Rebirth of the Entertainment Circle: Return of the Queen

Chapter 49 Don’t imitate Xia Ling

Xia Ling was silenced by the training. Sister Maina was right. Being an artist is a physical job, and you need to pay attention to your maintenance, especially not to get sick. However, this cold was really an accident. If you want to blame it, it's Big Boss who got so drunk that he called her in the middle of the night. If it weren't for him, how could she have ended up like this?

Upon seeing this, Tan Ying came out to smooth things over, and finally got Sister Mai Na to sit aside.

She still looked like a queen while sitting on the sofa, explaining things one by one, which are all things that a newly debuted artist should pay attention to, such as not talking to the media casually, not falling in love casually, obeying the company's arrangements, and always paying attention own image and so on. In fact, Xia Ling knew how to deal with this without her having to explain it, and she had already become accustomed to it.

What Xia Ling cares about are other trivial things.

“For new artists, the cost of clothing will be a big expense,” Sister Maina told her. “None of the clothes you are wearing can be used. They must be re-purchased and must be tasteful.”

As he said that, he glanced at Xia Ling with disgust.

Xia Ling smiled bitterly in her heart. Today, she was wearing a sweater dress that she bought on sale. It had no brand and no pattern. It was covered with an old coat. It was left behind by the owner of the body. It had been washed for many years. Her hair turned a little white - there was nothing she could do, her "father" in this life was an ordinary working man, and he also had a stepmother, so she was helpless.

Sister Maina scolded her mercilessly: "Are your dressing classes and brand classes all in vain? They are all unqualified from beginning to end. Change them immediately for me today!"

 “I have no money.” She replied simply.

 Sister Maina: “…”

I've seen people without money, but it's rare to see someone as confident as she is without money. Sister Maina sneered: "I don't expect you, a young newcomer, to be able to afford anything good. The company will temporarily lend you these installation costs, and you will pay them back slowly after you receive the notice...Little girl, you have to Work harder and don’t be unable to pay it back when the time comes.”

"How is that possible?" Xia Ling frowned slightly and snorted.

 However, speaking of it, she had never encountered such a problem in her previous life. At that time, she was with Pei Ziheng, and she was very particular about her daily clothes. They were all high-end ready-made clothes, handmade by famous artists. Even when she debuted, she didn't need to prepare anything. She only bought a few sets of high-end dresses for important occasions, which was already more impeccable than many actresses' elaborate outfits.

 All expenses will be paid from Pei Ziheng's personal account. As long as she likes it, there's nothing she can't get.

 She used to take it for granted.

 Because, he is her father, mentor, and lover... They are so close that they cannot distinguish each other.

 But now that I think about it, I just feel desolate.

A twinge of pain arose in her heart, and Xia Ling forced herself not to think about it.

Over there, Sister Maina said: "If you are ambitious. Then, now you can choose two brands and let the company allocate funds to purchase them. What I want to remind you is that even high-end brands must be based on whether they match your temperament. Don't Make yourself a village girl.”

Xia Ling nodded understandingly.

 Affordability does not mean taste. Public figures like artists will be criticized for every outfit they wear. If you wear it carelessly, even if you are covered in gold and jade, it cannot hide the vulgar nature, and the price will be too low.

 But Sister Maina is worried in vain. When it comes to dressing up, there are really not many people who can match Xia Ling. Back then, the world's best fashion media often used her dress as a model. Not to mention ordinary people, even many celebrities followed suit, and her influence was unparalleled.

 Her taste was cultivated by being around Pei Ziheng.

The Pei family has been a wealthy family for generations, and Pei Ziheng has a good taste. He likes to buy clothes for her. The ones he chooses are low-key and comfortable styles, elegant design styles, and exquisite textures. She has worn them for half her life, and they are always inappropriate. . It was not until she was reborn as Ye Xingling that she suddenly changed into seasonal discount products.

My thoughts were drifting away, and Sister Maina urged me impatiently.

Xia Ling was absent-minded and casually named the two brands she usually wore.

Sister Maina laughed angrily: "Who do you think you are, the queen? Xia Ling? The first thing you say is the top luxury goods, high-end ready-made clothes that you may not be able to buy with money. Do you know how much it exceeds the budget?" A newcomer who hasn’t made a single announcement yet dares to mention it, I can’t do it again!”

Xia Ling: "..." Is it rare? Why doesn't she think that in her previous life, she just had a random piece of clothing that she forgot about on the set and didn't even bother to go back to get it...

However, looking at Sister Maina’s face, well, it’s very strange.

She thought for a while and asked Sister Maina: "What's the budget?" As soon as she said the words, she thought about it again, forget it, even if she asked her, she had no idea. Apart from the brands she wore in her previous life, she actually knew very few brands. Pitiful. "Sister Maina, just specify two brands for me." She said self-deprecatingly.

 Sister Maina glared at her fiercely: "It saves you trouble."

However, as luck would have it, she still stood up and looked up and down critically. After a moment, she came to the conclusion: "Your temperament is light and clean, but also a little cold and mysterious. The clothes at Lux are quite suitable for you, and the budget is sufficient." She said, taking out a business card from her exquisite handbag, He scribbled an address on his back and handed it to Xia Ling: "Take it and find him. Tell him that I introduced him."

Xia Ling took it and thanked her.

Sister Maina narrowed her eyes and looked at her: "The two brands you signed up for before...you are young and have good taste. However, are you imitating Xia Ling? You sang her Siren, and you also want to wear the brand she usually wears. ”

Xia Ling felt a chill in her heart, and quickly explained: "I didn't deliberately imitate her, but I am a fan of hers, and I will be more or less influenced by idols." But she was silently complaining in her heart, what is going on? She has become a copycat of herself, and she still has to find a way to tell others that she is not plagiarizing?

 Sister Maina looked at her for a long time, then suddenly smiled: "I am also a fan of hers."

 “Huh?” Xia Ling was surprised.

Sister Mai Na did not continue on this topic, and her tone turned harsh: "Ye Xingling, it is one thing for you to be influenced by her, but it is another thing to imitate her deliberately. You have to remember, no matter how perfect Xia Ling is, she is not You, you have to have your own independent style.”

Xia Ling was silent for a moment and then said, "I know."

Just like Sister Maina, she is her manager first, and Xia Ling’s fan second. And she, first of all, is Ye Xingling in this life... As for the memory of the Queen Xia Ling who lived in another world, she has gradually drifted away and can only be remembered.

After meeting with Sister Maina, she took the address and went straight to buy clothes.

 (End of this chapter)