Chapter 63 You Too

At 9 p.m., the live broadcast had already ended. Faced with a mess on the table, none of them seemed like they knew how to clean up, so Lin Nian took out her phone and called a cleaner to tidy up the mess.

Jin He returned to his room, changed his clothes, and carried down a suitcase. Wang Yang was already waiting for him at the door. An Yi glanced at him, put on his headphones, and prepared to go to the practice room.

"Wait a minute," Wang Yang called out to An Yi, "You come with me."

"Huh? What am I going to do?"

"Of course, it's for a magazine shoot," Wang Yang said. "There's a drinking party there tomorrow night. I'll take you to get acquainted with people there. Do you know how many big names in the fashion industry will be there?"

An Yi didn't want to go; he wanted to stay in Haicheng and write songs.

"You brat, don't think you can skip this just because your family is rich. Fashion resources are a completely different matter. Your family isn't in this business." Wang Yang patted him on the shoulder. "Hurry up and change your clothes, or I'll cram a bunch of variety shows into your life."

To avoid being scolded for jumping around on variety shows, An Yi had no choice but to reluctantly agree to the request, saying, "I'll leave right after I participate."

Anyway, it's just flying out to have a meal, and then coming back.

Jin He remained silent throughout, simply sitting on the sofa. Only after An Yi changed his clothes did he get up, pick up his suitcase, and leave with Wang Yang.

An Yi carried a small notebook with him so he could jot down any inspiration that came to him. As soon as he boarded the plane, he started writing and drawing in the notebook. Jin He, on the other hand, asked a flight attendant for a blanket, wrapped herself in it, and prepared to go to sleep.

At this moment, Wang Yang handed him a stack of documents.

Jin He took off the blindfold and looked at it: "What is this?"

"This is the list of guests we'll be attending tomorrow night. Just remember these first few people," Wang Yang said, pointing to the document. "Their personalities, likes, and dislikes are all written down here. You need to get their attention tomorrow and make sure they take the initiative to invite you."

"Okay, I understand."

The next day at noon, the plane landed. Jin He took out a small mirror to check his dark circles and hairstyle. Seeing that An Yi was still asleep, she reached out and nudged him.

"We've landed!" Jin He said, tossing him a small mirror. "Check your appearance. Do you have dark circles under your eyes? Do you have any drool?"

An Yi was still a little dazed when he was woken up. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face and asked in a daze, "What time is it?"

"Eleven o'clock." Jin He was packing her backpack; a thick stack of materials had already been used for the exam. An Yi glanced at it and only saw dense annotations, such as:

This person is quite knowledgeable about perfumes, so tomorrow you could wear some subtle perfume to start a conversation.

This person enjoys wine and will also share some basic wine knowledge.

This person likes Chinese tea. Instead of drinking with him tomorrow, offer him a cup of tea for a few days…

"The party starts at eight o'clock in the evening," Wang Yang told them. "Let's go to the hotel first. The styling team is already waiting there. The styling will probably take four hours. Then An Yi, you can wait at the hotel. Jin He, you come with me to take photos. I've arranged a photographer for you."

Since she was already there, Jin He was definitely going to take some street style photos and post them on Weibo. Jin He simply nodded in agreement.

"I'll order food now, so you can eat as soon as you get to the hotel." Wang Yang took out his phone and asked, "What would you like to eat?"

An Yi: "Whatever."

Jin He: "I'm easygoing too."

"OK."

You can't expect to eat well when you're abroad. Lunch was just simple bread, milk, and some fruit. Jin He never drinks pure milk, so she asked the waiter for a cup of coffee.

An Yi's tongue began to taste bitter from the smell.

"Is it really that good?"

Jin He was probably in a bad mood, and rolled her eyes at him.

Jin He's hair was quite troublesome; it took more than three hours just to style it. However, he felt that it was no different from the hairstyle he usually got when he woke up in the morning.

But Wang Yang thought this hairstyle was incredibly cool.

"Wow, and so many other things, the teacher's skills are really good."

Jin He opened her mouth, but ultimately remained silent.

"Isn't this the same as usual?" An Yi poked his head out from the side. His styling was already finished, and he looked Jin He up and down. "What have you been doing for the past three hours? I don't see any difference at all?"

The stylist was French and didn't understand Chinese. He could only vaguely guess what An Yi meant based on his expression.

"You, you should say less. This stylist is very famous. Don't offend him."

"You can't even criticize me for doing a bad job? You might as well sleep instead."

As An Yi spoke, he realized the problem and turned to the stylist in French, saying, "Why can't I see the difference in his hairstyle? It's about the same as the hairstyle he usually does when he gets up in the morning."

The stylist was clearly taken aback by his words, staring wide-eyed in disbelief.

Jin He: "..."

Jin He turned around and opened her translator, quickly explaining to the stylist, "He means that your work is very natural, with no trace of styling, and has a kind of back-to-basics beauty."

The stylist looked like he had just realized something, and happily packed up his equipment, even humming a song.

An Yi seemed about to say something, but Jin He's gaze froze him in place.

"Don't talk nonsense, brother," Jin He said helplessly. "Offending people is troublesome."

An Yi disagreed. He felt that whether or not he offended anyone was another matter. Even if the stylist failed, so be it. Anyway, the stylist's skills were just average. With Jin He's qualifications, what kind of stylist couldn't he find?

"Jin He, come with me first." Wang Yang glanced at his watch. "It's about time, let's hurry. An Yi, you can just rest in the hotel."

“I’ll go with you.” An Yi stood up and picked up his coat. “I’ll go too.”

"Where are you going? I only hired one photography team; you won't have enough time to film."

“I won’t film, I’ll just watch from the side,” An Yi said. “Didn’t you say you wanted me to learn more?”

"When did you become so obedient?" Wang Yang found him strange. "If you want to come, then come. Just don't say anything that will cause trouble."

An Yi: "..."

How much of a bear am I in your eyes?

So Jin He got back into the car. This time there were no missions on the road, so he could rest for a bit. Just as he was about to lean back, Wang Yang turned around and reminded him, "The styling was just done, don't ruin it."

"Okay." Jin He sat up straight, closed his eyes to rest, and at first glance, he looked like he was meditating.