"Is Wen Qing going to take the college entrance examination this year?"
"Really?"
Who said that?
"..."
All the students in the first and second years of high school at Nanzhou No.1 High School heard about it. Many students asked the students in the second year (2) class for confirmation. After getting the answer, they gave a thumbs up with either envy or admiration.
"Wen Qing is really amazing."
"She's a top student in the second year of high school in Nanzhou, how could she not be amazing?"
"Always number one."
"I'm so looking forward to seeing how well she scores on the college entrance exam after skipping a grade! Will she still be number one?"
"I don't think so."
"It's possible we'll still be number one."
"expect."
"..."
Regardless of what the students at Nanzhou No. 1 Middle School thought, Wen Qing couldn't hear them. At that moment, she was sitting on the bus next to Shi Lei, carrying her checkered backpack.
Shi Lei was thrilled to be able to sit with Wen Qing.
Wen Qing asked, "Your class teacher is quite open-minded; he actually let you go home when he said so. Are other classes like this too?"
Shi Lei laughed: "Other classes are not like this. Our homeroom teacher said that we need to use our brains in the college entrance examination, so he told us to go home and eat some eggs and meat for two days to replenish our energy, and then come back to study and take the exam."
"That's good," Wen Qing said with a smile.
Shi Lei asked, "When are you going back to school?"
Wen Qing replied, "I want to stay at home until the college entrance exam, but my homeroom teacher wants me to go to her place two days earlier."
“Then I’ll come find you in five days, and we’ll go to the city together,” Shi Lei said shyly. Although he was no longer as shy in front of Wen Qing as before, he was still very timid and sometimes his thoughts were very simple. Wen Qing found it very easy to chat with him.
"Okay." Wen Qing nodded.
Shi Lei had a big smile on his face.
After the bus arrived in Wangcheng County, Wen Qing accompanied Shi Lei to wait for the bus to the town. While waiting, Shi Lei asked, "Wen Qing, after the college entrance examination, would you like to come to my house as a guest?"
Wen Qing was slightly taken aback.
“My mom can cook lots of delicious food,” Shi Lei said. “Although my family isn’t as rich as yours, we have no worries about food and clothing.”
Wen Qing laughed: "I don't care about money." Because she has money.
"Then what do you care about?"
Wen Qing thought for a moment, then asked, "Shi Lei, tell me, what do you like about me?"
Shi Lei smiled shyly, then rattled off a long list: "You're good-looking, have good grades, are gentle, smart, and rational." Finally, Shi Lei uttered a single word: "Pure." Pure as the clouds in the sky, with clear and bright eyes.
pure?
Wen Qing's upturned lips froze slightly. She suddenly remembered what Ji Yanjun had said a few months ago: "If he knew you had dated someone before, would he still treat you well?" This "date" was not a casual relationship. Wen Qing looked up at Shi Lei.
It must be said that the issue Ji Yanjun raised is something that men in this era care about extremely, and Shi Lei should also care about it extremely.
But Wen Qing didn't ask, because with the college entrance exam just around the corner, talking about these things would easily disturb her mind. So she smiled and said, "Thank you for praising me like that. The car is here."
Shi Lei turned his head to look over, then turned back and said, "I'm leaving. I'll come find you in five days, and we'll take the college entrance exam together."
"Okay," Wen Qing agreed.
Shi Lei stepped onto the bus, sat down, and leaned out to wave to Wen Qing: "Goodbye, Wen Qing."
"Goodbye," Wen Qing waved.
After the bus drove away, Wen Qing turned around and walked towards Feng Qing Garment Shop.
The weather was getting hot, and Wen Qing felt unwell from the heat, even feeling a bit nauseous. She quickened her pace and walked towards Feng Qing, intending to drink some herbal tea to cool off.
To my surprise, I was shocked when I arrived at Fengqing Garment Factory.
There were quite a few people standing on the road in front of Fengqing Garment Factory. There were several people in front of Fengqing Garment Factory, including a photographer carrying a camera and a host holding a microphone, who seemed to be interviewing Master Yan.
A passerby pointed at the camera and asked, "What is that thing? Why does it keep filming people?"
"I heard that it's like a camera; it takes a picture of a person right in front of it."
"Yeah?"
"However, the photos taken by the camera, these things can be shown on TV."
"Can you be on TV?"
"..."
Wen Qing listened to Master Yan's reply to the reporter: "All of Feng Qing's clothes are made by our boss."
"Do you know that Wen Qing designed clothes for Jin Ling, making her stand out among all the female stars?" the reporter asked.
Master Yan looked bewildered and didn't know how to answer.
Wen Qing finally understood that the clothes she made for Jin Ling three months ago had worked.
Upon seeing a group of people at the entrance of Fengqing Garment Factory, Wen Qing did not approach them. Instead, she stepped back, turned around, and left. She arrived quietly and left in a hurry. Everyone's attention was focused on the camera, so they did not see her.
However, she ran into Wang Zhishan not long after she left.
"Wen Qing!" Wang Zhishan called out.
"Mr. Wang." Seeing that no one was around, Wen Qing stepped forward to greet Wang Zhishan.
Wang Zhishan laughed: "I called you hundreds of times, but no one answered. I knew you were going back to the county town, and I didn't expect to run into you like this. How about it? Did you see the reporter who came to interview you?"
Wen Qing hadn't fully grasped what had happened. After she faxed the sketches to Pete, he hadn't contacted her for over three months. She thought the clothing incident was over, but she never expected him to resurface at this time.
Wen Qing asked, "What happened?"
“You definitely don’t follow singers and celebrities,” Wang Zhishan said.
Wen Qing smiled. It was more than just not caring; her 14-inch TV in the Green Garden hadn't been turned on for half a month. She was swamped with work every day.
"Come on, have a cup of tea, and I'll tell you," Wang Zhishan said. Wen Qing thought it was still early, so she followed Wang Zhishan to have tea.
As they walked, Wang Zhishan told Wen Qing about the situation.
Pitt originally sought out Wen Qing so that Jin Ling could appear beautifully in everyone's sight and outshine other actresses at award ceremonies or elsewhere.
As a result, Jin Ling's reputation was damaged due to her boyfriend's alcoholism and domestic violence, and she was without film offers for a while. Jin Ling herself was also negative for a period of time, and her popularity declined.
Pete once thought that Jinling was unlikely to recover.
One day, Jin Ling looked at a fax on her desk. The fax contained drawings of three outfits: one was a long robe for men from the Republican era, marked as gray-blue; another was a beige cheongsam with blue and white floral patterns, slit up to the upper thigh; and the third was a white shirt, suspender trousers, and a khaki baseball cap.
Each set was incredibly lifelike, with detailed specifications for size, fabric, and other details, making it easy for even a layman like Jin Ling to understand. Jin Ling's eyes welled up with tears at that moment.
Jin Ling has always loved cross-dressing stories and the persona of a spy. Her initial motivation for choosing to participate in the military exercise was her fascination with the atmosphere of a particular era.
Wen Qing's sketches easily stirred up her deepest dreams, and she immediately cheered up.
That same day, she wanted to ask Wen Qing to make the three sets of clothes, and she would give him another three thousand yuan. However, Pete said that Wen Qing had his own factory and was also facing the college entrance examination. So Jin Ling gave up and asked someone else to make the clothes in the drawing.
Wen Qing's idea was to attract attention to Jin Ling through a short story rather than in a simple dress. However, she didn't expect that Jin Ling would be reluctant to wear these three outfits to appear in front of her fans. Instead, she recommended three outfits with "storytelling" to the director of the new film, and they were quickly chosen as Jin Ling's costumes.
Wen Qing had never paid attention to television, so she didn't know that there was a very popular Republican-era spy drama recently, and the three outfits worn by the female lead had received high praise, perfectly showcasing the female lead's various beauties.
The TV series, which consists of just over ten episodes, has made Jin Ling a huge star after only four episodes have aired. At the same time, her clothes and hairstyle have also become popular.
During the interview, Jin Ling sincerely expressed her regret about love, and then emphasized her gratitude to Wen Qing for allowing her to persist in her dreams, for giving her a different perspective on beauty, and for bringing her world to a height she had never reached before.
Therefore, Wen Qing also shone brightly.
Wen Qing was a little surprised to hear this, but Wang Zhishan kept praising her, which made her very embarrassed. She said, "Actually, I helped Miss Jin Ling by accident."
"Wen Qing, you're too modest."
Wen Qing: "I'm not being modest." When she drew the draft and faxed it to Pete, she was waiting for Pete to give her suggestions because she wanted to express "storytelling" or to have Miss Jinling wear "her own dream" to attract attention. She was actually prepared for the draft to be returned.
I never expected it to end like this; she really didn't mean it.
However, although it was unintentional, the unintentional strength must still exist. This is something Wang Zhishan is very certain of; he has an exceptionally accurate eye for people, and he saw Wen Qing in the same way.
"Everyone has seen your abilities," Wang Zhishan said.
Wen Qing smiled and was about to reply when she followed Wang Zhishan into a clean and tidy store. As soon as they entered, they saw a camera, reporters, Pete, and Jin Ling.
"Mr. Wang?" Wen Qing exclaimed in disbelief.
Wang Zhishan said with a smile, "I was so busy talking to you that I forgot to talk about the important matter. Miss Jin Ling brought reporters here specifically to thank you."
As soon as Wang Zhishan finished speaking, Pete and Jin Ling walked over together. Jin Ling, in particular, was stunned when she saw Wen Qing. She had only one thought in her mind: "Wen Qing is so beautiful, even more beautiful and young than Pete described. She's so gorgeous." Jin Ling then smiled, feeling honored to have met such a beautiful and talented girl.
"Wen Qing." Jin Ling didn't shake hands with Wen Qing, but hugged her directly: "Thank you, thank you for your help."
Jin Ling's behavior almost made Pete's jaw drop. After all, Jin Ling, the big star who is always picky and keeps people at arm's length, actually took the initiative to hug a little girl, which shows how grateful she is to Wen Qing.
Wen Qingwei felt slightly uncomfortable with this way of hugging.
However, Jin Ling liked it very much. After hugging Wen Qing, she was amazed by Wen Qing's beauty again. Many girls look good from a distance, but their skin may have various problems when they get close. But Wen Qing didn't have any of those problems. Her skin was so good that Jin Ling envied her.
"Hello, Miss Jin Ling." Wen Qing regained her composure and greeted her gently.
Jin Ling asked with a smile, "Wen Qing, would you like to appear on TV with me?"
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