Chapter 757: The Society Emerges, Sister Yue's Charm (Three Updates in One)
In addition to the continuous improvement of classroom discipline and the strengthening of teaching staff, various interest clubs in Mingda University have also been flourishing.
First is the crosstalk club.
Led by the classmate who chatted with us that night, we sent out invitations widely and asked around, and finally found a few like-minded friends across the school.
Now that we have the people, the next step is the venue.
I submitted the written application on the same day and it was approved in the afternoon.
I heard that it was approved by the principal himself!
Then, make a good plan and use it to apply for funding.
Actually, it doesn’t matter whether you have this funding or not. It’s not much money anyway, just a week’s living expenses, which is easy.
But this process cannot be omitted, everything must be done according to the rules.
Normally, it would take at least two days for the funds to arrive, but some people couldn't wait, so they had to strike while the iron was hot.
So everyone contributed three days' living expenses, totaling about 100,000 yuan, and bought what they needed first.
What tables and chairs, coffee tables and sofas...
Because I bought expensive things, in the end ten thousand was not enough and I spent a lot more.
"It's over, so it's over. It's not like we don't have money."
"I agree! Price is secondary, the key is quality."
"Well, it's already over the limit anyway, so it doesn't matter if it's more or less. Why don't we just go with that 80,000 sofa? It has armrests and is more comfortable to sit on."
"I think it's okay."
Several people took turns swiping their cards without blinking.
The world of the rich second generation is so ordinary and monotonous.
In the evening, the things were delivered to the school.
After a few people finished setting up, it was already early morning. To celebrate, they decided to go out for a midnight snack.
After eating, we felt it was too late, so we simply booked a room in a nearby hotel and went to sleep.
The next morning, the alarm clock rang on time.
Several people got up quickly, without even having time to wash their faces, and ran to school.
No one can stop him from attending class!
Today's section is about Mr. Xu...
I thought about how much effort I put into getting it, so I can't be perfunctory.
Although after a class, he could only understand no more than 10%...
But Sister Yue said: Success or failure depends on ability, doing or not doing depends on attitude.
He may not have the ability, but he must not have a bad attitude.
Two days later, the club's funding was approved, and it was a little more than they had imagined.
There are 150,000.
Several people decided to keep the money in the account as funds for future activities.
And these things purchased in the early stage are equivalent to their own money.
Now, we have the people and the venue, all that’s left is to invite the stars!
First of all, if the society wants to be successful, it must have a big Buddha to support it.
Secondly, their abilities are limited, so in addition to serving as mascots to protect the house, they also need to give classes and training to everyone.
But who should we invite specifically?
At first, they planned to hire a big name from some agency with a huge salary, who was very popular among the people and was comparable to a traffic star.
But he is already teaching at the Imperial Capital Drama Academy, and he is teaching professional courses, so naturally he has no time to deal with a "grassroots troupe" like them.
After being rejected, they set their sights on the "mascot" of Q Crosstalk Club, who was also a big name and a famous actor. Although his national popularity was not as high as the former, he had strong professional abilities and, most importantly, was very good at guiding students.
It is said that he has brought up many outstanding apprentices, but half of them entered the entertainment industry, and no one has been able to inherit his mantle.
At first, the other party did not agree to support some newly established club of Mingda University - to be honest, it was very cheap!
Later, I was moved by their sincerity and persistence and reluctantly agreed.
After a while, when I learned about the various benefits and treatments given to him, I felt really attracted by this "star".
In this way, through their own efforts and the charm of money, they once again successfully poached Q's girlfriend.
I wonder if Zhou Zhengqi will be so angry that he will jump up and down after hearing this news?
Well, just jump, but you still have to pry it open!
Seeing that the crosstalk club was becoming popular, many people began to get excited.
You should know that before this, there were almost no clubs in Mingda University. The ones listed on the official website, such as the Go Club and the Table Tennis Club, were just for show. In fact, there were no members joining, and they had long been defunct in name only.
"How about we set up a modeling agency?"
"We can have a beauty club! But if it's just about makeup, it seems a bit monotonous. When we girls get together, we often discuss new clothes, shoes, and bags from luxury brands. So what name can encompass all of that?"
"Fashion Club, how's it going?"
"That's great! Fashion~ (Fashion), abbreviated as F Club, needs a catchy slogan."
“——As long as you run fast enough, fashion is just your follower.”
"Great! That's settled! I'll apply right away!"
"Since everyone's doing it, I might as well start a...um...golf club."
"We don't have a big lawn in our school."
"Then build one! My family owns a golf course, so let my dad take care of everything. It'll be easy!"
Soon, the applications of the Model Club, Fashion Club, and Golf Club were approved, and they began recruiting new members from the entire school.
The model agency is divided into two teams, male and female, and they recruit only handsome men and beautiful women. Of course, they also have to meet the height requirement.
The school treated everyone equally and allocated 150,000 yuan in funding.
Unfortunately, it’s not enough to build a catwalk.
Not to mention the expenses for lighting, sound, and costumes, the total cost would be at least seven figures.
Fortunately, Ming University students were not short of money. The president went home and put a check for two million on the table the next day.
The vice president scratched his head: "Actually, I also took one..." The amount was not as large as the previous one, probably only about half a million.
The newly elected young officials said: "We got it too!"
Is a check toilet paper?
Just take it if you want?
"Well, that's not the right way to put it...but it doesn't seem that different."
Aren’t they all paper?
“…”
Just after all the hardware was ready, the model agency also encountered the same problem as the crosstalk agency.
Who should be the teacher?
The ability is too poor, it won’t work.
It won’t work if you are too unknown.
If the reputation is not good, it still won’t work.
Those with a dark history are even worse off.
After much selection, we finally settled on Mars, a special guest teacher of the model class of the Capital Film Academy.
For foreign male models, during the two years when the trend was at its peak, the price for walking the runway was calculated by the step.
He reached the peak as soon as he debuted and stayed at this peak for five years. He never fell out of the top ten on the Forbes male model list.
He is a guest of honor of the five blue bloods and eight red bloods, and is the endorsement of multiple luxury brands, which are global.
It is said that the Imperial Capital Film Academy was able to invite him entirely through connections.
Mars spends most of his time abroad and only takes time to fly to China once every two months to teach students in the modeling class.
"This...isn't easy to pry open?"
They are not short of money at all.
The only way to get into the film school is to rely on personal connections, and they are just a small club, so I'm afraid the other party won't even give them a second look.
“It’s hard to say, but it’s also easy to say. It all depends on whether you use the right method.”
"What do you mean?"
"Huh? Something's happening?!"
"Boss, have you figured out a solution?"
The president cleared his throat. "From what I understand, Mars is not only a model, but also a talented painter. He particularly enjoys drawing people. Unable to find a satisfactory model, he angrily changed his career and entered the fashion industry."
"Oh my god... Boss, are you really so willful?"
"Awesome people can succeed in whatever they do, just like Sister Yue."
"And then? Does this have anything to do with us hiring him as our instructor?"
President: "Of course it's related! Just listen to me first... After Mars entered the fashion industry, he never gave up on searching for his 'perfect model'. He even saw it as a way to meet more talented people. But after all these years, he still hasn't been able to pick up a paintbrush again."
"W-why?"
"Are you stupid? Didn't I just say that I couldn't find the perfect model?"
"Hiss... That's impossible, right? There are so many handsome men and beautiful women in the fashion world with good figures, and you haven't taken a fancy to her?"
How blind these eyes must be...
"Could it be that the president wants to help Mars find a model? That's too difficult, it's totally unrealistic!"
People have been looking for it for so long and still haven’t found it. Who do they think they are?
Can you definitely find it if you say you will?
Even if it is possible, it will take ten or eight years before the opportunity is gone.
The president smiled mysteriously: "We don't need to look for him. Mars already has a target. It's just that this target is rather aloof and doesn't care about him."
"Holy crap—who's so arrogant? They don't even give face to an international supermodel, 666!"
"Is this true? Why does it sound a bit like a rumor spread by a gossip magazine to attract attention?"
The president patted his chest and assured: "The source of the information must be reliable."
His childhood friend's aunt is Mars's personal lawyer in China. She has worked for him for five years and handled many difficult contract disputes.
Most importantly, this aunt is best friends with Mars’ difficult agent.
Let's get together and have some drinks. What information can't we get out of it?
"The perfect model Mars has identified is Chinese, a young girl. And everyone knows her."
"Huh? We know each other? Who?"
"A certain domestic celebrity?"
"Or a singer?"
"host?"
“…”
The president shook his head to deny everyone's speculation.
After keeping everyone in suspense for a long time, he slowly said, "He's not a public figure, he's a student of our school."
“Fuck—”
"So exciting?"
"Perfect model...perfect...who is she?"
"No, it can't be Sister Yue?!"
Everyone thought of the same thing.
It seems that apart from her, no one else deserves the word "perfect".
The president clapped his hands and said, "That's right! It's Sister Yue!"
Mars first saw Jiang Fuyue in a news report on a foreign portal website.
The Chinese girl won the gold medal at IPhO and also received a special award. The Chinese team ranked first in the total score, achieving a Grand Slam.
In the past, he would just glance at news like this and swipe away, but this time, for some unknown reason, he stared at one of the accompanying pictures for a long time.
It lasted so long that it delayed her model interview for a luxury brand's spring/summer fashion show, and she ultimately missed out on a contract worth millions.
The agent was so angry that he was jumping up and down, but he stared at the computer screen without blinking.
Finally, after he looked at the picture several times and considered it carefully, an astonishing light burst out in his eyes.
He stood up excitedly, ecstatic: "I found it! I finally found it!"
broker:"?"
…
"So, the person in the photo is Sister Yue?"
The president glanced at him and asked, "Is there another Chinese girl who won gold and a special award at the IPhO, as well as the highest team score?"
"The Moon Goddess is the Moon Goddess, even supermodels have to slide on their knees."
"So what should we do now? Ask Sister Yue to intervene? Ask her to convince Mars?"
"No! Wouldn't that make Sister Yue owe them something for nothing?"
"That's right. Besides, I don't have the dignity to order Sister Yue around."
"No matter how much face you give us, it won't work! Even if Sister Yue agrees, we won't agree!"
"Why?"
"A goddess should be pampered. Have you ever seen a goddess owe a debt? Or a debt of favor... That's absolutely not allowed!"
You have to love your own goddess, and she can't be touched by even a speck of dust.
Everyone nodded.
"That's right! Goddesses should stay on the altar. No matter what supermodel or celebrity they are, they should never think of being a god descending to earth."
"Forget it then? Change someone else? Not invite Mars?"
"It's not like there aren't other models. I have to hang myself on a tree."
The president said: "Don't worry, this matter can be handled without Sister Yue's intervention."
"How do you say that?"
"Mars extended an olive branch to Sister Yue several times, but received no response. The craziest one was when he sent a private message directly to the official Weibo account of Jiangji Private Kitchen, praising Sister Yue like a pervert, and then asked her to be his model, even offering an exorbitant price. In the end, the editor in charge of Jiangji Private Kitchen mistook her for a fake account and blocked her immediately..."
Hahahahahaha…
"This supermodel is too miserable."
"What's wrong with being in the top ten of Forbes? My sister Yue will still ignore you, no matter how much money you have."
"Why do I suddenly feel so superior when I think about going to the same university as Sister Yue every day and occasionally running into her in the cafeteria?"
"It's easy to understand. Supermodels pay a fortune to meet them but can't even get one. We can just meet them casually and even have a conversation. How can we not be superior?"
"And then? What did Mars do after being blocked?"
The president coughed twice. "I heard that at his most frantic moment, he even wanted to publicly @ her on social media and ask for mutual follow-ups. But Sister Yue didn't have a social media account, so he couldn't @ her. Plus, his agent thought this behavior was too servile and strongly opposed it, so he finally gave up."
"Uh! I can only say that even supermodels are crazy."
"It's because Sister Yue is too charming."
The president continued, "If we tell Mars that Sister Yue is at Mingda, do you think he'll come? We won't force him. If he comes, we're welcome. If he doesn't, we can find someone else. It's all consensual, so no one owes anyone a favor."
“This is good!”
"We've put the choice in Mars' hands. It's up to him whether he comes or not."
"Bet him a bag of spicy noodles, he'll agree, and he'll be happy to do it."
"I'll bet two."
…
Facts have proven that Sister Yue is indeed very charming. As soon as the model agency contacted Mars' agent, he called him personally -
"Oh! This is such a great opportunity! I'd love to! When can the class start? The day after tomorrow, is that okay?"
As enthusiastic as a fake supermodel.
At this point, everything is finalized at the model agency, and it’s just waiting to take off!
That night, Mars, who had not appeared on social media for two months, suddenly posted a message that was inconsistent with his aloof personality.
No words, just expressions——
[Yeah][Yeah][Yeah]
Happy as a child.
Fans were confused, the media were making wild guesses, and only the members of Mingda Model Agency knew exactly what these three expressions meant.
"He really is... a pervert..."
"I just want to say - Sister Yue is awesome!"
…
laboratory.
Jiang Fuyue and Xu Kaiqing were arguing about the order of the last two steps of the experiment.
Xu Kaiqing: "I still think it should be 2 first, then 1."
Jiang Fuyue insisted, "The original order is correct. I personally don't think it's necessary to change it."
For a moment, the two were deadlocked.
Old Peter, who was in the laboratory next door, heard it and hurried out to smooth things over.
"...So, you two should take a break. Even Superman couldn't handle a week of intense work. Relax for a while, and maybe your thoughts will clear up."
Xu Kaiqing sighed: "Okay."
Jiang Fuyue shrugged. It didn’t matter whether she rested or not. She never felt that she was having trouble thinking.
"Go get a bottle of water." She greeted the two of them, took off her lab coat, and turned to leave.
There were bottled drinking water in the laboratory, and she left on her own initiative to give Xu Kaiqing some quiet space to think.
Old Peter: "Look at Chou, how generous he is!"
Xu Kaiqing was a little annoyed: "When I get anxious, I can't control my voice. I didn't mean to yell, you know, this is just my temper..."
Jiang Fuyue was not lying when she said she was going to buy water, and she also bought a bottle of coconut milk for Xu Kaiqing and Old Peter.
The two old men like this.
On the way back, I received an invitation letter——
"F Company?"
"Yes! It's the Fashion Club, or F Club for short. Our application has been approved, and the creation process is underway. We'd like to invite you, Sister Yue, to be the 'Fashion Icon' for the first issue of the club's publication. We need a photo shoot and a brief interview. Is that okay?"
Jiang Fuyue closed the invitation and asked her, "When?"
"It's all fine! It depends on when you're free!"
The two of them agreed on a time, and Jiang Fuyue returned to the laboratory.
Xu Kaiqing had figured it out. Seeing her come in, he immediately grabbed her excitedly and led her to the laboratory table: "I know! You are right, the order should not be changed, because..."
He said a lot of things in a flash.
Finally, the concluding remarks: "Sorrow, you are still the best."
Jiang Fuyue: “…”
On the day of the photo shoot, the fashion agency specially invited a photographer who was a little famous in the circle.
Although he is a sissy, he has a bad temper.
The president spoke to him in a gentle tone, "...The model is very busy, very busy. We only have an hour. The styling will take at least twenty minutes, and the actual photoshoot will probably only take forty minutes. So, I'll have to trouble you to hurry up..."
"Ha," the photographer sneered after hearing this. "Finish in 40 minutes? Are you kidding? I've been in this business for over a decade, and I've never heard such an outrageous request. Even popular celebrities aren't as busy as your model, and even international film queens can't be more famous than her!"
The president, a wealthy lady with a slim waist and long legs, also had a rather aggressive personality. Hearing this, she wasn't intimidated at all and replied with a faint smile, "I've never heard of such a request before, but it's not too late to hear about it now. You're welcome. I'll help you broaden your horizons for free."
"Oh, and of course our models can't be compared to popular stars or international film queens, because they're not worthy! Who dares to be compared to Sister Yue? You're kidding!"
"Finally, if you want to pat me, you can do it. If not, get out of here. I don't care about your background or how awesome you are. I only know that it's Dad who pays the bills! Our club isn't spending six figures to have you pick on us and complain about us! Forget the entertainment industry tricks!"
The photographer was stunned.
The sissy's voice subsided, and her orchid fingers suddenly closed, "Ahem..."
Why don’t these college students play by the rules?
In the past, he had taken photos for clubs in prestigious universities such as the University of Finance and Economics and Central University. All the girls were respectful and polite to him. They were even cautious when asking about gossip in the entertainment industry, their hearts and eyes full of yearning and longing for that circle.
Whenever this happened, he would talk a lot and feel superior to others.
But right now...
These girls were busy with their own things and didn't even offer him a glass of water.
She also didn't gossip about entertainment scandals or pester him with questions.
And from the president's attitude towards them, it can be seen that they do not yearn for that circle, and even have a bit of... contempt?
Until I saw the president was about to touch up her makeup, and she dug out a Himalaya 30 platinum bag from a pile of miscellaneous items, and it had a diamond buckle!
The ultimate treasure in the bag was just pulled out by her like garbage?
The group of girls around were not surprised at all and reacted indifferently.
The photographer was stunned!
Even celebrities can't buy this bag. Even if they have it, they would worship it like an ancestor. But in her eyes, it's just worthy of being put together with a bunch of miscellaneous items?
The photographer’s first reaction was that the bag was a fake.
But after he looked at it again and again and distinguished it again and again, he had to admit that it was real!
And it might very well be the one that sold for $500,000 at Christie’s auction house some time ago!
At this time, looking at the clothes and appearance of these female students, I found the key point——
All are the latest models from luxury brands!
Even the trash can in the corner is LV!
Just as the photographer was stunned, a surprised voice suddenly sounded -
"Sister Yue is here!"
Soon, a group of girls came towards the door, each with excitement on their face.
The photographer couldn't help but be curious...
Three updates combined into one, 6,000 words.
I was a little stuck, so it was a little late.
(End of this chapter)
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