97. Leaving City C
No one knew what Guan Miao and Zhuang Nianwen talked about during those three hours. Deng Ling and the others only knew that judging from their looks, they must have cried a lot.
As for the rest, Guan Miao refused to say, and Zhuang Nianwen and the others were not familiar with him and it was not easy to force him to answer, so they could only suppress their curiosity for the time being.
After resting for two days, Guan Miao collected cases of campus bullying while listening to Deng Ling's arrangements.
"The theme of the annual issue of 'Warmth' is technology. They've already sent me their requirements and schedule. I've looked at it and there's only one thing I need to pay attention to."
"What?"
"They just want you to look cooler and more beautiful. Right now," Deng Ling observed her features carefully and said honestly, "you still look too cute."
Guan Miao nodded thoughtfully, "So, should I get some plastic surgery or lift some weights to lose weight?"
"It's too late for you to get a face-slimming injection in your current condition."
Seeing that she seemed confused, Deng Ling remembered that she had never mentioned any knowledge about medical beauty to her, so this was a good opportunity to educate her.
"Although face-slimming injections aren't major surgeries like micro-adjustments or plastic surgery, they still require about a week of recovery time. Furthermore, since this is your first time, the doctor's skills and aesthetics haven't been tested. If something goes wrong, you won't have time to recover."
So, this time I'm more inclined to find you a fitness trainer. After you lose weight, your facial lines will be more distinct, which is also in line with the theme."
Since Deng Ling said so, Guan Miao naturally had no reason to refuse. "Okay, anyway, I will officially start losing weight in February, and I have to ask Sister Deng Ling to help me find a few more fitness teachers."
"Don't worry, it's just that you're losing so much weight all of a sudden, your body definitely can't handle it. How about hiring a nutritionist to help you with that?"
She shook her head and rejected Deng Ling's kindness. "There's no rush for the nutritionist. Let Sun Mi take over first."
"Alright."
The filming of "Temperature" went exceptionally smoothly. Both parties originally thought it would take several days, but it was completed in two days.
"This shoot went so smoothly, it looks like we'll have the opportunity to work together again next time."
"Let's talk about it later."
Compared to Deng Ling's jubilation, Guan Miao looked unusually tired. "I don't have any other plans these days. I'm planning to go to L City."
"To see those trafficked girls?"
She pressed her solar plexus and nodded. She had been feeling very tired these past few days, which might be a side effect of losing weight too quickly.
Seeing how distressed she was, Deng Ling felt a little worried. "Why don't you take a break for a few days? Otherwise, what will you do if something happens in L City, where you're unfamiliar with the place?"
"I think I'm okay, but my energy is a little off. I'll just have to eat some red dates to replenish my energy and blood. It took a lot of effort to get the appointment in L City, so it wouldn't be nice to break it casually."
"Okay, I'll let Sun Mi go with you. If anything happens, she can handle it."
Just as I finished speaking, the cell phone suddenly rang. It was Xueer calling.
"Sister Deng Ling, there's been a flood in P City, and there are already over ten victims."
Upon hearing the news, Guan Miao and Deng Ling's expressions turned serious. "Is the news accurate?"
"Accurately, the official account of City P has released the relevant news, and it is expected to be on the trending search within three hours at the latest."
"Donate one million in the name of the studio, and buy some supplies. The weather is cold, so buy some more cotton-padded jackets and hand warmers..."
Seeing that Deng Ling had arranged everything in an orderly manner, Guan Miao did not interfere. He just sent a message to Wen Yuning, asking her how much money she had available.
"I still have 6.75 million yuan available for flexible use. If that's not enough, I can sell off some stocks."
"That's enough. Please transfer two million to the P City Charity Foundation for me."
Two minutes later, Wen Yuning's message arrived. "Have you seen the news from P City?"
"Yes, even though the studio uses my name, it's mostly for hype and to avoid gossip. I always feel uneasy, so I came to trouble Sister Yuning."
"It's not a big deal. I'll help you with it tomorrow."
"Okay, thank you Sister Yuning."
After finishing the disaster relief work, Guan Miao took An Jing, Yi Yi and Sun Mi on a plane to L City.
"Miaomiao, I heard...that L City is not very...peaceful. If...anything...happens...you must tell...us...immediately."
The four of them suppressed their laughter as they watched Deng Ling's video clip, which had become stuck in a PowerPoint presentation. Sun Mi grumbled quietly, "I've only heard that L City is backward, but I didn't expect it to be this backward. Even the internet is so bad."
An Jing also whispered back, "The country is already providing strong support, and I believe there will be results soon."
Deng Ling continued on the other end of the phone, "Your internet connection is... bad... I can help you fix it..."
Guan Miao tried hard to understand what Deng Ling meant. She must be saying that the internet connection was bad and something was going to happen in City C, so they were handling it directly.
I guess so?
After hanging up the phone, the few of them got up and went to a nearby car shop to buy a suitable RV.
Compared to Guan Miao's calmness, Deng Ling sighed, "What's the online public opinion like now?"
"Most of them are just spectators. A big fan in Miaomiao's fan group has stepped up to control the situation and told them not to panic.
A group of online trolls started to stir up trouble, saying she was Miaomiao's financial sponsor, boyfriend, secret lover, and all sorts of theories.
Listening to Xue'er's words, Deng Ling scratched her head, "The flood in P City hasn't ended yet, so why are netizens so quick to adjust and just watch the show?
Forget it, regardless of all this, since we can’t contact Mr. Zhuang for the time being, we will just issue an announcement saying that we met an old friend we haven’t seen for many years while recording the variety show.
Afterward, the two of them had dinner together, which is why they lost their composure. "Xiao N, you write this notice and send it to my email. I'll confirm it before sending it out."
"Okay, Sister Deng Ling."
After receiving the task, Xiao N immediately turned on the computer and started working. Deng Ling pulled up her clothes and was about to go out. "I'm going to be out for a while. If you need anything, please call me anytime."
"Um."
At the Guan family, Mrs. Guan wasn't surprised to see Deng Ling, who looked hurried. "You're here. I thought we wouldn't have to show up this time."
Deng Ling was very surprised, "Aunt Guan, do you already know?"
"Of course," Guan's mother smiled slightly, then poured her a cup of hot water from the kitchen. "Although I'm old and not as skilled with mobile phones as you young people, I still know some simple basic operations.
You came to me because you couldn't contact Nianwen, right?"
She nodded and said, "We can't get through to Professor Zhuang's contact information, and you're the only professor at B University that I know, so I came here rashly to disturb you.
But from Aunt Guan's tone just now, are you very familiar with Professor Zhuang? Could you tell me a little about Professor Zhuang and Miaomiao, so that I can know how to arrange the next step?
Mother Guan thought for a moment and said, "Their relationship is simple. Miaomiao's Chinese painting was taught by Nianwen.
But later, something unexpected happened and we didn't contact each other for a long time, so we were so excited to meet again last month."
Her words connected all the clues together. "So, the accident refers to Miaomiao's decision to apply for the acting major?"
"Yes, Miaomiao had a great talent for Chinese painting back then, and Nianwen even told her that if she wanted to take the art exam, she could choose any of the top art academies in China.
But no one expected that she would apply for the acting major."
As she spoke, Guan's mother sighed. Although she supported her daughter's decision, she sometimes wondered in her heart if she had not agreed at the beginning, would Miaomiao's life be calmer now?
Instead of being filled with malice, speculation and falsehood at all times like it is now.
Sitting beside her, Deng Ling sorted out everything and began to think quickly about the next solution. "Aunt Guan, could you let me meet with Professor Zhuang? This concerns Miaomiao's future. I want to talk to her."
"Okay, I'll ask for you."
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At 6 pm that evening, Zhuang Nianwen posted a video and @Guan Miao Studio, with the caption, "A gathering of old friends has sparked so much speculation. Could it be that celebrities won't even be able to have ordinary gatherings with friends anymore?"
Guan Miao's studio also immediately responded on Weibo, "Thank you Professor Zhuang for speaking out, and wish you all the best in your future life."
Fans in the fan group had received the news a long time ago and immediately rushed to Zhuang Nianwen’s Weibo to start controlling the comments.
With the endorsement of Professor B University, Guan Miao's reputation gradually improved.
Deng Ling also bought a small hot search. The topic of jokingly spreading rumors about my artist has more than 20 million views, and the topic of clarification must have double the views!
Lest some be blind and not see.
Thinking of this, she couldn't stop buying marketing accounts.
Some netizens followed the trending search and clicked in, and were even more confused when they saw two people who had nothing to do with each other thanking each other.
[Did I arrive too early? I know Guan Miao. I don't know Professor Zhuang personally, but I have official accreditation. I still don't understand how an entertainer and a professor at a top university could know each other.]
[Plus one.]
[Hasn't the person above watched Teacher Zhuang's video yet? She mentioned in it that Guan Miao is the daughter of her good friend and that she taught her Chinese painting since she was young, so she's half her daughter.]
[Hmm? Guan Miao can paint Chinese paintings?]
[Yes, Miaomiao mentioned that she could paint Chinese paintings when she posted on Weibo asking fans what gifts they wanted in return. We didn't think much of it at the time, and we never expected she'd actually studied under Professor Zhuang.] (Attached is a screenshot of Guan Miao's Weibo post.)
[Zhuang Nianwen, is he very powerful?]
[Baidu search, she is arguably the most outstanding female master of traditional Chinese painting in China in the past thirty years.]
In the otherwise harmonious comment section, a few discordant theories popped up: "Aren't all Chinese painting masters presidents or vice presidents of art academies? She's just a university professor. Is she exaggerating?"
[The above person shouldn't be talking nonsense! Professor Zhuang resigned from Gome due to health reasons and chose to come to our school!]
[I'm a Chinese painting major at University B. Several of my instructors admire Professor Zhuang's painting skills. It's a shame I heard she's not accepting students anymore.]
[Wow, based on the timeline, Guan Miao wouldn't be Professor Zhuang's last disciple, right?]
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Looking at the heated discussions online, Su Han was so angry that he almost threw his phone away. "Damn, how come Guan Miao is so lucky? Didn't they say that Professor Zhuang went abroad? How did Deng Ling contact her?"
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