"Excuse me, is this Teacher Meng Nanxi?"
I just finished lunch and took a walk with Yan Huahua for a while before going home to catch up on some sleep. As soon as I got home, I received a call from an unknown number.
Hearing the words "Teacher Meng", Meng Nanxi was no longer sleepy and replied directly: "Yes, may I ask who you are?"
"Well, Mr. Meng, I have a magazine insert that I'd like to invite you to shoot. Although there's only one spot available, our magazine is currently the best-selling in the country."
A cautious voice came from the other end of the phone. Although I don't understand why such a person with countless black fans was invited to shoot the insert, the staff were also paid to do the job.
"Excuse me, which magazine is this?"
Meng Nanxi's straight back collapsed in an instant. How could the number one magazine notice her because of some trending searches?
"It's a girls' magazine. Our magazine focuses on a girlish feel, and Ms. Meng is currently a perfect fit for our design philosophy. Would you be available to come shoot tomorrow?"
"Excuse me, is this the opinion of your magazine's middle and senior management?"
"...Well, Mr. Meng, we're not sure either. How about you come over tomorrow and talk to our contact person? The address has been sent to your phone number, please check it. See you tomorrow."
The other party pondered for a moment, and his speech speed suddenly became much faster than before. After he finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone. Within a few seconds, Meng Nanxi received the text message address.
Looking at the large characters above and the girl magazines that were being searched on her phone, Meng Nanxi narrowed her eyes. Notices like this usually only come to her after she has gained a certain level of ability, and in her current situation...
Who is silently helping her behind the scenes?
If she hadn't been helpless, bankrupt and still in debt, she would have thought that it was her relatives who were helping her behind the scenes.
"Never mind, let's go take a look first."
Meng Nanxi collected her thoughts and reread some newspapers and periodicals about this magazine as well as some conferences in recent years.
"So you want to transform..."
Looking at the latest issues of magazines and newspapers with burning eyes, I feel that the style and attitude have completely changed from before.
The next day.
Meng Nanxi took Yan Huahua in a taxi to the office of the girl magazine. As soon as they entered the door, several staff members came to greet them.
"Is this Teacher Meng? Over here, the director is already waiting upstairs."
The staff led Meng Nanxi and Yan Huahua to the shooting location on the second floor, handed each of them a glass of boiled water, and then slowly left.
The staff around looked at them coming in, were a little surprised at first, and then went back to doing their own things. However, it was obvious that the atmosphere that was so lively just now immediately became quiet.
Meng Nanxi was not annoyed. She sat on the sofa with a stern face. There was no extra expression on her face. Even her sitting posture seemed to be calculated, showing a hint of indifference.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the so-called director still hadn't shown up. Yan Huahua was getting anxious waiting on the side and wanted to ask Meng Nanxi, but after seeing her expression, she immediately fell silent.
Wow, such a goddess is really scary. Did someone make her angry?
"Hey, goddess, where are you going?"
Just as she was thinking, she saw Meng Nanxi, who had been silent the whole time, stand up. Yan Huahua immediately asked, but all she got was a very cold "Bathroom."
"oh."
Yan Huahua responded blankly and then sat down.
Meng Nanxi walked towards the bathroom on the side of the corridor in high heels. Maybe because the whole building was rented, the bathroom and the tea room were on the left and right. Meng Nanxi stood in front of the mirror, her eyes slightly raised, a sharp look shone on the mirror, she took out a bright red cigarette from her bag and wiped it on her lips.
The golden light coming through the window sprinkled on Meng Nanxi's body. Combined with the reflective mirror, Meng Nanxi's outline became even more unreal. As she put on makeup, at first glance, she looked as if she was being looked down upon.
Director Wang, who was walking out of the office, was stunned when he saw this scene.
This, this, isn't this the feeling he wants?
He was already worried about the next issue, and now his friend asked him to shoot someone who was being blacklisted online. Isn't this a waste of talent? It also made him lose some rest time. But unexpectedly, it was because of today that he was able to see the source of his inspiration.
"Who is she? Go ask her now. I want her to shoot the cover of this issue of our main magazine. It can only be her. If you ask now, bring her into my studio."
Director Wang's powerful words shocked the staff nearby. After swallowing hard, they said, "Maybe we don't have enough time. Director Wang, she's the star we need to film the interlude later. She..."
"What? You're saying she's the Meng Nanxi who's being blacklisted online?"
Director Wang raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him again, but unexpectedly, she had already left, and Director Wang was still immersed in his shock.
My muse is actually the same celebrity I disliked so much just ten minutes ago? The same celebrity I was about to reject?
Director Wang felt that the world was mysterious. How could such a person be blackened by the entire Internet?
“…Yes, Director.”
"Then what are you still standing there for? Hurry and go."
After Director Wang finished speaking, he immediately strode towards his own studio, his face full of excitement. He wanted to come to Meng Nanxi's side immediately and look carefully at this woman who inspired him.
"goddess……"
Yan Huahua stood up and saw that Meng Nanxi still had an expression that said "I'm very angry" and "I'm very annoyed". She touched her nose and immediately stopped what she was about to say. Since the goddess was still waiting here, she didn't know what to say.
"Are you Meng Nanxi?"
Not long after she sat down, Yan Huahua saw a well-dressed man walking towards her very quickly. He stopped in front of Meng Nanxi and asked a question very humbly.
"Yes, that's me."
Meng Nanxi did not stand up, but raised her head slightly, looking at Director Wang without any evasion in her eyes. Instead, she glanced at him coldly and then retracted her gaze. Her whole sitting posture was like a queen who was accepting everyone's worship.
"You are my muse. You are the one who fits the theme of this issue of our publication. I want to shoot you for the main issue. I wonder if Teacher Meng would be so kind as to do me the honor."
Director Wang spoke excitedly, and even without noticing, his words changed to a humble tone, not treating the person in front of him as a woman who was almost hidden and had no power.
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