Bai Xiaoxiao not only provided Chen Wen's contact information to Yue Qingyun, but also tirelessly told Chen Wen's "tragic life experience" and the fact that she had to work for Ye Zihan for tuition and living expenses.

"They both studied design, and Ye Zihan has won many awards for design. Maybe there are really any scandals to dig in here!"

Yue Qingyun is worthy of being a villain in the camp. Once he finds a loophole, he will definitely be able to make a big deal. The facts are not important, what matters is what he wants people to see!

Bai Xiaoxiao was very satisfied with this, and after a marvel and admiration, she hung up the phone.

Her eyes fell on the computer screen again. On the screen was her Weibo page. From her press release, her Weibo followers continued to rise.

As a contestant who was at the bottom of the primary competition and almost lost her results, she did not gain many fans at the live broadcast competition site. She estimated that there were only a few hundred of them, and most of them might be some media marketing accounts, just because she was in the wing and needed to track her dynamics.

But Yue Qingyun's press release made her fans grow by 20,000, which is the value of this bad reporter to her. So what about Ye Zihan's high evaluation in the competition? How can he compare with the influence of a named media person with five million fans?

Bai Xiaoxiao was satisfied with seeing her fans breaking through the 30,000 mark, and finally she was in the mood to "devour" Ye Zihan, a person who doesn't understand the rules of the game. If you remember correctly, her fans have not yet exceeded 5,000. At this time, it would be too late to have ten thousand, but...

"What's going on?!" Bai Xiaoxiao widened her eyes and counted Ye Zihan's fans again and again. How could there be a five-digit number?

She rubbed her eyes hard and counted again. That's right, it's five digits.

It must be that the web page is loading incorrectly. She keeps refreshing and refreshing, as if this will make the wrong system return to normal. However, not only does the number of digits not decrease, but the number afterwards is still rising. In just two or three minutes, hundreds of fans have increased!

"What the hell is going on?"

Bai Xiaoxiao was confused.

Ye Zihan’s Weibo is completely different from hers. Her Weibo is full of private photos and selfies. How beautiful it is, it is all about attracting fans based on her so-called appearance. Ye Zihan’s different. Her Weibo has been built for three years, but there is no private photo, and it is all about clothing. Even the information about her winning is not posted by her alone, but the organizer @ her, and she forwarded it to thank Weibo.

Bai Xiaoxiao clicked on the most popular one, which is also the latest one. This Weibo post has nothing to do with the competition, but is "invited to join" and directly hangs out the nine-grid dynamic pictures of her costumes performed at night.

Not to mention how amazing she is, the price of this set of clothes alone is enough to blind all the fishing wires titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

Eighty-eight thousand, yes, you read that right!

It's just 880,000!

She just hung it on Weibo in a noble way, and Bai Xiaoxiao vomited blood when she saw it.

"Is this intentional increase your value?"

Weibo comments have mixed reviews. Some say that Ye Zihan started to make money before she debuted, and some praised her design talent. Whether it is good or bad, this Weibo post is already hot enough, and even the sky-high dance clothes have become a hot search term and are constantly rising on the hot search list.

Seeing that Weibo fans were about to break through the 200,000 mark, Bai Xiaoxiao was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that Ye Zihan could succeed in anything she did?

God is so unfair!

On the other end of the city, Xiao Yu suffered from insomnia.

The little bandit actually opened up looking for partners on her Weibo. This shows that she really gave up on herself.

I poured a glass of cold water hard and couldn't help but take a look at the beautiful pictures again. These detailed designs and overall compositions made me feel itchy just by looking at them. Why don't I do it for him?

He picked up his cell phone and he was slowing down several times, but the phone was never called out.

"Wait. She is also a person with requirements. I don't believe that anyone can see her. The more you see others' inferiority, the more you understand my goodness!"

He said this, but he felt very uneasy. The direct manifestation of his uneasiness was that he called Chen Wen: "Do you have a new design? I want to see it."

This sentence directly blows Chen Wen out of her comfortable bed.

"I haven't had the heart to design recently." Chen Wen said weakly.

"You are a designer and love Hanfu so much. Don't have finished products? You should always have semi-finished products. I want to see it. Maybe I can give you some suggestions."

Everyone has said this, but Chen Wen can't refuse it.

She silently looked through the designs stored in her phone. Fortunately, in order to design Hanfu, she imitated many of Ye Zihan's designs, so she picked three of her most satisfactory design drafts and sent them to Xiao Yu.

Half an hour later, Xiao Yu received three design drafts, one of which was a finished product and two semi-finished products. The semi-finished products were designed by herself, and the finished product was modified on Ye Zihan's design style. She believed that her modification was the finishing touch that added icing on the cake.

"You're too anxious to urge me. I've rushed out a finished product, but it's a bit rough." Chen Wen was steady and humble in character, waiting for Xiao Yu's praise, but the result...

"You are really too anxious. Not only are the design rough, but the painting lines are not smooth. Awen, the designer's pen has a soul, and you lack respect for it!"

Chen Wen:...

"And here, why is the piping of the wide-sleeved sleeves a lotus leaf shape? The originally simple and elegant design has become colorful and kitschy!"

Xiao Yu has always been strict, especially when it comes to Hanfu, he never has tolerated any sand in his eyes.

Chen Wen was used to his praise, and suddenly heard the words and his eyes were straightened. Looking at the design drawings, isn’t the broad-sleeved part the stroke she thought was a masterpiece? Why is it so vulgar? Why did it ruin this design? You can tell whether the lines are smooth or not, isn’t it just a few times?

"As for the other two semi-finished products, I don't want to comment, I really can't see any value or background!"

Hanfu is the most important thing. Obviously, Chen Wen has nothing at all. She just looks like a layman, and she draws a bunch of things that she thinks are Hanfu!

"Awen, do you really know how to design Hanfu?"

"I..." Chen Wen was both panicked and angry, wanting to make a case, but Xiao Yu no longer had the patience to listen.

After hanging up Chen Wen's phone, he stared at the colorful clothes and washed his eyes. Chen Wen was in a panic and wondered for the first time whether he could really replace Ye Zihan's position.

On the other end, Zhao Changhe was pulled out of the quilt by Liu Wei who stayed up late.

"No matter how confused you are, Ye Zihan is afraid that he doesn't even need to cooperate with us!"

Since he brought Ye Zihan out of Xiao Yu's Mingkexuan that day, Zhao Changhe has been depressed. To be precise, he has been quite depressed after being "snatched away from his love" by Pei Chunan.

Nothing could arouse his interest except Ye Zihan. Even the game settings he praised before only kept him popular for three days.

At this moment, when he heard Ye Zihan's name, the confused eyes really widened.

"What's wrong with her?"

Liu Wei threw the phone to him angrily: "Look at it myself, she openly recruits franchisees on Weibo! I thought our game would be her last trump card, but I didn't expect that this little vixen didn't put her hope on us at all. She participated in the talent show and promoted it herself. This attention is many times better than our shadowless game... Uh, where are you going, I haven't finished talking yet?"

Where could Zhao Changhe go? He jumped to the computer and opened the super star talent show he never watched. He was amazed by the flying dance without any surprise.

"This is just a primary competition. She has created such a thing. What exactly does she want to do?" Relying on others will die! Is Zhao Changhe so unreliable when he exhausts everything and finds a way out for himself?

Zhao Changhe slapped the table and walked into the studio. Gao Jie, who had been working for two hours, looked up and glanced at him: "Brother Zhao, if we don't work harder, we will really be abandoned by her."

As a partner, I can’t stand this kind of thing!

Ye Zihan had no idea how many people's dreams had been disturbed by her own tricks. After posting that Weibo post, she went to the body and didn't get up until eight o'clock in the morning.

In the restaurant, Pei Chunan was browsing the web page. When she saw her coming in, she generously praised: "Your hype is very successful."

Ye Zihan blinked, "What hype?"

Pei Chunan hung up the tablet to show her: "Using sky-high dance clothes to hype brands can indeed attract enough attention. In one night, your Weibo increased by 300,000 fans. The sky-high dance clothes without artificial operation has become the third hot search term." You should know that many little celebrities have to spend money to buy if they want to be on the hot search, and his little wife, just one Weibo and one price, successfully entered the top three hot searches.

This is probably a kind of talent.

Ye Zihan was unexpectedly expecting this hotness. She swallowed silently and asked for advice humbly: "Well, 880,000 is a sky-high price?"

Pei Chunan's heart was shocked, and her mind was rotating rapidly. Judging from the little guy's meaning, was she serious about the price?

"Is the price price too high?" Ye Zihan became more and more guilty.

I clicked it casually and someone actually called her accused of making money by ignoring her conscience.

Pei Chunan held her hand, stopped the unbearable comments, and said unconscience: "It's not expensive."

Someone supported him, and Ye Zihan was confident: "Yes, I think it's not expensive, they just don't know the goods!"

Seeing the little wife's angry face, Pei Chunan silently took a sip of herbal tea to suppress the evil spirit in her heart and gave a pertinent opinion: "Do you know how much the price of the high-end customization released by Chanel's chief designer, Carl Lagerfeld?"

"How can that be the same? He sells brand effects and design, and I sells craftsmanship. Do you know how much these painting pigments cost? Turquoise and lapis lazuli, I choose gem levels, and..."

Ye Zihan didn't continue to talk, and she suddenly understood what the problem was.

Not in this industry, even if you see the raw materials she uses, you will definitely not be able to see its true value. Even a knowledgeable genius like Pei Chunan has not been able to get to know, let alone ordinary people?
Chapter completed!