Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle
chapter-287

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The Peanuts supported her, and so did the Eight Immortals’ fans. Chen Mo’s fans announced that they would not comment before the movie was released.

Long Weibo posts that doubted her acting skills were posted one after another. They were all made by Weibo accounts and marketing accounts that were trying their best to prove that she was trash and not worthy of filming Chen Mo’s movie. Chen Mo had chosen her, but this would become the biggest stain in his life.

Some people even openly criticized Chen Mo by saying that he had been reduced to a capital slave and had found a newbie covered in dirt to be the female lead.

Ling Sheng wanted to raise her hand and say, “I’m the female lead’s young self. I don’t have many scenes. You’re trying so hard to slander me because you want to gain attention. Thank you!”

Mei Xuelin was not willing to interfere in such pure evil behavior. She would walk her own acting path and let them defame her. It was best to use her acting skills and capabilities to slap others in the face.

However, for the sake of this drama, she had applied for Ling Sheng to go to the Imperial Capital University’s Mathematics Department to experience university life and integrate herself into the character’s living environment.

She had gotten Zhou Zhou to deliver a thick stack of math textbooks, from primary school textbooks to first year of college textbooks, directly to her door and ask her to take a good look at the textbooks before she went to the university. She did not want to be ignorant and embarrass herself in class.

Ling Sheng looked at the elementary, middle, and high school textbooks and wondered how much she did not trust her. After all, she was a top student. When she had taken the college entrance examination, she had entered Imperial Capital University as the top art student, alright?

She had also gotten the highest score ever in a cultural class! She had gotten 688 points in humanities, which was only 10 points lower than the humanities top student’s score. The entertainment circle had exploded because of her score, alright?

Although she admitted that she was a genius, geniuses had their shortcomings. Her shortcoming was mathematics. She had lost nearly 20 points in mathematics, and only managed to get an adequate score thanks to her scores in other subjects.

Mei Xuelin had already made the necessary arrangements. In a week, she would be going to the Imperial Capital University’s Mathematics Department to experience university life. During this period, she would be left alone to revise.

The day before Ling Sheng went to university to experience life was a Friday. The kindergarten did not have classes in the afternoon. After picking Xiaoqi up at noon, she went directly to the biggest farmers market nearby and bought a lot of food.

When she got home, she started to get busy. Xiaoqi ran around the house and even went to the balcony to pick some bok choy. When he returned, his face was red. “Mommy, Mommy, Grandpa’s Snow White has sprouted!”

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Ling Sheng stopped chopping vegetables and turned to look at her son. “Slow down. Don’t fall!”

“Xiaoqi is not a child who has just been weaned.” Xiaoqi gave his mother a serious look before he climbed onto the stool excitedly and turned on the tap to wash the bok choy.

Ling Sheng did not stop him. She would let him try to do what he could. Besides, Xiaoqi could do a good job.

It had been more than ten days since he had planted the vegetable seeds. The bok choy was crispy and tender. It was just the right time to eat it. When it came to longevity noodles, throwing in a few stalks of bok choy was perfect!

“Mommy, Grandpa won’t not come home, right?” Xiaoqi tilted his head and puffed his cheeks as he looked at her. “If Grandpa doesn’t come home, where will he celebrate his birthday?”

Mommy had said that it was Grandpa’s birthday today and she wanted to celebrate it at home. She had bought a lot of Grandpa’s favorite dishes and made a cake.

“Don’t worry, he’ll be back.” Ling Sheng smiled mysteriously.