Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 131 That Gold-Digging Cannon Fodder Woman 19

Work continues in the afternoon.

Song Xianyin handed her phone to An Yueke: "Help me take some behind-the-scenes photos. If you don't take good ones, you're dead."

An Yue hurriedly took the phone. She recognized it; her roommate had also bought one, and it was extremely expensive.

At first, An Yueke was worried that she would make Song Xianyin look bad in the photos, but she later realized that she was overthinking it, because she would never look bad in the photos.

"Ms. Song, let's try a different pose," the photographer said to Song Xianyin with a smile.

This was the first time An Yueke had seen this photographer be so nice; she used to always have a bad attitude towards him.

Both indoor and outdoor shoots were done, and Song Xianyin thought the results were good, so she changed into two more outfits. The shoot went on until night.

An Yueke kept filming Song Xianyin, and never took her phone off the screen.

The others looked at An Yueke's serious expression with a hint of mockery in their eyes.

Anyone who didn't know better would think she was carrying a camera; it's just a phone, why is she making such a big deal out of it?

Around 9 o'clock, the filming finally ended, and Song Xianyin was exhausted.

As she was leaving, she instructed, "Don't Photoshop away my muscle definition, or I'll give you a refund."

The Photoshop artist nodded repeatedly in fright.

Song Xianyin was sitting in a taxi when she saw An Yueke riding out on a bicycle.

Song Xianyin looked at her blankly. Could she be thinking of riding back? She definitely couldn't ride back during curfew.

An Yueke also saw Song Xianyin, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

She was fine being seen by people in the studio, but she was still a little embarrassed when her classmates from the same school saw her.

The next second, An Yue was sitting in the car, and her bicycle was placed in the trunk by the driver.

She glanced at Song Xianyin beside her, who was on the phone: "Who would dare to snatch my bag?"

Song Xianyin has plenty of money now.

"Then you should send it to University A tomorrow."

An Yueke touched her knees. Her nasal cavity was filled with the faint scent of Song Xianyin's perfume.

It's okay, she'll definitely be able to do that in the future too.

An Yue didn't look at Song Xianyin next to her, but Song Xianyin's voice kept coming over.

"What kind of no-name brand would want to advertise with me? I'm high-class, okay?"

A moment later, her muttering came again: "Isn't Jiang Fengyan supposed to give a speech at the school? When is he coming?"

An Yue didn't know who Jiang Fengyan was, but someone who was causing Song so much trouble must be a very powerful person.

A moment later, Song Xianyin started cursing into her phone, which startled An Yue.

"You lowlife, if you send me another message from a different number, do you believe I'll just post a video exposing you? Haven't you been insulted enough?" Song Xian finished cursing and then blocked the number.

Sheng Nian is such a lowlife. Being with him is a real black mark on her life. He even pretends to be rich, but he's not as rich as her.

She forgot that the male lead wasn't actually that rich in the early stages of the story.

Just then, a video was quietly going viral online. In the video, Song Xianyin was angrily scolding the staff member in front of her, who was looking down and looked particularly aggrieved.

The video was reported as soon as it was released, and Song Xianyin's Weibo page was also very lively at this time.

[Why are you acting like a diva again? How many times has this happened? Can't you be a little more careful? Every time, your fans have to clean up your mess.]

[Mommy must have her reasons for scolding people, so what's wrong with a man scolding her? [Confused]]

Who are you? Why do you always say these things in the square? Don't you know there are a lot of haters watching this square?

【Seriously... you're a fan of Song Xianyin, why do you care if she acts like a diva? With so much negative press about her, you haven't unfollowed her yet?】

[Even the materialistic girl photos are so beautiful! What's wrong with being so pretty and acting like a diva? There's new material coming tonight [drooling]]

Song Xianyin leaned against the car with her eyes closed when a small voice suddenly came from beside her.

"Song Xianyin, I'm really sorry about that day. I really don't know him well."

An Yueke lowered her head and said, "I know you two broke up, but he said that if I said it, you would agree. I was also hoping for the best. I'm really sorry."

She knew this was disgusting, but she still made things difficult for Song.

The car was unusually quiet. Song Xianyin looked at the messages in the fan group and reported on the day's events to everyone.

She said casually, "I won't give you the national scholarship."

Her online persona included being a top student, and without the national scholarship, that persona would be greatly diminished.

Just as An Yue was about to speak, Song Xianyin continued, "From now on, you will bring my meals to my dormitory door every day, and the same goes for express deliveries. There is no time limit. Consider the 10,000 yuan as your reward."

She ignored An Yueke next to her and posted several beautiful photos in the fan group.

An Yue stared at her blankly, not reacting for a moment.

"Sisters, I'm not going to do a live stream today. I suffered so much during the filming today, I'm exhausted." Song Xianyin cried as she sent a voice message in the group.

"Sisters, go to sleep early. I'm going live tomorrow, so be sure to come watch me!"

The driver glanced at himself in the rearview mirror several times; he thought he had encountered a ghost.

From their conversation, he learned that Song Xianyin was an internet celebrity.

From the moment she got in the car, she was constantly cursing and making sarcastic remarks. He was genuinely a little afraid of her, and seeing her acting coquettishly now gave the driver goosebumps all over.

That's terrifying. How much of what's online these days is actually true?

Those online celebrities who sweetly call someone "brother" in front of the screen are secretly cursing him as an old geezer.

An Yue wiped away her tears and whispered her thanks to Song Xianyin: "Thank you, Song."

"No need to thank me, this little bit of money is nothing." Song Xianyin raised her eyebrows smugly.

She glanced at the stock market again, and her mood improved even more. When luck is on your side, there's no stopping it.

Ning Congwen's assistant actually sent her a text message asking if she wanted to attend the banquet.

Song Xianyin hates people who give her attitude the most.

Ning Congwen, you've been eliminated!

Sheng Nian, sitting in the dormitory, looked at the messages in the group chat with a somewhat ambiguous expression in his eyes.

Jiang Fengyan is also from University A, and he's going to give a speech there in a few days.

Song Xianyin must be overjoyed, after all, she's been so attentive to Jiang Fengyan right now.

Sheng Nian looked at Jiang Fengyan's WeChat message, gritted her teeth, and sent a friend request: "[Hello Mr. Jiang, I'm Song Xianyin's ex-boyfriend. I have something to say to you.]"

He had to beg the school's liaison for a long time to get this number.

He couldn't let Ayin continue down this wrong path. Vanity had completely ruined her. He wanted to pull her out of the mire, and he would always be by her side.

He wanted her to understand that money isn't everything, and it can't buy true love.

Sheng Nian murmured, "A Yin has been blinded by money."

Having someone who loves her, a warm family, and a lovely child—that's true happiness.