Huayu: Starting from an Unemployed Male Model

Tian Xiwei held up her pink patterned phone, which had a small mirror on the back, and cheered as she filmed a video.

"Wei Jun, look here!"

Seeing that Wei Jun hadn't heard her, Tian Xiwei could only shout at the top of her lungs again, "Brother Wei Jun, I've been in your music video!"

The noise at the scene was so loud and chaotic, it sounded like thousands of ducks were quacking. Wei Jun didn't hear what the Taiqing fans were saying at first, and could only smile and wave all the way.

As he approached the event booth, Wei Jun clearly heard a spicy snack voice shouting, "Brother Wei Jun, I've been in your music video!" He turned around and saw that it was Tian Xiwei, a rising star in the future.

He looked at Tian Xiwei, who was jumping around excitedly, and smiled knowingly.

Wei Jun suddenly felt playful. He walked up to Tian Xiwei, pointed at her phone case, and then brought his face close to the small mirror on the phone case, pretending to fix his hair while looking in the mirror. Before leaving, he raised his right hand to his cheek and made a heart shape with his fingers.

As Tian Xiwei watched Wei Jun in the video recording, looking at his flawless, high-definition, unedited handsome face, watching him fix his hair and make a heart shape with his hands in front of the small mirror on his phone case, her breath caught in her throat and she almost fainted. Fortunately, her roommate next to her supported her.

"Lulu, did you see that? Wei Jun is looking in the mirror on my phone and even making a heart shape with his hands. I'm so happy!!!" Tian Xi covered her mouth, her eyes were wet, and her voice trembled with a hint of crying.

"My eyes aren't blind, of course I saw it," Xiao Lu, the roommate, was happy for her best friend's success in meeting her idol. "It was worth skipping class to come here."

"Sister, I also saw Jun Jun making a heart shape in front of you. I'm so envious!" A little fan next to her had a sticker with Wei Jun's name on her face and was holding a poster, looking at her with envy.

"I'm lucky." Tian Xi smiled foolishly, revealing dimples at the corners of her mouth.

"Hey, sister, could you send me the video?" The little fan added, afraid that Tian Xiwei wouldn't agree, "I'm willing to pay for it."

"No need," Tian Xiwei waved her hand repeatedly, "We're all in this together, I'll just send it to you directly."

"Thank you, sister, you're beautiful inside and out," the little fan said, taking out her phone. "Let's add each other on QQ, you send me the message, and I'll add you to my fan group."

"Okay." Tian Xi nodded in agreement.

After showing off his good looks, Wei Jun went straight to the Chow Sang Sang event booth, walked onto the stage, and waved to the fans below the stage.

The screams came in waves, each one louder than the last.

Wei Jun took the microphone from the host, tapped it lightly to test the sound, then bowed slightly to the fans in the audience before standing up and saying, "Hello everyone, I am Wei Jun. Thank you very much for coming to see me today."

Another scream erupted from the audience.

The female host was very experienced and had hosted many jewelry brand events. She started by praising the brand and its craftsmanship before smiling at Wei Jun and saying, "Hello, Wei Jun. You are here today as our brand ambassador. What are your thoughts?"

"It's an honor..." Wei Jun began to promote the brand.

"Do you usually wear jewelry?" the female host asked.

"Yes, especially for people like us who wear jewelry often," Wei Jun said, turning his face to show his diamond earrings to the fans in the audience.

The fans in the audience, gazing at that perfect profile, snapped photos with their phones and cameras.

After showing off the diamond earrings, Wei Jun raised his left hand, revealing a gold chain with fine lines: "Besides the earrings, I also like this gold chain."

"Why? Is there anything special about it?" the host chimed in at the opportune moment.

"The craftsmanship is excellent, and the chain has a unique pattern that makes it look particularly elegant when worn," Wei Jun paused, then added, "Most importantly, it retains and increases in value."

Just like me, it both preserves and increases in value. Of course, Wei Jun wouldn't say this out loud, as it would be too easy to cause trouble.

Wei Junxiu showed off the effect of wearing the bracelet. His fair, well-defined hands, paired with the fine gold chain, gave off a noble and natural feeling.

"I even did a special pose for this gold chain." Wei Jun raised his left hand and placed it next to his left cheek, making a heart shape with his cheek.

He was mischievous and cute, yet possessed a unique masculine charm.

Wei Jun chatted with the host about the brand for a while, then began to cooperate with the brand's photographer for a photoshoot, striking a few cool and handsome poses that elicited a chorus of croaks from the audience.

When the filming ended, some fans in the audience shouted that they hadn't seen enough, so Wei Jun had no choice but to walk to the front of the stage and pose for five photos with the fans.

With one hand in his pocket, he tilts his head back, his handsome eyes gazing intently, making a heart shape with his cheeks and hands.

He has both a handsome and dashing side and a playful and cute side, which greatly satisfies the fans' requirements.

While filming, Tian Xiwei laughed out loud, her eyes glued to Wei Jun the whole time, not missing a single detail. Not only did she film herself, but she also asked her roommate Xiao Lu to take out her phone and help her film. They took hundreds of unedited photos, until their phones got hot.

After the event, Wei Jun stepped down from the stage and, escorted by mall security guards, studio staff, and Chow Sang Sang brand manager, got into a car and left the mall.

The fans behind him were reluctant to part, and only saw him off for a short distance before stopping to go home, organize their materials, and admire his work.

However, the sudden popularity of a male artist with top-notch looks and a great singing voice can give rise to obsessive fans or paparazzi.

"Stop them!!!" The little fan who had just asked Tian Xiwei to post the video shouted at the top of her lungs.

"What's wrong? Who are they?" Tian Xi asked, her big eyes sparkling.

"They're paparazzi, I've seen them before," the little fan said impatiently, stamping her foot. "They'll stick to Junjun the whole time, trying to get the photos they want."

When Tian Xiwei heard how wicked they were, she flew into a rage, cursing under her breath, and rushed forward to stop the paparazzi.

"You bunch of idiots, you've got too much shit to eat and all you do is this kind of dirty stuff..."

......

On the return trip in the van, Wei Jun took the bottled water handed to him by Yang Chaoyue, unscrewed it, and gulped down several large mouthfuls before finally lying comfortably in the van.

"Boss, I never expected you to be so popular!" Yang Chaoyue described the scene with great enthusiasm. "There were so many fans that it gave me a huge shock. The shouts for you were so loud that my ears were ringing."

Wei Jun scoffed, "Calm down, it's just basic stuff."

"And boss, your female fans are quite pretty, especially the one with the pink phone case, she's super cute, like a little kitten," Yang Chaoyue tilted her head and thought for a moment, "I feel like I've seen her somewhere before."

Suddenly remembering something, Yang Chaoyue took out her phone, pulled up the music video for "The Wind Rises," and scrolled through the video until she saw a familiar face. "It's her, boss, do you know her?"

"I don't know him."

"You don't know her, yet you're interacting with her?" Yang Chaoyue suspected that her boss had taken a liking to the female fan.

"I don't know her in person, but I remember what she looks like. I picked her out from tens of thousands of short videos," Wei Jun glanced at Yang Chaoyue, "You're talking so much, are you not busy enough? Do you want me to give you some extra work?"

Yang Chaoyue shrank back in fear at Wei Jun's gaze, secretly thinking: He must have a crush on her but won't admit it. Heh, I know men too well.