Although the filming of that so-called survival variety show for her real-person debut hadn’t officially started yet, Chu Yong had told her privately.
They were going to the company tomorrow to discuss the specifics of the STELLA skincare ad with the brand.
Moreover.
She was about to shoot a commercial for skincare products, which required perfect skin condition, yet she had stayed up until 3:30 AM playing a stupid game tonight?
If that damaged her supple skin and left obvious dark circles under her eyes, and the brand representatives saw her in the meeting room tomorrow…
That would be awkward.
“Hey, hey…”
But at this moment, Orange Quiet Forest really couldn’t care about that anymore.
Because the exhaustion accumulated from a whole day and the drowsiness from staying up late had completely drowned her rationality like a tide.
Skincare? Dark circles? Long-range versus short-range?
‘Fine, I won’t play long-range next round.’
‘Let it all burn. Hurry up.’
The girl rubbed against the soft pillow, let out a light breath, and finally fell into a deep sleep.
Because she was really tired.
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“Miss Orange Quiet Forest, your skin is really great. It shows your strict self-management as an artist.”
Hearing the female executive across from her utter this heartfelt compliment, Orange Quiet Forest recalled last night’s thrilling late-night activities that had dragged on until 3:30 AM, and the corner of her mouth twitched.
She pulled out a gentle and charming smile, one that actually betrayed her guilty conscience, and tried to maintain the composure of a young lady in her eyes, absolutely not letting the other party detect her inner panic.
Thank goodness, thank goodness, thank goodness.
Just a few hours ago.
With the death knell of her phone alarm, Orange Quiet Forest sprang up from the big bed in terror.
She didn’t even have time to comb her long black hair, nor did she glance at the messages accumulated on her phone.
Half-asleep, she practically scrambled into the bathroom, pressing her entire face against the huge mirror above the sink.
What a relief.
Don’t mess up, don’t mess up, don’t mess up.
Today is crucial!
‘If Orange Quiet Forest doesn’t get a big lead, it’s like not having a lead at all.’
She hadn’t caused any catastrophic facial damage.
Orange Quiet Forest leaned closer to the mirror, carefully examining her face.
Maybe it was because she was young with a good foundation, or maybe because she had slept quite soundly in the latter half of the night—there were no terrifying dark circles under her eyes.
Still shaken, she extended her index finger and gently poked her cheek, which was fair with a hint of pink.
Yeah, full of collagen, still supple and tender.
This was definitely the first time since she had become a beautiful girl in this life that she cared so much about her appearance and skin condition.
If she were alone, it wouldn’t matter, but if poor self-management dragged down the company, that would be bad.
Hey, hey…
Orange Quiet Forest was really grateful that she was still young, that she could be considered a pretty girl.
Otherwise, if she were older, or like in her past life, after a night of chaos, the next day her skin would be like concrete, with two big dark circles and puffiness.
That would really be the end.
What a stroke of luck.
Orange Quiet Forest retracted her wandering thoughts and refocused on the well-air-conditioned executive meeting room.
She folded her hands on her knees, straightened her back, and naturally revealed a flawless smile befitting a young lady.
Playing the part of a gentle, elegant, and proper noble lady in front of others—that was what she was best at.
She had been playing it since childhood.
At this moment, Chu Yong and several of the company’s top executives were sitting next to Orange Quiet Forest, negotiating the contract details with several representatives from the STELLA brand.
Orange Quiet Forest knew very well that as an artist who hadn’t officially debuted yet, her task today was to be a quiet and pretty mascot, to do a good job of presenting the image.
That was enough.
Jing Shangta, STELLA’s Marketing Director, had her eyes light up the moment she saw Orange Quiet Forest.
She had originally thought, judging from the tone of Fujiriria’s live stream and the company’s plan for large-scale offline activities for its members, that the CV of Fujiriria, Orange Quiet Forest, was likely a beautiful woman.
But she hadn’t expected her to be this stunning.
If she simply used the word “beautiful” to describe Orange Quiet Forest, Jing Shangta even felt it was an insult to her career’s vocabulary—it left her speechless.
Perfect long black hair, a top-tier temperament that was one in ten thousand.
A small, straight nose, a delicate face, soft black hair that seemed to reflect light, and deep, beautiful big eyes that seemed to speak.
And her elegant, gracious, yet unpretentious demeanor—even comfortable to be around.
No wonder Chu Yong was so confident on the phone!
In Jing Shangta’s over a decade of experience in the beauty industry, she seriously searched her memory… and it seemed she couldn’t find anyone who could surpass her in looks and temperament.
Of course, one could say that other popular artists were “different types,” “different tracks,” and couldn’t be directly compared.
But Jing Shangta’s woman’s intuition told her.
Orange Quiet Forest was absolutely a flawless beauty who could unify public aesthetics.
Jing Shangta quietly tightened her grip on the pen under the table.
This contract absolutely had to be signed today!
Originally, approaching the undebuted Orange Quiet Forest was just a shot in the dark for the company.
First, they considered the previous buzz, and second, the price wouldn’t be too outrageous.
Currently, although STELLA had some reputation in the beauty industry, it was awkwardly nailed to the labels of “cost-effective” and “affordable alternative.”
There was nothing wrong with taking a cost-effective, people-friendly route.
But in recent years, the company’s financial reports were almost stagnant, with no growth.
Those student parties and entry-level office workers who pursued “cost-effectiveness” had gradually had their spending power squeezed dry, reaching a dead end.
If they continued to drag on like a frog in slowly boiling water, in the highly competitive beauty market, the company would sooner or later be squeezed to extinction by big brands and cheaper knockoffs.
They had to expand!
Whether it was tearing off the label and going high-end, or going after the lower market, first, they had to find a new spokesperson with visual impact and topicality.
Hire those already famous, expensive top-tier artists?
The endorsement fee was too high.
Even if expansion increased sales, the profit might not cover the astronomical slotting fee—the risk was huge.
Hire cheap second- or third-tier ordinary artists?
The company had tried that before.
They spent money but didn’t even hear a splash—no memorable impact.
Jing Shangta had a feeling.
Orange Quiet Forest would definitely become popular.
It was just a matter of time.
With that face, even if she did nothing, said nothing, just being a model was invincible.
At the same time, she was also curious.
If such a perfect beauty existed, she should have been discovered long ago.
Why hadn’t she seen her before? And she was discovered by a newly established company.