Ouyang Yi sighed, his voice as flamboyant as an aria: "Ah, I wish we had t before you were married—Xingyu, why wasn’t I the first to et you?"
Su Xingyu forcefully suppressed the throbbing vein at her temple: "Let’s talk about sothing serious!"
Ouyang Yi felt wronged: "Xingyu, you’re getting fiercer and fiercer... Okay, okay, let’s talk business. Why did you leave last night without saying anything? Not cool!"
This is the serious topic? Su Xingyu’s originally calm eyes deepened a bit, and after a mont of silence she said nonchalantly, "Didn’t you know?"
Ouyang Yi seed puzzled: "Know what? Were you robbed or harassed? We were all betting whether you saw so handso guy on your way to the restroom and just ran off with him! Quick, tell the truth, I bet a round of drinks on you!"
Su Xingyu: "...Nothing happened, I suddenly felt a bit unwell last night and went ho."
She suddenly didn’t want to confront Ouyang Yi about this matter. If he had set the situation up deliberately, she didn’t want to play along with his act; if not, why trouble him with it unnecessarily?
She changed the subject: "Anything else? If not, I’m hanging up."
"Don’t hang up, don’t hang up!" Ouyang Yi was anxious, "I haven’t finished talking yet! Xingyu, actually I wanted to ask you yesterday, do you rember I ntioned before that I wanted you to help shoot a brand endorsent photo? It’s for M.J, that top international nswear brand. They happen to be having a show in S City, and you could et them. Tomorrow night, co to the show, and I’ll introduce you to their person in charge."
Su Xingyu thought about it, and it seed true.
Now, although Lu Shifeng had already agreed to let her be a photographer, she hadn’t officially started taking jobs yet.
Since Ouyang Yi’s invitation was made earlier, and M.J is such a top international brand, she really couldn’t think of any reason to refuse.
However, considering Lu Shifeng’s warning this morning, she still asked, "Why ? There must be many photographers who want this job, right?"
Ouyang Yi started again with his flamboyant, aria-like tone: "Out of all the waters, I choose but a ladleful; after seeing the vast ocean, no other waters will do; having climbed the peak to see the bright moon... Little beauty Xingyu, after seeing your photographic work, no other photographer’s work catches my eye. I adore your style, absolutely adore it, and this life, I’ll choose no one but you."
The last few words were said with such allure, just like sweet nothings whispered under the moon.
Su Xingyu had another headache, automatically filtering out the ambiguity in his tone: "Is that really all it is?"
"Really," Ouyang Yi swore, "Otherwise, I wouldn’t have faced the pressure from M.J to change photographers! Xingyu, you have no idea how terrible the previous photographer was, their cliché compositions and styles would directly harm my status! I’m getting old, and if I don’t switch to a creative and visionary photographer, I’ll be wiped out by those young upstarts on the beach! Xingyu, could you stand that?"
Towards the end, his voice softened, with a touch of coaxing intimacy.
Su Xingyu really wanted to sincerely tell him, so what if he ends up discarded on the beach? With his remarkable voice, he could beco a voice actor—a voice actor!
She reluctantly nodded: "Fine, I agree to et the person in charge."
Ouyang Yi cheered, quickly sent over an electronic invitation, scheduled for 8 PM tomorrow at a well-known local venue.
Su Xingyu glanced at the invitation a few tis, thinking that since he had helped her quite a bit, she should return the favor this ti. Considering Ouyang Yi said he would be attending the show tomorrow, she thought she’d take more photos for him at the venue. So the next day, she chose a simple outfit, slung a photography gear bag over one shoulder, and headed out the door.
The venue at night resembled a crystal palace, with dazzling lights and an intoxicating blend of fragrance and glittering silhouettes.
The guests invited to watch the show exuded exceptional taste. The n were all dressed in sophisticated formal wear, while the won wore ticulously crafted, latest seasonal evening gowns. The fashion showcase was like a battlefield.
Only Su Xingyu, with her simple shirt and pants along with her gear bag, looked like a news reporter running the beat, drawing plenty of glances as she walked along the red carpet towards the entrance.
"Excuse , miss," a security guard quickly stopped her and politely said, "The staff entrance is on the other side."
Su Xingyu was startled: "I’m not a staff mber."
The guard sized her up, noting her youth, then said again, "Then are you a journalist new to the industry? Sorry, we don’t allow non-staff to enter here."
The two lingered on the red carpet for a while, with so people already watching.
Another security guard ca over, ready to deal with the "unexpected intruder" journalist causing trouble.
Su Xingyu lowered her head to pull out her phone from the gear bag: "I have this..."
Just as she tried to take out and show the electronic invitation Ouyang Yi sent her, suddenly, she heard a sneer from behind: "Ah, I was wondering who it was. Su Xingyu, you’ve shown up here too. So, are you switching careers to be a photojournalist now? Don’t you know the rules? Journalists like you are supposed to enter from the other side, trying to walk the red carpet? You’re, not, worthy."
Su Xingyu turned around to see a girl in an exquisitely delicate lace gown, elegantly holding onto a well-dressed man beside her.
It was Su Xingqi and Qin Mu.
No matter where she went, why did these two always show up like ghosts?
Her originally good mood was ruined. She coldly looked at Su Xingqi: "What’s it to you whether I’m worthy or not? But you, after all these years as a model, have made no progress at all. You aren’t even qualified to walk the runway tonight, are you? Just riding on Qin Mu’s family connections to crash the red carpet, planning to use it to boost your reputation in your press releases?"
You can’t bla her for speaking harshly. Su Xingqi had done things like this too many tis, from childhood to adulthood, and Su Xingyu had beco numbly used to it.
Isn’t it just exposing flaws, who can’t do that?
On the winding red carpet, Su Xingqi didn’t anticipate her words would be so sharp, her face almost changing colors from anger: "You, you’re talking nonsense! What crashing the red carpet, I am Qin Mu’s legitimate girlfriend, and I’m here to watch the show as an industry insider! I think you’re the one crashing the red carpet, trying to walk through the main entrance as a small-ti photojournalist? Ha, makes people laugh their heads off!"
Su Xingyu lowered her gaze slightly, Qin Mu’s girlfriend?
Su Xingqi must have forgotten, that when she had just started modeling and couldn’t enter high-class venues, she would plead her older sister, this older sister, to use Qin Mu’s connections to get her in...
It’s just a pity that this sister was too foolish, connecting them ti and again, only to end up being cast aside like old shoes.
Su Xingyu tightened the gear bag on her shoulder, unwilling to waste more breath with her, and turned to continue negotiating with the security: "Actually, I do have an invitation."
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