Slum Maker [Idol Trainee]

To watch the game, it starts directly from chapter 13, and the front is the daily life of the slums.

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Meng Lu was lying on the bed, looking out the window at the scenery of the Big Three in the Magic City.A pair of peach blossom eyes showed a hint of confusion. Obviously, she was still jet-lagged.

I just returned to the country yesterday afternoon, and the seven-hour time difference is a bit of a headache.

"Daughter, get up quickly, mom has prepared a surprise for you today." The phone rang, and it was her mother Guo Yueyun calling.

"No, Mom, my heart can't take it."

"Don't worry, it's different from the previous one. I did my homework. Well, don't stay in bed, get up and open the door."

"Ok."

Meng Lu sighed, her mother is a traditional Chinese mother, and most of her surprises can be posted on the Internet to create a whole series of Chinese flavors.

Putting on an apricot-colored silk pajamas, she yawned and opened the door.

Standing at the door was a hotel staff member, holding a shoebox and a skirt in his hand.The skirt is very bulky, and the black pockets are bulging.

"Thank you." Meng Lu took it and hooked the door with her toe.

The shoes are her favorite JIMMYCHOO, she threw the skirt and threw it directly on the bed.Kneeling and sitting on the ground, I can't wait to open it.

A pair of silver-white shoes studded with crystals and diamonds appeared in front of her.

This pair of shoes cannot be bought in counters and must be customized.Just like the one from Cinderella, the only pair in the world.

Meng Lu was very happy, and immediately put it on her feet.

She is 162 tall, although she is not tall, but her figure is well proportioned, her wrists are above her crotch, her head and calves are long.With high heels, without contrast, it looks like 1.7 meters tall.

A pair of beautiful shoes is not enough, but also a beautiful dress.

Meng Lu tore open the pouch like tearing up a courier, and Meng Lu's eyes were straightened.

The skirt her mother Guo Yueyun bought for her is actually a high-end fashion for this spring and summer, and it just finished the show last month.

The skirt is silver and white, and it is also fully embroidered with beads, crystals, and sequins.Move a little, and it emits a soft light like moonlight.

"Mom, you're wasting money again!" Meng Lu couldn't hold back, and called to complain.Although her family is quite rich now, it is still too extravagant to buy such a dress that can only be worn once.

"Daughter, it's your 21st birthday today, have you forgotten? Isn't it just a suite in Pudong, it doesn't matter, it doesn't exist. You rest for a while, the makeup artist will come over soon, and then get ready to have a carnival."

Meng Lu sighed and could only accept it.This is haute couture, and there is no seven-day unconditional return rule.

In the past, Guo Yueyun was just a small employee of a state-owned textile factory, but when she encountered a wave of layoffs, she gritted her teeth and carried the factory down, slowly developing.After more than ten years of hard work, she is now a well-known entrepreneur and a frequent visitor on the Forbes list of self-made richest women.

She has experienced all this with Guo Yueyun since elementary school, and she knows that starting a business is not easy.And her father died of illness when she was in junior high school because of long-term hard work.

Guo Yueyun didn't want her daughter to suffer any more, so she was sent to France in high school, and she just came back yesterday.

Looking at this dress worth a suite, Meng Lu was still very moved.She stretched out her hand, gently stroking the high-grade fabric, the hand-stitched beads, immersed in the dreamy ocean created by money.

"Lulu, open the door!" Song Weiwei, Meng Lu's best friend, banged on the door.

She is also a rich lady, and the two met in France.Weiwei majored in finance, while she majored in art history, which is a useless major.

"Don't tell me, my birthday party was your idea for my mother." Meng Lu looked at Wei Wei who was dressed in fancy clothes, and immediately guessed it.

"Nonsense, we are diamond sisters." Weiwei dragged a big suitcase into the room, and she grabbed the high-end dress with her hands, "It's so beautiful, put it on quickly, let me admire it. "

"Be careful." Meng Lu respected all works of art, she patted Weiwei's hand away, and put on this beautiful and fragile dress carefully.

"My Lulu, you are really my goddess!" Weiwei hugged her, pressed her head on the chest of the C cup, and pressed it violently a few times.

Weiwei is a full 1.7 meters tall, so she can be hugged into her arms and pampered.

"Okay, okay, tell me quickly, what surprises will come next, I really can't stand the shock." Meng Lu pushed her away and straightened her skirt.

She is a straight girl who only loves a man's pectoral muscles.

"Makeup, hair, and nails. Then, let's go to the party together!" Vivi screamed excitedly, and she opened her box, which was full of various cosmetics, nail polish, and accessories.

Wei Wei is a person who she loves as long as it is beautiful. Facing a beauty like Meng Lu, she naturally cannot hold back and has to dress her up herself.

Meng Lu's appearance belongs to Mingyanhang, with three-dimensional facial features, big eyes, and an upturned nose.The ratio of the upper and lower lips is excellent, just one to two, which is extremely sexy.

But her personality is not outgoing. When she was in France, her classmates called her "Princess Wallflower".This nickname is not derogatory at all, it is all about her beauty.

Delicate, yet cold.

Unbeknownst to everyone, she was actually just saving money.

Childhood experiences can always affect a person's life. Unlike Weiwei, who was born into a rich second generation, she spends money lavishly.If she could save it, she would definitely save it.Includes electricity.

Three hours later, Meng Lu's makeup was finally done.Wei Wei surrounded her and snapped dozens of photos, then muttered to herself while editing the pictures.

In the end, I chose a beautiful photo that was like a miracle, and then uploaded it to her INS.

Weiwei's Instagram has hundreds of thousands of fans, but half of the photos she uploads are of Meng Lu.She herself said that at least half of these fans came to see Meng Lu.

Dressed up, the two walked out of the room.They didn't leave the hotel, but went all the way up to the bar on the top floor of the hotel, where they could see the whole city.

The sky had just darkened, and the neon lights of the city took over from the sun, making the whole city colorful.

Meng Lu found that there was no one in the bar, and immediately knew that Guo Yueyun must have booked the place.How much it would cost, she immediately calculated in her mind.

Just when she was sad, the lights on the ground turned on.It was like lighting up a path and guiding her forward.

"Go, Lulu." Weiwei smiled, as if Guo Yueyun had been upper body.

Meng Lu sighed again, and set foot on the Avenue of Stars.

This road led to the open-air part of the bar. She took a step forward, and the surrounding lights lit up a little.It's like the stars chasing the moon, making her even more dazzling.

When she walked to an empty patio area, the surrounding lights went out suddenly.

In the dark, she didn't panic at all.The surprise that Weiwei mentioned should be served soon.

"Oh, Myshining girl!"

A gentle and magnetic singing sounded, the lights swept across, and a man appeared in the center of the stage.

Hey, it's a big change.

Meng Lu was about to applaud, but when she saw the person in front of her clearly, the expression on her face was a little distorted.

Zhang Yifan, Zhang Yifan, one of the Eight Immortals of Weibo traffic!

The lead singer of the most popular group in China has fans all over the seven continents and eight oceans, one of the five girls in the world is Zhang Yifan who is his fan!

It's over, it's over, at least three houses have to be sold!

Zhang Yifan didn't know that she actually felt sorry for Qian, and he was still singing affectionately.

As a high-quality idol, his professionalism is very good.As long as you give him a stage, he can get high.

Although there was only one audience, her beauty surprised even a person who was immersed in the entertainment circle.

With such a beautiful girl, he naturally sang more sincerely.

But every time he sang, Meng Lu counted it in her heart.

One word is worth tens of thousands of songs, she must listen to it well.

As she listened, her tears fell.

expensive!

It's so expensive!

Anyway, Zhang Yifan has seen big storms, but he hasn't seen any accidents in the past few years since his debut.It is not a big deal for a beautiful woman to cry.

Besides, there were girls who saw him pass out, so her reaction to this was considered very slight.

He still continued to sing affectionately, living up to the wonderful music.Walking to one side of the rose wall that had been prepared a long time ago, he picked a white rose and came down.

With the petals of this rose, he wiped away the tears on Meng Lu's face.

"Oh, hehehe!" Weiwei was almost soaring as she watched from behind. She took her mobile phone and recorded this scene.

The reason why Zhang Yifan was invited to celebrate Meng Lu's birthday was because she once asked Lulu what kind of boy she likes.

Meng Lu's requirement is tall, handsome, good figure, gentle voice, not greasy, refreshing boy.

In Weiwei's heart, Zhang Yifan is the representative of this type.

Salt face, with an abstinent temperament.Even with a big oily head, it is not oily at all.

And Guo Yueyun said again, to celebrate her daughter's birthday back home, money is not a problem at all.She simply took this opportunity to satisfy her dream of chasing stars, and invited her favorite Zhang Yifan over.

Weiwei is a very qualified fan, she has been observing secretly, and she didn't lose control and rushed up to touch a few.

Zhang Yifan only sang one song when he was invited, he was really professional, he came in and left in seconds, accurately calculating the time stated in the contract.

As soon as he left, Weiwei went crazy, taking pictures with her mobile phone around Meng Lu, "Lulu, you're giving off a fairy-like look, did you see that?"

"It's the smell of copper." Meng Lu clutched her chest, feeling so distressed that she was about to suffocate.

It's only 5 minutes, 5 minutes!

Too short!

"Come, come, come, let's take a look at the concretization of copper smell." Weiwei flipped through the photo album on her phone, reminiscing about the precious 5 minutes.

When she saw the photo of Zhang Yifan wiping Meng Lu's tears, two pink roses immediately bloomed on her face, "Oh my god, it's so beautiful. This world is so wonderful!"

"The rich world is beautiful, and the poor are the slums." Meng Lu sat down. She looked down at the Cinderella glass slipper on her feet, and felt that this dream was really too short. She's not even in the show yet.

Because of her personality, she was really embarrassed to tell Weiwei that she actually liked Zhang Yifan.It's just that Weiwei really knows her so well that she guessed her favorite celebrity just like that.

It's just that compared with her love and money, she still loves money more.

"I really can't imagine a day without money." Weiwei was about to cry as she said that, how can I live without money, how can I chase stars, how can I become the benefactor of the one I love!

She quickly added a filter to this photo, added text, and she posted it on INS.

Other guests arrived one after another, including their friends who went abroad together, and some domestic friends.

The bar became lively, and Meng Lu didn't worry about the money she spent anymore.Anyway, I can't get it back, so just enjoy it happily.

Vivi really enjoyed it a lot and had a whole night of partying.Meng Lu still maintained her qualities as a wallflower princess, guarding her from the sidelines.

In the early hours of the morning, Meng Lu dragged her back to her room, and the two fell asleep together.

When they woke up again, the heavy night outside the window showed that they had slept all day.

Before Weiwei woke up, Meng Lu grabbed her mobile phone and checked her social network.Although the two are friends, there are still some deviations in aesthetics.Sometimes Weiwei sends out photos that she doesn't like, so she will quietly delete them.

As soon as she opened it, Meng Lu was startled by a series of prompts.

Although Weiwei is considered a small internet celebrity, the amount of comments, retweets, and likes is very fixed.Today's is obviously much higher than that.

She quickly clicked on it to read, and the first few items made her tremble all over.

[My Brother Fan has debuted for six years, and there has never been any scandal!Unexpectedly, it was destroyed by this female cousin!Why does she let my brother sing for her alone!Is it great to have a few stinky money?We can also crowdfund her! ]

[I was so angry that I cried, why did my elder brother serve her so humiliatingly!How shameless, how can there be such a bitch! ]

[I feel so sorry for my brother, change companies quickly!Garbage company, let my brother do all the dirty work as long as it takes money!I really can't stand it anymore, sisters raise funds to buy his company! ]

[Fundraising!Fundraising!Our brother, we hurt ourselves! ]

"Hey, are all your fandoms this scary?" Meng Lu really exploded. She kicked Wei Wei who was still hungover, and woke her up forcefully.

"Ah?" Weiwei struggled out of the quilt, she rubbed her eyes, and silently looked at her mobile phone, "Ah..."

"What the hell!" Meng Lu rubbed a towel and wiped her face to wake her up.

"Yeah, the fandom is just that scary." Weiwei nodded.

"Then why did you still post the photo?" Meng Lu was really convinced, didn't Weiwei, a star chasing girl, think of such a consequence?

"Because neither you nor him showed their faces in this photo, I thought they wouldn't recognize each other." Weiwei took a picture of Meng Lu's back, and Meng Lu's hairstyle just covered Zhang Yifan's face. It's the microscope girl, I recognized it through a custom-made ring from Zhang Yifan.

"You solve this matter yourself, don't involve me!" Meng Lu is really Buddhist, she even gave up her dream because of the terrible fashion circle.

"There is nothing to solve, you are an amateur, what are you afraid of." Weiwei yawned, and deleted the relevant photos and text.

In today's online society, it would be nice if hot spots can last for half a day.

But Weiwei completely underestimated the fighting power of the fans. During this day, they used Weiwei's social network to find out all [-] generations of her ancestors.

Because Meng Lu is very low-key, not many people know her family background even in the circle of international students in France, so she escaped this wave of attacks instead.

Weiwei was so angry that she exploded, but there was nothing she could do.They could only keep chanting the Three Character Classic and scolding each other across the air.

"How about this, let's set up an entertainment company and promote a few more boy groups. Divide their brother's traffic away, and when they fall in love with our boy group, we will jump out and say that this is all ours Man, how are you?" Meng Lu laughed until she rolled, she really didn't expect that Wei Wei would have a day when she was devastated.

"Wait..." Weiwei stood up and looked at Meng Lu seriously.

"I'm leaving, I still have to eat with my mother." Meng Lu also stood up, going to open the door.

"No, Lulu, you came up with this suggestion!" Weiwei rushed to the door at once. She had long legs and ran faster.

"Ouch, sister, please let me go." Meng Lu was really defeated, as her best friend is super mobile.Said which star to pursue, the one that flew halfway around the world to see it the next day.

"No, Lulu, think about it carefully, this business is actually very profitable." Wei Wei pulled her back to sit on the bed, she took out a piece of paper, and spoke seriously.

Both Meng Lu's family and Weiwei's family are very rich. Their investment in industry is basically fixed now, but they have hardly set foot in entertainment.

But now that there are so many traffic stars, as long as they have good looks and a little business level, they can attract a lot of fans.

It is simply an industry with low investment, high output, and environmental protection.

"Lulu, haven't you always wanted to be a fashion designer? If you can get some traffic out, and bring your brand with you, you will definitely beat Lawrence Xu and rub Guo Pei on the ground!" Weiwei said to Meng Lu Very confident, her design draft has been approved by many big names in the fashion industry.

It's just that Meng Lu was too afraid of trouble and didn't take root in the French circle.

"Hmm..., you seem to be quite reasonable." Meng Lu was shaken, facing the overwhelming marketing and popularity of domestic traffic, she also wanted to try the feeling of throwing money to support a man.

They raise paper men, wild men who can't be touched, but she wants to support her own man, no matter what, it's not a loss!