CH 50

Overnight, the red carpet incident of clothes bumping was on the front row of hot searches.

This epic and embarrassing scene, which has never been seen before or since, caused Weibo to explode. While eating melons and discussing who is better-looking, they dig deep into how the two identical dresses came about. The topic is very lively, with arguments, stomps, and revelations, creating chaos and confusion.

Someone soon found out that the dress is the new high-end dress of the C House. It appeared in the high-end fashion show in July this year, and it is the only one in the world.

This means that one of the two is wearing a replica.

So it became more lively.

Although Ren Shilu has become popular in the domestic entertainment industry in the past two years and has become the top among the crowd, she has no works that can be sold, nor has she won any important awards. With her status, it is impossible to borrow C House's new season haute couture dresses.

As for Jiang Yu, the only Chinese supermodel on the MDC TOP50 list to enter the "Legends", and the global spokesperson for C's makeup and ready-to-wear lines, it is not difficult to borrow this season's high-end products.

Once analyzed, it is clear at a glance which is true and which is false.

The whole network began to ridicule Ren Shilu overwhelmingly:

[It’s embarrassing enough to bump clothes that she doesn't look good on, but it turned out she's also wearing a knockoff version. Who in the entertainment industry has lost face like this, you can’t find a second one in the whole world, right? Hahaha...]

[Ren Shilu's team's brains are filled with cow dung? I don't even believe that it wasn't intentional. Could it be that the other party sent an undercover agent?]

Facing the ridicule, Ren Shilu's fans quickly organized, criticizing and questioning the team nonstop.

Gradually the direction of the wind is a little bit wrong.

At first everyone just laughed at Ren Shilu, and felt sorry for Jiang Yu by the way, but then somehow suddenly turned into humiliation and personal attacks on Ren Shilu, and vigorously promoted Jiang Yu, which was inexplicably compared due to.the incident.

Immediately afterwards, the big verified accounts turned into "reasonable guests", thinking that Ren Shilu should not be abused so far in this matter, and Jiang Yu may not be a fuel-efficient lamp.

Many people began to dislike Jiang Yu again, and stood up to uphold justice for Ren Shilu.

[What for? What for? It's just a dress, everyone knows it's the team's fault, why are there so many people hating to death? How many navy* did Jiang Yu buy to bring the rhythm to their end? I really can't stand it.]

*paid people who create ‘heat’ for a specific celebrity and control the direction of the conversation. 

[As light as chrysanthemums and immortals*, Jiang Yu has a good character design 233**]

*describing a person's conduct and character are as indifferent as chrysanthemums

**lol

[Our sister Yu is the nation's supermodel, the fashion circle is more noble than the entertainment circle, are you also worthy of being compared with sister Yu?  Don't ask, asking is low-key liking a model chrysanthemum (funny.jpg)]

In this way, Jiang Yu was pushed to the forefront.

She was in a company meeting at the time.

There was a lot of noise on the Internet, and even the girl at the front desk of the company knew about it, but she seemed to be okay, calm and unhurried, thinking about accepting another batch of A-class models next month.

After the meeting ended, Tian Lin reported to her the trend of public opinion.

"The brand's public relations department contacted me today, and they were also very angry. Their designs were plagiarized and imitated, so they are preparing to clarify. Does our studio want to send something?" The two entered the office one after another.

Jiang Yu casually put her laptop on the table, poured herself a glass of water, and said softly, "No, there will be a good show."

"Huh?" Tian Lin was puzzled.

Jiang Yu didn't speak, just laughed.

At noon, when the wind of public opinion had not changed significantly, she received a call from Pei Chutong.

The young miss had been monitoring the direction of the incident and had already stripped the evidence of the series of operations that Ren Shilu's team had done to deliberately shift the conflict and back-bite people.

"She's a broken jar, she's been ridiculed anyway, why don't we just drag her into the water and earn a wave of sympathy. They should now be waiting  for you or the brand's reaction, and then issue a statement to blame the stylist, and then organize fans to feign "heartache". In the end, she will not be affected too much personally, and this matter will pass. When someone mentions this in the future, at most they will laugh at her or feel sorry for her, but they will always step on you, regardless." Pei Chutong analyzed on the phone.

She is very familiar with the "routine operations" in the circle.

Jiang Yu has focused on the modeling business these years, and has always kept a low profile. Her personal team is also relatively Buddhist*, and she is not very able to deal with the situation of the domestic entertainment industry.  Yu was bullied by those "coquettish sluts", and her heart was broken.

*apathetic/clueless to the hustle and bustle of the world other than theirs

She was about to remove all the black material for Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu had other plans, and asked, "Can these evidences be exposed? If exposed, will it affect you and me?"

Pei Chutong immediately understood what she meant.

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A little later, Jiang Yu couldn't hold back after all, picked up her phone, clicked on Weibo, and looked at the discussions under related topics.

Many people criticized her.

The old stories were dug out, detailing the "grievances" between her and several other national models, ridiculing her for having no education and background, and even spreading rumors that she had an unspeakable ambiguous relationship with her former scout, was kept by a sponsor, and relied on unspoken means to get cover deals and get endorsements.

Speaking like they saw it.

The number of retweets is 100, which is particularly conspicuous in the real-time search. There are more than 300 replies below, some claiming to be "road turning black", and some are fans arguing with others.

*passerbys/spectator turning hater.

Jiang Yu looked at the words coldly, took a screenshot, and sent it to Tian Lin casually.

[Sue him.]

Tian Lin replied quickly: [OK.]

Afterwards, she habitually switched the WeChat account, and her phone vibrated. She looked at the top chat box expectantly, knowing that there would be a red dot there.

Really--

[Sister, I’m in the library, I may be late today, please be good at home.]

A "good baby" emoticon package.

This kid.

How did she learn to speak to her like that?

Jiang Yu couldn't help curling the corners of her mouth as she reads, her exhaustion dissipated. Suddenly, she thought of the abuse and rumors on Weibo, and felt a little lucky.

Fortunately, the kid doesn't use Weibo.

Originally, Cheng Suran didn't know how lively Weibo was. She struggled too much last night and slept too deeply. She was almost late this morning, hurried into the classroom and went straight to class without looking at her phone.

During the break in class, the students suddenly discussed the "clothes bumping" incident. She vaguely heard Jiang Yu's name and felt bad, so she went to Weibo to take a look.

Only then did she learn what happened.

She didn't feel like going to class all day.

Putting her mobile phone in the bag, she couldn't help but take it out to take a look, and refresh the real-time Weibo. Cheng Suran has witnessed the change of public opinion. Seeing many people scolding Jiang Yu, she felt anxious and confused, and gradually couldn't listen to the teacher's lecture.

She has never been a celebrity, and she doesn't usually pay attention to entertainment news. She has only been on Weibo for a short span of time, and she doesn't understand the ecological environment in it at all, much more, she can't understand those messy terms and abbreviations.

What "srds" "blh" "dw" "nsdd"*...

srds- suiran danshi (although, but)

blh-bai lin hua (white lotus)

dw- 1. du wei (a fan of only one celeb and looks down on the others) 2. dong wo or deng wo (understand me or wait for me) 3. don't worry 4. dark web

nsdd- ni shou de dui (what you said is right)

So she argued with others while she was on Baidu.

At the beginning, Cheng Suran's tone and words were very gentle, she just wanted to explain, speak with reason, and didn't want to quarrel, but she didn't say a few words before she was labeled as a "Jiangyu Brain-dead Fan" and was called by various abbreviations and animal graphics, scolded helplessly, angry and frustrated.

No one listens to reason, no one can argue, and there is no way to stop it all.

She felt deeply powerless.

Due to excessive attention to Weibo, she didn't complete the task of reviewing questions today. She could only stay in the library for a while, and didn't eat much for dinner. She didn't seem to feel hungry. She forced herself to go back after finishing the questions.

The library at night is quieter than during the day, and it seems that the learning atmosphere is stronger.

But her heart couldn't be quiet

The light shrouded Cheng Suran's stiff body. There were books spread out in front of her, a pen in her hand, and a laptop beside her that was turned on. She stared at the densely packed letters on the book without moving, but she didn't read a word. Her thoughts had already flown to Weibo.

Does sister know about this?

Should she tell her sister?  But in this case, sister will know that she is following her. What if she wants to check her Weibo account?

That…

She will be exposed.

Cheng Suran picked up her phone again, clicked on Weibo, and entered her homepage.

The brand new account is quiet and deserted, and it only follows Jiang Yu alone. The dozen or so Weibo posts are all about her thoughts of her and her own feelings. If her sister saw this, it would be over, she'll know that she had violated the terms of the agreement.

Forbidden to be tempted.

@your little friend crr

——Cheng Ranran.

The latest one is a countdown, thirty-nine days.

She stared at the numbers for a long time, with a trace of reluctance in her black eyes, sighed, silently exited the homepage, and gave up the idea of ​​telling Jiang Yu.

It's impossible for her sister not to know...

The entries on the hot search page were updated, and at some point there was another popular entry named "Ren Shi Lu's Navy", followed by the clarified entry from the brand.

Cheng Suran clicked in one by one to look.

At around 5 o'clock in the evening, the brand posted a Weibo, saying that the dress was a new model of this year's autumn and winter haute couture series, and it was only lent to its global spokesperson Jiang Yu, and reasonably suspected that the other identical dress was a plagiarized copy, and they reserve the right to pursue.

It was like a loud slap in the face.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of screenshots and audios were released, pointing to Ren Shilu's team manipulating public opinion behind the scenes, directing themselves, and peeling up their own skin.

Rumor posts about Jiang Yu became popular.

Ambiguous relationship, benefactor support, unspoken rules of superiority... true and false, people can't tell the difference.

Cheng Suran was completely dumbfounded.

At half past ten, it was already late at night.

The girl walked out of the elevator with tired steps, came to the platinum door, paused for a moment, slowly took out the room card from her bag, only heard a "beep", she pushed open the door mechanically, and stepped in.

Under the bright and soft lights projected by the gorgeous ceiling, the woman leaned on the sofa with her hair loose, her legs crossed, and a goblet filled with scarlet liquid in her hand, with a lazy posture.

Hearing the sound, she turned her face away, with a faint smile on her lips, "The kid is back."

"Sister..." Cheng Suran looked at her with surprise in her eyes, "Were you waiting for me?"

"Come over."

Jiang Yu smiled and waved.

Cheng Suran walked over slowly, for some reason, it seemed that they had returned to the first few days when they knew each other, strange and reserved. As soon as she got close to Jiang Yu, she was wrapped around her waist by the woman, wanting her to sit on her lap and fall into her soft embrace.

A light kiss landed on her lips.

"Sister said that I have to hug you to sleep." Jiang Yu looked at her tenderly.

Cheng Suran's heart palpitated, she lowered her eyes, the revelations on Weibo repeatedly flooded her mind, ambiguous relationships, benefactor support, unspoken rules... She knew she shouldn't believe it, but once she had the idea, she couldn't get rid of it.  Curiosity scratches at her heart like a cat's paw.

Realizing that she was depressed, Jiang Yu frowned slightly, and stroked her face with one hand, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

"It's nothing…"

"You can tell sister."

Cheng Suran bit her lower lip, raised her eyes with difficulty, seemed to hesitate to speak, "Sister, I—"

"Mm?"

"I saw on Weibo... Um, someone picked up your black material, saying that you used to... that is, that... is it true or not?" She hesitated.

Wuwu, her brain seems to have lost control of her mouth, so she just asked.

As soon as the words fell, the air froze.

Cheng Suran held her breath.

Jiang Yu stared at the girl, her eyes dimmed, and the arc on her mouth slowly disappeared, seemingly disappointed, but also mocking, "What do you think?"