88? Mr. Qin wants to support me?



88 Mr. Qin wants to support me?

◎That also depends on whether Miss Song is willing to give her a chance◎

The farce is over and the game continues.

In the first round, Yu Wan's score was far ahead and she was the well-deserved first place. As outstanding representatives, Yu Wan and Song Shixi needed to go to a specific studio to take photos. The photos taken would be shown on television, newspapers, magazines and other channels for competition promotion.

This is a good opportunity to expand their popularity and influence, and Yu Wan and Song Shixi certainly won't miss it.

The two packed up their makeup cases and walked out of the competition venue. Song Shixi saw something with her sharp eyes and quickly pulled on the corner of Yu Wan's clothes.

Not far away, in front of the model changing room, Chan Wai-shi was cornered by several people. It seemed that there was a conflict between the two sides. At first, it was just a verbal dispute, but later it was unknown who started the fight first, and they pushed and shoved each other, making quite a noise. Coupled with the fact that there were many people watching the excitement, the scene suddenly fell into chaos.

Chen Huishi was no match for the four. She was soon grabbed by the hair and slapped several times in the face. Even her glasses were almost knocked off. As she struggled to resist, she caught a glimpse of Yu Wan standing at the exit of the venue. Her eyes widened and she subconsciously shouted, "Teacher Yu!"

But the expected help did not come. The other party just glanced at her and walked away with the people around him without looking in her direction again.

Seeing this, Chen Huishi was stunned and murmured in shock, "How could it be..."

But she was soon brought back to reality by the slap in the face, and she had no time to think about it.

Here, Song Shixi and Yu Wan had already walked to the door of the studio. Looking back, they saw that the security guards had separated the group of people and quickly evacuated the onlookers. The noise gradually disappeared.

"It's all your own fault."

Yu Wan watched this scene without much change in her expression, as if Chan Wai Sze could no longer stir up any waves in her heart.

After hearing Yu Wan's opinion on the matter, Song Shixi tilted his head to look at her calm face, raised his eyebrows, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"Ms. Song, thank you so much." Yu Wan retracted her gaze and bowed solemnly towards Song Shixi. "If you hadn't been here today, who knows where things would have ended."

"You're welcome." Song Shixi shook his head and reached out to help Yu Wan.

"If there's anything I can do to help you in the future, just let me know and I'll do my best." Yu Wan looked into Song Shixi's eyes and made a sincere promise.

"good."

Song Shixi's eyes flashed. She had done her makeup by herself before, but that was because she hadn't met a suitable and talented makeup artist. If she had, why would she need to do it herself?

After fully experiencing Yu Wan's makeup skills today, she was thinking about how to get closer to Yu Wan. After all, as a model, it is very important to have a suitable makeup artist.

I never thought that Yu Wan would take the initiative to extend an olive branch.

Song Shixi was always good at seizing opportunities. At this moment, he immediately climbed up the ladder and said with a smile, "Call me Shixi from now on."

Changing the name is the first step to becoming familiar.

Yu Wan didn't hesitate, but after a moment's hesitation, she agreed without hesitation. Then she asked her to call her by her name. However, there was a nearly ten-year age difference between them. How could Song Shixi be so ignorant? Finally, she called her Sister Yu Wan.

She is beautiful, has a clear voice and a sweet mouth. After she called out "Sister Yu Wan" a few times, Yu Wan couldn't let go of the corners of her lips.

The two chatted for a few minutes, and then it was their turn to shoot. All the teams that came to this studio were high-scoring teams, and at a glance, there were all kinds of outstanding makeup that were too numerous to count.

Yu Wan did not dare to take it lightly and memorized the works that she thought were outstanding one by one without leaving any trace.

After the photoshoot, Song Shixi was about to leave when she was stopped by someone, and then a few more solo photos were taken. This had never happened before. Although she was a little confused, she still cooperated and finished the photoshoot.

As she emerged from the backdrop, a man in an indigo shirt came towards her and blocked her path.

"Ms. Song, I'm Zhao Heng, the deputy advertising director of Hualan Culture. Here's my contact information. I hope to have the opportunity to work with you."

His voice was quite loud and the studio was exceptionally quiet, so everyone nearby looked over as soon as he said this.

Song Shixi's eyes first fell on the business card in Zhao Heng's hand, and then looked at him. After studying him carefully for two seconds, he recognized him as the leader who had just asked for a few more photos. He then reached out and took it, smiling neither servilely nor arrogantly, "Sorry, I didn't bring my business card today."

There was a smile on her pretty fair little face, and she looked so charming and attractive that it made people's hearts flutter.

Zhao Heng came back to his senses in time and smiled: "It's okay, I can wait for Miss Song's call."

After saying that, she stepped aside to make it easier for Song Shixi to leave. The latter nodded, then left the studio in high heels, facing all kinds of envious and jealous looks.

"Hualan Culture?"

Song Shixi held the business card between her slender fingertips, her bright black eyes rolled around, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up. As soon as she came to Shenzhen, she got to know all the major advertising companies across the country, and among them, Hualan Culture was a household name.

Some of the most popular and well-known advertising slogans in recent years all come from Hualan Culture, and the models who have appeared in the advertisements have all become popular without exception.

No wonder those people's eyes in the studio just now were almost piercing her.

"Hualan Culture is one of the largest companies in the industry. I didn't expect that they would be invited to this competition."

Yu Wan obviously knew Hua Lan, and her expression was full of excitement. With Hua Lan, at least the popularity of this competition was guaranteed. After sighing twice, she looked at Song Shixi and said with a burning gaze, "Congratulations!"

Song Shixi was also very happy and smiled at Yu Wan, but he did not get carried away. After all, this was just a business card. Who could say whether they could cooperate in the future?

She put the business card away temporarily, went to the dressing room to change clothes and remove her makeup before leaving with Yu Wan.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I saw Deng Boang waiting outside. After learning that Yu Wan had scored high and successfully advanced to the next round of competition, he excitedly rushed up and gave her a bear hug.

"Okay, let me go." Yu Wan was thin-skinned and pushed Deng Boang away in annoyance, her face flushed.

Song Shixi was very tactful and acted as an invisible person beside her, pretending not to see anything. Only then did the heat on Yu Wan's cheek gradually dissipate.

"See you the day after tomorrow."

"Be careful on the road."

After they separated, Song Shixi walked towards the parking lot. As soon as she got close, Zhao Hecai came over, helped her with her bag, and handed her a new glass of honey lemon water. No one knew where she bought it.

"Thank you." After a busy day, it feels so refreshing to have a sip of the sour and sweet drink.

"Did it end smoothly?" Zhao Hecai smiled, helped her open the car door, and asked casually.

Song Shixi nodded, raised an eyebrow proudly and said, "Our group scored 99 points, the highest score in the whole competition."

Zhao Hecai also gave her some compliments. Song Shixi felt relaxed physically and mentally. On the way back, she fell asleep in the car. When she woke up again, the car had entered the underground parking lot. It was pitch black all around, and only the faint light from outside allowed her to see the situation inside the car.

Song Shixi gently lifted her eyelashes, a hint of confusion in her eyes. She was still sleepy and her head was dizzy.

"woke up?"

A gentle and familiar voice came from above her head. Song Shixi raised her head slightly and met Qin Yue's smiling eyes. Only then did she notice that she was resting her head on Qin Yue's thigh, and Zhao Hecai and Tian Jiali in front of her had disappeared.

"Are you off work?"

When Song Shixi saw that it was him, she immediately put her arms around his waist without hesitation, moved her buttocks and found a more comfortable lying position, preparing to get out of the car and go upstairs after she had completely recovered.

She had just woken up, and her voice was still a little hoarse and soft. When I heard it, I felt it was particularly lovely and tender.

"Yeah, I followed your car in." I originally wanted to wake her up and go home to sleep, but after opening the door and seeing that she was sleeping soundly, I didn't make a sound to disturb her.

Qin Yue rubbed the top of her head, thought of something, and smiled faintly: "Our Shi Xi is really amazing, she always comes first when she goes out."

"Did they tell you?"

Song Shixi felt a little embarrassed by the praise. In front of Assistant Zhao and the others, she could still act arrogantly, but in front of Qin Yue, she felt a little embarrassed. So she coughed lightly and said, "It's Sister Yu Wan who is amazing. I just acted as a drawing board."

"Where in the world can you find such a beautiful drawing board?" Qin Yue seemed not to understand what she meant and continued to praise her in a roundabout way.

On the one hand, she felt happy, but on the other hand, her cheeks were burning. She had no choice but to manually mute his microphone, then sat up straight and hurriedly changed the subject: "I'm hungry. What are we having for dinner today?"

Qin Yue wisely didn't bring up the previous topic again. He reached out and held her on his lap, burying his head in her neck. "Do you want to eat Cantonese food? Someone's treating."

With every word he spoke, warm breath sprayed on her skin. The area behind her ear was already sensitive, so Song Shixi subconsciously shrank her neck and dodged to the side. But when she dodged, he chased her. She secretly rolled her eyes and simply let him go. Then she asked curiously, "Who's treating?"

"The boss of Hualan Culture."

Hearing those four words, Song Shixi suddenly turned around and looked at Qin Yue, "What a coincidence?"

"Coincidence?" Qin Yue frowned slightly, not quite understanding what she meant, so Song Shixi told him what happened today.

Qin Yue raised his eyebrows and said in a low, magnetic voice, "It seems that our Shi Xi can get good resources on her own without my help."

Whenever he went to work, he would dress very formally, meticulously from head to toe, with his hair combed up, revealing a deep and three-dimensional handsome face. At this moment, a smile was on his lips, which made people unable to take their eyes off him.

Song Shixi stared at him, then suddenly reached out and put her arms around his neck, retorting harshly, "How can that be the same?"

One is the boss and the other is the deputy director. There is a huge difference between them.

After she finished speaking, she narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Boss Qin, are you planning to praise me?"

Qin Yue reached out and held her back to prevent her from sliding off his legs. His intention was good, but his big hands began to slide and caress her up and down restlessly, and the slow pace made her tremble uncontrollably.

His hands were long and slender, his nails were trimmed neatly and smoothly, and his veins were clearly visible beneath his pale skin.

When he spoke again, his tone was raised and a little casual, but his eyes were full of doting and seriousness.

"That also depends on whether Miss Song is willing to give it a chance."

【Author’s words】

[There will be an extra update later with 15,000 bottles of nutrient solution [rainbow fart] Thank you guys [poor]]

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