At half past two in the morning, Siyu pulled herself together and finished editing the draft. She clicked save and sent the draft to her comic editor.
After doing all this, she rubbed her sore eyes and yawned. She habitually opened the website to read the comments of the readers.
Siyu was now a freelance mangaka. She was an out-and-out lover of clichés. Therefore, her works were also in this style. All kinds of high-energy and sour plots emerged one after another. Clichés were not new, but Siyu had the ability to make her readers complain that the plot was too old, while they couldn't stop themselves from catching up.
This time, the newly serialized manga, "Superstar's Love Wedding," also continued her usual characteristics. The comments section was in full swing, but most of the readers' focus was not on the relationship between the male and female protagonists, but on the important female supporting character in the novel — the male protagonist Ji Lin's half-sister, Zhou Siyu.
When creating this female supporting character, Siyu casually gave her the same name as her own. At the same time, she added many settings for the female supporting character: such as being weak and sickly from a young age, vomiting blood after walking a few steps, and so on. She forcibly molded the female supporting character into a sickly beauty who was as fragile as porcelain.
Like all the female supporting characters in clichés since ancient times, Zhou Siyu's role was to promote the development of the plot and create obstacles between the male and female protagonists. She was jealous of everything that her half-brother could have, and this jealousy turned into a strong desire for revenge. Zhou Siyu was unscrupulous and even used Ji Lin's guilt towards her to secretly kill him.
Of course, the female supporting character's plot would eventually be exposed. After the plot was exposed, Zhou Siyu was reviled by thousands of people. Ji Lin's last trace of affection for his sister was also worn away. In the end, she received her retribution and died miserably.
This was the ending that Siyu had designed for the female supporting character. She thought that the readers would denounce the evil female supporting character as usual, but she did not expect that most of them actually liked this character very much. Every day in the comments section, they asked for more scenes.
[Azmin]: The character of the weak and sickly beauty is so cool! I'll f * cking choke!
Tangmen Yizhi Hua: "Watching the supporting female lead vomiting blood while laying out a vicious plan, I don't know why, but I have the urge to cheer for her … This kind of contrast is much more adorable than the pure white lotus female lead, Xu Qingwan. I think the brother-sister relationship is completely acceptable!"
Pineapple Sauce Fengli Su: "Please give Miss Siyu a happy ending!" Author, if you kill her as cannon fodder, I'll definitely hang myself with three feet of white silk from the crooked tree under your building!
Siyu: "…" The taste of this batch of readers was getting more and more intense.
Siyu quickly browsed through the comments and turned off her computer speechlessly. Although the readers were very vocal, she had never been influenced by the outside world. Besides, if the evil female supporting character didn't become cannon fodder, could it still be considered a qualified melodramatic manga?
Siyu happily turned off the lights and lay on the bed. Before she fell asleep, she was still thinking about how the readers would react when they saw the tragic ending of the supporting female lead …
…
"Zhou Siyu! Have you rested enough? Everyone is waiting for you and you've already wasted an entire morning. How much longer do you want to drag it out for? There should be a limit to pretending to be sick, right? "
In a daze, Siyu seemed to hear an angry female voice shouting something in her ear. The voice was sharp and piercing. She frowned and suddenly opened her eyes. She saw an unfamiliar woman standing in front of her and looking down at her. She didn't look good.
Seeing that Siyu had woken up, the woman snorted and impatiently ordered, "Hurry up and get up to touch up your makeup. Teacher Zhang Chao only reserved one day for the shoot. If you don't finish your cover photo today, you'll have to pay for it!"
Siyu was confused. What was going on? Wasn't she sleeping at home?
Before she could figure it out, two more people came over and lifted her up from the sofa. Si Yu was muddle-headed as she was dragged to the dressing room next door. When she came back to her senses, she was already sitting on a chair to get her hair styled.
Looking at the mirror, Siyu finally saw her appearance clearly. A beautiful woman was reflected in the mirror. She was beautiful, but her complexion was too pale. The corners of her eyes and the tips of her eyebrows were entwined with a few wisps of illness. She was like a flashy but impractical fragile porcelain that would break with a touch.
This person … wasn't her!
Siyu felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Although she liked to stay at home and lacked exercise, she definitely wasn't so sick that she looked like she could die at any time.
At this time, the stylist who was helping her tie her hair smiled and said, "Miss Zhou, you're really the model that fits the theme of our shoot the best. You don't even need to put on makeup. Just act yourself and you'll look good. Chief Editor's eyes are really accurate this time! Sister Ling, don't you think so? "
The stylist's last sentence was directed at the person sitting on the sofa behind them. Siyu recognized that it was the woman who had been mocking her earlier.
Hearing the stylist's evaluation, Yu Ling curled her lips and suppressed the dissatisfaction in her eyes. She replied angrily, "What's the use of being suitable? She's not the only model in the world. If you ask me, next time we should find someone more professional! At the very least, she shouldn't be like someone who feels dizzy and nauseous all morning. She's so delicate! "
Yu Ling was indirectly scolding her. The stylist had to smile awkwardly and didn't say anything.
Yu Ling was full of complaints about Siyu. She had been in the industry for so many years, but this was the first time she had seen such a troublesome model. Normally, Yu Ling would have already replaced her. However, Zhou Siyu was the model that the chief editor had personally asked for. Yu Ling couldn't make a move. She could only hold back her anger and hope that the shoot would be over soon.
This kind of small model who didn't know her own worth was going to be blacklisted after the shoot!
Yu Ling was one of the deputy chief editors of the magazine Fengshang ICON. She was also the person in charge of this shoot. Fengshang was the top fashion magazine in China. In particular, their cover of each issue always led the trend. Those who could appear on the cover were either big-name stars or well-known models. It could be said that this was one of the important indicators to measure the professional level of stars.
This issue's cover was to match the publicity of a certain product, so the positioning was pale, delicate, and sickly. It was very difficult to find a model with this style. The chief editor of Fengshang interviewed dozens of people in a row, but he wasn't satisfied. He always felt that something was missing. Seeing that there wasn't enough time, an agency working under him suddenly recommended Zhou Siyu. This girl was sick, but she was amazingly beautiful.
The chief editor looked at her and thought, Well, isn't she born for this shoot? Therefore, he didn't mind that Zhou Siyu was just a newcomer. He immediately signed the contract and appointed her as the cover model of this issue.
When Yu Ling first saw Zhou Siyu, she was also very satisfied with her external image. Unfortunately, she was too pretentious.
This kind of pretentiousness wasn't that she didn't cooperate, but that she fainted every once in a while. She also ran to the toilet to vomit several times, which seriously affected the progress of the shoot. Yu Ling was completely impatient and spoke impolitely.
Siyu didn't know Yu Ling's thoughts at all. She was just shocked by the information she had just received: Zhou Siyu, Fengshang magazine, fainting several times … Wasn't this the plot of her book "Superstar's Love Wedding"?
Could it be that she had transmigrated into her own manga and become the supporting actress Zhou Siyu?
Siyu's face turned green. As an author, no one knew better than her what had happened to the supporting actress.
Zhou Siyu lost her father in her early years. Her biological mother was a greedy and vain woman. She cheated on a rich businessman and gave birth to a secret child. When Zhou Siyu's father died, she turned around and ran away with him. She became the wife of a rich man and gave birth to the male protagonist, Ji Lin. When her biological mother ran away, the family completely collapsed. Zhou Siyu could only live with her grandmother. She was weak and sickly. She couldn't live without medicine since she was a child. But how could medicine not cost money? The family's savings were consumed little by little. When she went to college, they were stretched thin.
Although in the manga, Zhou Siyu was a cruel and merciless woman, she was very filial to her grandmother. She didn't want her grandmother to worry about her, so she planned to work part-time to support the family. However, her health was too poor. Most people refused to hire her for fear of accidents. Later, an agency took a fancy to her face and invited her to be a model. Zhou Siyu was in urgent need of money, so she agreed.
Not long after, she received an invitation to shoot the cover of Feng Shang. This was the turning point in her life. It was because of this shoot that she met her younger brother, Ji Lin, for the first time.
Siyu's mind was in a mess, but there was something more chaotic. While she was absent-mindedly looking at the strange sickly beauty in the mirror, she suddenly found that the stylist standing behind her had a faint pink light on his head. Siyu was surprised. She subconsciously pointed and asked, "Your head …"
The stylist looked at the mirror, but there was nothing on his head.
Seeing the stylist's strange expression, Siyu suddenly realized that he couldn't see, so she moved her eyes away and quietly looked at Yu Ling, who was sitting on the sofa. She also saw the light on Yu Ling's head, but the light on Yu Ling's head was darker than the one on the stylist's head.
Siyu tried to ask Yu Ling again, but she only got an impatient expression from Yu Ling, "What are you doing now?"
Siyu obediently shut her mouth. Well, she understood. The light shouldn't be an illusion, but only she could see it.
After the styling was done, Yu Ling directly took her to the studio. Along the way, in Siyu's eyes, there was a flash of light on everyone's head, but no one was aware of it.
The light only appeared when she concentrated. Siyu didn't know what it meant. Maybe it was a variable caused by her transmigration into the manga. But why couldn't she see anything on top of her head?
Siyu was in a trance when she was pushed to the center of the studio by Yu Ling. The studio was built with a forest background. As soon as she stood still and was at a loss, she heard someone shout behind her, "Hey, you!
Hurry up and lie down in the flowers. This shot is to show the beauty of dying. Dying, do you understand? The feeling of you almost fainting just now is very good! "
Siyu's mouth twitched. She looked back and saw a middle-aged man, who seemed to be the main photographer, eager to try — the color on his head was the darkest among all the people present, close to orange.
Siyu didn't know what "beauty of dying" meant at all, but under the eaves, she obediently lay down on the ground and moved her hands and feet stiffly according to the photographer's instructions.
"No! No! It doesn't feel right! " Zhang Chao, the photographer, had won countless awards, but he was also demanding for perfection. If he didn't get what he wanted, he would overturn it and start over again. He frowned and looked at the girl, who seemed to be very nervous and didn't know where to put her hands and feet. He shouted, "Relax, why are you as stiff as a rock!"
Siyu wanted to cry but had no tears. Please let her go. She was just a painter. She really couldn't be a model!
After half an hour of adjustment, Siyu still didn't make any progress. And as time went by, she felt more and more uncomfortable. Her head was dizzy, her vision was dark, and her chest seemed to be pressed by a heavy stone. She immediately understood that this was the sign of an illness.
… How could she be so unlucky!
In the past, Siyu happily added the attribute of being sick, weak, and vomiting blood to the supporting female lead. Now she just wanted to go back in time and beat her insensible self to death: Who told you to eat until you were full! You suffered the consequences of your own actions!
Siyu was hesitating whether to call for a pause, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she suddenly felt a bloody sweetness in her throat —
Under everyone's gaze, Siyu spat out a mouthful of blood.
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