"Yuwei, your eyebrows are a bit faint. Let touch up your makeup."
"Really? I think they’re fine. I don’t like heavy makeup."
"Of course! You have to look perfect when eting the director later."
Jiaqi said this while forcefully pulling Ye Yuwei to the spot where they kept their backpacks. Then, she took out a makeup kit and ticulously outlined Yuwei’s eyebrows.
Watching Jiaqi’s slightly smug appearance, Ye Yuwei couldn’t help but chuckle.
"What are you laughing at? Ugh, so annoying!" Jiaqi flushed slightly, sensing sothing, and stomped her foot with a pout.
"You! Can’t you stay calm for once?"
"How am I supposed to stay calm? My... my roommate’s about to be stolen from !"
"I’m already in the palm of your hand. How could I possibly be taken away? Besides, don’t you already know who’s most important in my heart?"
Jiaqi’s face turned an even deeper shade of red. Her heart pounded wildly, though it was all sweetness within.
"You’re just good at using sweet words to placate . Fickle! You make new friends and forget the old ones."
Ye Yuwei gently held Jiaqi’s hand. In her clear eyes shimred a genuine light that seed to ripple up from the depths of her soul:
"Jiaqi, I swear we’ll be best friends for life."
"Yuwei, let’s promise never to betray each other. If either of us ever abandons this friendship, we’ll be cursed for life."
Jiaqi’s dark, glistening eyes gazed intently at the other, as though transcending all barriers to connect with her soul.
"Many people once adored your youthful beauty,
But who would bear the relentless changes of ti?"
Suddenly, the nostalgic lody of Water Wood Epoch’s "A Lifeti With You" played in the background.
The two turned their heads toward the source of the music.
It was a group of girls, usually relegated to the background, practicing their dance moves earnestly.
Clearly, they wanted to seize this slim chance to escape their fate as re "theater washmaids."
Compared to others, Lu Bingbing and Yu Qingjia, the top-tier mbers, appeared much more composed.
They already had experience in auditioning for film crews.
Moreover, they understood that although Mr. Shen claid it was up to the other side to select candidates, the company would undoubtedly push hard to recomnd them.
"Director Zhou, welco to our company."
Mr. Shen, who was usually extrely stern toward the small idols, now wore a face full of enthusiastic respect as he shook hands with the other party.
Director Zhou also had a smile on his face and exchanged pleasantries with modest politeness.
Directors in the film and television industry were generally courteous to companies like this, which had the resources to invest.
After all, whether they could direct a production depended on these investors’ decisions.
"Director Zhou, how about coming over to have a cup of tea first? I’ll also bring over our artists’ profiles for you to review, so they can have so ti to prepare."
"Mr. Shen, thanks, but I’m really short on ti. Let’s get straight to the point!" After years of experience in the industry, Director Zhou could easily read between the lines.
The so-called tea was rely a pretext for pitching candidates, and such recomndations rarely ca for free.
Mr. Shen was montarily taken aback, surprised that his suggestion was directly rejected. It seed Zhou wasn’t being falsely modest.
"Alright then, let them co in." Mr. Shen dropped the matter, not wanting to risk displeasing the other party.
An office was hastily designated as the temporary audition room, and groups of five idols filed in at a ti.
However, they ca back out just as quickly. The director’s team didn’t ask them to perform any skills or acts—only gave them a once-over.
"Is this director really picking actors? Why didn’t we get to do anything?"
"Yeah, shouldn’t an audition involve performing scenes tailored to specific roles?"
"Maybe they’re just looking at appearances for now and will filter candidates later."
Confusion rippled through the young idols. They couldn’t help but feel that the process seed overly casual.
So wanted to ask Lu Bingbing and the others, but as soon as they saw their serious expressions, they didn’t dare approach.
"What’s your na?" Ye Yuwei was still observing the director when she suddenly heard him call out to her.
"I-I’m Ye Yuwei."
"Could you give a brief self-introduction?"
"Sure! My na is Ye Yuwei, female..."
Hearing Yuwei’s overly formal, awkward introduction, one of Director Zhou’s associates nearly burst out laughing.
It was clear that this girl wasn’t faking but was genuinely nervous, leading to her stumbling over her words.
The other girls, instead of finding Yuwei amusing, shot her envious and jealous glances. Among them, Yu Qingjia’s expression was particularly frosty.
In no ti, the auditions concluded. Before leaving, Director Zhou inford Mr. Shen directly that Ye Yuwei had been selected.
This news spread through the center like wildfire.
At the sa ti, everyone also learned that Xia Jin, Yuwei’s cousin, had landed the lead actress role.
The previously deserted dormitory of Ye Yuwei, following her involvent in the "Scandal Gate" controversy, suddenly turned lively again.
Yuwei had to entertain visitors nonstop, dragging it out until well past 11 PM before she managed to send off the last of the chatty girls.
"Manting, you’re here."
"Haha, I saw earlier that you had too many people around, so I didn’t feel like coming over."
Yu Manting appeared more dashing than ever, perfectly suiting her short, androgynous hairstyle.
anwhile, Jiaqi sat on the side with a sullen expression, silent and clearly unfriendly.
"Manting, let get you a cup of water." Ye Yuwei wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere.
"Don’t worry about it. Actually, I just ca by to bring you a book."
Ye Yuwei took it and glanced at the title: "Acting Techniques."
"Thank you, Manting. This is just what I need."
"No problem. I’ll head out now and not disturb you any longer." Manting gave a carefree smile and walked away.
Hmm!
"What are you doing? Jiaqi, are you crazy? You’re going to squish to death! You’re so heavy!"
Just as Ye Yuwei was taking a sip of rose tea to catch her breath, Jiaqi suddenly lunged at her, pressing her down hard.
The poor bed, unable to bear the weight, let out creaks and groans, as if warning them to go on a diet.
"Yuwei, I need to stamp my claim on you now so no one can take you away!"
"Stamp? Where do you plan to stamp? You’re not going to bite , are you?"
"Hmph! Do I seem that childish or violent to you?"
Saying this, Jiaqi pulled out her phone, adjusted the angle, and began taking selfies.
Yuwei was montarily puzzled by her intentions but still played along with the impromptu photoshoot.
Click! Click!
With the sound of the phone mimicking a cara shutter, a series of "friendship photos" featuring two stunning beauties were born.
"Alright, Yuwei, look at this. I’m getting better at posting in a 3x3 grid pattern!"
"Jiaqi, did you just post these on your official account?"
"Official accounts have authority! Only then can we warn those schers that our CP is unshakable."
Yuwei glanced at Jiaqi, whose expression seed to say, "I’ve done it; what can you do about it?" She felt a bit helpless.
Fine, let her post it. It’s not like it’s anything embarrassing.
Jiaqi, still not entirely satisfied, added a comnt below the post: "I’m Ye Yuwei’s one and only family. None of you even think about making your move on her!"
Yuwei replied beneath it: "Jiaqi is so fierce! With her around, who’d dare to co near ? Looks like I’ll be single forever."
As soon as these photos and comnts were uploaded, Jiaqi’s Weibo exploded with activity.
"Oh my god! Is Jiaqi officially announcing her CP with Yuwei?!"
"Jiaqi, let go of Yuwei and let take over!"
"Wow! Jiaqi is so fierce! She looks gentle on stage, but she’s actually this ’wild.’"
"Look at Jiaqi’s white hairpin. It’s so unique."
"The last photo is way too flirty! They both look so stunning!"
Many people say that Galaxy’s secret to traffic success is CP culture—how true that is.
Feeling content, Jiaqi happily snuggled her roommate and fell asleep.
In her dreams, she seed to wander through a sprawling garden with an ancient European-style castle at its heart.
The two of them chased each other through the flowers, while around them flitted two ethereal butterflies, adding to the dream’s magic.
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