Chapter One: Unfulfilled Ambition

  Cami and Lin Xiao didn't leave, they sat in the living room. After a while, their mobile phones vibrated almost simultaneously three times, and quotes from the other three families had also been sent over.

  "1000, 1200, 1300." CAMI took a look and smiled, saying "Artists always have this kind of 'pocket money', this is your first time, but once you've had the first time, there's a second time."

  "Hmm, it's okay." Lin Xiao smiled, the pay for this kind of thing was low, but the price he got could match half of his salary for a play.

  However, who in the lower ranks would dare give him this price, he probably wouldn't even look at it before throwing it into the trash can, unless it's a top-notch director.

  He nodded "Not arrogant, not impatient, very good, wait, after a week, the company's department will give you a new estimate, which will directly affect your signing fee for the next film."

  She took another look at her phone "As for the interview, naturally the one with the higher price got it."

  Just as Hua Xia was rejoicing, Song Qingming directly slammed a fashion magazine onto the dressing table.

  A loud crash was heard and the cosmetics were knocked into disarray by that fashionable book.

  "Hey, Song Qingming, what kind of fire is this?" a stylist asked in surprise, looking at the fashionable book. "It's just a book, worth getting so angry about?"

  The book isn't worth getting angry over, but the people in it can infuriate me to death! Song Qingming glared fiercely at the book, his eyes reddening as if he was about to devour it alive.

  I am the last choice of Tian Guang! What is Lin Xiao?! The abandoned son of Tian Guang! I now have Zhao Qingya covering me! One play after another! Even someone specially tailored for me! But even so, I couldn't attract the attention of Fashionable Rui Li! You Lin Xiao, what virtue and ability do you have, to actually make three domestic fashion trendsetters do a cover shoot for you at the same time?!

  Thinking of this, he hated it so much that he almost bit his silver teeth to pieces. An abandoned son, and still the abandoned son he used to look down on the most, had actually done something he couldn't do, which made the resentment and jealousy in his heart swell up like a balloon.

  "I say, what's there to be angry about? Let's finish filming for today. I'll help you with your styling." The stylist said as she began to examine Song Qingming closely.

  "What about Little Wang? Isn't he in charge of my makeup?" Song Qingming asked in a low, suppressed tone.

  "He said he'd be late today, I'll cover for a while."

  Just as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open and a 24- or 25-year-old man rushed in panting. The stylist turned his head to look and laughed: "Xiao Wang, you've finally arrived."

  Song Qingming's mood was already bad, and he coldly turned his head to take a look. This one glance almost made him jump up in anger.

  Xiao Wang's face had eyeliner on it! And he even applied white lip gloss! His style was identical to Lin Xiao's!

  "You...!" In his extreme anger, he pointed at Little Wang, and for a moment, he couldn't say a word.

  "Song Ge, what's wrong with you?" Little Wang said in surprise, suddenly seeming to have a revelation. "Are you talking about my makeup? Ah, Song Ge, it's not me saying you, but you're also too unfashionable. Do you know how crazy the beauty salons around here went after the fashion trend came out three days ago? Now if I don't wear this kind of makeup, I'd be embarrassed to call myself a makeup artist."

  As Song Qingming's face turned darker and darker, the stylist seemed to have come to his senses a bit, and he hastily made eye contact with Xiao Wang.

  But Xiao Wang didn't notice at all and continued to say, "Those few cover photos are really stunning, I have no idea which company is lucky enough to sign such a creative artist. I'm telling you, if he develops in the fashion industry, he'll definitely be a new noble! This set of photos, although I don't know what others think, but my friends who know him are simply worshiping him to death."

  "Cough...cough..." The stylist finally couldn't help but remind him, "Alright, hurry up and put makeup on Song Ge."

  "Right away, Brother Li, take a look at my makeup! Does it look good?" Little Wang was completely unaware of the inappropriateness of the situation and excitedly said "I spent 40 minutes on it! Song Ge, do you want me to give you one too? Your looks will definitely have a great effect!"

  "Get out..."

  "What? What was that?" Little Wang thought he had misheard.

  "Get out! Get out of here! All of you get out!" Song Qingming bellowed.

  The stylist didn't say another word and immediately pulled Xiao Wang out.

  Song Qingming vaguely heard that when Xiao Wang went out, he was still muttering to himself, "Such good makeup, I don't know what kind of fire Brother Song has..."

  He almost crushed the armrest of the chair!

  Just then, the phone rang, he calmed down his anger that was about to erupt, picked up the phone and said "Hello?"

  "Song Qingming, I'm calling you specially."

  Listening to the familiar voice, he just reacted and didn't see the number under intense anger, it was his agent Xu Yunshan who called.

  "You must remember, Lin Xiao is the artist that Tian Guang abandoned. And you are the one Tian Guang chose, no matter what he's like now, it has nothing to do with Tian Guang anymore. You don't need to get angry for someone who isn't as good as you."

  Song Qingming gritted his teeth and nodded, coldly laughing in his heart, you really can talk big while standing without feeling any pain in your waist.

  "Also, Da Bao's new skincare product has been withdrawn and announced that it will be carefully considered, you should have a mental preparation."

  "What?! If just now was indignation, Song Qingming now only has a mind to kill."

  "Why?!"

  There was silence on the other end of the phone before he said "You should have guessed."

  "Bang!" Without waiting for the other person to finish speaking, Song Qingming ruthlessly hung up the phone.

  Great! You're doing great! His eyes almost spit out fire, staring at himself in the mirror.

  A discarded son actually dares to jump onto his own head! And he even dares to steal his own advertisement!

  "Lin Xiao, if I don't thoroughly defeat you in the entertainment industry! My surname won't be Song!"

  Time passed day by day, on the fourth day, CAMI once again summoned Lin Xiao to Huaxia.

  She smiled and handed over a form with four blue boxes on it, all of which were in an upward trend.

  The first grid only had a faint glimmer, but the second grid immediately rose to a large string, and then like stocks, it went all the way up, with an unstoppable momentum!

  "What's this?" Lin Xiao asked in puzzlement.

  "Your personal homepage traffic." CAMI burst out laughing "On the first day, your visits were 97, on the second day, you see for yourself."

  Lin Xiao picked it up and took a look, and he was also stunned for a moment.

  "Thirty-four thousand two hundred?" He looked at CAMI with a puzzled expression.

  "An increase of nearly 400%!" CAMI exclaimed "For a newcomer who hasn't even started promoting their first film, this is an absolutely astonishing number! Even with promotion, it's impossible to reach this figure!"

  "And then!" She pointed to the third grid "On the third day, 50,000 hits! On the fourth day, nearly 60,000! The traffic has been rising all along!"

  "What does this mean?"

  "This feedback is extremely good! Otherwise it would not be possible to rise continuously!" CAMI said "I can even guess that the result of this weekend will definitely be within an acceptable range!"

  "Who investigated this result? Is it reliable?"

  "Of course, it's the three magazines that have set up special hotlines and reply cards. Only fashion enthusiasts would dial these hotlines, and these people are the core consumers of China's fashion industry, and also your main customers!"

  Lin furrowed his brow and asked, "What if second-tier consumers can't accept it?"

  CAMI smiled and said, "It all depends on the direction of public opinion. However, as a newcomer jointly promoted by Fashion, Rui Li, and ILOOK, you don't have to worry at all. Remember, your main recognition comes from the top tier of Fashion. The second tier will follow suit once the top tier starts promoting. Even if public opinion doesn't lead the way, they'll naturally follow along."

  "Moreover." She smiled rather mysteriously. "Five advertising companies have approached you, wanting you to shoot a commercial for them, and these five companies are not small in scale, the price is also good."

  She handed over a form, Lin Xiao took a look and smiled.

  It's not just a small scale, these five companies, each one is renowned.

  "Olay soap advertisement, owned by Procter & Gamble, priced at 2500."

  "Colgate toothpaste advertisement, priced at 2000."

  "Da Bao moisturizing cream, priced at 1500."

  He looked at three companies and said, "Sister CAMI, I don't understand this advertising stuff, you just choose one."

  He really doesn't understand, in his past life he didn't have any opportunity for advertising.

  Cami smiled slyly, pointing to a line and saying "As for me, I've already made my choice, it's this one."

  Lin Xiao followed her hand and took a look "Dabao moisturizing cream? This price is the lowest among the five, right?"

  "But this ad was originally supposed to be shot by Song Qingming." CAMI smiled at him, "If you don't shoot it, I can choose another one. Shu Fu Jia has the highest bid, choosing them would be fine. Anyway, it's not like it's going to be reported."

  "Oh?" Lin Xiao raised an eyebrow "If so, then why don't you perform?"

  Just then, his mobile phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Li Hao's number, but the voice on the other end was He Lanyun's.

  "How did Li Hao's phone end up in your hands?" he asked with a smile.

  "Lin Ge, don't ask about this first! Quickly turn on the TV and watch the entertainment channel!" He Lan Yun's voice said urgently.

  Cami frowned and took Lin Xiao to a room with a TV, just as they turned it on and switched to the entertainment channel. A woman in her 40s was talking eloquently on screen.

  The host, a woman in her mid-twenties, smiled as she picked up a book. "Recently, China's three most influential fashion magazines, ILOOK, Fashion, and Ruili, have jointly released a set of photos. As for this set of photos, what kind of situation has it triggered? Has it become the starting point for a new trend? Let's take a look at a few scenes."

  The TV screen behind the host suddenly changed to a shot of a beauty salon, with two large Chinese characters "Huang Guan" (Crown) immediately telling all the audience that this is Beijing's most famous beauty salon, specializing in serving fashionable high-end people. No VIP card, no entry, and of course, ordinary people can't afford the price.

  The camera was aimed at the entrance, just right, a young woman wearing a black leather jacket and knee-high boots walked out of the store with a clatter.

  Lin Xiao laughed because he saw that the woman's face was painted with very thick makeup, extremely thick eyeliner, skin that had been whitened to an extreme degree, and black-red lips. Her hair was also pulled up high, revealing her forehead.

  Although makeup is different, the same intense contrast has already told him that this style has been circulating in the fashion circle.