Train her to become a beauty that men in high society strive for.
"Woman, these two words themselves are your greatest weapon, do you understand?"
Facing the good-looking "teacher" who was well-dressed, Shangguan Xuanyue nodded lightly.
In the past few days, she has overturned everything she has learned in textbooks in her life. From makeup to walking and posture, from talking to flower arrangement and tea ceremony, she has been taught by leaders from all walks of life day by day.
.
Fortunately, she is intelligent by nature. Even if she is not good at what she learns, she still knows a few things. And this one or two is enough.
"A qualified lover cannot put herself first. But a courtesan can!"
Seeing the "teacher"'s lips opening and closing, Shangguan Xuanyue sighed bitterly in his heart.
It turns out that being a lover is not that easy after all.
Especially the kind she is about to become - a high-end lover, it is even more difficult to be a high-end lover. And what are these things she said, and what does it have to do with a social butterfly!
"Don't look at me with your unclear eyes. There needs to be just the right amount of invitation, tenderness, and charm in your eyes! You must always remember that you are not a lover, you are just a lover.
Just an expensive social butterfly!"
This "teacher" was obviously dissatisfied with the "ignorant" look in Shangguan Yuanyue's eyes just now. His hands, painted in red, were gently separated and placed on the waist.
Even if it is a typical gesture of a shrew scolding the street, she makes it very charming.
Shangguan Yuanyue is not unimpressed with admiration, and this admiration is not at all contemptuous.
She didn't care at all whether the teacher had come from the past. Even if he was, she couldn't tell whether a woman had embarked on this road of no return because of vanity and love for money.
Because the path everyone takes is their own choice.
Others have never been able to interfere. Just like her, she chose such a "simple" and quick way to become rich.
Yan Hongyu looked at the startled little face of the girl in front of her and suddenly changed her previous harsh tone.
"Little girl, in our industry, who wouldn't bang his head through the wall and only compromise after knowing the pain?"
Just these words instantly fixed Shangguan Yuanyue's soul on the cross.
She looked at the teacher blankly for a minute before saying, "Don't worry, I have no way out."
Yan Hongyu was frightened by the desolation in her eyes. She couldn't help but think of herself when she was eighteen years old.
But this is the reality of society. She has no sympathy at all. Because sympathy is not worth a penny!
"That's it for the morning classes. In the afternoon, there's clothing class..." She paused, then looked at the girl and frowned. "You go have something to eat first. Men don't like women who are too thin, because they make them feel stressed.
It will make you panic when you are under me."
After that, she left Pingting.
Shangguan Yuanyue blushed for a while because of her words, but still went to eat obediently.
***
"As a woman, no matter what your status is, you must dress appropriately. As a social butterfly, your dress must be fashionable! You can stick to any style, avant-garde, modern, punk, lady... it all works. But
You must remember that exposure is not sexy. Late stand, tell me about your understanding of sexy." Yan Hongyu's beautiful face shone under the light, but her words hit the point.