Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 115 That Gold-Digging Cannon Fodder Woman 3

But when she thought about how she was just cannon fodder and it was normal for her to have a bad public image, Song Xianyin suddenly felt relieved.

The next day, as soon as Song Xianyin stepped out of the dormitory, she saw Sheng Nian standing at the entrance.

She walked straight past him without looking at him.

Sheng Nianba followed her closely: "Ayin, don't be angry. How about I buy you a bag? I asked my family to give me a few months' worth of living expenses in advance."

Song Xianyin looked at him in disbelief: "You're so poor, how dare you brag to me about a bag that you'd have to pay for several months' worth of living expenses? How could you be so poor?"

Sheng Nian once told her that he could buy more than a dozen LV bags with his monthly allowance, but it turns out he was just bragging to her.

The young man's face immediately turned red; it was just youthful pride.

He knew she came from a wealthy family, and if he didn't flatter her, he wouldn't even have a chance to get close to her.

He said in a gentle voice, "Ayin, please forgive me, I have to take a makeup exam later."

Song Xianyin stopped in her tracks. Looking at the man in front of her, she found him increasingly ridiculous.

"You have to retake the exam. Which subject did you fail?"

Good heavens, how could you arrange such an idiot to be by her side? She's a recipient of a national award.

Sheng Nian lowered his head in embarrassment and whispered, "I failed advanced mathematics, but the last exam was too difficult, and many people in my class failed."

Song Xianyin shook her head; she simply couldn't stand this person anymore.

How dare he? How dare he pursue her, especially since he's a liar?

"Then why didn't I hang up?"

She'll add one more condition when she looks for a boyfriend: he must not have failed any exams.

Sheng Nian kept her head down and didn't say a word. Who could compare to her? She was full of energy every day.

Song Xianyin didn't want to talk to him anymore. She had finally landed a big-name advertisement, and she had to go out to shoot it today.

Watching Song Xianyin push him away and walk away, Sheng Nian felt extremely bitter.

Is this dream going to end so soon? He noticed Song Xianyin as soon as school started, and after finally getting to this point, they have to separate again.

Song Xianyin hailed a taxi and headed straight for her destination.

This was her first time shooting an advertisement in such a high-class place, but she was still able to handle it.

The set was incredibly busy, and everyone was very professional. Song Xianyin slightly raised her chin, looking quite dignified.

"Teacher Song, could you move a little to the left?" The photographer looked at Song Xianyin in the lens with utter amazement.

I haven't seen someone so photogenic in a long time.

When the person above sent her Song Xianyin's account, she thought it was a mistake because when she refreshed the screen, it was filled with Doritos face images, which almost scared her to death.

I never imagined the real person would be this good-looking.

"Ms. Song, you can smile and show your teeth," the photographer encouraged her.

Song Xianyin's face froze. She didn't want to; that would look so silly.

Seeing Song Xianyin's unwillingness to cooperate, the photographer felt a little regretful. She was still too concerned about her image. If she could cooperate a little more, the effect would definitely be much better.

Song Xianyin was easy to photograph, but the photographer couldn't resist shooting for another three hours.

As Song Xianyin filmed, she became more and more energetic, and everyone on set focused their attention on her. Everyone was at her service, and she thoroughly enjoyed this feeling.

After finally finishing the run, Song Xianyin was still a little reluctant to leave, as her "superstar experience card" was about to expire.

As she was leaving, Song Xianyin casually asked, "When will the final cut be available? How do you usually edit it?"

The photographer knew immediately that she had her own ideas. She smiled and led Song Xianyin to the computer: "Ms. Song, what kind of style do you want? You can tell me and we can try."

Then she watched as Song Xianyin picked up the mouse and started photoshopping her chin. The photographer's smile immediately froze when he saw her movements.

She gave a dry laugh and said, "Miss Song really likes to joke around."

Song Xianyin frowned and looked at her seriously: "I'm not joking, does it not look good?"

The photographer was silent for a moment, then immediately changed the subject: "Ms. Song, it looks like it's going to rain outside. Let me have someone take you there."

Drivers from outside can't get in here.

Song Xianyin immediately stood up and declined with a smile: "No need to trouble yourself, I have a driver to pick me up."

The photographer agreed, saying that it wasn't surprising for such a large-scale internet celebrity to have a driver.

Then Song Xianyin left in her high heels. She now had to leave this base and then take a taxi back to school.

The driver was her legs.

When she was halfway there, the rain suddenly intensified, and Song Xianyin almost died from the awful weather.

"You're sick!"

Clutching her bag, she hurriedly ran to a platform to take shelter from the rain, but the rain kept pouring down on her, making it seem like she hadn't gotten any shelter at all.

Song Xianyin was absolutely furious with this crazy weather; she must look incredibly disheveled and ugly right now!

If someone sees it and posts it online, those haters will be ecstatic.

Just as she was frantically trying to hail a taxi, a low-key black Cayenne pulled up in front of her.

"Miss, would you like a ride?" The driver opened the car window.

Song Xianyin could tell from the voice that the person wasn't good-looking. Without looking up, she kept hailing a taxi on her phone.

That's strange, why is no one taking the orders?

A deep voice suddenly sounded from the back seat: "Miss, it's hard to get a taxi here. It won't be safe for you to stay here if it gets late."

Song Xianyin frowned, looked up, and when she saw who was in the back seat, her tightly furrowed brows immediately relaxed.

She looked at him somewhat embarrassedly: "But I'll make your car dirty."

She recognized the man at a glance: Ning Congwen, the eldest son of the Ning family, whose name was associated with almost all the top celebrities in the entertainment industry.

Ning Congwen's eyes crinkled into a smile: "The car is dirty, it can be cleaned up with a wash, Miss Song, let me take you home."

Song Xianyin didn't stand on ceremony and got into the car directly.

The driver glanced at Song Xianyin in the rearview mirror. This Song Xianyin seemed no different from those other girls.

The car was unusually quiet as Song Xianyin quietly dried her hair with a towel.

She looked conflicted. When should she ask for Ning Congwen's contact information? He was definitely more useful to her than Sheng Nian.

If he could get her into the entertainment industry, she would definitely make a fortune.

She glanced at Ning Congwen beside her; he was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed and showed no intention of speaking.

On the spot, Song Xianyin started searching on Baidu for Ning Congwen's personality and his past girlfriends.

Suddenly, a female voice from a marketing account came through the carriage: "[Do you want to know who Ning Congwen is? Today, Xiao Nuan will tell you his life story in three minutes...]"

Song Xianyin was so frightened that she quickly closed the webpage, but the mechanical voice kept getting louder and louder.

When she hurriedly closed the webpage, the atmosphere in the car froze.