At her insistence, everyone left the work area.
The door closed.
“…”
Mu Yiran turned to look at Zhou Yuan, whose expression was fierce and menacing. They made eye contact and then smiled.
Zhou Yuan took off her shawl, which she hadn't buttoned up, and crossed her legs!
"As expected, my darling, you were right."
"There are truly treacherous commoners who dare to plot against me and my beloved concubine!"
“…”
Mu Yiran touched her face and closed her eyes. Ah...so embarrassing...
Under the strange gaze of the foreign models, she pulled Zhou Yuan into the dressing room.
—
What's the online sentiment like?
Li Duan showed the screen to Helian Xin, "We have basically controlled the trend. Zhou Yuan's and the program team's Weibo accounts have been paralyzed, and Saorsa's official WeChat account has also been besieged and inaccessible."
Wen Qingyu is posting on Weibo:
Life is full of surprises, so keep going even if there's only one minute left.
[A photo of someone holding beads]
Fans who had heard the news and were indignant on behalf of Helian Xin rushed to her post, joined her in some sarcastic remarks, and even added their sympathy and praise.
Wen Qingyu looked refreshed and said, "I didn't expect you to be so well prepared."
She looked at Li Duan and asked, "How did you take those photos?"
She pointed to the pictures of the models inside the venue.
"It was all thanks to old acquaintances," Li Duan said honestly, still wearing his old camera.
"Besides, who wouldn't do it if there's money involved?"
Wen Qingyu: "Can you help me generate some buzz? Anyway, the gold medal is going to be mine soon, so it seems like it would be good to prepare some trending topics in advance."
"Stop talking nonsense," Helian Xin said coldly. "Only one of the four referees is one of ours. Where do you get your confidence?"
Moreover, there is also Shi Youxi.
Helian Xin scrolled through the comments, which were almost unanimously in favor of Mu Yiran, with very few even speaking up for her.
What exactly are Shi Youxi and Mu Yiran up to?
How could that man hold back his temper?
Bad thoughts swirled around her, and her forehead felt tense and uncomfortable, but she couldn't afford to take any chances.
"Keep going, keep looking for people, whether they are her high school classmates, college classmates, or people who have already left Saorsa, say all sorts of nice things and bad things."
Helian Xin's eyes hardened, and she said coldly, "I want her to be completely crushed, with no chance of turning the tables!"
Wen Qingyu hadn't expected Helian Xin to be so ruthless, but this was exactly what she wanted, so she joined in the clamor.
"Alright, go tell the production team that we need to delay our performance."
Su Su squeezed in from outside the door, panting: "Senior, the director said that due to a lighting malfunction, we have to postpone it for half an hour."
Wen Qingyu: "What a coincidence?"
Helian Xin frowned. "Then that's settled. The delay will only benefit us."
Her phone vibrated. Helian Xin glanced at it; it was a call from Helian Jingfen. She ignored it and hung up shortly after. The screen showed more than 30 missed calls.
Unaware of the watchful eyes watching from the side, Helian Xin stood up. "It's time to get ready."
"Go and get that outfit."
Wen Qingyu instructed Su Su to fetch the other main outfit that Qi Qiulin had prepared.
"What if Mu Yiran really manages to create a new version in such a short time?"
Even though she was reluctant to admit it, Wen Qingyu knew that Mu Yiran had such abilities.
Her talent and stubborn fighting spirit were something Wen Qingyu lacked and was insanely jealous of.
Helian Xin: "So what if she changed? Whether she changes or not, in other people's eyes she's guilty. Even if someone speaks up for her, even if Zhou Yuan tries to exonerate her."
"It's no use now."
Wen Qingyu felt relieved. "Alright, then you can wear Aunt Qi's outfit. Don't change the accessories; altering them would look too fake—"
"Senior! Something terrible has happened!" Su Su rushed in carrying a set of clothes covered with a dust cover.
"I don't know how, but my clothes got scratched!"
Wen Qingyu/Helian Xin jumped up: "What!"
At this moment, Qi Qiulin came in by lifting the curtain. "The lights over there are fixed, they'll be on in ten minutes... What are you doing? Why haven't you changed your clothes yet!"
"My clothes...my clothes are scratched," Su Su said, her voice trembling.
"What?!" Qi Qiulin snatched the suit from her arms, and as a result, the dress fell to the ground.
"Who did this?! Who did all this?!"
Everyone was caught off guard by this turn of events. Just as Wen Qingyu was about to lash out, something occurred to her, and she blinked and suddenly smiled.
Helian Xin looked at the rags on the ground, her mind snapped, and she threw the clothes hard at Su Su's face!
"Useless! You can't even do a simple piece of clothing properly!"
Su Su's face stung from the rough work clothes, and she said tremblingly:
"No, it was like this as soon as I arrived. The bodyguard was with me! The bodyguard also gave me the bag!"
Helian Xin immediately went to find the bodyguards, but Qi Qiulin stopped her, "It's no use! It's probably a dirty trick by Zhou Yuan and the other two! You won't even be able to find them now!"
"What should we do then?!"
Qi Qiulin was calmer than her. She took a deep breath and looked at the clothes she was wearing. "I guess I'll just have to wear this outfit!"
"It's not even finished! How can you wear it!" Helian Xin's rationality was nearing its limit. She had a feeling that this wasn't Mu Yiran's doing, but Shi Youxi's!
And this is a signal—
He's going to get his revenge on her!
Qi Qiulin didn't understand why she was in such a hurry. "What are you afraid of! I'll revise it for you! The more incomplete it is, the more advantageous we will be!"
"But...but what about the referee!"
"I can handle the referee situation! Even if we can't get the gold medal, we won't let them succeed!"
"No!" Helian Xin exclaimed suddenly, her expression astonished. "We must be number one!"
She grabbed Qi Qiulin, "You have to find a way to get a new set. No matter what, I want the best in every place!"
"That's what you promised!"
Qi Qiulin frowned: "Where do you expect me to find you a brand new one? There are reporters everywhere outside. Don't you know how obvious it will be if we make a sound?"
"Then have your friend here bring it to you!" Helian Xin whispered, looking at Qi Qiulin's frozen expression, "Don't forget, Li Zhenrong isn't dead yet!"
"..."
"Oh, I just remembered, clothes... I have another set."
"..." The two of them looked at Wen Qingyu, who had spoken.
"You have?"
How did you get it?
Wen Qingyu rolled her eyes. "I said I have it, so I have it," she said, grabbing Su Su. "Come with me to get it."
Qi Qiulin: "Wait!"
“I know you don’t believe me. Once I get it, do you think we can try again? If not, then we’ll just sit here and wait to die.” Wen Qingyu shrugged.
"Just let them know the show starts in 15 minutes," a staff member announced as they came in.
It's too late.
Helian Xin and Qi Qiulin exchanged a glance. "Okay, then be careful and hurry up."
Wen Qingyu crossed her arms smugly and poked Su Su, "Come on, let's go to my lounge."
As soon as Wen Qingyu left, Qi Qiulin's face darkened. "Is Li Zhenrong with you?!"
"You know him?!"
"Speak! Where is he now?! Why is he with you?!"
Helian Xin ignored her, which made her very agitated. She frantically bit her hand and scratched her head, pacing back and forth for a few moments. Then her phone rang; it was Mai.
She quickly answered, "Hello! How is it?"
It was noisy on Mai's end. "I've got it all set up, but... it's really unnecessary. We shouldn't do this. They've investigated in H country. If it's really the Shi family, you'll be finished if they trace it back to you! Your mother's laying low, so you should keep a low profile too, okay?! Wenxin isn't someone to mess with. Finish recording tonight, and I'll have someone bring you back—"
"I'll handle it myself." After saying that, he hung up the phone despite the other person's attempts to dissuade him.
"That was Li Zhenrong's voice just now, wasn't it?" Qi Qiulin squeezed in front of her aggressively.
"Li Zhenrong's willingness to go with you proves... that you are the same kind of people?"
Qi Qiulin realized something and laughed:
"The person in charge of HG's underground dealings isn't Lee Jin-young... but your stepfather, Park Won-shin?"
"Ha... So you still dare to boss me around? Do you even know what I know about HG?!"
Helian Xin looked at her expressionlessly, "Among those things you control, isn't yourself also part of them?"
Qi Qiulin's face stiffened.
"So, we're all in the same boat, like grasshoppers tied together. You, me, Wen Qingyu—if anyone jumps, the boat will capsize." Helian Xin took off her clothes, sat up straight, and, holding her lipstick with a pressure only she knew, said to the person in the mirror:
"If you want to get out of here unscathed, protect me. As long as today ends smoothly, I will find a way to get them to take us abroad."
Qi Qiulin was speechless. "If you want things to go smoothly, you have to trample Mu Yiran underfoot? Aren't you afraid of the backlash if you go too far?"
"Yes, absolutely."
The person in the mirror had alluring red lips, but her eyes, though adorned with magical makeup, were lifeless and utterly desolate. "I, Helian Xin, have never lost since birth. Even if I must escape, I will leave in grand style, in the spotlight!"
"........"
Su Su followed Wen Qingyu to the personal rest room. Each designer had one of these rest rooms so that they could take a break after working late into the night.
"Senior, where did you put it? Let's grab it and go over there quickly, uh, senior?" Su Su looked at Wen Qingyu, who had sat down, with a puzzled expression.
"I don't have any," Wen Qingyu said, looking at her manicured nails.
Su Su asked, puzzled, "Huh?"
Wen Qingyu flicked her hand, her smile sweet: "But...don't you have one?"
"..." Su Su's mind went blank, and she froze on the spot.
Wen Qingyu bent down and said, "I saw it all. You've been living here every day for the past week. Besides getting that thing Qi Qiulin asked you to make... what else could you be doing?"
Su Su fiddled with her fingers, flustered yet trying to appear calm, "But...but that's for my Rising Star competition next month! Didn't my senior say she wouldn't interfere with my personal development—"
Wen Qingyu picked up the clothes hanger next to her and slapped it on her face, "Hey!"
The girl backed away, crying out, "Ah!"
She continued filming, "Yours? You made this?"
"Still want to participate? Tch..." She laughed disdainfully.
"Without me, would you need such expensive materials? Without me, could you even share the stage with those designers?"
"Yours? What nonsense are you talking about? Without me, you'd only be doing odd jobs at a magazine or sitting in some factory dyeing dye."
Wen Qingyu poked the girl's lowered head with a clothes hanger. "From the moment you started following me, everything that's yours is mine! If you're using the resources I bring for free, you have to be prepared to pay them back, understand, Su Su, junior?"
Su Su's eyes were filled with tears, blurring her vision. She hadn't expected Wen Qingyu to be so arrogant as to not even bother with plagiarism, but instead directly claim her work as her own, and yet shamelessly made it sound so high-sounding.
And why am I still staying here?
"Don't be discouraged. Anyway, all the clothing and jewelry will be on the market. I can allow you to add your name to the introduction. You'll be considered to have participated in the design. It's a win-win situation."
She suddenly moved closer to Su Su, staring intently at her face, "If there's even the slightest flaw in this fashion show that damages my image..."
"Your bedridden father won't be able to buy medicine then."
"......"
"Hmm? Did you understand?"
Large tears fell to the ground. Su Su took a deep breath, swallowing back all her sobs. She looked at Wen Qingyu, whose eyes, washed by tears, were incredibly clear and bright, penetrating to the heart. She nodded.
"I understand."
Wen Qingyu smiled.
"Then bring it here, my design."
Su Su walked towards the few pieces of clothing covered on the clothes rack, her raised hand paused for a moment on them, and then she took out a complete set without hesitation.
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