me to eat this for lunch."
Wen Jiu lowered her head, took out her own fast food from her bag, and handed it to her.
"Share the fried chicken and coke among your roommates. If we share the calories, we won't gain weight. You can eat these by yourself to satisfy your hunger."
But Wen Jiu didn't bring much with her. These few packets of nutritious instant food were enough for her to eat for a week at most.
If she really wants to become an artist, at least before she debuts, she must ensure a good figure and good skin.
Wen Jiu thought for a while and simply paid Luo Yiyi directly.
"I'll lend you money and you go buy food yourself and eat more fruits and vegetables."
Luo Yiyi was flattered: "I, how can I ask for your money? You have already helped me a lot..."
Wen Jiu smiled and handed it to her: "Take it. When you win the championship, you can pay me back. If you feel bad about it, give me more interest."
This amount of money is not much, and when converted into my own money, it is only a few dozen yuan.
Luo Yiyi thought about Luo Aai's shining light on the stage, which should have been her glory.
She really should take back her glory in order to double her money.
She was no longer polite and took the money Wen Jiu gave her: "Okay, I will definitely work hard to win the championship and I will not disappoint your expectations!"
Wen Jiu smiled and nodded, and suddenly saw a big shot in the live broadcast room saying:
[Caiya: Oh, anchor, you are really invincible. Your ability to do things makes me happy. Please let Xiao Yiyi write more songs and send the songs into my heart. Even if it is a half-finished product, I will still laugh~]
Translate this paragraph into Chinese, it means: Host, please quickly ask Luo Yiyi to share the song with me, even if it is a semi-finished product.
Wen Jiu received the task and immediately asked Luo Yiyi: "Have you written the song for the next game?"
Luo Yiyi shook her head: "I'm a little stuck. Now that I've written the chorus, I have a few lines in the second verse of the verse that I don't know what to do with."
[Cai Ya: I'll do it, I'll do it! You tell her not to be sad, I'll use my worldly talents to make her songs even more brilliant! 】
[Little Douya: Ah, ah, the idol blurts out a song! Collect it quickly, if you don’t want to release your next album, our fans will help you release it! 】
Wen Jiu conveyed the meaning of the leader on the list: "First show me the song you have not finished, and I will help you revise it."
Luo Yiyi completely trusted Wen Jiu now, so she immediately took out the small notebook she carried with her and showed her the lyrics.
After reading the lyrics, the boss expressed his own understanding and thoughts, and Wen Jiu conveyed them on his behalf.
Luo Yiyi thought seriously.
After discussing and thinking with Wen Jiuyi at noon, Luo Yiyi's lyrics finally reached a point where both she and the big guys on the list like it.
The leader on the list happily added more rewards in the live broadcast room.
Luo Yiyi also looked at Wen Jiu with gratitude: "Thank you very much."
Wen Jiu was really embarrassed. It was obvious that she and the big boss were helping each other, but in the end it was she, the middleman, who was grateful.
She couldn't explain it, so she could only say: "You're welcome, I did it all for work."
Luo Yiyi's clear eyes were filled with tears.
"I'm not just talking about singing. I don't even have friends in school. Thank you for talking to me so much."
Wen Jiu understands this feeling, and she didn't feel the same way before.
She smiled: "You will have many friends in the future."
Luo Yiyi nodded heavily: "Yes!"
Wen Jiu still needed to go back and continue working on the competition, so she said goodbye to her first.
Luo Yiyi also went back to the dormitory.
On her table was the fried chicken and Coke prepared by her stepmother.
Thinking of what Wen Jiu said, she plucked up the courage and took the initiative to say to her roommate who usually didn't communicate much: "I can't finish the fried chicken that my mother prepared for me, so how about we all try it too?"
Several roommates were stunned.
Luo Yiyi was nervous, wouldn't they refuse...
In fact, she has never dared to take the initiative to be kind to others since she was a child, just because she was afraid of rejection.
But the next second, a roommate walked over and said, "Okay, I've already smelled the aroma of your fried chicken."
Other roommates also came over to eat.
"Thank you, Yiyi."
"I haven't eaten meat for several days!"
Luo Yiyi laughed from the bottom of her heart for the first time in school.
Her roommate also said before that she envied her for having such a good mother who prepared her favorite food every day.
What she heard at that time was slow ridicule and malice.
But after talking to Wen Jiu today, she suddenly realized that her roommate didn't mean that at all.
They didn't know that her mother was a stepmother, and they didn't know that they prepared these foods to make her fat and ugly.
She suddenly thought of something.
People with sunshine in their hearts will see flowers and smell fragrance.
People who only have mud in their hearts see the thorns of flowers and smell the decay of dead leaves.
She immediately took out her small notebook and wrote it down.
This sentence will serve as the theme of the next song.
…
In the next few days, Chu Tianao's assistant worked very hard to find out several pieces of evidence that Zhen Xialiu had accepted bribes, and took him to jail.
Wen Jiu dealt with several middle-level people in the program team resolutely.
Everyone can see that the program team has undergone a major change, and the new supervisor is so courageous, and everyone is cooperating very well.
But Wen Jiu still had a few paid judges and tuners left to deal with.
She also needs them to continue to support Luo Aai.
She had to wait for the perfect time for Luo Yiyi to take the stage.
Soon, it was the semifinals.
On the day of the competition, all players came in advance to prepare.
Luo Aiai is the most popular creative genius girl. As soon as she arrived, she was surrounded by contestants talking. Many people asked her about the new song and asked her the connotation of the new song for tonight's competition.
Luo Aiyai answered them with a smile on her face, and it was natural for her to take advantage of Luo Yiyi's creative success.
At this time, Luo Yiyi, who was still wearing a peaked cap and a mask, took the opportunity to sneak out of the contestants' dressing room and went to find Wen Jiu secretly.
Wen Jiu is reading the host's speech at this time and is preparing to take the stage later.
Luo Yiyi found her, walked over and took the initiative to whisper behind her: "Sister Wen."
When Wen Jiu heard that it was her, she immediately stood up and took her to a deserted place in the corridor.
"Let me see how your face looks now."
Luo Yiyi took off her mask and hat, revealing a face that was... even more serious than before.
My skin is darker and greasier, and my acne is not getting better at all.
Wen Jiu stared at her face, too shocked to speak.
how so!
Is it possible that the medicine from the 23rd century is ineffective on her?