Wen Nuan borrowed money from her friend Tang Mandong and temporarily housed her mother and Wen Jing. The mother and daughter rented a small apartment. She was the eldest of the family and had to bear the burden of the family. Fortunately, it was summer vacation and she did not need to go to school.
She stroked Wen Jing's head and said softly: "Xiao Jing, before school starts, my sister will definitely collect your tuition fees."
Wen Jing bit her lower lip stubbornly, remained silent, and Wen Nuan went out.
She is a student of the Acting Department of the Film Academy in City A. She will be in her second year after the summer vacation. She is in urgent need of money. Acting is not realistic for her. She has not officially signed a contract with any agency. One of her classmates is now a small celebrity.
A famous little star introduced her to audition, and if she succeeded, she could arrange for her to sign a contract. It was a costume drama, and she played a little girl. She didn't have many roles, but the audition was canceled and it was inappropriate.
Wen Nuan didn't care. She planned to go out and find some print ads, and she could also take on some small dramas. She was willing to do anything, as long as she could make money.
Tang Mandong has lent her a large sum of money, and she has to rely on herself for the rest.
Over the past few days, she had interviews with many companies. She wanted to take on a print advertisement, and those companies were all small advertising companies. She had a few good friends who introduced her to them.
Warm, tall, graceful and graceful, her face is pure and easy to color. If you want her to be romantic, she will be romantic, and if you want her to be innocent, she will be innocent.
The talks were going smoothly at first, and they were almost on the verge of signing the contract, but in the end they failed. Wen Nuan was not stupid. She knew that someone was blocking her behind the scenes. Apart from Fang Liucheng, she couldn't think of anyone else.
After walking all morning, bumping into walls everywhere, Wen Wen sat dejectedly outside the square, eating the cheapest bread to satisfy her hunger. Her friends from the past had called one by one, but except for Man Dong, no one could help her, even if they wanted to help her.
The destruction of Fangliucheng.
Her heart is bitter, but she always has a smile. She is an optimistic and strong girl. Her smile is exactly the same as her name.
I was about to pack my things and go to another advertising company for an audition when I suddenly saw a picture like this appearing on the big screen in the square. A luxurious room, a gorgeous bed, a woman lying on the bed, half-naked back, and a head of hair like clouds.
A pillow was spread out. In black and white, the embroidered butterfly on the shoulder was bright and eye-catching, and the camera was zoomed in.
It was a very short advertisement of more than ten seconds, with close-ups of half-naked women, accompanied by beautiful music. Finally, four bottles of Butterfly series perfume appeared in the camera, and the only line was.
5203, I love you, come to me.
This is a very beautiful perfume advertisement. 5203 is originally the Tranquil Butterfly series of women's perfume. With the butterfly on the woman's shoulder, and such a line, it has a kind of temptation, tempting ladies to take the initiative to look for perfume.
It is extremely sensational and undoubtedly an extremely creative advertisement.
However, the warmth is like being struck by lightning.
That woman is clearly her.
This is an advertisement, but an introduction was accidentally inserted, "This is an advertisement personally designed and shot by Ye Feimo, the president of Anning International Group, for the newly launched Butterfly 5203 series of perfumes. Miss, do you remember 5203?"
Maybe others don't know what the last sentence means, but the warmth is like a thunderclap.
The person that night was... Ye Feimo?
"Wow, what a beautiful picture."
"That line is so sensational!"
"This doesn't look like an advertisement at all, but more like... implying something, right?" A woman said softly, "What does that woman have to do with advertising? How can anyone shoot a perfume advertisement like this?"
"That being said, it's true..."
Nuan Nuan's mind went blank, and he drifted towards the bus stop like a ghost.
