The school beauty who committed suicide returns to the entertainment industry and becomes a big hit

"Oh, what a coincidence, Xiao Mu!" Lou Yu seemed very happy to see Qiao Mu, and excitedly introduced the people around him to him: "This is A Yuan, I--"

"I'm Duan Jinshu." The woman next to Lou Yu obviously didn't like being called 'A Yuan' by him and interrupted him in time.

"Okay, okay, you can call me whatever you want, Yuan."

Duan Jinshu no longer paid attention to the people around him and looked at Qiao Mu and others across from him: "Hello."

"Hello." Qiao Mu nodded politely.

"Hello, Sister Jinshu!" Ren Qianshui didn't want to establish any relationship with her, but that's how it is in the entertainment industry now. When you meet a senior, you call him brother or sister, or teacher. However, Duan Jinshu is indeed worthy of the title of "sister". In fact, calling her teacher is also OK, but the two of them didn't have much interaction before, so calling her sister is not easy to make mistakes.

"Sister Jin, Sister Jinshu?! Hello!" Zhao Zihan's eyes were almost glued to the person, this was her goddess!

Duan Jinshu was also amused by Zhao Zihan's reaction. She smiled at Zhao Zihan generously, "This name sounds nice!"

Zhao Zihan also laughed foolishly after hearing this, but as she laughed, she suddenly felt a chill on her body. She looked in the direction where he was looking and saw that it was Lou Yu who was staring at her with a bad face!

Oh, it's so scary! She used to think Lou Yu was handsome and had good acting skills, and she had a good impression of him for a while, but now he scares her like this. Even if it's for the goddess Jinshu, she will stop being a fan!

Since they met, they walked together. When they arrived at the garage, Lou Yu was afraid that they were following them: "Our car is over there, a little far away, Xiao Mu, I see Datou is waiting for you, let's say goodbye here!" After saying that, he stretched out his arm, circled Duan Jinshu's body, and walked in the opposite direction.

"Let's go." Qiao Mu also saw Datou, and he signaled to Ren Qianshui and Zhao Zihan.

When they returned to the hotel room, Zhao Zihan first reveled in his encounter with Duan Jinshu, then called out to Ren Qianshui: "Qianshui, you won't blame me for coming in and interrupting your conversation today, right?"

"What's your fault?"

"That's right, that's right. I think you're just starting your career now, so it's better not to have a relationship yet."

“Hahahaha——” Ren Qianshui found her cautious look particularly funny: “Don’t worry, I won’t fall in love.”

Zhao Zihan was a little skeptical: "It's hard to say. You may not have noticed that the atmosphere between you and Qiao Mu is particularly sticky. Besides, with such a handsome guy in front of you, can you really control yourself?"

"Are you talking about yourself?" Ren Qianshui glanced at Zhao Zihan. This guy fell in love with a handsome junior from the next department at first sight. He didn't care that the guy had just entered the university campus. He spent several months chasing him and then took him to his room.

Zhao Zihan listened to Qianshui bringing up the past, and he was obviously a little guilty: "I'm just reminding you, especially someone like Qiao Mu, who has a lot of fans and a strong performance report. If it is exposed, it will not be good for you. You are a talented person, you don't need to take advantage of this kind of popularity to bring yourself bad luck."

"I understand. I promise you, even if something really happens, I will never fall in love!" Ren Qianshui raised his hand and swore.

We are all adults now and know how to behave properly. Zhao Zihan will not say anything more and start discussing tomorrow's live broadcast of the party.

"Xiaoyu will come tomorrow morning and will bring a Q-brand early spring half-length skirt. Although the party will be held indoors, we will put on our down jackets and take them off when we go on stage."

"Got it, Zi Han's mother!"

"Hey, tell me, why are the requirements for female artists so strict? They have to wear formal dresses or short skirts when they go on stage. Anyway, they are all leaky, but male artists can wear clothes that cover up tightly? It's so unfair!"

"Bao Er, you are a manager, you have to exploit your artists, why are you standing up for them?"

"You're still laughing! I feel sorry for you. Although I've been encouraging you to enter the entertainment industry, I also know that the current environment is not very friendly to female stars. You can tell from this little outfit that you will encounter many things in the future!" Zhao Zihan's eyes were red. She looked at Ren Qianshui and asked, "You won't blame me, will you?"

"Why should I blame you? They say that internal factors are the decisive factor. If I didn't want to, do you think I would be able to get in just because you said so? Well, don't think too much. Take a rest. We have to keep our spirits up to conquer the first battlefield we face together!"

The next morning, Fan Xiaoyu arrived.

"Luckily I bought a ticket for the early morning flight. You don't know, when I went to Q's house to get the skirt, I had already told her that I had an appointment with Fiona, but she still asked me who Ren Qianshui was? You don't know, that look made me really want to slap him! These are not his clothes, why is he so arrogant!" Fan Xiaoyu is a truly stupid college student who has never experienced the beatings of society. It is the first time for her to see such a look of looking at people and treating them differently. She can't quite adapt to it, and she couldn't help complaining to the two of them as soon as they met.

"You, don't take this kind of thing or this kind of person to heart. What if we encounter something uglier than this in the future? You know, the entertainment industry is a place of fame and fortune. If you are famous, you can create commercial value and bring profits to businesses. Then no one will dare to look down on you, and they will have to curry favor with you, and vice versa. Only when we strengthen our own strength and make everyone dare not look down on us, can we have the right to speak, otherwise we will have to bear whatever others say. So, come on, improve yourself, and start by putting on beautiful makeup for your artist!"

Zhao Zihan pushed Fan Xiaoyu in front of Ren Qianshui who was doing facials: "Get to work, sisters!"

"Have you arranged for the car?" Fan Xiaoyu asked Zhao Zihan while packing for Ren Qianshui.

"Don't worry, everything has been arranged."

......

The melody of the song that Ren Qianshui was going to sing at the party was playing in the hotel room. Ren Qianshui hummed along with the melody while listening to Zhao Zihan and Fan Xiaoyu confirming the next steps over and over again, and reminding them from time to time. He felt that it was a great feeling to work together like this!

"Year after year, the flowers are the same, but the people are different. Along with... New Year's Day is coming as promised..."

"I'm a little nervous." Fan Xiaoyu, who was putting makeup on Ren Qianshui in the evening party's dressing room, said softly while listening to the faint opening words of the evening party.

"It's okay to be nervous, as long as your hands don't shake." Ren Qianshui closed his eyes and replied calmly.

"My hands are shaking!"

"You've been with Tong Hao for so long that you can even speak Northeastern dialect?"

"Pooh~" After being interrupted by Ren Qianshui, Fan Xiaoyu no longer felt nervous. After all, it wasn't her who would be on stage!

After finishing her makeup, Ren Qianshui changed into a skirt and covered it with an ankle-length down jacket. She stood in front of the mirror and let Fan Xiaoyu comb her hair.

"Hey, Qianshui, are you wearing the Dafeng family's skirt?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Ren Qianshui's ears, and she turned her eyes to look towards the source of the voice.

"Yiran? The skirt you're talking about is not from Dafeng's family!"

"Oh, really? I just thought it looked a bit like the one I'm wearing, but since you were wearing clothes outside, I couldn't see it clearly."

After hearing what she said, Ren Qianshui motioned to Fan Xiaoyu to stop, turned around and carefully looked at what Feng Yiran was wearing today. The skirt she was wearing was indeed somewhat similar to hers. Both were beige suspender skirts with wavy lines on them, and the hem of the skirt was also decorated with fine tassels of the same color. The difference was that the lines and tassels on her skirt were gold, while those on Feng Yiran's skirt were silver.

"Yes, they are quite similar. It seems that we have similar tastes." However, the fabrics of their skirts should be different. Both skirts look a bit like organza, but the one from Q is said to be made of silk, so it will be softer and more flexible.

Feng Yiran's face looked a little bad at this time. She was also looking at Ren Qianshui. They were all girls, so she could definitely tell who would look better in the skirt.

Thinking about how this skirt was strongly recommended to her by Zhong Yao, who also said that it suited her best, and she really liked it, so she wore it. Now she was a little suspicious whether she knew that Ren Qianshui would wear this skirt. How could it be such a coincidence? Originally, this skirt was not a must-have. This time, the Dafeng family brought more than ten skirts for their sweet girl group to choose from. If it wasn't for Zhong Yao, she might not have chosen this one at all!

Some people will push the responsibility onto others when things don't go their way. Although Zhong Yao may indeed have her own ulterior motives, if Feng Yiran hadn't made up her mind to choose, how could others force it on her?