Me: "!!!"
Rong Bo: "Do you know why your father doubts you?"
Me: "He has old - fashioned ideas."
Rong Bo: "That's just your excuse."
I got angry. "What?!"
Rong Bo: "If others doubt you, it means you're not qualified enough in their eyes."
My competitive spirit was instantly aroused. "I, Xing Zai, am full of courage. Come on, tell me your plan!"
The day after I was removed from the list.
It was reported online that the parent company of WM was about to sell 60% of its equity for $800 million to an investment company in New York.
After many people got the news, they sighed with emotion. WM was going to change hands.
More observant people noticed that this investment company was under the Rong Group, and the behind - the - scenes boss was Rong Bo.
So the on - lookers came up with some bold speculations. Interesting guesses started to spread on the Internet, mostly centering around the subtle connection between my fashion show and the acquisition.
The next day, I was back on the model list for WM's spring - summer new product fashion show. It was also announced that I would officially serve as the brand ambassador for the Asia - Pacific region from then on.
As soon as the news came out, Xing Zai topped the hot search list for another day.
At home, I was beaten up by my dad for a whole day.
Finally, my dad got tired from beating me. "You ungrateful girl! So what? You think you're amazing just because your boyfriend is backing you up? You dare to go against your old man! Get out! I don't have a daughter like you!"
Me: "If you dare to kick me out of the house, I'll—"
My dad: "What will you do!"
Me: "I'll move in with Rong Bo!"
My dad was stunned for a moment. "Forget it. Pretend I didn't say anything. Come back, come back."
Me: …
Soon, the chief planner of WM found me. After meeting in the company, she took out the fashion show plan she had made for me before.
I took a look and said, "This is too plain."
Chief planner: "…"
Previously, since it was just a guest appearance for fun, for the sake of safety, the cute style was chosen. Even if there were deficiencies and mistakes, they were not easy to spot.
But now that things had made such a big stir and everyone was watching, I had to go all out to make my dad recognize Xing Zai's charm.
I crossed out the original "cute sweetheart" style. Then I scrolled through the screen and stopped at the extremely challenging one - "wild empress".
The chief planner went crazy. "Miss Song, this is a huge challenge. If it goes wrong, it'll be a laughingstock."
Of course I knew.
When I was a beauty blogger before, I had all kinds of looks. But there were always people doubting me. No matter how sexy I dressed, I always had a face that looked like a high - school student's.
No matter how wild I was, at most I could only get the title of "innocent yet seductive".
So I asked the experts, "I want to secretly become beautiful and then amaze everyone."
The chief planner was about to cry. "There's less than a month left. You know how difficult this is. It'll be a hell - like training!"
It was just a month. I said disdainfully, "Bring it on. Don't spare me just because I'm a delicate flower."
That night, I sent the sketch of the new look to Rong Bo. "Is this too revealing?"
The iceberg gave me an extremely domineering answer. "You don't even have to wear anything. You don't need to ask me."
So cool!
He didn't just treat me like a girlfriend.
He didn't even treat me like a woman.
Since he told me to go all out, I couldn't let him down.
I hired the personal fitness coach of international supermodels at a high price. He frowned when he saw me. "Baby fat."
I knew that besides my collagen - filled face, I also had a bit of baby fat on my face. This was the "culprit" that made me look "innocent" no matter how I did my makeup.
But losing weight was so hard.
How could I live without meat?
Fitness coach: "You can eat meat."
Me: "Great!"
Fitness coach: "Boiled chicken breast. One meal a day."
Me: !!!
So, a meat - eater started to eat grass every day for her dream and endured a hard life.
Rong Bo even checked on me. "I heard you've been a vegetarian every day?"
I replied pitifully, "Yes, to lose ten pounds."
Rong Bo: "Come on."
I was super touched. "Thank you for your strong support, ally!"
Then Rong Bo sent: [Braised spare ribs.JPG]
Rong Bo: [Sweet and sour squirrel - fish.JPG]
Rong Bo: [Beef in golden soup.JPG]
Me: You brute!!!
Half a month passed. I successfully lost five pounds. Looking at myself in the mirror, wow, that bit of baby fat was almost gone. My facial lines were much clearer, and the contours of my facial features were more three - dimensional. Besides being sweet, I had unconsciously added a touch of femininity.
After I ate a basin of grass with tears in my eyes, I went for body shape training.
The body shape coach always scolded me. "Your waist isn't thin enough! Your butt isn't perky enough! Your chest isn't upright enough!"
I had to do those high - difficulty shaping yoga poses over and over again, challenging the limits of human beings.
It was really hell.
Sweat splashed onto the mat like a heavy rain.
These days, my back was as straight as a pen when I slept.
Even my mom praised me. "Your temperament has improved a lot recently. You don't slouch anymore. You walk with more energy. Did you go to the army to practice standing at attention?"
Me: …
Sis.
It wasn't the army.
It was the result of spending a lot of money.
But the most expensive one was the teacher who taught me the catwalk.
I don't know what method Rong Bo used, but he invited He Xiao, a supermodel with the best catwalk in the international fashion industry in the past ten years. She was the master of the scissor - leg walk and was 1.8 meters tall.
I always thought I was going to walk the catwalk, but it turned out to be the cross - leg scissor - leg walk.
He Xiao's catwalk was steady, accurate, and powerful, full of momentum.
After watching me walk a lap, He Xiao said with a smile, "Compared with supermodels, you're not tall. If you don't have any momentum, what are you going to show on stage? Your short height, sister?"
Me: …
I walked according to He Xiao's guidance for an afternoon. I was scolded by the sister until I doubted my life. "Your steps are crooked and unsteady. Haven't you eaten? Twist your waist and hips! Be more seductive! Make your eyes colder! Look at these trash in the audience!"
Me: !!!
Fine.
The tears I'm shedding now are the water that got into my head when I made this choice.
The chief planner seemed to think my life wasn't hellish enough. She actually suggested a little creative idea and asked me, "Do you have any special skills?"
Me: "Makeup?"
Chief planner: "I mean a talent that can amaze everyone when you show it during the fashion show."
Me: "Skateboarding?"
Chief planner: "No."
Then she thought for a while. "Archery?"
Me: "I've practiced it for a few years."
Chief planner made a gesture of a ten - meter range. "How many rings?"
Me: "Bull's - eye every time."
Chief planner: "Hehe."
Don't believe me?
Let's have a competition.
There's an archery range on the first floor of my house.
I showed her.
I shot four arrows in a row, all hitting the bull's - eye.
The chief planner clapped her hands. "Then I'll add it to the fashion show program."
Me: !!!
No way.
I asked, "Who am I going to shoot at?"
Chief planner: "It depends on the situation on - site. We'll tell you then. Don't worry. We'll make special treatment on the arrowheads so that the guests won't be accidentally injured."
Me: …
Sure enough, it's WM.
So thrilling and exciting.
I went for a rehearsal the night before the fashion show.
After I put on the clothes, I took a selfie in front of the mirror.
Wow.
I was extremely beautiful.
I had straight shoulders, a plump chest, a slender waist, a perky butt, and long legs. My perfect body proportion and compact curves successfully made people ignore my height of 163 cm.
I couldn't help showing off and sent the photo to Rong Bo. [Hey, ally, am I beautiful?]
Rong Bo replied, [You're going to wear this tomorrow?]
I was puzzled. [What's wrong?]
Didn't he say I didn't even have to wear anything?
I at least had some fabric on me.
It took Rong Bo a long time to reply. "[…It's nothing.]"