The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

An Chen spent a long time drawing on his mobile phone. Although neither Ji Xuan nor Ling Han understood what An Chen drew, An Chen called the formation he drew on his mobile phone a stream of consciousness.

"Is it almost time? Should we go back to the gym?" Ling Han chose to change the subject regarding the narcissism of a certain bratty kid named An.

"It's almost time to go." Ji Xuan agreed, and the two people stood on both sides, directly pulling An Chen up from the chair, and then left the venue.

"Hey, what are you two doing? I can leave on my own, are you sure you won't let me down?" This look was so strange that An Chen always felt like they were trying to sell him off.

"Hehehe, I forgot." The two smiled innocently, and then put An Chen down.

"Chenchen, the number of votes for our video has caught up." Ji Xuan stared at his phone as he walked. He saw that the number of votes was rising steadily and had surpassed the two colleges. Ji Xuan looked excitedly at the two people next to him. said.

Their video voting time is one day shorter than other colleges, but the current voting results are still good, and it is very possible to get the first place when the voting closes.

It's just that the current voting results are good, but there are some other news on the Internet.

"An Chen mysteriously appeared at the Conservatory of Music!"

"The relationship between An Chen and the dean of the Conservatory of Music!"

"An Chen is looking for connections to apply for the Conservatory of Music in advance!"

"Anchen Conservatory of Music is a big name? Why?"

“What’s the secret behind a popular young student’s participation in the video shooting of the Conservatory of Music?”

Marketing accounts, large and small, send out press releases one after another without any logic, as if they are free of charge.

But this time it looked okay. Although the writing was very unreliable, it was not too outrageous.

"These people have such rich imaginations!" Ji Xuan has read enough articles posted by marketing accounts and really admires their imagination.

"Pass it on, don't worry about them, no one pays attention to them, so they won't jump around." An Chen didn't care at all, he was not afraid of the shadows, and he didn't do anything wrong.

"An Xiaochen, looking at it this way, your popularity in the marketing account is really not good. There was so much news not long after we arrived at the Conservatory of Music." Ling Han said jokingly, just to lighten the atmosphere.

"Who said that? Of course I am popular! Otherwise, why would they always keep an eye on me and react faster than anyone else when something happens?"

"Then it's better to give up this popularity." Ji Xuan sighed and put away his phone.

An Chen's current fame is too controversial. Her debut time and her current number of fans are seriously out of proportion, and there will always be people who are jealous.

In the Internet information age, new forces emerge one after another. The word "popular" may be replaced by another person at any time. The competition is really too great.

Ji Xuan is now looking forward to the award ceremony of the film festival. Fang Yan said he heard some news last time, and he has also heard some rumors in pieces in the past few days. It is very likely that An Chen will win the award this time.

There is a serious award, which can be regarded as a kind of recognition of acting skills. Now the reputation and traffic are too erratic.

Although an award cannot prove anything, it is also a kind of affirmation and a solid sense of security.

An Chen yawned several times while walking. She was so sleepy now, so An Chen grabbed the corner of Ji Xuan and Ling Han's clothes and pulled them forward slowly.

This world is unique. Everyone has to go home, cover the stars with cloth, and turn on the lights.