Huayu became famous overnight

Chapter 93 Is there really something wrong with my aesthetic sense?
Three minutes of effort.

Goodbye, Jingtian went back alone.

"Teacher Xu, I'm sorry, I apologize on her behalf..." Jing Tian said stiffly.

She had always been treated with courtesy wherever she went, but today was the first time she had received such treatment.

Instead of being angry, he felt that Xu Ming was very professional.

"You don't have to say sorry to me. You didn't do anything wrong. As for her, I don't plan to forgive her either."

Xu Ming frowned and asked, "Who designed this outfit for you?"

Dressed in a youthful student outfit, he looked quite energetic, but he failed to fully bring out the other party's strengths.

"Ah, this is the styling design that my company asked someone to do for me." Jingtian said confusedly.

I don't know what's wrong with the way I'm dressed.

"come over."

Xu Ming has somewhat figured out this girl's temper.

They are the type who will just walk away when led, and will reflect on themselves when scolded. Even if it is not their fault, they will subconsciously blame themselves.

In the final analysis, I just don't have much of an opinion.

It has been too completely protected in the greenhouse.

"Oh."

Jingtian didn't ask what the other party was doing, but just followed behind obediently.

The company has a special dressing room.

"This one, this one, and this one."

Xu Ming picked out a retro cheongsam, an evening gown, and a hollow pearl silk skirt and handed them to Jing Tian: "Try them all on."

"Now?" Jingtian hesitated.

"Where's the stylist? Come here. After she changes her clothes, curl her hair and match her jewelry. Take pictures of all three outfits for comparison. I want them to look luxurious. Do you understand?"

Xu Ming did not answer Jing Tian's question, but gave instructions to the stylist who had hurried over.

The latter nodded repeatedly.

Jingtian pursed his lips, holding his clothes and went into the dressing room.

"Once the styling is done, bring her over to see me."

After Xu Ming finished explaining, he left the dressing room.

In his opinion, he was just fully expressing his respect for the financial backer.

After all, we gave five million in sponsorship.

The previous talk of returning it was purely to scare people.

No matter who he is against, he can never be against money.

When he returned to the office, Guo Fan had received the message and was already waiting at the door.

"Mr. Xu, it's almost time for the top five to be reduced to the top three," Guo Fan reminded.

"I know." Xu Ming nodded.

"Naza hasn't withdrawn from the competition yet." Guo Fan continued to remind.

Xu Ming was stunned and frowned, "Why haven't you retired yet? Didn't you say you can retire if you're in the top five?"

"Naza's popularity is too high. She is now on par with Miss Jing. We are worried that if we suddenly withdraw from the competition, there will be big problems, so we dare not take the next step."

Guo Fan hesitated and said, "I mentioned this to you, but you were busy filming and didn't seem to notice it."

This was a very tactful statement, but in reality Xu Ming didn't take it to heart at all.

He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the interpretation of Liu Zi.

After all, in his opinion, the school beauty contest is just a clear pork-dividing meeting. Everyone from top to bottom is his own people, so what could go wrong?
The only thing I didn't expect was that the cake was so big that everyone would be afraid to act rashly.

"What's the specific situation now?" Xu Ming asked. "Since most contestants from other schools have been eliminated, most of these netizens are unwilling to support students from art schools, so they all gathered around Nazha."

Guo Fan paused, "Naza's votes have now exceeded four million, and she is only 100,000 behind Miss Jing. These are all votes cast spontaneously by netizens."

Jingtian’s votes are due to operational and financial support, which netizens can actually feel.

Perhaps it was because they felt it that they all ran to support Nazha and wanted to help her win the championship.

"Where is Ni Ni?" Xu Ming asked.

"Currently ranked third, with 2.86 million votes, and it is steadily increasing." Guo Fan said.

Xu Ming scratched his head.

Ni Ni, whom he personally selected, was left behind in third place due to the company's operations.

Hiss~ Is there really something wrong with my aesthetic sense?

"Naza's withdrawal is necessary, and this cannot be changed, otherwise the ending of this competition will not be profound enough, but the method can be changed appropriately."

Xu Ming set the tone right from the start, just like Chuanwu’s death in “Crossing the Guandong”.

Some characters can only become more sublime after death.

"As soon as the top three are announced, we will take the initiative to announce that Nazha has withdrawn from the competition because she is not a student."

"At this time, there will definitely be conspiracy theories among netizens. Don't wait for them to post it. We should post it first. Is there something shady going on? Are we being suppressed by the organizers because we don't have any background? Are we being oppressed by capital because we withdrew from the competition? And so on. We should guide netizens to sympathize with Nazha."

"Aren't all of Nazha's fan accounts our company's? Let them lead others to petition, saying that the organizers are unfair and that Nazha must get everything she deserves."

Xu Ming paused, looked at Guo Fan who was stunned, and said unhappily: "I've been talking for a long time, take notes, don't forget it later."

We also have to thank the purity of the current Internet environment. Most entertainment companies have not yet figured out how to use the Internet.

His style of play is barely workable.

Otherwise, in the future environment, there will be too many noisy voices and forces from all sides to consume the energy of netizens.

The cost and price of guiding them would be much higher than it is now.

"I have it all memorized. Really. If you don't believe me, I'll recite it to you again."

As Guo Fan spoke, he began to recite Xu Ming's plan, exactly as it was.

The latter's eyelids twitched when he heard this.

Okay, you are awesome, no wonder you can kick open the door to science fiction movies, you are indeed different from ordinary people.

Xu Ming ignored Guo Fan's eyes that were begging for praise and continued, "We should keep silent at first, and when the voices gradually grow louder, we can say that we are all following the rules and we must seek fairness for the rights and interests of other contestants."

"Hey, now we can arrange for the top three supporters to fight each other."

"When the fight reached its peak, we were forced to use Nazha, giving netizens the illusion that they were so powerful that they actually defeated capital. Without them, Nazha would not be able to go far in the entertainment industry in the future."

Snapped.

Xu Ming clapped his hands.

"It's a great success. Everyone from the competition to the contestants can share in the popularity. Netizens are also very happy and enjoy the youth of fighting all night long, and they also defeat capital by the way."

"This is an event that makes everyone happy. Even if there is hype, I think it is well-intentioned hype."

Guo Fan was dazed as he digested the plan his boss had proposed.

Suddenly I had the urge to hit this guy on the head with a brick.

You played everyone around in circles, and in the end you called it well-intentioned. This is not worthy of being a xx but a self-praise.

When he thought about the possibility that he might be caught up in this kind of hype without knowing it, he couldn't help but shudder: "The Internet is really scary."

"Haha, there will be more such things in the future, and netizens will evolve accordingly. Besides, even without the Internet, there were media and history books in the early years. Who can tell the difference between truth and falsehood in this world?"

Xu Ming suddenly thought of Liuzi and "Let the Bullets Fly" and shook his head.

Damn it, we can’t let that old guy Jiang Wen get infected.

(End of this chapter)