Wen Ying beat Wang Shuang, who was confused and felt wronged.
After he was beaten, Wen Ying finally vented the anger she had been holding in her heart.
"You're definitely worth the beating."
Wen Ying threw down the pillow and pointed at the skirt she was wearing: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, I don't have any out-of-season skirts. This skirt was picked out for me by Sister Kiki at the mall yesterday. It's definitely a new style of the season!"
Wang Shuang's mind was full of questions.
Since it’s a new collection for this season, why use elements from the 2005 fashion show?
“It’s the lag of fashion.”
Wen Ying sat down again, and Wang Shuang offered her some water. "Teacher Wen, drink some water to moisten your throat before you continue."
Wen Ying rolled her eyes at him. "Ordinary people don't understand fashion shows because they define them based on their own aesthetics. In reality, top brands never cater to the public's aesthetic; they guide it. In February of this year, a film about the fashion world was introduced to China. You can catch up on it if you have time. There's a fascinating line in the film where the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine angrily confronts the heroine, saying that the blue dress she's wearing wasn't her own choice, but rather that a small group of people at the forefront of the fashion world had selected this particular blue from a variety of shades. It was first mentioned in top fashion magazines, then used on the runway by designers from first-tier brands, and then picked up and promoted by designers from second-tier brands, before spreading to fast-moving consumer goods brands and even becoming a worldwide phenomenon... The heroine despises fashion, firmly believing that her style isn't influenced by the fashion world. Little does she know that the blue dress she casually bought was the work of those very same fashion influencers!"
Wen Ying's explanation was easy to understand and Wang Shuang seemed to be lost in thought.
"So the dress you're wearing isn't a bygone season item. It was featured in the 2005 fashion show, and it took two years for it to really become popular?"
"good!"
Wen Ying snorted, "If you had been so tactful just now, you wouldn't have gotten hit. Although this skirt of mine isn't a luxury item, it's at least available from a department store counter. It's our own original domestic brand. The designer for the 2005 fashion show might not be confirmed until 2006, and it won't be used for our own brand until this year. I've told you so much. I'm asking you to go to fashion shows, not to change your career and become a designer, but to learn how the fashion industry works. If you rush to stock up on a popular style, you'll only be left with the spoils. If you choose a style and it becomes popular, you'll just be eating the meat while others drink the soup."
——Am I that awesome?!
Wang Shuang reflected on himself and finally couldn't believe it: Wen Ying actually had such high expectations of him!
In an instant, Wang Shuang mobilized all the wisdom he had accumulated over the past 20 years: "Then I need a platform to influence consumers' choices. If I say which model will be popular but no one listens, it's all in vain!"
A platform for speaking out.
A light bulb went off in Wang Shuang's head, and he thought of the two analysis posts he had just seen.
When he looked up again, he found Wen Ying looking at him with a smile, as if encouraging him to express his ideas.
"Platforms have always existed. Forums are platforms, blogs are platforms, and the entire Internet is my platform!"
Wen Ying nodded slightly, and Wang Shuang became even more excited: "If I can run a fashion account and accumulate a certain number of fans, I won't need to spend money to attract traffic. I will be the traffic myself!"
ah! ! ! !
My 400,000 yuan was wasted!!!
After all, I am a shareholder of Tianjiao, and I have interned at Tianjiao for so long.
Isn’t the fact that the “Four Prodigies” are still popular on blogs the most successful case?
While it might seem a bit presumptuous to compare popularity with the "Four Sons of Tianjiao," Song Foxiang, a recent Tianjiao signing, has also started his own blog. Having gained attention for his book "Elope at Dawn," Song Foxiang seized the opportunity to launch his blog, becoming a relationship guru and quickly attracting a large following of devoted men and women. The blog's popularity, in turn, boosted sales for Song Foxiang's book.
What is this called?
This is called selling your own products!
At this moment, Wang Shuang really wanted to cry.
The golden watermelon was right in front of him, but he didn't want it. He threw away the golden watermelon to pick up rotten sesame seeds. He deserved the loss.
Wen Ying wanted to hit Wang Shuang to death with a pillow just now, but now she felt that he looked pitiful.
"Okay, it's not too late for you to understand now. You are still so young..."
Wang Shuang is not only young, but also takes advantage of the times.
If he waits another ten years, it will be very difficult for a straight man like Wang Shuang to become a fashion influencer, as he will be overwhelmed by his peers.
Now is a different time. Back in the days before smartphones, early internet celebrities had no concept of "monetizing popularity." Similarly, e-commerce was largely unknown, and many successful e-commerce entrepreneurs were themselves completely bewildered. If Wang Shuang had started cultivating accounts and aggressively entered the e-commerce space at that time, he would have been truly ahead of his time!
Wen Ying decided to see if Wang Shuang could build up his fashion account.
If the business can be run well, Wang Shuang would not ask Wen Ying for investment, but Wen Ying would take the initiative to invest some money.
This is a sunrise industry!
Wen Ying encouraged Wang Shuang with a smile: "Keep going, I'm very optimistic about you!"
Wang Shuang was like a chicken with its blood pumped up. He borrowed Wen Ying's computer to continue his research and kept muttering to himself while eating dinner.
At eight o'clock, Wen Ying was going to the airport to pick up Li Mengjiao, and Wang Shuang reluctantly put down the computer.
Given Li Mengjiao's current popularity, it's highly unlikely she wouldn't be recognized after getting off the plane. Her diehard fans even know her itinerary. Yuan Fenghui decided that instead of letting fans crowd around her, she should openly announce the situation and organize a fan meeting at the airport within the core fan group of the fan club, which would be a welcome treat for her diehard fans.
Wen Ying and Wang Shuang waited in the nanny car for more than half an hour before Li Mengjiao successfully broke through.
"You are not allowed to chase the car, be careful!"
Li Mengjiao squeezed into the car, waved to the fans, and gave them earnest instructions. As soon as the window was rolled down, her expression changed immediately, "Drive faster! They're too enthusiastic."
Wen Ying was amused by this funny guy. Li Mengjiao came over and gave Wen Ying a hug, hanging on Wen Ying like a koala.
"It's been a few days since we last met, and it's been several autumns. Sakura, do you miss me?"
"……think."
Wen Ying's neck was strangled and her face turned red. She dared not help but think about it.
Wang Shuang was envious and said sourly, "You and I haven't seen each other for more than a few days."
Li Mengjiao waved her fist and hit Wang Shuang on the shoulder: "We are all brothers, don't be such a sissy!"
Wang Shuang felt a slight heat on his shoulder where he was hit.
I had just been beaten by Wen Ying in the afternoon. Wen Ying hit me harder than Li Mengjiao, but the beating in the afternoon felt completely different from the punch I received now.
It's not pain, but another indescribable feeling.
Suddenly, Wang Shuang was very glad that he had blocked Hang Xiaowen's number.
Wang Shuang didn't want Li Mengjiao to know about his business failure.
If other girls are flirting with him, no matter what the reason, Li Mengjiao must not know!
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