After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

"By the way, the money for the dress..." Mo Xiaoyu asked with concern, maybe it was deducted from her salary.

"Don't worry, this is the clothing fee from the company, and it's on the company's account." Luna said with a light smile.

"That's good." Mo Xiaoyu heaved a sigh of relief, it's good to sign with a brokerage company.

The two spoke a few more words, and the car unknowingly drove to the door of Mo's villa.

"You make the mask at home, and I'll pick you up to do the styling tomorrow." Luna reminded.

"Well, I see." Mo Xiaoyu nodded and got out of the car with his dress in his arms.

Watching Luna's car drive away, she returned home.

The first thing Mo Xiaoyu did when he got home was to surf the Internet. Teacher Jimmy's name, and sure enough, he saw the photo of Teacher Jimmy on the home page of the Fashion District.

"I didn't expect him to be so powerful." Mo Xiaoyu was stunned when he saw Teacher Jimmy's resume. He really can't judge people by their appearance.

Glancing at the gown bag she casually put on the ground, Mo Xiaoyu quickly took out the gown and hung it up respectfully.

Putting the dress in the "best feng shui" position in the closet, Mo Xiaoyu continued to supplement his knowledge of the entertainment industry.

She watched a few rounds of entertainment gossip aimlessly, and felt that there was no way to look at it this way. She remembered the Weibo she saw on Luna's iPad, and it was the fastest way to get to know celebrities through Weibo.

Mo Xiaoyu quickly found out her phone to see if she had Weibo software.

Turning on the phone, I searched around and saw no other social software except WeChat. I couldn't help being curious: "Am I so ascetic? I don't even have a Weibo."

Mo Xiaoyu poked the phone a few times unintentionally with two fingers, and suddenly a hidden interface appeared, which said, please verify your fingerprint.

Mo Xiaoyu put his finger on it curiously, and the interface unfolded with a swipe, showing the hidden software.

There is only one software in it, which is the Weibo that Mo Xiaoyu has been looking for.

"It's really hard to find anywhere. It's easy to get here." With a gentle tug, Mo Xiaoyu dragged out the Weibo software and put it on the bright side.

Click on Weibo with a slender finger, and the account is automatically logged in.

Mo Xiaoyu was not in a hurry to read the trending news, but instead checked the original Weibo content.

The nickname on Weibo is A Lonely Fish, Mo Xiaoyu rubbed his arms: "Hey, why are you so sour?"

She didn't have Mo Xiaoyu's demeanor at all.

He glanced at the nickname in disgust, and continued to look down.

There are about 400 microblogs. Mo Xiaoyu glanced at them and found that all the microblogs were set to be visible only to him.

"It's so mysterious." Mo Xiaoyu pouted, flipping through one of them casually.

A Weibo from a month ago: "My heart hurts, why doesn't he believe me?"

Mo Xiaoyu frowned, then looked down.

"For him, I am willing, but I don't want to tell him what I did, and I don't want him to like me because of this." Weibo half a month ago.

Mo Xiaoyu nodded his chin. Could it be that this matter refers to the matter of donating a kidney? Of course, it is only a speculation. Mo Xiaoyu chose to continue reading.

"I've done so much, but he still doesn't understand me, so he doesn't like me that much?" The time was three months ago.

"I waited at home all day today, but two people came, a man and a woman, and the woman is not me..." Weibo half a year ago.

"I like you, but I'm not that mean, it's obviously her fault, why..." Weibo a year ago.

The more Mo Xiaoyu looked at it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She immediately understood who he was referring to in Weibo, which was An Zhengye, and the one next to the word "female" must be Xue Jingrou.

"It's really abusive." Mo Xiaoyu couldn't bear to read it until the end, so he jumped to the first one, and found that the first Weibo was two years ago, and there was only one sentence on it: "I'm married, married Give it to someone you like, so happy.”

"Oh, what a little fool." Mo Xiaoyu felt sore in his heart, presumably the original body's psychology was at work.

She originally wanted to use Weibo as a small account, after all, the large account is in Luna's hands, and she doesn't even have a password.

But seeing the records in the Weibo account, I don't want to move anymore.

Through these microblogs, a Mo Xiaoyu suddenly stood in front of her eyes, making her realize that although she had transmigrated into the book, the people in the book were all flesh and blood, not just paper people.

Although she is Mo Xiaoyu, and Mo Xiaoyu is her, the previous Mo Xiaoyu also existed, which she cannot obliterate.

After thinking this through, Mo Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured: "I will live on for you, don't worry."

For some reason, after finishing speaking, the depression in my heart dissipated a lot.

The corner of Mo Xiaoyu's mouth twitched into a faint smile, carefully saved his Weibo account, and re-registered a Weibo account, named Happy Bubbles.

Probably because the name is too secondary, and there is no duplicate name on the whole network, so it passed the verification immediately.

Mo Xiaoyu chose a picture of a clownfish as his avatar, and the others were not perfect, so he quickly scrolled through Weibo.

Weibo is equally fun no matter which world it is in. After Mo Xiaoyu became familiar with it, he started to specialize in the Chaohua community. Sure enough, he saw a lot of celebrity Chaohua, so he picked the most popular ones and began to read them.

I was too focused on playing, didn't eat much for dinner, and played with my mobile phone until late at night.

It wasn't until early in the morning that Mo Xiaoyu figured out who the current popular artists were, and the general trend in the entertainment industry.

"It's similar to my original world. Good looks are still the key, but strength is also very important." Mo Xiaoyu muttered and let out a big yawn.

Glancing at the time in the upper left corner, Mo Xiaoyu was startled.

"It's almost three o'clock, go to bed quickly."

Turning off the mobile phone with unfinished thoughts, Mo Xiaoyu always felt that he had forgotten something before going to bed, and he really couldn't remember it, so he fell asleep sullenly.

This sleep was very deep, and I don't know how long it took until the phone rang, which woke Mo Xiaoyu from his deep sleep.

"Hey, who is it? It disturbed people's dreams early in the morning." Mo Xiaoyu squinted his eyes halfway, and answered the phone without looking at the caller ID.

"It's already three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's still early in the morning, Mo Xiaoyu, don't tell me you haven't woken up yet!" Luna's voice sounded from the other end of the phone, with deep dissatisfaction in her tone.

"Sister Luna," Mo Xiaoyu woke up instantly, and coughed lightly: "I'll get up right away, I'll get up right away!"

"Get up, I give you 10 minutes to go downstairs, I'll wait for you downstairs at your house." Luna finished speaking forcefully, and hung up the phone with a snap.

"Beep beep beep beep." Mo Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment when he heard the busy tone on his phone, then he realized the current situation and got up in a panic.

"10 minutes, 10 minutes, I have to hurry up." Mo Xiaoyu muttered, rushing into the bathroom to wash up as fast as possible.

After washing up, he hurriedly changed into sportswear, and put the hanging dress into the bag. After doing all this, Mo Xiaoyu checked the time on his phone, and there were less than 3 minutes left.

"Phew." Mo Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she was still very efficient. She laughed a bit and put her hand on the doorknob. Just as she was about to open the door, she suddenly remembered something and turned back to the bathroom. He ran out, put on his dress and hurried downstairs.

"Mom, I'm leaving." Mo Xiaoyu greeted Xiao Li in the living room, opened the door and rushed out.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Luna's car. As soon as her figure appeared, the driver's window rolled down, revealing Luna's face.

"Very good, exactly 10 minutes." Luna shook her phone and said with satisfaction.

After seeing Mo Xiaoyu's attire, Luna was even more satisfied: "That's right, I know how to use time, and I still remember what I said."

It turned out that Mo Xiaoyu applied a mask in just 2 minutes and came out.

"Hey." Mo Xiaoyu laughed dryly, opened the rear door and walked in.

As soon as the car door was closed, Luna kicked the accelerator and drove out, and said while driving, "I'll take you to do styling now, what about the awards ceremony tonight..."

"Yes, yes, I understand." Mo Xiaoyu listened carefully to Luna's precautions, and echoed a few words from time to time.

While speaking, the car drove to a stylist, and Mo Xiaoyu noticed that this stylist was the same one that Xu Zhou brought her to last time.

The staff opened the door for them, and said warmly: "Welcome, do you have an appointment?"

Luna took out a VIP card: "Yes, please take her to make a model."

"Okay, please this lady." The staff took the VIP card and swiped it, and made a gesture of invitation to Mo Xiaoyu.

"Oh, good." Mo Xiaoyu put on his dress and followed the staff to the second floor.

It took Mo Xiaoyu about two hours to do the styling, which made her so sleepy that she almost fell asleep on the makeup chair.

Until the stylist's voice sounded above his head: "Okay, are you satisfied?"

Mo Xiaoyu woke up from his doze and looked at himself in the mirror.

The hair of the person in the mirror is neatly rolled up, and a pearl hair clip is pinned to the side of the hair, which looks fresh and elegant.

The willow eyebrows are lightly brushed, the tip of the nose is straight, and a touch of blush is brushed on the cheeks, making her look rosy and healthy. The lips are painted with maple leaf red lipstick, and the makeup is clean and delicate.

It's just that her eyes were a little hazy, she looked like she hadn't woken up, Mo Xiaoyu quickly blinked her eyes a few times, and the haze disappeared immediately, and she became radiant.

"It's pretty." Mo Xiaoyu turned his face and looked left and right: "I'm very satisfied."

"Okay, then please change into the dress, do you need my help?" the stylist asked politely.

"No need, I'll call you again if necessary." Mo Xiaoyu smiled and walked into the dressing room with a dress in his hand.

After Mo Xiaoyu closed the door, he took off his sportswear, took out his black dress, and put it on from bottom to top.

It went smoothly through the thighs and tunic, but when the dress reached the waist, the zipper wouldn't close.

"What's going on here, why is it getting tighter?" Mo Xiaoyu lifted the dress up a bit with difficulty.

She suddenly felt puzzled, yesterday was fine, she wore it smoothly, today...

"Too bad, I didn't meet An Zhengye yesterday, I'm getting fat!" Mo Xiaoyu slapped his forehead and wailed.

She felt that she had forgotten something. It turned out that she forgot to meet An Zhengye. Today she gained three catties. No wonder the dress that fit yesterday couldn't be worn today.

"Oh, what can I do about this?"