Quickly penetrate the beautiful host and be fascinated by it

Jiang Wantang put the lunch box on the table, opened the lid and asked, "Wan Xiao, are you feeling better? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Xiang Wanxiao grinned and looked straight at Jiang Wantang's movements: "No, no, I feel like I'm full of life, great!"

Jiang Wantang said happily: "That's good. Are you hungry? I'll help you get up and eat something."

Under Jiang Wantang's careful care, Xiang Wanxiao had a delicious meal: Hey, Tangtang is so considerate, not only brings me food, but also wipes my mouth, she must be attracted to me!

Hahahahahaha, I just said that I am so handsome, charming, graceful, and talented, and Tangtang will fall in love with me sooner or later. Let’s see, won’t this come true?

Haoxuan, my good brother, I’m sorry! Don't blame me. Who said you are so little less charming than me? I will definitely make it up to you in the future and find you ten or eight little beauties! !

Jiang Wantang looked at him and smiled and frowned, thinking: Is this kid's brain damaged?

The next second the system prompt sounded, dispelling her suspicion: [Beep, Xiang Wanxiao's love value is 97%]

Jiang Wantang: Well, it seems that my brain is not broken, but I am worrying too much.

After sitting for a while, Jiang Wantang looked at his phone: "Haoxuan and Tingting are next door to you. If you feel bored, you can go over and communicate with them. I have something else to do and will come see you tomorrow."

Xiang Wanxiao nodded obediently: "Okay, you go ahead, I will take care of myself!"

As soon as Jiang Wantang left, Xiang Wanxiao sang happily: "Good luck comes, good luck comes..."

Here Jiang Wantang rushed to the company to shoot the commercial as soon as he came out of the hospital.

In the car, her agent urgently gave her some general information: "The advertisement this time is for Yan Yue's Hanfu. This brand is very famous in the Hanfu industry."

"If you take good photos, it will be a good start for your career. After all, you don't have many works so far. Most of your fans come from your face."

"So for now, whether it's advertising or TV, the most important thing for you is to come up with your own masterpiece, show your abilities, and increase fan stickiness."

As soon as they arrived at the scene, Yanyue's team was very satisfied the first second they saw her. He hurriedly pushed her into the dressing room to put on makeup, for fear that she would fly away the next second.

The moment Jiang Wantang came out wearing Hanfu, the world fell silent.

A lotus pink long-sleeved shirt highlighted her icy muscles and jade bones, and the jade-colored myrobalan skirt underneath outlined her charming figure, paired with her alluring face and matching Yaotai bun.

Everyone present seemed to see a beauty from a thousand years ago coming to them across time and space, and for a moment they forgot to breathe.

Chairman Photographer Liu Xiaoling thought: Is this the legendary ancient chosen man? If he were born in ancient times, how many emperors and heroes would bow to him! !

After all, this advertisement is to promote Hanfu. In just four minutes and fifty seconds, Jiang Wantang changed into fourteen pieces of Hanfu, makeup and hair bun.

The coldness and simplicity, elegance, dignity, innocence and liveliness, gentleness and brokenness, laziness and easygoingness are vividly displayed by Jiang Wantang.

It's a visual feast! !

Looking at the back, the staff discovered that beauty alone would not be able to achieve such an effect. Jiang Wantang would show corresponding temperament and micro-expressions according to the characteristics of the Hanfu he wore, integrating himself with the Hanfu.

They can already imagine the sensation when this advertisement was aired. Yanyue Hanfu's choice of Jiang Wantang was definitely the wisest decision.

As they expected, the advertisement became a hit all over the country once it was released. For commercials released at the same time, it was a one-sided massacre.

High-rise buildings and streets are full of advertisements showing Jiang Wantang wearing Hanfu.

Yanyue Hanfu also sold out in just half an hour after the advertisement came out, which is unprecedented. Even though Yan Yue had invited many big-name celebrities before, the results were not as amazing as Jiang Wantang's this time.

After all, Yan Yue is taking a high-end route, so you still need some financial resources to afford it.

Inside the black Maybach filled with B's, a man with a perfect combination of wildness and righteousness turned his head slightly and looked up at the advertisement being played in the center of Times Square.

The stunningly beautiful girl, with her elegant demeanor and light and elegant Hanfu, is reflected through the screen into those firm and deep pupils.

He stared at her without blinking, as if he wanted to carve her into his heart.

If Jiang Wantang were here, she might recognize this man as the man who paid for her in the cafe last time, but he had a deep scar on the side of his face.

From the brow bone across the high bridge of the nose and winding all the way to the cold chin, this scar was so dangerous that it almost split his hard and clear face in half.

"Wang Yichen, did you hear what I said?"

A thunderous roar interrupted Wang Yichen's thoughts. He withdrew his gaze and rubbed his eyebrows with his thick, calloused index and middle fingers: "No need to say any more, now that I have chosen, I will not retreat! This is mine. Fate.”

Wang Cian sneered: "Ah, fate...are you talking about the fate of being crushed and ashes, the fate of being anonymous, the fate of having a home and not being able to return, or the fate of not being able to erect a monument after death!"

Wang Yichen became more and more angry as he listened to the man talking. Finally, he became choked up and comforted softly: "Brother..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he started talking, he was interrupted: "Don't call me brother, I'm not your brother. I don't have a brother like you. The Wang family doesn't have unfilial descendants like you!"

Wang Yichen didn't dare to offend him again, so he consciously shut up. There was silence in the quiet carriage. Wang Cian calmed down for a while before speaking again:

"Yichen, I beg you, please take pity on my grandfather and mother. If something happens to you, how will you let them live!"

"The injury on your face hasn't woken you up yet, right? How can a handsome young man find a wife if his face is ruined?"

Hearing the last sentence, Wang Yichen, who was originally sad and guilty, couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. When he raised his head, he looked at the advertisements playing in a loop outside and felt sad again. He unconsciously touched his chest: "How can a person like me be worthy of finding a partner without harming other girls?" ”

Seeing him like this, Wang Cian couldn't bear to say anything more. He thought, you can't become fat by eating one bite, so this matter must be done step by step.

In a Shankakali area in Sichuan, Jiang Wantang was struggling to hang on to Wi-Fi. She accepted a fairy tale drama. This was her first drama as the female lead. It was tailor-made for her by the company. Luo Ziye and the whole company attach great importance to it.

Taking into account authenticity and immersion, the crew unanimously decided to shoot in real scenes, so Jiang Wantang appeared here.

This is a drama from the perspective of the heroine. It tells the story of a girl who is inexperienced in the world, Yinlu, who goes down the mountain to find her enemies because her teacher is destroyed. She makes friends along the way and becomes stronger along the way. In the end, she kills her enemies to avenge her hatred, and takes on the responsibility of saving her. The heroine who is responsible for the common people.

There were too many lines and action scenes, and Jiang Wantang was miserable. Maybe God had pity on her, because she suddenly received good news from the system:

[Beep, Xiang Wanxiao’s love value is 100%]

[Beep, progress 4/7]

[Beep, Wang Yichen’s love value is 87%]

Jiang Wantang, who was bitter: Huh?