NovelEnglishWilfred said, "A bit later, at the usual place." The red-haired woman gave a meaningful smile. "Okay, I'll be waiting for you." With that, the red-haired woman quickly left his territory.
After she left, Wilfred calmly put the animal's heart back in place.
He stitched it up meticulously.
No matter how bloody the surgery had been, from this moment on, the heart could still beat.
After finishing everything, Wilfred took off his bloody gloves and repeatedly washed his hands with disinfectant and soap until there was no smell left. Only then did he leave. He drove to the farm.
There were guards at the entrance. Seeing Wilfred's car, they immediately opened the gate to let him in.
The farm was decorated with sflowers, but it only grew strawberries.
The strawberries had not been picked, and many were rotting on the ground.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWilfred got out of the car, a smile on his face as he looked at the meticulously planted strawberries, feeling quite pleased.
A guard handed him a basket.
He took the basket and walked directly into the strawberry field.
The field was full of ripe strawberries, so dark red they were almost black.
He carefully picked each one and placed it in the basket without damaging any of them. They were all fresh and covered in dew.
Only when he had filled the basket was he satisfied.
As for the rotting strawberries, he did not care at all.
Their only value was to bring joy.
After picking a full basket, he put it in the car and drove away.
On the other side.
Their video had surpassed ten million views, which made them all very happy.
No one thought it was demeaning.
As long as the audience liked it, they were successful.
Who said you had to make a blockbuster to feel a sense of accomplishment? Right now, no celebrities were looking to profit from short videos.
Penelope was an exception, having gone viral with a short video.
This gave the public a good impression of her.
At least she was willing to have fun with everyone.
Soon, many inteinfluencers started to imitate her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThough they imitated her, they could never be her.
While leaving an impression on netizens, it also brought Penelope another wave of popularity.
"Nina, we're really amazing!" Angel felt very accomplished, winning everyone's liking through hard work was the happiest thing for her.
Nina looked at the data on the computer, a smile appearing on her face as well. "Penelope has gained sfthis ttoo." Angel laughed. "Look at the comments, they all say Miranda is imitating Penelope, looking the part but lacking the acting skills, wart Everyone is talking about Miranda." As long as the video went viral, this was within Nina's expectations.
What left a deep impression on the audience was never beauty, but skill.
Even if Miranda found ssuccess from her acting career, had a good character setting, and capital investment, she would still be criticized if her basic skills were lacking.
"Your idol got sglory this time, Looked a didn't she?" Nina looked at Angel's joyful expression, happier than if she had won an award herself. Hugging her phone, Angel giggled,
"Of course she did. It's not just the audience, even I got into it. I wish I could go back to that year. Penelope was the first to break new ground, even though so many period s got popular afterward, she's still my first love. That kind of cold and pure feeling isn't something everyone can have. I believe she will beca top star in the future!" It was not just Angel who felt that way. Nina did too.
Someone with great talent and hard work would never be let down.
Just then, Penelope called Nina.
This was a call she had to make, to express her gratitude, "Nina, thank you so much this tfor helpingEr out."
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