Chapter 1004: Salted Fish Reborn (3)

Salted Fish Reborn (3)

Fifteen-year-old Jiang Xiaoyu was Zhang Luo's adolescent goddess of secret love.

Eighteen-year-old Jiang Xiaoyu was the bare-faced goddess who became popular online because of a photo taken during the art exam.

Twenty-two-year-old Jiang Xiaoyu was the entertainment industry goddess who became famous overnight because of *Yesterday's Stars*.

Twenty-five-year-old Jiang Xiaoyu, however, became a mistress that everyone shouted to beat overnight, and the whole internet was scolding her for seducing the director and saying she relied on her body to get ahead.

Twenty-six-year-old Jiang Xiaoyu committed suicide by jumping off a building due to depression.

Twenty-six-year-old Zhang Luo spent a long time accepting her departure, and then spent another four years finally burying her in a grave in his heart.

In that grave—

Sixteen-year-old Jiang Xiaoyu told him her dream was to be an actor.

Twenty-four-year-old Jiang Xiaoyu, after learning that his father needed a large sum of money for stomach cancer treatment, specifically asked his friend for his account number and transferred a huge sum of money to him.

Twenty-five-year-old Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she said on the phone that she hadn't done those things, and it was all a frame-up.

Twenty-six-year-old Jiang Xiaoyu came to him for a late-night snack one week before she committed suicide. She had no abnormality at all, and facing his worry, she said things had passed, and she didn't care at all.

That day, she said to Zhang Luo: "You are just a coward."

Zhang Luo heard it unclearly.

Jiang Xiaoyu was drunk, pointed at him, and accused: "Didn't I refuse you once when I was sixteen? Why didn't you dare to confess to me again later?"

Zhang Luo looked at a loss, and said: "You want to be an actor, I'm just an ordinary person, I can't help you."

"Who wants you to help me!" Jiang Xiaoyu cried, "Do you understand at all?"

Zhang Luo really didn't understand.

The next day, Jiang Xiaoyu called in a panic, asking if she had said anything foolish because she was drunk yesterday.

Zhang Luo pretended to be stupid, saying she was drunk and he didn't remember.

Jiang Xiaoyu let out a long sigh of relief.

"That's good, then you have to work hard, don't always say you're just a salted fish, you are very excellent, you are very powerful, you will definitely succeed!"

Zhang Luo would always remember the voice of Jiang Xiaoyu cheering him on on the phone.

Therefore, Zhang Luo never understood.

Why did such a spirited and energetic person jump off a building just like that?

He didn't understand later either.

He would never understand.

"What are you doing? Why are you crying suddenly?" Liang Fengying looked at Zhang Luo in shock, "Son, don't scare me."

Zhang Luo raised his hand, wiped his tears, and acted with ease: "Ah? I cried? Did sand get in my eyes?"

Liang Fengying: "……"

Zhang Luo smiled brightly.

"Mom, what do you think if I become a star in the future?"

"Sure, you inherited my beauty, and now you are a handsome young man, much more handsome than those male stars on TV." His mom said.

"Uh, although I'm narcissistic, I don't dare to say such unrealistic words." Zhang Luo said.

His mom: "Also, after all, you only inherited half of my genes, and the other half was ruined by your dad."

"……" Zhang Luo sighed, "Mom, what if I tell you, I'm serious?"

"What serious?"

"Want to be a star."

"Ah?" Liang Fengying slapped—oh, no, it was covering Zhang Luo's forehead, "Are you having a fever? Why are you talking nonsense suddenly? Don't you never pay attention to stars and artists? You said they are vain and empty, all straw bags, only relying on their faces to eat."

"I—" Zhang Luo thought, was he so full of backbone when he was a child? The thirty-year-old him only thought about how rich it was to be a star.

Relying on his face to eat, a straw bag? As long as he can earn that money, he doesn't care how others scold him.

"It's like this." Zhang Luo said, "I took a nap in the afternoon."

"I knew you weren't reading!" Liang Fengying roared, "What did I say before I went out, let you read! Let you read! Let you read!"

Every time she roared, Liang Fengying's palm would pat Zhang Luo's back. Zhang Luo was slapped until he almost vomited blood.

After hitting, Liang Fengying's murderous aura faded.

"……" Zhang Luo turned his head, pointing to his eyes that hadn't dried yet, "I know why I cried just now, I predicted the punishment I was about to receive."

Liang Fengying rolled her eyes at him with a fake smile.

"No, Mom, I'm telling you the truth, I had a very long dream, I dreamed that I became a genius, I have a steady stream of good stories and good songs in my head, if I become a star, I will be a creative artist, a genius artist."

Liang Fengying: "Are you dreaming?! You also know you are dreaming?!"

A word woke him up.

Zhang Luo was stunned.

Yeah, he was just dreaming, what was he doing?

What nonsense was he talking?

Want to be a star in the future?

Idiot.

This is dreaming.

When the dream wakes up, you are still a thirty-year-old stinky salted fish, why are you daydreaming in your dream?

He laughed at himself.

"Auntie, you're here! Zhang Luo!" Jiang Xiaoyu's crisp shout startled him out of his daze.

Outside the restaurant, Jiang Xiaoyu was holding a stack of plastic stools, wanting to move them into the store.

She looked at them and smiled in the sunset.

Fifteen-year-old Jiang Xiaoyu smiled youthfully and sweetly, bumping into his heart.

God, let this dream last longer.

Please.

Zhang Luo rubbed his eyes.

Liang Fengying slapped his back again.

"What are you standing there for? Go help Xiaoyu move the stools!"

Zhang Luo woke up like a dream and hurriedly stepped forward.

Jiang Xiaoyu had already pushed open the store door with her hips lightly, "No need, I can do it myself, Auntie, Zhang Luo, come in!"

Jiang Xiaoyu Restaurant is one of the most popular restaurants in the vicinity.

It specifically does business for people in this area, so the materials are good, the price is good, and the main point is that it is close to the people and affordable.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be able to survive in this residential area.

"Zhang Luo, look at Jiang Xiaoyu, the same age as you, a classmate in the same school! Classmate! She takes the initiative to help her family on weekends, look at you again, I don't expect you to help me, I just hope you read more, and you?!!"

Liang Fengying started nagging Zhang Luo as soon as she sat down.

Zhang Luo: "Mom, actually I can help you."

"What can you help me with?" Liang Fengying looked disgusted.

"I can help you play mahjong, really, I can help you draw a Kong-on-Kong win."

The atmosphere was silent for two seconds.

Subsequently, Liang Fengying picked up her hand and started patting Zhang Luo's back—the reason she didn't pat the back of his head was because Ms. Liang Fengying felt that the head couldn't be hit casually, it was easy to break.

"I'll let you Kong-on-Kong! I'll let you Kong and bloom!"

Zhang Luo looked, Jiang Xiaoyu was actually looking at them.

That moment of shame.

He hurriedly dodged.

"Mom, stop, stop, stop! I want to go to the bathroom!" He ran away. ===== CHAPTER 1005 =====