Sheng Jiaoyang was sitting on the sofa in his studio, flipping through the various job offers brought by Xu Ping.
A travel show that she had participated in before invited her to become a regular host. There were also invitations for auditions, big and small. Some sincere ones even had scripts ready. As long as she agreed, she could even skip the audition. Some advertisers also took a fancy to her exposure and wanted to find her to star in commercials. The endorsement fee seemed quite attractive.
In addition to these, the program team of "Everyone's Next Top Model" that she once participated in also sincerely sent an invitation letter, inviting her to become a judge teacher for the third season that will be launched this year.
"The previous plan of keeping a low profile and biding time is no longer applicable. Now that your momentum has been established, you can only continue to move forward and strive to quickly seize better resources and stabilize your position. It will be easier in the future." Xu Ping looked at the people who were picking and choosing. She said.
Sheng Jiaoyang pulled away the advertising endorsements and other things. She picked up the invitation letter for the travel show, read it, put it aside, then pushed the script and audition invitations to the other side. Finally, she picked up the National Super I read the invitation letter for Model Season 3 carefully.
"Jiaojiao, the traffic of National Super Model is relatively low. It's the third season again, and there are even fewer people watching it. And the price offered is not very high. I think you can ignore this." Xu Ping suggested road.
Sheng Jiaoyang looked at the words "National Super Model" and felt very moved in her heart. It was through this program that she could meet and get to know beautiful girls so quickly. She also became known to everyone through this program. This program is very important to everyone. Her significance is not small.
"A year has almost passed." She said with sigh.
"Yeah, so fast." Xu Ping didn't know what this year meant to Sheng Jiaoyang, so she just sighed casually.
Sheng Jiaoyang handed Xu Ping the invitation from the National Next Top Model program and said, "Help me accept this one."
"Jiaojiao, what about you?"
"I came out of this show, so it's a reward."
"Okay, as long as you are happy." Xu Ping said helplessly.
Sheng Jiaoyang pointed to the pair of audition invitations and scripts and said, "Keep these for me to look at tonight and take the others away."
"Okay." Xu Ping agreed.
"By the way, take that painting and frame it for me." Sheng Jiaoyang pointed to the oil painting on the easel.
Xu Ping walked over and looked at it carefully. The painting was of a dilapidated classroom. Several children with different looks were looking in the direction of the blackboard with the same longing eyes. The bottom right corner of the painting was signed with something like " "Jiao" is also like the artistic word for "Jiao".
"Who are you planning to give this painting to?"
"There will be a charity auction party to attend in two days. These are the donated items for the auction."
Xu Ping was surprised, "Why didn't I receive the message?"
"This is specially organized to raise funds for the special fund established by Uncle Vicky and the others."
Xu Ping nodded and said she understood. She took out her phone and took a photo of the drawing board, preparing to post it to Jiaojiao's public account.
After logging into her account, she flipped through it and suddenly exclaimed: "Jiaojiao, come and take a look."
Sheng Jiaoyang walked over and stood next to Xu Ping. She looked at the mobile phone screen in her hand. The first thing she saw was a painting. She recognized it at a glance as her birthday gift to Shen Zhining. When I saw it, my first reaction was, has the painting been stolen
She stretched out her finger and swiped the screen, and saw the three words "Shen Zhining" written by Da Chichi, who was still a certified Da V. The following is the conspicuous introduction of "Jiaojiao's Boyfriend".
The only Weibo post was posted yesterday. It read: I had the happiest birthday. I received a particularly thoughtful gift. Your surprise made Xu Jiaojiao very pleasantly surprised. Picture attached.
"It seems that Mr. Shen really likes this painting of yours. Why don't you respond and just make your relationship public? Your relationship has already been made public. All that's left is your announcement." Xu Ping said.
Sheng Jiaoyang wanted to tell Xu Ping that you were thinking too simply. Shen Zhining's surprise was not this painting, but... Thinking of her wantonness the night before yesterday, her face suddenly turned red.
Fortunately, Xu Ping was looking at her phone and didn't see her expression change.
"Lend me your phone and I'll forward it." Sheng Jiaoyang reached out to Xu Ping and took her phone.
First, he forwarded Shen Zhining's Weibo post, and then wrote very briefly: It's fine if you find it surprising.
Xu Ping watched them show off their affection once, so he didn't post any more photos of the painting that was going to be sent to the charity auction. It would be better to post it later than to post it now, to avoid being accused of taking advantage of the opportunity to hype it up.
"Okay, I'll take this painting away, frame it and then send it back." Xu Ping said.
"There's no need to send it back, just help me send it to the auction place."
The special fund that Li Weiwei and Xu Qing worked with has been established.
A charity auction evening to raise funds for this special fund will be held soon. Everyone will auction off the things they want to donate, and all proceeds from the auction will go to the foundation.
Invitations to the party are sent out one month in advance.
On the surface, this party was only hosted by Mr. and Mrs. Liwei Wei, but there was support from several forces behind it, and it affected almost the entire upper class in the country. Most of the people who received the invitation came, and those who really couldn't come had someone sent to attend instead. .
The exhibition hall for the auction items alone occupies three floors. The first floor is for lots with very low starting prices. The second floor is for lots with starting prices of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. The third floor is for hundreds of thousands. Level 10,000.
It can be seen from the price that the third-level auction items are heavyweight. They are willing to donate items that are worth so much, which shows that these donors have strong confidence. Of course, it does not rule out that some people want to take the opportunity to make a name for themselves.
Invitees to this auction can bring their companions, so in addition to seeing various older middle-aged people, you can also see some young faces.
On the third floor of the exhibition hall, a man and a woman came to a display stand.
The auction item displayed in this display stand is an oil painting.
"The starting price for a painting like this is one million?" the young man curled his lips.
The beautiful woman holding the man's arm smiled and said: "Maybe it was painted by some master."
The man took a closer look and muttered to the nameplate: "A work by Xu Jiaojiao."
"Who is Xu Jiaojiao? She sounds like a woman, and she sounds familiar." The man continued.
"Xu Jiaojiao? I don't know if the Xu Jiaojiao you are talking about is the same person as I think. What I know is the Xu Jiaojiao who debuted last year and then used scandals and other messy things to become famous."
"Shit, such a scheming bitch has a starting price of one million for a broken painting. She thinks too highly of herself. If she writes about the first night of the auction, she might be able to sell the house. Otherwise, she might wait until she dies before selling the painting. Some crazy fans will buy it for a lot of money and burn it for her. Now, I bet that this painting will eventually fail to sell." The man looked at this oil painting with no bright colors with disdain.
"Oh? Really?"
The man was about to speak when he realized that the retort was not from his female companion, but from behind.
The two people turned around and saw a tall woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses and light makeup who looked more mature and intellectual, looking at the two of them with a half-smile.
"Xu Jiaojiao?!" The woman couldn't help shouting the other person's name.
"Is she Xu Jiaojiao?" The man looked at the other person.
"It's really interesting. Do you mind if I make a bet too?" The man standing next to Sheng Jiaoyang, holding a wine glass, said as if he was joining in the fun.
This person was none other than Li Senlin, the current president of Forest Pictures, whom she had just met downstairs. Shen Zhining, who was originally traveling with her, was called to chat by some older people. She was too lazy to listen to their chatter, so she simply Just walk away by yourself. Anyway, you won't get lost here and there won't be any problems.
Then she met Li Senlin, and after chatting for a few words, they talked about the auction items donated by each of them.
Li Senlin heard that her donation was his painting and expressed that he wanted to see it.
Sheng Jiaoyang knew that her paintings were placed in the exhibition hall on the third floor. Her family also told her that her paintings deserved to be placed in the most conspicuous place. On the way here, Shen Zhining was very domineering. Said: "I will take this painting."
Therefore, she also knew that even if she did not take action herself, there would be several people willing to support her paintings.
"Why did I hear such unpleasant words just now? Since you want to bet, I will bet with you. If you lose, I don't want you to do anything else. Apologize to me in front of everyone." Sheng Jiaoyang is confident. Quite sufficient.
"Since it's a bet, you have to come up with something to add to it." Li Senlin said with a smile.
It is naturally a bit embarrassing to be caught saying bad things about others, but a man is used to being pampered at home, and his personality is somewhat cruel and unreasonable, so he does not feel ashamed. After hearing what Li Senlin said, he became excited and said, "I will take out one million! What about you?"
The corners of Sheng Jiaoyang's lips curled up, "I'll stay with you until the end."
"Wait a minute, you can't take pictures of your own paintings, nor can you entrust others to take them." The woman next to the man said.
The man who was awakened also quickly said: "Yes, you can't ventilate with others."
Li Senlin laughed and said, "In that case, we will keep supervising each other until the painting is taken away."
"Okay, it's a deal."
There were other people around who had obviously heard the bet made by these young people. They all looked here curiously. By the time they saw Sheng Jiaoyang, some of them had already recognized him.
I heard someone faintly smiling and saying to the person next to him: "That young man was also impulsive. He actually made such a bet. He didn't do any research before making the bet. He will definitely lose."
The exhibition hall was neither too small nor too big, and the sound reached the ears of several people.
The face of the man who was betting with Sheng Jiaoyang changed. He looked at Sheng Jiaoyang suspiciously. Then he leaned into his female companion's ear and asked, "Does this Xu Jiaojiao have any background?"
"No more, right?" The female companion also looked confused. (To be continued)