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Because she wanted to find a theme for a short video, Yuanluo did not arrange any work this Sunday. Instead, she got up early and went to the streets to look for inspiration.

Yuanluo took Zhaocai out with her and first bought breakfast at the breakfast shop at the entrance of the community. She found a seat by the window and sat down, eating a bun while observing the passers-by outside the window.

Yuanluo got up a little too early. As it was Sunday, there were only a few pedestrians walking on the street and a few cleaners cleaning.

The owner of the breakfast shop thought this girl was interesting. Young people of her age would get up early on Sundays to have breakfast, so she started chatting with Yuanluo.

"Little girl, you got up early. You don't even want to sleep in on Sunday."

When Yuanluo heard the proprietress talking to her, she looked away and smiled politely.

The proprietress was a middle-aged woman in her forties, with short curly hair and a neat outfit. She looked like a straightforward person.

Yuanluo was not disgusted by the proprietress's conversation. She felt that her tone was like that of a village aunt caring about the younger generation in the village, so she also started chatting with the proprietress.

"Not as early as you. I came to the store to eat at six o'clock, and you had already made the buns and porridge. You are really hardworking."

"Well, I'm working for a living. I earn this hard-earned money, and I've gotten used to it. But you kids still have a chance. As long as you study hard, you won't have to work as hard as we do in the future."

Listening to the boss lady's tone, Yuanluo felt as if she was back in Yunxi Village, when the aunties and aunties in the village praised her for her good academic performance. Since coming to Pingzhou, the circle around her has changed. Yuanluo hasn't heard such simple advice for a long time.

"You're right. I'm not that diligent. I'm not here to participate in a school competition. I came out to find creative inspiration."

After hearing what Yuanluo said, the proprietress felt a little nervous, afraid that she had disturbed others: "Ah! Then I didn't disturb you, you continue to look for inspiration, I won't disturb you."

Yuan Luo quickly explained: "No, no, it's nice to chat with you. I'm just looking around. It won't affect you. You have to get up early in the morning to prepare the ingredients, right?"

When the boss lady heard Yuanluo mention her job, she immediately opened up and said, "That's really early. I have to go to the store at around four o'clock every day. There are no pedestrians on the road except for a few cleaners who get up early."

Hearing what the boss lady said, Yuan Luo was a little surprised: "Those cleaners look quite old. Do they also have to get up so early?"

"You don't know this, right? It's not just the cleaners, there are also some old people who pick up trash. They get up early to make a little money, and they work very hard."

When Yuanluo heard what the proprietress said, something flashed through her mind and she suddenly had an inspiration. She swallowed the remaining buns in a few bites and drank the porridge.

Then he thanked the lady boss and said, "Auntie, thank you. I have an idea. I have to find some material. I won't talk to you for now."

Yuanluo carried Zhaocai out of the breakfast shop. The proprietress's voice came from behind: "Little girl, run slower. You can't do strenuous exercise right after eating."

Yuanluo didn't actually run, but walked on the street holding Zhaocai, watching the cleaner riding his tricycle after cleaning the street. She didn't know whether she should continue to clean the next place or go home.

I saw an old man scavenging rubbish, riding a tricycle, pulling bottles, cans and cardboard he had picked up. I also saw an old man carrying a bird cage taking his starling out for a walk and having breakfast at a breakfast shop on the street.

As she watched shops open one after another and the streets change from being sparsely populated to being bustling with traffic, Yuanluo suddenly knew what she wanted to shoot.

So she simply went straight to school, called a few roommates, and discussed her ideas together.

The three of them got up early in the morning and it was not yet nine o'clock when they finished washing up and went downstairs. They all looked very resentful.

Dong Lele was the first to speak: "Yuanluo, are you a devil? You don't even sleep in on Sunday, aren't you tired?"

Geng Jiaxu yawned and asked, "Tell me, why did you torture us on Sunday? You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise I will really go crazy."

Ge Mubai leaned directly on Dong Lele and breathed evenly.

Yuan Luo looked at the time and realized that she was getting a little anxious. She smiled and said, "Of course it's an important matter. I know what our competition theme is, so I asked you to discuss it together."

Dong Lele was sleepy, but still cooperated and asked, "What?"

Yuan Luo confidently stated the theme she wanted to shoot: "The awakening of a city."

Geng Jiaxu subconsciously replied: "You must be joking. We can't wake up at all. Look at Xiaobai, he has already started to take a nap."

Yuan Luo looked at her roommates who were half asleep and said calmly, "Since we are already up, let's go have breakfast first."

After hearing Yuanluo say this, Dong Lele and Geng Jiaxu knew that Yuanluo did have an idea, so it would be better to discuss it and come to a conclusion as soon as possible.

Geng Jiaxu followed Yuanluo to the cafeteria. Dong Lele patted Ge Mubai on the head and said, "Xiaobai, get up. Let's go have breakfast."

Ge Mubai was woken up again. This time he was much more energetic. He took Dong Lele's arm and walked towards the cafeteria.

After buying their own breakfast, a few people found a table and started eating. Yuanluo sat next to them and started talking to them about what she had gained from getting up early.

After speaking his mind, Ge Mubai looked at Yuan Luo with eyes wide open: "So you mean you found the inspiration for the photo shoot after having breakfast?"

Geng Jiaxu looked at Yuanluo's energetic appearance and thought of a key question. He said, "So you finished your breakfast, walked around the street for a long time looking for filming materials, and then came to wake us up, right? What time did you get up?"

"Half past five." Yuanluo replied calmly.

Dong Lele suddenly became excited and said to the other two people, "Listen, listen, she actually got up at 5:30 on Sunday. Who would get up so early on Sunday? As expected, not everyone can be the head of this department. I'd better just be a worker."

When Geng Jiaxu heard that Yuanluo got up at 5:30, he despised himself deeply. He thought he had become decadent after entering university. He had to motivate himself more in the future.

Then he said, "I think Yuanluo's idea is the best one at the moment. We can try it. But we have to get up early to shoot, so everyone has to overcome it."

Dong Lele and Ge Mubai seemed to be stimulated by this and said in unison: "Get up, it's just getting up early, what's the big deal."