The Goddess is Sweet and Aloof-Chapter 153 - 154 Shooting_1
Chapter 153: Chapter 154 Shooting_1
Chapter 153 -154 Shooting_1
Xiaren halted, her deep dark eyes focused on her, then she chuckled abruptly. “Miss Nie, you came over to call someone base, are you trying to show everyone how much you bid for yourself at the table? Trashy? Are you esteemed? Just a few pounds of meat is expensive, you feel proud and started showing off, right?”
Nie Yitong still looked as narrow-minded as before. If it were a new artist with poor resilience, they would have been scared to stay within the circle.
Unfortunately for her, the person she met was Qiao Xiaren, an experienced artist from her previous life.
“How, how dare you talk to me this way?” Nie Yitong looked upset, apparently disbelieving. At the end of the day, she was just a seventeen-year-old girl, shouldn’t she be anxious and try to please me?”
“Miss Nie has the audacity to use the word ‘trashy’. Hence it is clear how unrestrained Miss Nie can behave without any cameras around. No need for hypocrisy. I acknowledge you as my senior and must respect you, but it’s a shame that you started off by calling me trashy. I could have let it slide. We could have followed our own ways and let it be. But Miss Nie just had to block my way, so don’t blame me for biting back.”
We live for the thrill in this world. Xiaren, living a stolen life, was longing for the shining stage, to be a bright star, but that doesn’t mean she could tolerate anyone’s disparagement.
Sometimes, trashy people are just that. The more you flatter and please them, the more conceited they become and start bullying you.
The make-up artist by Xiaren’s side was scared and tugged at her sleeve uncontrollably.
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Nie Yitong and Shen Ruyin were different; she had powerful backing. If offended, she could make things difficult. Seeing the fear in the make-up artist, Nie Yitong sneered contemptuously.
“Qiao Xiaren, you have quite the nerve. How headstrong and ignorant of the young! You’ve really done it this time, Qiao Xiaren. Just wait and see. I’ll make you regret what you said!”, she threatened.
Nie Yitong took a deep breath, understanding this person was not worth thinking about. How could someone like her survive in showbiz?
Only much later she realized how fortunate for someone to be able to focus on their stage dream—they always have a strong supporter behind them, clearing all the dirty rules and filth in the dark for them.
“All right, I’m waiting for you to kick me out of the entertainment industry,” Qiao Xiaren’s lips curled up in a defiant smile. “Just don’t take too long, because I’m rather busy, my dear Miss Nie.”
With that said, Qiao Xiaren brushed past. There was not a trace of fear on her face, it was unclear whether it was a sign of youthful ignorance or deep-seated insight.
Nie Yitong clenched her fingers again, a cold gleam flickering in her eyes.
——
Golden sunlight created a beautiful halo on the monitor screen.
Li Li had his eyes glued to the monitor, a megaphone still in hand.
“Scene one, action!”
In front of the camera, Qiao Xiaren had transformed into a high school student, her clean, fresh ponytail slung over her left shoulder. Dressed in a school uniform and carrying a backpack, she stood by the stairs.
As the camera moved closer, her flawless, youthful face appeared, tilted to the sky—she was smiling, a clear and radiant smile that lit up the world. She was the bright and warm color in the lens.
Her smile, spontaneously inspiring and warm, made people yearn for their youthful days.
All the crew on set held their breath, not wanting to miss every expression and gesture of hers.
Her long eyelashes cast an attractive shadow on her eyelids. Perhaps she was bored from waiting, she stretched out her delicate fingers and started counting the floors, the stairs, and then the leaves.
