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Sheâs heard that Jian Baiyouâs works were very difficult to buy on the market, and they were snatched almost as soon as they came out. There were even a lot of rich people who have spent a lot of money to buy it out, just to enjoy that edition of the season for themselves, it was simply an industry legend. A general landmark of the AV world.
Qiao Qiao has never bought his work before (in fact, she couldnât even get a hold of any), so she didnât know what Jian Baiyou looked like, but she has heard Song Qiyan say a few words before here and there. It is said that his bloodline was rather complicated. His mother was a Portuguese hybrid so Qiao Qiao guessed that he should have a very exotic beauty.
But it was also quite strange. Jian Baiyou only produced one piece per season. Although it was not that many, it was also not considered a few. Yet, amongst the actresses, no one has ever heard of anyone who has filmed with him. Could it be aid invited from another company?
Qiao Qiao continued to scan down the electronic board. She wanted to see if she could find her name. If there werenât more than one thousand, there were at least eight hundred actresses in the WAWA family. This list could only be filled with the names of the four hundred actresses. This was simply a solid âBusiness Capability Appraisal Listâ.
Qiao Qiao started looking up from the 400th in a guilty manner. When she reached the 380th place, she saw Xu Ziziâs name, and then she frustratingly felt that she was probably outside the 400.
Unwilling to give up, she continued to search upwards. From the 400th to the first place, there was not a single one surnamed Qiao at all.
This time she really felt that the world was about to collapse.
Qiao Qiao immediately felt her steps grow heavy. She sighed and turned to head out. Suddenly, she didnât want to catch the last bus anymore, and she didnât want to eat dinner anymore. Just walk home like thisâŠ
She felt that she usually worked quite hard, and didnât she still have a few good works where the reputation was always quite good? Even thoughâŠeven though she was filmed less, her figure and face were also not that extraordinary, but Qiao Qiao herself felt that she was quite integrated into the plot. Every time, in order to play her role well, she would deliberately find some related books to look at. That time for the sake of acting as a raped female student, she even deliberately went to look through âTrauma Psychologyâ. Qiao Qiao has always felt that she should be an actress first and foremost, then a sex worker afterâŠ
She sighed and felt that her two years of hard work seemed to have suddenly evaporated. After two years of hard work, she didnât even enter the top 400. How could she be worthy of Song Dao who has always been taking care of herselfâŠ
Recalling Song Qiyan, Qiao Qiao was even more frustrated. No wonder Director Song never mentioned the overall list with her, making Qiao Qiao always confident that she mustâve been around the 300th place or soâŠ
Qiao Qiao walked out of the gates of WAWA and looked up at the sky. The sky darkened earlier in early autumn. The sun had started to glow red, a round mark was imprinted upon the sky, basking the surrounding clouds in red as well.
She took out her mobile phone, wanting to find someone to talk about the distress she felt in her chest, but after swiping up and down the address book, she wasnât able to find anyone suitable. Qiao Qiao was actually not very keen on socializing. Several friends were the ones that sheâd grown up with since childhood, and now they all live far away from each other. As for looking for other friends, Qiao Qiao felt that it wasnât good to disturb others for just this little thing of hers. Thus, after one pass, she could only put her phone back down again.
Alas, or rather, might as well just switch industriesâŠ
Of course, this idea only flashed by for a second before Qiao Qiao rejected it herself. No, no, sheâs only worked for two years. The WAWA company was so big, which of the top 400 was not lucky and had the skills? She couldnât retreat simply because of this little setback. If her base conditions werenât very outstanding, then she just needed to work harder. It couldnât be possible that she still wouldnât have gotten a chance to enter the top 400 in this lifetime?
Qiao Qiaoâs heart turned lightning fast, and in the blink of an eye, she had already filled herself with several piping hot bowls of chicken soup.Âł
ÂłTN: Chicken soup for the soul~
Yes, it has only been two years, there was still plenty of time.
Qiao Qiao clenched her fist in her heart. The next step she had to do was to pick up a few more plays instead of always pushing off work in favor of fooling around and wanting to sleep in. The other was to pay attention to the quality of the play, not accept whatever comes her way. Even though most of what Director Song gave her had been screened by him already, but it was also necessary for her to determine her own position as soon as possible to cultivate a group of fixed audiences.
HmmâŠthis question, why not go discuss it with Director Song tomorrow to see what steps would be the most suitable for herself.
Qiao Qiao made up her mind. She took out her mobile phone and dialed Song Qiyanâs number. Qiao Qiao expected that he might still be in a meeting in the branch at this time, but did not expect the other party to pick up so quickly.
âHello?â
There was questioning within the silence. The manâs nice voice was not distorted in the slightest by the current electronics quality of modern society. What flowed from the receiver was still enough to make Qiao Qiaoâs throat tighten every time she heard it. Qiao Qiao couldnât help but stand upright.
âThatâŠDirector Song, I, I wanted to ask when you would be free tomorrow, I wanted to discuss with you the issue of what style Iâll be heading towardsâŠâŠâ Qiao Qiao swallowed. Although Song Qiyan was her supervisor, and the two had also already interacted with each other for two years, but Qiao Qiao always couldnât help but get nervous around him every time she faced him.
âI am not free tomorrow.â The other party quickly answered followed by the crisp sound of paper. Song Qiyan seemed to be flipping through something.
âGehâŠthen, when are you free?â
âCome over tonight, are you at the head office? Iâll pick you up later.â
Qiao Qiao was simply flattered.
âWouldnât I be a bother? In fact, thereâs no hurry in this matterâŠâ
Qiao Qiao held the phone despite having already ended the call, feeling a little dizzy throughout. She had never been alone with Song Qiyan outside of the company before and couldnât help but feel a little nervous.
Qiao Qiao actually liked Song Qiyan a little bit. She has always liked this type of man; high quality, gentlemanly, naturally opens the door for you when you got to the car, took the initiative to pull out the chair for you when dining, knowledgeable, and also a gentle person. But Qiao Qiao also knew the fatal point of this type of man. They actually treated all women the same. Not because you are Qiao Qiao you get special treatment. Even if you are Zhang Qiao, Li Qiao, they would still do the same.
Because in their eyes, you were all the same.
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