*
Early the next morning, Father Jiang, who drove a large truck, came back from other places.
Mother Jiang made her own dumplings and scallion pancakes, and treated the whole family to breakfast.
In order to nourish his spleen and stomach as soon as possible, Jiang Zhiyu only picked up a white flour steamed bun and tasted it elegantly with Huaishan millet porridge.
"Ayu, how do you eat white steamed buns? Come and eat pie! Your mother put a lot of meat in it!" Jiang's father did not mention the debt, but instead put the pie on the plate. Pushed towards Jiang Zhiyu.
"Thank you." Jiang Zhiyu did not pick up the pie, but nodded slightly.
Seeing her like this, Father Jiang seemed to have misunderstood something and put down his chopsticks with a heavy expression.
Mother Jiang seemed to have something stuck in her throat, and the chopsticks holding the dumplings stopped in mid-air.
"Ayu, your mother told me, you don't have to worry too much about the debt. It's time to eat. In the worst case, we sell the car and this house and go work outside. Anyway, it won't affect your college education!"
Father Jiang smiled as if he didn't care: "It's just that I don't dare to borrow loan sharks from now on! If you like that idol, you can support me mentally!"
Jiang Zhiyu was slightly startled. Is Father Jiang planning to sell off his ancestral home and the truck he used for work to pay off her debt?
"Ayu? Ayu?" Xu Shi saw that Jiang Zhiyu had no reaction, so Jiang's mother called her twice with red eyes.
"Those people have promised a grace period of three months. You don't have to worry. I will find a way to pay back the money." Jiang Zhiyu came back to his senses, carefully drank the last mouthful of millet porridge in the bowl, and said calmly.
"Hey, what can you do? Those people collect the money at their own risk!" Father Jiang sighed deeply and put down his chopsticks in disapproval, "Be obedient and leave this matter alone. My parents have saved some money over the years, and after selling the RV, they can almost pay it back by borrowing some money from relatives."
"Yes," Jiang's mother nodded with tears in her eyes, "It's just hard on you. The only way to pay for college tuition is with the state's student loan."
Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes. Before, he didn't quite understand why the original owner was so innocent that he was deceived into taking out a loan shark, but now it became clearer.
It was the original owner's fault to borrow a loan shark, and now the Jiang family has almost been bankrupted, but Jiang's father and Jiang's mother still have no intention of blaming them.
Sometimes, protecting children too well can be a misfortune.
Jiang Zhiyu's father, Emperor Yan Xi of the Great Xia Dynasty, understood this principle very thoroughly.
As the only daughter of Emperor Yan Xi, Jiang Zhiyu began studying with different famous teachers when she was three years old.
Swords, guns, riding and shooting, a collection of classics and history; music, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, wine and tea.
There are even special nuns to guide you in social interactions and manners.
Occasionally when she was not paying attention, Emperor Yan Xi would not reduce the punishment at all just because she was the daughter of a family.
…
Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes slightly and put back his distant thoughts, only to see Father Jiang and Mother Jiang looking at her cautiously, with a hint of ardent expectation in their eyes.
Jiang Zhiyu knew that the strong love in the eyes of Jiang Shi and his wife belonged to the original owner.
Unfortunately, they didn't know that the original owner was no longer here.
In the days to come, only she, the soul from thousands of years ago, can repay their kindness in raising them.
"I signed up to participate in "The Top" and will go to City A next week for a two-month closed training camp." Jiang Zhiyu took out his mobile phone, clicked on the promotional poster for "The Top", and handed it to Jiang's father and Jiang's mother. "If we can make a smooth debut, we will be able to pay off the debt soon."
"My dear, this, is this the "Top Rank" that became popular in the streets and alleys last year? Ayu, have you successfully registered?" Jiang's father picked up the phone and looked at it carefully for a while, and asked in disbelief.
Father Jiang has actually heard of "Top Rank"?
Jiang Zhiyu was a little surprised. It seemed that the popularity of this program was much higher than she imagined.
"Well, Ayu, you...you didn't sign up for this show just because of that idol named Jiao, right?" Jiang's mother was a little anxious, "You haven't learned to sing or dance since you were a child. The entertainment industry is a big mess, how did you suffer all that?"
"I have no idea about Jiao Yichi now. I only participate in the show to make money." Jiang Zhiyu coughed lightly, "As for singing and dancing, I learned a little from others on the computer. Even if I didn't form a group in the end, I would take on some commercial performances. Or a small advertisement, the family will be more comfortable."
"Ayu, you, have you thought about it?" Jiang's father also calmed down at this moment, knowing that this is not an easy road, especially when he heard Jiang Zhiyu said that he wanted to subsidize the family, the end of his eyes became slightly red.
"Yeah." Jiang Zhiyu nodded slightly. Not only had he thought about it, he had even started to do some homework for it.
"In that case, in two days, I will pick up an order to go to City A and send you there on the way." Jiang's father looked a little hesitant to say, "But your mother is right, the entertainment industry is a big dyeing vat. .There is nothing fair in these competitions. Even if you lose in the end, it does not mean that you are not good. Do you understand?"
The reason why he heard about "The Top" was because when he was working outside last year, a co-worker asked him to help vote for one of the contestants.
One ticket earns ten yuan, and you can vote seven times a week, which is seventy yuan.
If Jiang Zhiyu needs to vote, where will he have so much money to hire help?
When the time comes, will she be disappointed if she fails to advance?
"What are you talking about?" Although Jiang's mother was a little conflicted, she couldn't hear anyone saying anything bad about Jiang Zhiyu. "Our daughter is so good-looking, she will definitely be promoted in the end! Can't you just hope for something better? "
"Okay, okay! Our Ayu, not only can we advance, but we can also take first place!" Now that he had decided to participate in the competition, Jiang's father stopped saying bad words and laughed along with Jiang's mother's wishes.
He looked at Jiang Zhiyu again, and then realized that his daughter seemed to have grown again since being discharged from the hospital, and she was no better than the stars on TV.
Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyu smiled slightly.
Isn't her goal just to get first place?
*
After breakfast time, Jiang Zhiyu returned to the room.
After watching two issues of the previous season's "Top Top", her draft book was filled with dense notes.
Even how many times each person appeared in front of the camera, Jiang Zhiyu recorded them in detail.
Ding!
Suddenly, the phone on the table vibrated.
Judging by the time, Gu Ye's transfer should have arrived.
Jiang Zhiyu curled his lips slightly. It seemed that Gu Ye paid back the money on time.
However, when she opened her phone to check the content of the text message, her eyebrows twisted again.
