Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 139 That Gold-Digging Cannon Fodder Woman 27

An Yueke then accepted it with tears in her eyes.

She knew this brand; it was super expensive.

Sheng Nian had previously approached her, saying he wanted to buy her a camera and that she shouldn't accept the 10,000 yuan from Song Xianyin, because it was charity.

She thought he was crazy. Song Xianyin had already offered her the money, so why shouldn't she take the 10,000 yuan?

That's ten thousand yuan!

Moreover, Song Xianyin had already given her a camera, so she didn't need him to buy one for her.

"How are you doing with your studies?" Song Xianyin asked as she closed the door.

An Yueke said somewhat nervously, "It's alright, I went to the school's photography department to learn."

Song Xianyin glanced at the messages in the fan group and responded softly.

"Then take some photos for me at school, and I'll pay you."

An Yueke wanted to say no, but then the two of them would make excuses, and Song would be unhappy.

An Yue nodded happily. This was Song Xianyin, after all, and the photos were taken by very skilled photographers.

Fans will get tired of seeing the same high-end promotional photos all the time; it's time to take some more casual, everyday photos.

An Yueke and Song Xianyin filmed for a whole morning. An Yueke got more and more enthusiastic as they filmed, while Song Xianyin started to get annoyed.

An Yueke's face was flushed from the sun, and she looked at Song Xianyin with bright eyes: "Classmate Song, can we take a few more pictures? The light here is really good."

Song Xianyin looked at her impatiently: "These are the last few."

She was the one who asked him to do things, so why is it acting like she's doing things for An Yueke?

"Song, these pictures are really beautiful!" An Yueke excitedly jumped around her.

"Look, Song! These pictures are just like angels."

Students kept staring at them from the roadside, and Song Xianyin suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "You old bumpkin, what era are we living in that you still use angels to praise people?"

She glanced at the photo and was surprised at how much An Yue had improved.

An Yueke's eyes showed some hurt. Holding her camera, she tried to persuade Song Xianyin: "It really looks like it. Song, look at this light. It has a very holy feeling."

“Isn’t this an angel?” An Yueke asked earnestly.

Song Xianyin's face flushed slightly, and she pushed her away, saying, "Alright, alright, the photos are pretty good."

Angels have come. No one has ever said she is an angel, but when she was in elementary school, a male classmate's mother called her a vixen.

Elementary school boys are the most disgusting; they like to grope and touch her. She was much taller than them, and she couldn't help but beat them all up.

Then, covered in blood, they cried and went back to find their mother.

At that time, her parents were busy with work and were working in other places, so no one came back to support her.

As a result, the parents of those classmates pointed at her head and berated her mercilessly.

When An Yue went back, she didn't even want to edit the photos anymore. They were so beautiful that she wanted to send them to An Yue directly as is.

But I'll definitely get scolded if I do that.

An Yueke still carefully edited it and sent it to Song Xianyin. She didn't expect that Song Xianyin would tag her when she posted on Weibo the next day.

[Wow, what an innocent-looking gold digger.]

[One person wrote a petition in blood, begging Mommy to adopt this style from now on.]

Now I truly feel like a college student when it comes to my baby.

[This is so beautiful! Will there be a makeup tutorial for this look?]

An Yueke looked at her Weibo account and saw that many people had found her there.

[Photographer, are you still taking orders?]

【I also want to book a baby photoshoot with you, the photos are so beautiful, waaaaah!】

[Are you still available, honey?]

An Yueke looked at the exploding private messages and felt a little helpless. Is this what traffic is like? It's too sudden.

Not wanting to miss out on this opportunity to gain attention, she cautiously sent Song Xianyin a WeChat message: "Song, so many people have been contacting me. Can I post a few behind-the-scenes photos of you to ride this wave of attention?"

Song Xianyin replied quickly: 【Oh.】

An Yue suppressed her excitement and sent out the original photos directly. She had wanted to send them out for a long time, and these were the best ones.

In fact, she had long noticed that Song's aesthetic sense seemed a bit extreme, because she was particularly pursuing a small V-shaped face. Even though her face was already thin enough, she still wanted to be even thinner.

After the original photos were posted these past few days, even more people came looking for her. An Yueke looked at the private messages from the day after tomorrow and her eyes welled up with tears.

She really didn't expect Song to tag her; she hadn't even told her about her Weibo account. How did she know?

Although she had been following Song for a long time, she had never spoken to her on Weibo.

At this point, Song Xianyin was almost scared to death.

Suddenly, the top trending topic was the Jiang family's bankruptcy.

Song Xianyin clicked on the link with trembling hands. It was full of data, which she didn't want to look at at all, but the gist of it was that Jiang Fengyan was going to go bankrupt.

Why is her life so miserable? At least wait until Jiang Fengyan comes back and gives her the gift before going bankrupt.

Her gaze lingered on their chat history. She was so rich now, while Jiang Fengyan's family had gone bankrupt.

She doesn't want to use the money she worked so hard to earn to support a man.

Song Xianyin hesitated as she looked at her phone. Should she take the initiative and block Jiang Fengyan first?

She was really angry. Her first boyfriend went bankrupt, her second was a fake rich kid, and now her third, Jiang Fengyan, is going bankrupt too. Is she cursed to bring bad luck to these people?

On the other side, Jiang Fengyan was sitting bored in the conference room while his employees kept presenting their plans.

The assistant stood beside him, bowing low, and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, should we remove the trending topic?"

Jiang Fengyan glanced at the trending topics and raised an eyebrow: "No need."

Why waste money on these trending topics? Weibo is making all the money.

"Those who have her, leave."

The assistant nodded and withdrew.

Jiang Fengyan looked at the selfie Song Xianyin sent him yesterday, a smile flashing in his eyes.

Tomorrow we can go back to City A. She'll definitely kiss him when she sees the gifts he brought her.

He scrolled through Song Xianyin's Weibo and found that she had posted new promotional photos today, with the background being A University. They had even visited those places together.

Jiang Fengyan sent a message to Song Xianyin, but it displayed a red exclamation mark.

He stared blankly at the red exclamation mark, then immediately sat up straight.

Is your phone broken?

He continued sending messages to Song Xianyin, still with that red exclamation mark.

Jiang Fengyan: ?

He frowned and made a call to Song Xianyin. A familiar female voice came from the other end of the line: "The number you dialed is currently busy..."

Jiang Fengyan's face darkened. When he thought of the trending topic his assistant had just shown him, everything became clear.

He stood up and left the meeting room, suppressing his anger: "Get that trending topic down right now!"

The assistant was so frightened that he quickly went to deal with it. Why did the young master always act on a whim?

The employee who was standing on the stage giving a report breathed a sigh of relief. Great, I've dodged another bullet today!