Seeing Bin Xia and the others open the Weibo page, Qiao Xiaren raised her eyebrows, slightly confused: “What are you doing?”
“Of course, we’re expanding the fan team for my goddess Qiao! We are going to start a Weibo fan club, a fan club that belongs to you alone.” Bin Xia said cheerfully, her eyes filled with admiration, “Goddess Qiao, from now on, we three are your loyal fans. Our motto is to protect our Goddess Qiao till death ! Yes, that’s it.”
Idols are nothing more than the paragons in one’s mind. The three of them have obviously regarded Xiaren as a goddess, as a spiritual pursuit.
In this age of appearance, being a fan starts with the attractiveness, and then the talent of the idol!
Qiao Xiaren shook her head helplessly, a thin smile curling at her lips. Her shining, black eyes made nearby boys blush. The teens in the school were still pure and naïve.
Don’t you smile so seductively! You are so irresistible, even girls can’t resist you… Bin Xia looked at Qiao Xiaren’s face, and again slipped into admiration mode.
Qiao Xiaren’s phone suddenly rang at this time; it was an unfamiliar number. Xiaren didn’t hesitate and picked up immediately. A sweet female voice came from the other end.
“Hello, is this Qiao Xiaren?”
“Here’s the thing, we from E-fashion magazine would like to invite you to shoot for the cover of our next issue with the male lead of the recently popular historical drama series ‘Dragon Girl’. Would you be interested, Miss Qiao?”
Qiao Xiaren’s eyes darkened for a moment as she played with her keychain: “E-fashion?”
If she remembered correctly, E-fashion was a top domestic magazine brand. Only top celebrities or the leads of popular dramas were invited to appear on its cover.
Often, they would invite newcomers to pose with established stars for the cover, forming a refreshing part of the magazine. E-fashion stood out from many magazines by adopting this style, repeatedly breaking the magazine sales records.
“Yes, you have a great temperament and a strong plasticity, and your appearance can fully be given full marks.” Abby said on the other side, filled with hope and a bit of nervousness, afraid that Qiao Xiaren would refuse.
Qiao Xiaren hardly hesitated. She just laughed lightly and nodded: “Okay, I agree to be your model.”
Hearing the crystal clear voice of the young girl, Abby almost shrieked with excitement on the other end and made a ‘yay’ gesture with her hand. Amy shook her head with a helpless look on seeing this.
“Whose call was that?”
“A reporter from E-fashion.” Qiao Xiaren put her phone back in her bag, displaying an elegant and composed smile, appearing slightly seductive, “I have something to do, so I’ll leave first.”
Having said that, Qiao Xiaren waved goodbye to the three girls.