Huayu: Starting from an Unemployed Male Model

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"We traveled and stopped frequently along the way."

Following the trail of the boy's drifting journey

"The moment before stepping out of the station"

"I was somewhat hesitant."

Tian Xi hummed a little tune and skipped home.

"Xiao Tian, ​​what's making you so happy?" Uncle Chen from next door said with a smile as he looked at Tian Xiwei.

"Uncle Chen, how did you know I was on TV?" Tian Xi stared wide-eyed, a hint of smugness and cunning in her eyes.

"Did I...did I ask such a question?" Uncle Chen next door suppressed his smile, looking helpless and bewildered. "What TV show are you going to be on? Let me see."

Tian Xiwei pulled her backpack to her chest, unzipped it, took out a white tablet computer, turned on the screen, played the video in full screen, turned up the volume, and handed it to Uncle Chen. "This is it."

Uncle Chen took out his reading glasses from the pocket of his old-fashioned patterned shirt, put them on, and watched the video carefully.

Inside, Tian Xiwei is doing stretching exercises and running on the playground track, and the last shot is of her looking back and smiling.

As Uncle Chen watched, Tian Xiwei enthusiastically explained, "This video has over a million likes; it's gone viral."

Fearing he might not understand how impressive it was, Tian Xiwei added, "That means tens of millions of people have seen it, and some shopping malls are playing this music video now."

Uncle Chen couldn't see anything particularly impressive about him, but he still showed his support and offered plenty of emotional value: "Little Tian is really great, the Tian family is going to produce a big star in the future."

"Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Chen," Tian Xi said, her eyes crinkling with a smile, revealing her dimples. "I have to go home now. I wish you good health and happiness every day."

Uncle Chen looked at Tian Xiwei, who was rushing home, with a face full of relief and emotion.

"Mom, I'm home."

As soon as Tian Xiwei got home, she threw her backpack onto the sofa, smelled the aroma of braised pork wafting from the kitchen, and scurried inside in her slippers.

Tian Xiwei came to her mother's side, licked her lips, looked at the sizzling braised pork, her saliva almost dripping down her face, took a pair of chopsticks from the dishwasher and started picking them up.

Mother Tian raised the spatula to block him, glancing at him and saying, "What are you doing? It's not fully cooked yet, you little glutton."

Tian Xi pouted slightly: "It's all Mom's fault, the dishes you cooked smelled so good and looked so tempting."

Tian's mother smiled broadly at her daughter's praise: "Didn't you say you were going shopping with your classmates and would be back late?"

"Didn't I submit my campus video to that celebrity Wei Jun before? Guess what? It got selected for a music video. Your daughter is about to become famous."

"Really? Someone would be interested in someone like you?"

"If you don't believe me, I'll go get it and show you." Tian Xiwei hurriedly went back to the living room to retrieve her tablet, then returned to the kitchen and played her own video clip. "See, I wasn't lying."

Mother Tian turned down the heat, wiped her hands on her apron, then picked up the tablet and squinted at it, saying, "Wow, my kid actually made it on TV!"

Tian Xi pursed her lips slightly, shook her head, and said with a hint of pride, "Mom, you have no idea how many people submit their work. I was chosen because I have talent."

Tian Xiwei looked like she wanted to praise me.

After looking at her for a dozen seconds, Tian's mother deliberately teased, "With your round face, you think you can be chosen? It seems Wei Jun's taste isn't very good."

"Mom, if you keep doing this, I won't talk to you anymore," Tian Xi twisted her body slightly, her eyes darting around. "Didn't you watch 'We Are In Love' on Jiangsu TV a few months ago, saying that Wei Jun is tall, handsome, and has good taste?"

"You little brat, you've even learned to talk back."

"I was wrong," Tian Xiwei put away her tablet, hugged her mother's arm, and twisted her body. "By the way, Mom, I want to go to Shanghai as soon as possible."

Mother Tian frowned: "Isn't school supposed to start in September? Why go so early?"

"Going sooner will help you adapt to the big city environment sooner," Tian Xi said, her eyes darting left and right.

"You need to discuss this with your father; I can't make the decision."

"If you promise, Dad will definitely promise," Tian Xi said, gently shaking her mother's arm. "My dear mother, the most adorable and gentle mother in the world, please promise me."

"You took care of all the housework until we went to Shanghai." Tian's mother finally gave in, unable to resist her daughter's pleading.

"Received." Tian Xiwei saluted like a kitten.

......

Yuli Restaurant, Shanghai.

"What are you dawdling for, Yang Chaoyue? Do you even want to keep your job?" The foreman stood with his hands on his hips, glaring at her.

"I wasn't dawdling. I just moved the teppanyaki grill to the kitchen," Yang Chaoyue retorted loudly.

"You dare talk back? Believe me or not, I'll report you to the manager and have you docked your pay." The foreman sneered, shaking his phone.

"Report it! Who's afraid of who? I'm reporting you for leaving your post during work hours and stealing restaurant ingredients to take home..." Yang Chaoyue raised her head and looked at the supervisor defiantly.

"You're lying, I didn't!" the supervisor said angrily.

"Whether it's true or not, you know in your heart."

The two's argument attracted the attention of other people in the restaurant, who cast strange glances their way.

"Hmph, go back to work first, I'll deal with you later." The foreman felt a little guilty seeing so many people watching, and quickly ended the farce.

Yang Chaoyue ignored her and silently went to clear the table.

"Hello, did you film the music video for 'The Wind Rises'?" A young female customer next to Yang Chaoyue stared blankly at her.

Yang Chaoyue looked up and replied, "Yes, what's wrong?"

The female customer looked delighted and said to her boyfriend beside her, "I told you it was her, but you didn't believe me."

Then, turning to look at Yang Chaoyue, he said, "Sister, do you know what? You're famous now."

Yang Chaoyue looked completely bewildered and pointed at herself: "I'm famous? How is that possible? I look so disheveled."

"You still don't believe me?" The female customer took out her phone from her pocket, swiped to show a video, "Look at this video, it has millions of views."

Yang Chaoyue stared wide-eyed at herself in the music video: "When did I become so beautiful?"

"Is this what you're focusing on? Look at the comments." The female customer was both amused and exasperated. Shouldn't she be looking at how popular she is?

"Oh." Yang Chaoyue then looked at the comments seriously.

There are many comments about her, some of which are relatively highly praised.

For example, "Who is this girl with the ponytail who is acting opposite Wei Jun in the blue and white school uniform? She looks so pure and sweet." "I need all her information in three seconds." "The girls in Wei Jun's music video are all youthful and beautiful, but this one looks like my first love."

Yang Chaoyue covered her mouth, her eyes were red, and blue veins appeared on the back of her fair hands.

She applied to be a music video actor without really understanding what was going on, passed the audition without really understanding what was going on, and even got to film a music video. Her initial thought was to change her lifestyle.

She originally wanted to relieve her bad mood, make some money and improve her living standards. She also thought she would become famous when filming the music video, but when she saw a bunch of beautiful and professional actors invited by the crew, she suddenly lost confidence.

She thought that with her "ordinary" appearance, she would blend into the crowd, but the result was beyond her expectations.

"Can I take a picture with you?" The young female customer looked at Yang Chaoyue expectantly.

"Okay, we need to hurry, or it won't look good if the boss sees it."

After receiving Yang Chaoyue's reply, the female customer turned on the camera mode, approached Yang Chaoyue, and snapped a few photos, changing her pose several times.

During this time, guests gradually recognized Yang Chaoyue and vied to take photos with her. Just as she was basking in everyone's compliments and photos, the manager came over.

Yang Chaoyue's expression changed, and she stood solemnly to the side. The manager waved for her to come over.

"Manager Wang, I'm sorry, I..." Yang Chaoyue rubbed her hands tightly.

Manager Wang waved his hand to interrupt: "Chaoyue, how long have you been here?"

"It's been over a month, hasn't it?" Yang Chaoyue replied.

"Would you be interested in being a junior supervisor?" Manager Wang asked with a smile.

"What about the previous foreman?"

"She? She deserted her post and stole ingredients; she's been fired."

"Well, Manager Wang, I'm very sorry, but I might have to quit after this week," Yang Chaoyue said, making up her mind.

"Why?" Manager Wang asked gently, showing no anger at her refusal.

"I want to change my lifestyle."

Manager Wang thought for a moment and decided not to try to persuade you to stay: "Since you've already made your decision, I won't keep you. The restaurant will pay you three months' salary, but there might be some publicity saying you worked at this restaurant..."

"Chaoyue, from now on, this place will always be open for you. You can come back anytime."

"Thank you, Manager Wang." Yang Chaoyue bowed at a 90-degree angle.

......

Similar situations occurred not only with Bai Mengyan, Tian Xiwei, and Yang Chaoyue, but also with Zhou Ye, Wang Churan, Zhang Jingyi, and many other lucky individuals who made the list.