stjorthotic Chapter 626 A Century-Long Relationship with a Beautiful Woman
Chapter 626 A Century-Long Relationship with a Beautiful Woman
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In the backstage corridor of the New Year's Eve gala, the lights were turned to a warm yellow, and staff members pushed racks full of formal dresses from the other end of the corridor.
But when passing by, she subconsciously held her breath, because the door to the lounge ahead had Gu Qing's room number on it.
On the left side of the corridor, two or three meters away from that door, a group of beautiful young girls were standing there nervously.
They were dressed in matching performance costumes, their makeup exquisite. They pointed to the door of the dressing room, but at this moment they shrank back, pushing and shoving, none of them daring to step forward.
Interestingly,
All the tall girls hid behind a petite girl.
"Xiao Ju, Xiao Ju, you're a big star in our group, you should be able to say a few words to Gu Qing, you go!"
A tall girl gave a push to the petite figure at the front.
"Huh? Compared to you guys I'm a big star, but compared to Gu Qing's little brother, I'm nothing."
The petite girl turned around, put her hands on her hips, and gave a sidelong glance with her small face, making a sarcastic remark.
She was about 1.55 meters tall, which made her look particularly petite among a group of girls, but she spoke very frankly and casually, and her voice was unusually clear and sweet.
Ju Jingyi has a small, delicate face, but her features are incredibly exquisite.
Her cheekbones were slightly high in the early days, but now her features have been smoothed and softened, like a piece of jade that has been carefully polished.
Her eyes resembled almonds, with slightly raised eyebrows. Her makeup emphasized a charming look, which balanced out her innocence. Her skin was as white as a delicate porcelain doll.
Faced with members who "bully the weak and fear the strong,"
Ju Jingyi rolled her eyes and slapped away the hand that was resting on her shoulder.
"Stop pressing, or you'll make it smaller again."
"Sister Ju, there's an old saying that you grow taller around 23. You were born in '94, so you're already 24 this year. How can you possibly grow any taller?"
The group members couldn't help but chuckle, covering their mouths and giggling.
"What do you mean 24? It's still one day short. If you keep this up, go knock on the door yourselves, I'm leaving."
Ju Jingyi looked embarrassed and annoyed, and made a gesture as if to leave.
"Sister Ju, Sister Ju, we were wrong."
"Keep going, keep knocking!"
"Ouch—"
With a soft cry, Ju Jingyi was pushed forward by countless hands from behind, stumbling and falling to the door.
Her hair was disheveled, and her small hands were stroking her cheeks; she wanted to complain but dared not make a loud sound.
I could only manage to squeeze out three words through gritted teeth:
"My makeup..."
Ju Jingyi steadied herself, tilted her head back, and stole a glance at the two characters 'Gu Qing' on the signboard in the upper left corner.
Even the two characters are embossed in gold, giving them a special kind of high-class feel.
Ju Jingyi pursed her pink lips slightly, swallowed hard, and mentally cheered herself up.
"I can do it, I can do it, I can do it..."
She slowly raised her hand and, under the expectant gazes of her fellow group members, gently knocked twice on the door.
"Huh? Why is there no sound?"
"Is Sister Ju trying to trick us?"
The group members looked at each other in confusion, and some even stood on tiptoe to try to peek through the crack in the door.
"Shut up!"
Ju Jingyi, who is from Sichuan and Chongqing, turned around and glared fiercely.
She quickly raised her hand and tapped the door twice, this time with a bit of force, her knuckles making a crisp sound on the wooden door.
After knocking,
She abruptly moved her delicate foot, her heart pounding, and retreated to the members' side, her silvery voice slightly hurried: "I really knocked!"
The sound of footsteps came from inside the door, growing louder as they approached.
The girls' hearts jumped into their throats.
The door was opened gently.
Zhao Ya peeked out with half her face, tilted her head slightly, and saw a group of unfamiliar girls. Her expression didn't change much; her smile was friendly and natural.
"Hello, how can I help you?"
The girls were silent, too shy to speak.
"Sister... Sister, we're from the 48 Girl Group, and we're big fans of Teacher Gu Qing. Can we ask her for a photo with us?"
Ju Jingyi mentally poked the members' heads repeatedly, cursing these cowardly guys in her heart. Aren't you usually so tough?
She suppressed her nervousness, obediently stepped forward, clasped her hands together, and pleaded softly and pitifully.
"Want to take a photo together?"
Zhao Ya looked troubled, her brows furrowing slightly.
The girls felt a pang of shame and disappointment.
These obscure girl groups, who are only good for being backup dancers for popular artists at New Year's Eve galas, really have no prestige.
Being able to stand in the corner of this stage is an opportunity that the company had to beg and plead for.
Despite having experienced more, Ju Jingyi still maintains her sweet smile; she has prepared a dignified exit speech.
Unexpectedly,
"Taking a photo together might be a bit difficult, but could you sign an autograph?"
Zhao Ya, however, was easygoing. She peeked over, blinked, and whispered, "Our boss doesn't dare take group photos anymore these days."
"Afraid to take a photo together?"
The group of girls were stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of Gu Qing's "unlucky experience" on the internet yesterday.
For a moment, the girls couldn't help but smile.
"Don't laugh, don't laugh..."
Ju Jingyi's fingertips behind her back lightly pinched the oblivious member of the group.
Although she also wanted to laugh, feeling sorry for Gu Qing's younger brother, she held it back and thanked Zhao Yaxin sincerely.
"Thank you, sister. It's already very kind of you to have an autographed photo."
"Little sister, come in alone and get an autographed photo from me. The boss is chatting with Mr. Leehom, so it's not convenient for too many people to come in."
Zhao Ya smiled slightly; she found it quite appealing to a pretty girl who was sensible and perceptive to act coquettishly.
She waved and felt a surge of goodwill towards the petite and radiant Ju Jingyi in front of her.
The most important thing is,
Ju Jingyi's height and appearance prevent her from generating much hostility as a fellow woman.
That kind of petite, delicate, and harmless appearance.
In a past life,
Ju Jingyi is one of the few female celebrities who, despite not being among the top four "ordinary female celebrities," is still very popular with female audiences.
"You all wait here and don't say anything out of line."
Ju Jingyi turned around and gave some instructions before following Zhao Ya into the rest room amidst the envious gazes of her fellow group members.
Wow, this room is huge!
As soon as she entered, Ju Jingyi couldn't help but marvel inwardly.
Her gaze swept from the doorway to the window, from the carpet to the ceiling.
The room was spacious, with a thick carpet on the floor, a large sofa that could comfortably accommodate two people, and an exquisite tea set and several small snacks on the coffee table.
It looks incredibly high-end.
"Wow, this is so high-class..."
"It feels several times bigger than our dressing room. Can one person really use it all?"
Ju Jingyi followed obediently behind Zhao Ya, her head slightly lowered, but she couldn't resist her curiosity. Her bright eyes darted left and right, and she was amazed.
Backstage at the New Year's Eve gala, because there were so many artists, the dressing rooms were used as dressing rooms, and a group of artists squeezed together to share them.
A dozen or twenty people were crammed together putting on makeup, their clothes and cosmetics scattered everywhere. It was so crowded that the air was filled with a terrible smell.
Ju Jingyi gently sniffed her delicate nose, feeling the freshness in the air. She felt like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, finding everything novel and amazing.
Is this the treatment that top-tier celebrities receive?
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"Xiao Gu, you're so careless with your songwriting, I really can't sing it anymore, my vocal range is too high."
A male voice with a smile came from the inner room.
"Where did it go higher? I sang it pretty well, very easily and smoothly. I wish my brother could write it even higher."
Another female voice chimed in.
"Weiwei, you'll understand when you're as old as me."
"Haha, Leehom, you're not old at all."
The cheerful laughter reached Ju Jingyi's bright ears.
Are you referring to "A Bridge of Destiny"?
"This song is really hard to sing."
Ju Jingyi muttered to herself.
She was very curious and wanted to steal a glance at Gu Qing, who was younger than her but had already become a national celebrity.
I want to see what he looks like in private.
Their group has over a hundred girls, more than half of whom are Gu Qing's fans, including some of her "nieces".
Yet those people were also infatuated with Gu Qing to the point of obsession.
This charm has reached the point of being universally appealing.
Ju Jingyi really wanted to see it; it was purely out of curiosity.
However, her good professional ethics still made her obediently follow behind Zhao Ya like a little tail, not daring to look at people presumptuously.
In the midst of laughter,
Gu Qing glanced at the slender, petite girl who followed Zhao Ya after she opened the door.
Judging from their attire, they don't seem to be staff members.
"Xiao Gu, it's getting late, we should go back and get ready."
Following Gu Qing's gaze, the second brother tactfully stood up.
"Brother Leehom, Sister Weiwei, take care."
Gu Qing got up to see him off.
"Bye-bye, little brother. Let's work together again sometime."
Tan Weiwei waved goodbye with reluctance.
The moment I stepped out the door,
She let out a long sigh, reached up and rolled up her sleeves, revealing a large tattooed arm, instantly exuding a fierce aura.
"Weiwei, what are you doing?"
The second brother was startled, thinking she was going to beat him up.
"Nothing much, just getting too hot and needing some fresh air. Come on, let's go back to practice singing."
After leaving the house, Tan Weiwei's voice became hoarse. She glared at her second brother, raised her chin decisively, and strode away in her high heels.
The second brother stood there, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
He looked down at himself, then at Tan Weiwei's departing figure, and suddenly began to question the meaning of life.
so,
He's really getting old; he's lost all his charm in front of women.
Just now inside, Tan Weiwei was all smiles and her voice was so gentle it could melt your heart.
As soon as I stepped outside, this is what happened.
This differential treatment is far too obvious.
He shook his head and followed.
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In the rest room,
Zhao Ya rummaged through her bag and took out a stack of autographed photos that Gu Qing usually kept in his collection from a hidden compartment.
"Little sister, how many people are there with you?" she asked casually.
"Five...six sheets, sister."
Ju Jingyi hadn't originally intended to include herself, but for some reason, she added the sentence before she could finish speaking.
"Six sheets..."
Zhao Ya found a stack of photos, counted them, and found that the first four photos had signatures, but when she turned the photos over, they were spotless and had nothing on them.
She turned and handed it over, lowering her voice.
"Little sister, some artists and teachers came before and asked for autographed photos. There are only four left."
"Thank you, sister. Four is enough."
Ju Jingyi, however, felt flattered and overwhelmed.
In all her years in the industry, she'd never met such an easygoing manager, especially not a top-tier artist's manager.
Since 14:
After domestic marketing media changed "idol" to "beautiful woman" in the article "A once-in-4000-years idol is born in China,"
Her career was spent amidst both controversy and fame.
Even the most pitiful one, like Sister Zhao, at most gets scolded by fans in the entertainment industry.
Ju Jingyi, on the other hand, was criticized by audiences across the country.
Calling her "4000-year-old" is just a publicity stunt.
They accused her of "faking her height".
They called her a "plastic surgery monster" and accused her of "pretending to be innocent."
Countless negative comments follow each of her blog posts.
Ju Jingyi initially contacted her company to deny the rumors, but the company didn't take it seriously, thinking that being famous for being infamous is still fame.
Instead, they used this as a marketing ploy to get Ju Jingyi to "bear with it."
The advantage is that,
This brought an immediate boost in online traffic, propelling this previously unknown member of a girl group into the public eye.
The downside is that she's been constantly criticized, and nobody dares to associate with her. The "4000-year mark" title immediately drew the most disdain and contempt from female celebrities in the industry.
Even last year, when Ju Jingyi was promoting her role in "Novoland: The Castle in the Sky," she was publicly ridiculed for her height by Lu Han's girlfriend.
He smiled and said to the reporters:
"I feel a sense of tenderness towards girls who are so short that I have to look down at them."
After saying that, she deliberately gestured to show how tall the two of them were.
Ju Jingyi could only manage a wry smile; there was nothing she could do.
What could she do?
Arguing with them? You can't win an argument.
Trying to argue with them? You can't win.
She only has a bloodsucking company behind her; she should be lucky to even get the second female lead role.
When Ju Jingyi suddenly met Zhao Ya, a gentle, considerate, and unpretentious older sister, she was so moved that she almost cried.
"Sister Xiaoya, is it because you don't have enough autographed photos?"
Gu Qing escorted the two to the door, then turned to look at Zhao Ya with raised eyebrows.
His gaze passed over Zhao Ya's shoulder and landed on the petite girl in the white dress.
"Boss, this young lady is from the 48 girl group. She's a fan of yours and wants six autographed photos of you for the members, but there are only four left."
Zhao Ya waved the photo and said with a troubled expression.
"I'll just sign two more copies; I can't let my fans down."
Gu Qing walked over with a smile, her steps unhurried, her Martin boots making a soft "tap-tap" sound on the floor.
He was wearing a black suit today, with a clean cut, smooth lines, straight shoulders, and a slightly cinched waist.
Her hair was half-tied back, with a few stray strands falling across her forehead, swaying gently with her steps.
Hearing the footsteps behind her growing clearer, Ju Jingyi's delicate body tensed slightly, and she felt inexplicably nervous.
It's not for any other reason than that I've been spending too much time with women, so when I meet a real man, I get a little nervous.
until,
A faint scent of soapberry wafted into Ju Jingyi's nostrils, like the clean and refreshing smell of grass after the rain.
seem……
It smelled like the pleasant, refreshing fragrance she had smelled when she first entered the room; now she had finally found the source.
Gu Qing neither deliberately slowed down nor sped up; he simply walked past her naturally.
Ju Jingyi felt an invisible pressure.
It's not an arrogant haughtiness, but a composure that comes from within, nurtured by vitality and self-confidence.
Gu Qing walked past her, took the pen and photo Zhao Ya handed her, chuckled, turned around, and greeted her naturally while signing her name, her voice clear and melodious: "Good evening."
Good evening, Professor Gu Qing.
Ju Jingyi wasn't a delicate girl. She took a light breath, tilted her delicate face up, and looked at Gu Qing with her clear and bright eyes, greeting him generously.
Upon closer inspection of their gaze and clearly seeing Gu Qing, only one thought flashed through her mind:
"I've seen a really handsome guy!"
In all her years in the industry, aside from her staff, the only male actor she has truly worked with is Zhang Ruoyun.
And this actor's appearance... is so striking that it made Lu Han's girlfriend cry and say she wouldn't film any kissing scenes.
Ju Jingyi was on set at the time and witnessed it firsthand.
Zhang Ruoyun: "???"
"You are... Ju Jingyi?"
Gu Qing was slightly surprised. Her pen paused on the autographed photo for a moment, and she looked up at her.
I never expected that the person who came to ask me for an autograph would be Ju Jingyi.
"Teacher Gu Qing, do you know me?"
Ju Jingyi couldn't even look at the handsome guy anymore; her brain seemed to have been paused the moment she heard those words.
Does Gu Qing know her?
how can that be!
She was very surprised and delighted.
"I know you. I've seen you, Ruoyun, and Xiaotong in 'Novoland: The Castle in the Sky'."
Upon suddenly seeing the artist she had once criticized, Gu Qing nodded awkwardly.
He was also shocked by the "4,000-year beauty" back then and joined the public in criticizing her.
Later, as this woman became famous and entered the ranks of top female celebrities, she kept refuting rumors on variety shows, and Gu Qing finally learned the truth.
to this end,
He even went to the other party's blog to apologize, but it's unclear whether Ju Jingyi saw it.
"You should be considered my senior, and we're colleagues in the same industry, so please don't call me teacher."
After signing his name, Gu Qing handed over the two photos.
"Would it be impolite for me to call Gu Qing 'little brother'?"
Ju Jingyi took the photo with both hands, and the moment her fingertips touched it, she tentatively asked a question, her eyes sparkling.
"No, everyone calls me that, I'm used to it."
Gu Qing smiled helplessly.
"Gu Qing, you can call me Xiao Ju. I won't bother you any longer, bye-bye."
Ju Jingyi blinked her eyelashes, bowed slightly, and before leaving, she didn't forget to say goodbye to Zhao Ya with a joyful expression, her voice as sweet as honey: "Sister, I'm leaving, thank you."
"pat-"
The door was closed gently.
Next second,
A faint, intermittent scream from a group of girls could be heard outside the door.
Gu Qing chuckled and shook his head, preparing to hand the paper and pen to Zhao Ya.
But I noticed that her expression was somewhat blank, staring blankly in the direction Ju Jingyi had left.
"Sister Xiaoya, what's wrong with you?"
Gu Qing was surprised and waved in front of her.
"Boss, you're saying she's... Ju Jingyi?"
Zhao Ya was stunned, her voice carrying a sense of disorientation.
"Is that the '4000-year beauty'?"
"Yeah, you talked to her for so long, and you don't recognize her?"
Gu Qing was puzzled.
"I know Ju Jingyi, but I don't know her."
Zhao Ya subconsciously touched her face, as if to confirm whether she was dreaming.
She was stunned: "How did she become so beautiful?!"
The entertainment industry is undoubtedly a hotbed of cosmetic surgery, with almost 90% of celebrities having undergone minor adjustments.
Cosmetic surgery is not a rare thing.
What shocked Zhao Ya was that she had never seen an artist who could transform themselves into such a beautiful person.
When she first met Ju Jingyi, she thought she had met a real-life Barbie.
Her skin was so white it glowed, and her features were so exquisite they seemed unreal. Apart from being a little short, it seemed like there was nothing wrong with her.
"Boss, can I ask her to recommend a doctor?"
Zhao Ya was tempted.
"I'm sorry for being so forward!"
Gu Qing tapped her forehead.
"Just kidding, boss, I was wrong."
Zhao Ya covered her head, admitted her mistake, and regained her senses.
"Let's quiet down, the party is about to start."
Gu Qing sat down on the sofa, picked up the thermos, and sipped the warm water.
"That's strange, boss, why hasn't Teacher Bingbing come to see you?"
Zhao Ya sat down opposite her, glanced at the time again, and looked puzzled.
In her understanding,
Whether this popular actress genuinely considers her boss a friend or simply wants to use this opportunity for marketing, she won't miss it.
Just like,
The dinners and ceremonies held recently were all the same.
"Sister Bingbing contacted me on WeChat."
Gu Qing shook her head and didn't say anything more.
When he arrived at the lounge,
Gu Qing received a message from Da Bingbing.
The content is very brief, just five words:
"Thank you, little brother."
Gu Qing was initially taken aback, wondering if Brother Chen had told Da Bingbing what she had said to him last night.
"Brother Chen is dishonest, he snitched!"
Gu Qing decided that she could no longer whisper secrets to Da Hei Niu.
Time flies, and it's 7:30.
Dongfang TV's New Year's Eve Gala has officially begun, appearing both on television and live.
Thanks to Gu Qing, as well as Nai Liang and Xiao Lu trending on social media, the topic is trending very much tonight.
Once the live stream starts,
The barrage of comments poured out like a floodgate opening.
"Brothers and sisters, stop praising Gu Qing for now. I just want to ask one question: will Nailiang and Xiaolu really sing together on stage?"
"Sing my ass! If I were Nailiang, I would have terminated the contract long ago. No matter how much money I get, I won't put up with this!"
"Exactly, I support Brother Liang. Singing with this morally corrupt woman, and singing 'It's All You,' isn't this just the organizers trying to disgust people?"
"Damn it, how could the organizers know that Xiaolu cheated?"
"Is it possible that Xiaolu chose this song?"
"Brother, that's even worse!"
The comments section was buzzing with discussion; some were angry, some sympathetic, and some were just watching the drama unfold.
Overall, netizens are united against outsiders, sympathizing with Liang Ge's plight while harboring the most indignant hostility towards Xiao Lu.
As the program progressed, it was 8:30 before we knew it.
Finally, the host took the stage.
"The next program is a program full of love, featuring our well-known loving couple, Nailiang and Xiaolu, singing the song 'All of You' together."
When reciting the pre-rehearsed lines, the host racked his brains, recalling the most tragic events of his life, before gritting his teeth and finishing the entire script.
As soon as he finished reading,
The host immediately lowered his head and ran offstage, afraid that if he was even a second later, he would lose his composure.
"Haha, a universally acknowledged loving couple? Who acknowledged that?"
"Please, stop torturing my brother Liang."
"This is too tragic, it's hilarious."
Even more outrageous was the pairing of Nailiang and Xiaolu, who went on stage hand in hand.
To the accompaniment of pink-clad dancers and sweet music, the two walked to the center of the stage, holding hands but with their heads turned to the left and right, as if separated by a galaxy, neither looking at the other.
Tonight, Xiaolu wore a long yellow hooded coat, paired with a black bodysuit and black high heels, looking incredibly stylish.
Nailiang suffered the most.
Xiaolu personally picked out his clothes.
Wearing a striped jacket with large pockets in a hip-hop style, paired with slim black pants, the two of them definitely have an underground rapper vibe.
Nai Liang felt as if he were wearing a ghillie suit, and wished he could find a bush to crawl into.
"Boss, I can't watch anymore."
Zhao Ya, in the lounge, had already covered her eyes, her fingers tightly shut, and her toes digging into the ground.
"Brother Liang...it's not easy."
Gu Qing gritted her teeth, her scalp tingling as well.
This scene is also a true reflection of the lives of countless artists backstage.
"My eyes are filled with you."
Sweet and lovely, you know what I mean.
Tell you I like you.
Let's travel together, hand in hand.
To the accompaniment of sweet music
Nailiang took Xiaolu's hand and spoke into the microphone, but no sound came out when he opened his mouth; only the pre-recorded accompaniment played.
His lips were moving, but his throat felt blocked, and he couldn't squeeze out a single word.
At this point, the difference in acting skills between the husband and wife became apparent.
Xiao Lu smiled sweetly, tilting her head and smiling gently at the camera, radiating youthful energy. With a touch of dance moves, she showed no embarrassment whatsoever, truly deserving of her Golden Horse Award-winning talent.
Nai Liang, on the other hand, had a furrowed brow and a bitter expression on his face; even his smile carried a hint of heartache.
After the song, which lasted three minutes and fifty-three seconds, was finished, the screen was filled with question marks, so densely packed that the screen itself was barely visible.
All netizens had only one thought:
"How much is the breach of contract penalty for Dongfang TV?!"
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...(End of this chapter)