Chapter 437: Chapter 201: Son, This Is Your Uncle Zhou
Wuyou dia, makeup room.
At the mont, the makeup room was quite lively. Beneath Bai Jie’s pendant ceiling, in front of rows of vanity mirrors adorned with European-style decor, were busy makeup artists and girls with dazzling smiles.
Wuyou also had male internet celebrities with plenty of followers, but those who relied purely on looks were extrely rare among n. Instead, there were many cody and food bloggers.
An internal closed-door eting was about to be held, which was essentially the final review for tomorrow night’s performance program. Even though there might not be a chance for a live performance, these female internet celebrities still tried their best to show their finest selves, unlike the n who didn’t have that need. After all, except for a tiny handful, they didn’t rely on their looks for success.
At this mont, the most lively “Peach Juice” was holding a phone and shuttling around the makeup room, intending to casually shoot a daily video for Wuyou’s official account.
“The internet is full of beauties, and Wuyou dia has half of them! Let’s count how many big internet celebs I fild in this video, let’s go!”
Peach Juice raised her phone and began to pan around the room, “Sui Sui, look at the cara… super cool Sis Xi, and Xiaoxiao… wow, everyone’s Yu ng… Miss Xiao Cheng, look this way, look this way… Half a cup of Nai Gai… this is our beauty icon Zhou Lixin, hey, I heard you’re rumored to be dating Tong Jingcheng recently, do you want to respond, hehe, guys, she actually hit …”
“Finally, let introduce our company’s folk music first love goddess, ‘The Cat on the Roof’… eeek, she’s shy, such a sweet smile!”
Although it was a casual shoot, Peach Juice had no doubt that this video would go viral since she had captured most of the “goddesses” beloved by Wuyou’s fans.
“Ouch!”
Peach Juice was walking backward, intending to end with a panoramic shot, and accidentally bumped into another person.
Peach Juice turned her head, quickly sticking out her tongue and apologizing, “Sorry, Dantong!”
“Dantong, you’re here too today!”
“Dantong…”
Except for the few girls who already had issues with her, most of the girls turned to greet her, and many subconsciously stood up.
Internet celebrities with more than ten million followers usually had their own dedicated makeup artists and didn’t need to appear here, but the girl who appeared at the door was far more than just a ten-million-follower celebrity.
She was about 1.7 ters tall with a tall and slender figure, a standard supermodel’s aloof face, wearing a knotted white shirt paired with a mini denim skirt, and simple canvas shoes that revealed her pair of long, fair legs. Her vibe was both cool and beautiful, and she was indeed the leading figure in the company’s beauty influencer lineup, “Lin Dantong.”
Or more accurately, her official certification label now was “fashion creator,” a position different from ordinary internet celebrities, having transcended the “commonplace beauty” stage.
Three years ago, a highly refined transformation video catapulted the previously lukewarm Lin Dantong to stardom, gaining three million followers in just a month.
From that video onward, she beca the “transformation ceiling” on a certain platform, and although many imitated her later, she maintained an edge with a distinctive high-end appeal, always staying ahead.
Her fan base included not only n but also a significant proportion of won.
Beauty that could captivate female fans was the most formidable, as it represented imnse monetization potential. As a result, Lin Dantong received the company’s maximum resource allocation.
Within a year, she replaced the forr “Si Yao N” to beco the leading figure in the company’s beauty influencer segnt.
Despite appearances that “Si Yao N” had more fans, exceeding twenty million, while Lin Dantong had only seventeen million.
If “Peng Seventeen ef” were still in, Lin Dantong would have been second. However, since “Peng Seventeen ef” ended the contract with Wuyou earlier this year, Lin Dantong swiftly rose to prominence, taking advantage of every favorable opportunity.
The amusing part was, although most girls present called her “Dantong,” in reality, Lin Dantong was younger than most girls there.
She was born precisely in 2000, a mber of the first batch of 00s, only two years older than Zhou Wang…
In today’s world, where the 10s have yet to make their waves, she was synonymous with youth and vitality.
“Hello, everyone, I’m early, just browsing around… oh, and I’ve brought everyone bubble tea.”
Lin Dantong waved her hand, greeting everyone with a smile. Though young, her presence was commanding, earning her the title “Sister Dantong” without any dissonance.
After the greeting, Lin Dantong asked her assistant behind her to distribute the bubble tea, receiving another wave of laughter.
“It feels like she’s here to inspect the troops, pretending to be sothing she’s not. Just because she got so stock incentives, those who don’t know might think she’s beco the owner… isn’t that right, Xiaoxiao?”
In a corner, sitting next to Wang Xiaoxiao and applying her own eyebrow makeup, Miss Xiao Cheng mumbled nonchalantly.
Distracted by a recent argunt with her manager, Wang Xiaoxiao was snapped back to reality. She wasn’t sure how to respond, so she forced a smile.
Miss Xiao Cheng seed confident that Wang Xiaoxiao’s personality wouldn’t prompt her to rebut, continuing to mock with a cold smile even without a response from Wang Xiaoxiao,
“Two years ago, she would call ‘Sister’ when she saw . Now she’s all stuck-up. I don’t get what n see in this type, all flat and scrawny, don’t they find it uncomfortable? Frankly speaking, your potential, Xiaoxiao, is far greater than hers, yet your follower count is barely a fraction of hers…”
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