Volume 1 Beginning of Summer Chapter 54 Supermarket
Yang Xuan stood up and said, "I'll go down and take a look."
Jiang You followed her downstairs, carrying the takeaway bag.
The rain outside has eased a little.
He threw the garbage out and walked around the yard again.
When he came back, he saw Yang Xuan holding a handful of postcards.
I took a look and there were exactly 12 photos.
" Bought it for your teammates ?"
"Yes, one for each person," Yang Xuan pulled out a postcard of geese flying together, "This one is mine."
"Won't the fans' quarrels affect your relationship?"
"It will definitely have an impact, but my fans will definitely not win the argument," Yang Xuan said with a hint of self-abandonment in her tone, "The positioning of my group is to attract straight male fans." She glanced at Jiang You.
"I know, it just attracts people like me who only look at breasts and legs." Jiang You admitted frankly.
"Girls are quite capable, they bring up topics, collect data, control comments and label people... Straight male fans are generous and willing to spend money , but they won't do anything else except spending money."
“It’s still not enough money spent.”
"What's the meaning?"
"You can pay a professional internet troll to do this for you."
Yang Xuan thought about it and said, "That makes sense. Well, it's a pity that the group is going to disband."
"Not necessarily," Jiang You moved the sugar bowl from the counter to the long table, then pulled a chair and sat down, half-lying over it.
He threw a lychee candy to Yang Xuan and ate one himself. "You guys are so popular now, don't waste your time, think about how to use the popularity, maybe you can be reborn. But you are really not suitable for a girl group. You are okay for topicality, but not for being an idol."
"I can just go back to set up a stall anyway," Yang Xuan turned around and pointed at her wet clothes. "Is there any way to change into something else?"
"In theory, your current image is the image of you in your mind. You can change it just by thinking about it, but I suggest you don't do that."
"Why?"
Jiang You sat up straighter. He took out a pen from the storage box and a piece of paper. He drew a line on the paper. "To simplify it, this is life," he pointed to the other end of the line. "This is death. The two sides are different, but one thing is certain. The world of the living is more powerful."
Yang Xuan sat next to Jiang You, holding a candy in her mouth, "But ghosts can't..."
"Because ghosts have been human, they know what the world of the living is like. They know the rules of both sides, so they can use some methods and media to influence the world of the living. For example, they can create illusions to lead you to run to a cliff or a river and fall down, or to the middle of the road and be hit by a car and die. Another common method is to induce your fear, and then add special effects, no, add illusions, so that you commit suicide when you are scared. You should work hard to go to the side of the living, instead of..." He turned his head and glanced at Yang Xuan. Seeing that she had changed into a pink shirt dress and her pink hair had become dry and smooth, he threw down the pen, "What I said is in vain."
"I'm listening. I'll just change my clothes. That's all."
“But in reality there is no such line.”
"What?"
"The two worlds blend together, unstable, unclear, chaotic and terrifying."
"Then I can't go back?" Yang Xuan's face turned pale.
"Don't play yourself like Miracle Nikki. If you play too much, you really can't go back," Jiang You threatened her, "or if you go back reluctantly, you will have sequelae and be unstable. Once you fall asleep, your soul will crawl out and wander around the streets. Are you afraid?"
"Oh..." Yang Xuan promised, "Then I won't play anymore."
"Did you really set up a stall at the night market before?" Jiang You turned his head to look at her, "I thought you were just playing the victim on the stage."
"I can make a lot of money setting up stalls at night markets. Not only at night markets, but also at subway entrances during the day," Yang Xuan crossed her legs and swung them. "I get clothes from the warehouse, and they are all calculated by weight. For example, I sell T-shirts at 20 or 30 each. After deducting the stall fee, I can earn more than 100,000 yuan by working hard for a summer."
"That's great. How did you think of joining a girl group?"
"My agency, Blue Butterfly, was opened by a friend of my older brother. He knew I had nowhere to live, so he introduced me there. They provide me with food and lodging, and I can occasionally go there to dance at Internet cafe competitions or supermarket events. Anyway, no one will watch how well we dance, so I can just continue to set up the stall. I have also taught several young sisters how to do it. I can also fry chestnuts, make spicy hot pot, and octopus balls. I know how to do it."
Yang Xuan looked around and asked, "Is your business not doing well here?"
"Take a few more and take care of my business? Little rich woman?"
The sound of rain gradually faded away.
He heard Yang Xuan say softly: "I still want this group to continue."
"Why? Is it easy to make money?"
"There's not much left in our hands , and we're still not free. We have to pay attention to our image, and we can't do this or that. The dormitory isn't as spacious as Lan Die's, and we have to focus on our moves when dancing. I originally had a tattoo here," Yang Xuan pointed to the area below her collarbone, "and I washed it off, but if you look closely there's still a trace, and I always cover it up with foundation."
Jiang You understood that Yang Xuan was most likely a little sister before she joined the group, and maybe even a big sister who protected a bunch of little sisters.
He stood up and said, "I'm going to the supermarket. Do you want to take anything?"
"Can I go with you?" Yang Xuan stood up.
"If you get photographed, it will become a supernatural event. This cultural street is full of your posters, you will definitely be recognized. The Bin Ya Xuan you stayed at last night spent a lot of money to cooperate with the program team. Boss Guo must be regretting it now."
"Should I wear a mask? And sunglasses?"
Jiang You thought about it, then walked to the counter, opened the drawer, and took out a fist-sized, pink unicorn pendant. He waved at Yang Xuan, and when Yang Xuan was about to step forward, the thin thread on her wrist loosened, and her body floated up again, floating towards the unicorn pendant.
The body is bent and gathered.
She felt like she was being tucked into a soft, warm place.
"Just stay here." Jiang You hung the pendant on his bag, "I can hear you talking."
Yang Xuan realized that she was stuffed into the unicorn pendant.
"Hey, you!"
"This way I won't be recognized. I've always wanted to raise a unicorn." He pinched the unicorn's body. "I have a bigger unicorn doll upstairs. I'll put it there for you when I get back? There'll be more space."
"Let me out!" Yang Xuan struggled.
"Come on, come on, let's go to the supermarket and buy some milk and snacks. What do you like to eat?"
"Beer and Brazilian pine nuts."
