21st-century film empress Xu Xinchen is reborn into the body of Lu Minshi in the 1980s.
Facing a boyfriend who betrayed her and had an affair with her younger sister, and a two-faced stepmoth...
"Are you going to that dinner party with them later?"
Xu Xinchen nodded very naturally: "Of course we'll go together. It's such a rare opportunity to communicate with foreign designers. If we give it up, I feel like I'd be letting myself down."
The short-haired girl smiled, grabbed Xu Xinchen's arm, her eyes shining, and said to Xu Xinchen.
"Since that's the case, could you come with me later? I rarely attend these kinds of gatherings and have no idea what to do. I'm afraid I'll embarrass myself in front of so many designers."
Xu Xinchen didn't expect that the short-haired girl's real purpose in coming here was actually for this, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Sure, sure, of course you can. Are you afraid to go to crowded places by yourself?"
The short-haired girl pursed her lips slightly, firmly denying that she was afraid of going to crowded places alone: "It's not that, it's just that I've never been to this type of gathering before, so I don't know what to do and I just want to find someone to go with so I can learn."
Xu Xinchen nodded gently and said with certainty, "Then you can come with me later. I'll try my best to guide you. My English is pretty good, so if you have any questions you don't understand and need to ask in English, I can help you translate."
The short-haired girl's eyes lit up instantly, and she stared at Xu Xinchen with gratitude: "This is really great. By the way, my name is Li Ling, what's your name?"
Xu Xinchen calmly cleared her throat and announced her name from this era: "My name is Lu Minshi, Lu as in highway, Min as in literature, and Shi as in poetic and picturesque."
Li Ling nodded enviously, her eyes full of longing: "Your name sounds so nice, unlike mine. I think my name is so ordinary. Most people forget it after asking me my name."
Xu Xinchen couldn't hold back at all and burst out laughing. She reached out and touched Li Ling's short, ear-length hair, and vigorously ruffled it, making Li Ling's hair look like a bird's nest.
However, perhaps because Li Ling takes such good care of her hair, or perhaps because of her special talent, even if her hair is messed up, it can quickly return to its original state, looking as if nothing has happened.
The two whispered for a while longer, and as applause came from outside, they both turned their gaze to the stage.
The host on stage had finished speaking, and at the same time, the microphone was handed to a middle-aged man who was over fifty years old. The middle-aged man was also a blond, blue-eyed foreigner.
She looked a bit older than her age. After introducing herself, she said a long string of words before finally signing the microphone and handing it to the host. Then the host began to announce the contestants.
The first contestant was also from the East, a woman from a small island country. As soon as she stepped onto the stage, she introduced herself and displayed her works, then began to introduce them.
Upon seeing this, Xu Xinchen and Li Ling realized that the competition had already begun, and both of them immediately became tense.
Just as Xu Xinchen was anxiously staring at the number one designer on the stage, someone suddenly patted her shoulder.
Startled, Xingchen shuddered and let out a small gasp before turning around to look behind her.
As soon as she turned her head, Xu Xinchen saw that Lyme was staring at her with a big smile, his big blue eyes wide open: "Miss Lu, what are you doing here?"
Xu Xinchen's heart skipped a beat. She glared at Lem with annoyance and pointed at the number one contestant who was still talking on the stage, saying to Lem.
"Of course I'm watching how the number one designer introduces their design. This is my first time participating in this kind of competition, so I naturally want to learn from others so I won't panic when I go on stage."
When Lem heard Xu Xinchen's words, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He also turned his head to look at the designer on the stage, and a knowing look instantly appeared in his eyes.
"Oh, so it's her. It's good to listen to what she has to say. This girl is quite eloquent, especially when introducing her designs. She's particularly good at using all sorts of flowery language."
Xu Xinchen sensed something was up and quickly looked up at Lem: "Do you know this girl?"
Lem shrugged nonchalantly: "Of course I know her. This is the third time she's entered the competition this year. It's just a pity that her designs in previous years weren't very good, so she's never won any awards. Looking at this year's design, it'll probably be very difficult for her."
Xu Xinchen had already clearly seen what the design contained when the number one designer laid out his work.
To be honest, this kind of thing, although it's already considered quite rare in the mainstream, mass-market jewelry industry...
That's wrong. But if we look at it from Xu Xinchen's perspective, she would never buy something like that.
Lem clearly shared the same thought as Xu Xinchen. He shook his head with regret: "I don't know how this girl managed to get through so many design auditions. Logically speaking, someone who can make it out of that small island nation should have some really good work. But I didn't expect that the work she brought to the finals would be so disappointing."
Upon hearing Lem's words, Xu Xinchen scratched her head somewhat awkwardly. She herself wasn't satisfied with the design she had submitted to the competition.
But it's quite strange that the work she herself was not satisfied with actually passed the long audition process. When she received the news, even Xu Xinchen herself felt flattered.
Lem was clearly unaware of what Xu Xinchen was thinking, and he glanced at the island nation's female designer again.
As she kept boasting about how great her design was, the judges below, who were yawning incessantly, finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Xu Xinchen was taken aback, and turned to look at Lem with a puzzled expression: "What are you laughing at?"