Tang Song stood before the data screen, staring at the sales curve that was almost shooting straight up, his excitement beyond words.

Single product, single session, ten minutes—GMV broke five million!

This was no ordinary hit;

it was powerful enough to change the company’s future development direction and strategy.

A hit product carries strong viral attributes;

it can quickly break through circles via user word-of-mouth fermentation and social media sharing.

For HEYISTUDIO, this newborn brand, it injected the most valuable and original brand assets.

If the accidental encounter “He Yiyi” wrote about “Bei Yuwei” helped the “He Yiyi” account complete an account leap,

then this time, the sudden emergence of this city exploration jacket was the brand’s own foundation-laying moment.

It also allowed Songmei Apparel to forcefully tear open a huge gap in the fiercely competitive mid-to-high-end women's clothing market, which was of extraordinary significance.

The most direct impact was that, stimulated by this “big hit,” tonight’s entire live broadcast GMV could potentially break 15 million!

And this was only the preheating session on November 8th;

the entire Double Eleven promotion still had three whole days left!

At this momentum, his “monthly GMV breaking 100 million” task could soon be easily accomplished.

This was the change brought by a big hit.

Tang Song took a deep breath, turned around, and saw Gao Mengting, equally excited.

Their eyes met.

Gao Mengting extended her right hand, wanting to give her partner the customary high-five celebration.

Tang Song’s face broke into a brilliant smile and he stepped forward to give her a hug instead.

The surrounding employees were all visibly excited, many high-fiving and congratulating each other.

After a moment, Tang Song loosened his embrace and congratulated his partner.

His gaze passed through the crowd and landed on the figure still standing dazedly beside the dispatch desk.

He walked over with a smile.

“Lingling!”

Yao Lingling suddenly snapped back to reality, her face still showing some dizziness and disbelief. “Senior…”

“Congratulations, our great designer!” Tang Song’s voice was filled with sincere praise. “You did something truly remarkable!”

After speaking, he opened his arms and gave her a warm hug.

Holding this young, vibrant body blessed with innate fitness, feeling her stunning waist-to-hip ratio, Tang Song couldn’t help but silently marvel at her talent—it was truly outrageous.

Yao Lingling’s body stiffened instantly, then she quickly snapped out of her dizziness.

Endless joy surged within her.

She quietly imitated He Yiyi, placing her hand softly on senior’s back to feel the solid muscles—indeed, it was impressive!

Tang Song patted his junior’s back and praised her a few more times.

Beside them, Cheng Qiuqiu watched the scene longingly, her eyes full of envy.

They were both designers, after all.

But Lingling’s products directly converted into astonishing sales, gaining Tang Song’s recognition,

while Qiuqiu mostly did behind-the-scenes visual support.

Noticing her subtle expression, Tang Song smiled and praised, “Of course, Qiuqiu, you’re equally indispensable. Tonight’s preheating posters and the live room’s visual presentation were perfect, full of sophistication and storytelling.”

A faint unnatural blush rose on Qiuqiu’s cheeks. She quickly looked down, and her small disappointment dissipated.

The live stream continued until 10:30 PM.

HEYISTUDIO’s debut night ended with a staggering total GMV of 15.6 million!

Breaking all records since He Yiyi’s first broadcast!

That “City Exploration” jacket’s total sales exceeded 6.2 million.

The entire company erupted in excitement, cheers echoing through the 30th floor of Yunxi Building.

Back in the office area,

after sipping a refreshing mango juice,

Yao Lingling finally snapped out of her dazed state, still wearing a silly smile.

Then she immediately felt her phone vibrating in her pocket.

It was Li Shumin and Zhang Jiahong spamming messages wildly in the group chat.

The two were deeply involved in HEYISTUDIO’s pattern making and production over at Huashang Apparel, and they had watched the entire live broadcast tonight.

The three chatted excitedly in the group for a while.

“Buzz buzz buzz—”

Another WeChat message popped up on the screen.

Yao Lingling’s heart skipped a beat.

[Tang Song: “Congratulations, junior Lingling, for exceeding the task. The wish you mentioned earlier, now you can say it—I will absolutely fulfill it!”]

She stared at the words, hesitating for a long time, her cheeks growing hotter, and her heartbeat accelerating.

Tonight’s live stream meant far more to her than money or fame.

From the beginning, it was Tang Song’s sketch that helped her become a full-time employee and earn a bonus.

Later, when Shang Ya was bullied by Wen Qiuyue, it was Tang Song who stood up for her.

Not only did he recruit her into Songmei, but he also arranged work for Shumin.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say it was a “rebirth favor.”

In her heart, she had always felt indebted to senior Tang Song.

Now, the jacket she independently designed helped the company reach a new level, also contributing to senior Tang Song’s career.

A new confidence quietly rose within her.

Clenching the phone tightly, Yao Lingling bit her lower lip.

She replied seriously, “Thank you, senior! But I want to think about it more. I’ll tell you after the Double Eleven promotion is completely over. By then, senior, you better not regret it!”

Chew chew chew—

[Tang Song: “Sure, anytime.”]

Yao Lingling exhaled softly, her eyes and brows full of smiles.

She never imagined she could actually complete this goal. Now facing this hard-won opportunity, she naturally wanted to carefully consider it—

to propose a wish that was both bold yet wouldn’t embarrass him.

At this moment, Qiuqiu suddenly whispered from across, “Lingling.”

“Oh… what’s up, Qiuqiu?” Yao Lingling quickly put away her phone and looked up.

Qiuqiu was silent for a moment, her voice carrying a faint complex emotion, “I… can I stay at your place tonight? I want to discuss some design-related matters with you.”

“Huh?” Yao Lingling blinked, then her face exploded with huge delight, “Sure! Of course! Tomorrow’s a half-day off, we can have brunch together. There’s a new place near the south gate of Yanke University...”

Yao Lingling immediately began chattering.

She had invited Qiuqiu several times before, but Qiuqiu had always declined for various reasons.

Now, with her work exploding in popularity and at her happiest moment, having a companion to talk and share joy was definitely welcome.

Qiuqiu ate some fruit and said softly, “Thank you.”

Although she was happy with Tang Song, she still felt guilty towards senior sister.

Especially today, when senior sister was working hard for the company, she had gotten intimate with Tang Song in the office.

That feeling of betrayal, guilt, and shame made her restless.

Senior sister hadn’t seen Tang Song for half a month, and the two had just broken through the last step. Tonight was definitely for them to spend time together.

It wasn’t convenient for her to stay at home.

She also wanted to give senior sister and Tang Song some private space.

This was a way to compensate for her inner guilt.

Actually, with senior sister’s current status, she should move to a new place.

Because Zhuxi Neighborhood was too far from the company, senior sister had this idea too.

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But she was timid by nature.

Previously, she had dorm mates, and after graduation, shamelessly rented with senior sister.

Now if she really moved out, where could she go?

She looked at the warm, cheerful Lingling opposite her and felt a stir in her heart.

Near midnight,

a black Mercedes E300L slowly drove into the silent Zhuxi Neighborhood.

The car parked steadily in the spot, and two people got out, one after another.

They returned to the familiar rented apartment.

Gao Mengting casually took off her trench coat and let out a long breath, instantly relaxing as she let down all her defenses.

Suddenly, her body lost control;

her feet lightened, and she soared into the air.

“Ah!” she exclaimed, instinctively hugging Tang Song’s neck, both annoyed and amused, patting him, “What are you doing?! You scared me!”

“Doing.” Tang Song looked at her, his voice unusually sincere and decisive.

Gao Mengting’s face instantly flushed deep red;

she glared at him, “You’re so vulgar!”

“Hehe,” Tang Song smiled, slipping his hand under her clothes, “Partner, tell me what you want me to do later? Let’s see which one of us is more vulgar.”

He still clearly remembered how the artsy young lady described their first time in vivid, documentary-like language sprinkled with swear words.

Now she was flipping it back on him.

He wouldn’t tolerate that.

Gao Mengting shuddered instantly, her eyes glazed, hurriedly clamping her legs together.

“Hey hey hey… I haven’t showered yet… don’t…”

They messed around on the living room sofa for a while.

Finally, Gao Mengting, face flushed, escaped his “clutches” and ran into the bathroom.

When Tang Song finished washing and pushed open the master bedroom door, he saw his “partner” already “ready.”

The air conditioner was on, sending waves of warm air.

She had changed into a fitted pure white camisole nightdress, perfectly outlining her well-proportioned, soft, and beautiful figure.

Her hair was casually tied into a lazy bun, revealing her long, smooth neck and delicate collarbones.

She wasn’t looking at her phone or reading but sat quietly, one foot on the low stool beside the bed, the other leg naturally hanging down.

Under the warm yellow bedside lamp, she looked especially gentle and sexy.

“Close the door quickly, it’s cold!” Gao Mengting shivered, wrapping herself in the blanket.

After all, it was late autumn in Yancheng;

the nighttime temperature was only single digits, and central heating hadn’t started yet, so it was really cold.

Tang Song casually closed the door and slowly walked to her side.

Gao Mengting looked up, her always-smiling eyes now full of gentle moisture.

She said nothing but reached out her hand.

Gently undoing his belt, her fingertips slowly and tentatively traced circles on his hard abs.

“It’s amazing!” Gao Mengting exclaimed, her beautiful eyes filled with both innocence and boldness. “Like a tree sprouting suddenly in spring, full of life, making people want to cling, to entwine, to completely cover it.”

Her voice was husky and lazy,

her unique artistic temperament fully revealed in this moment.

Hearing her frank yet poetic teasing, Tang Song could no longer hold back.

He grunted softly, pinned her down on the soft bed, and flipped over to press on top of her,

recklessly feeling her perfectly proportioned, soft body.

Gao Mengting slightly turned her head to avoid his eager kiss, instead planting warm lips on his jawline, then slowly kissing down his Adam’s apple and collarbones...

Her kisses were gentle and dense, carrying a nearly devout exploratory meaning.

In this setting, the usually quiet and gentle partner seemed like a completely different person—

exceptionally proactive, passionate, and open.

...

November 9, 2023, Thursday, clear, 3 to 11°C.

5:50 AM

Yancheng Normal University, girls’ dormitory.

Outside the window was still a deep black darkness.

Qian Lele sat up silently, borrowing the faint light from her phone screen.

She quietly changed into her somewhat worn but clean tracksuit, tied her hair up, and like a nimble cat, slipped out of the still-sleeping dormitory.

She ran along the familiar route toward the sports field.

The rhythmic sound of her breathing and the “rustle” of leaves underfoot filled her ears.

The morning campus was especially quiet, the air fresh and clear.

Each even breath, each rhythmic step made her feel her body and soul becoming lighter and stronger bit by bit.

After finishing her morning run, the sky was faintly brightening.

The cafeteria was still not crowded.

She ordered a bowl of millet porridge and a five-spice pancake, adding a tea egg on the side.

Looking at the five-spice pancake in her hand, her gaze slightly lowered.

She thought again of the days with Tang Song in the teacher’s apartment.

Back then, the two sat together, eating five-spice pancakes taken from the cafeteria, paired with her own pickled radish.

She wondered how her “brother” was doing now.

Shaking her head, Qian Lele pulled her thoughts back and began eating.

After breakfast, she packed two more portions by the window.

Returning to dorm 201.

The three senior sisters preparing for graduate exams had already left.

Only Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong remained, both having found internships and started working.

Hearing the noise at the door, the two sleepily got out of bed.

“Siqi, here’s your soybean milk and fried dough sticks;

Jingrong, your meat buns. Eat while they’re hot,” Qian Lele placed the breakfast on their table.

“Wow! Love you, Lele!”

“Thanks, Lele! Mwah! I’ll transfer you the money right away.”

Qian Lele smiled and carried her washbasin out.

Since moving into this senior sisters’ dorm, her life had become much more comfortable than before.

Although everyone was busy chasing their futures, the dorm atmosphere was very good.

These soon-to-graduate seniors didn’t look at her “Cinderella” rumor differently.

On the contrary, because she was the youngest, they took good care of her.

This simple and pure kindness made her treasure everything.

After washing up,

Qian Lele changed into a clean sweatshirt and jeans, tying her thick black hair into a neat ponytail with a simple hair tie.

She carefully took out a set of skincare products from the cabinet and began a thorough routine.

These were samples from a beauty salon, gifted by her friend Zhao Yaqian, said to be free.

But she had checked online;

each product was quite valuable.

Her life now was stable and fulfilling.

Her part-time front-end developer job at Glow Coffee meant she no longer had to scramble for living expenses.

As her skills improved, President Xie occasionally assigned her small projects, helping her learn new knowledge and earn a decent “side income.”

She recently set a new goal: to save 5,000 yuan!

After some time, she would go home and discuss with her family.

She wanted to buy her mother a tricycle to sell roujiamo (Chinese meat sandwiches).

Her mother’s roujiamo was especially delicious.

Now that her father was disabled by a stroke, and her mother worked hard at odd jobs,

having her own small stall would mean more income and flexible hours.

Thinking of this filled her with energy.

She always believed that only by working steadily and holding onto hope could one go further.

After packing her textbooks for the day and slinging on her worn backpack,

Wu Siqi, sitting on the bed eating breakfast while scrolling her phone, suddenly called out, “Lele, wait!”

“What’s up, Siqi?”

Wu Siqi put down her fried dough sticks, excitedly said, “I just remembered something and want you and Jingrong to help.”

“Huh? What is it?” Li Jingrong looked over.

Wu Siqi cleared her throat and began cheerfully introducing.

The company she interned at, Yannan Short Drama Film Base, was collaborating with a media company called “Ordinary Folks” to shoot a high-quality urban emotional short drama, “Disaster! The Love Letter Was Sent to the Male CEO by Mistake.”

There was a very important climax scene where the male and female leads accidentally meet in a Livehouse.

To create the lively concert atmosphere, they needed a large number of young audience members as extras.

To enhance the effect, Ordinary Folks even invited two Douyin celebrity musicians to cameo.

As an intern and university student, her leader assigned her the task of “recruiting people.”

“All the food, drinks, and beverages on site are free, just for fun! Plus, you get to listen to music!” Wu Siqi assured, “It’s on Friday night this week, won’t interfere with anything! Just go to fill the crowd, support the scene, it’s fun!”

As an intern and student, she was tasked with recruitment.

Li Jingrong immediately showed interest, happily said, “I’m free Friday night;

I’m definitely going!”

Qian Lele nodded, “Me too.”

After all, it was helping dorm mates.

Her part-time job was stable now;

she didn’t have to work at the café, so she had plenty of free time.

“Great!” Wu Siqi smiled, “The leader gave me a target to bring four people. Besides you two, I’ll ask others.”

Because next month was graduate exam season, the others in the dorm were busy or unwilling to go party.

Li Jingrong sipped millet porridge, “Why bother? I’ll just bring my boyfriend.”

“Right, forgot that! ” Wu Siqi slapped her thigh, eyes bright, “And Lele has a ‘man’ too! Lele, bring your boyfriend!”

“Right, forgot that!” Wu Siqi slapped her thigh again, “And Lele has a man! Lele, bring your boyfriend!”

“Ah!” Qian Lele’s face instantly burned red and hot, flustered, “No… not boyfriend…”

“Oh, my bad,” Wu Siqi deliberately dragged out the tone, “It’s your mysterious ‘brother’! Hahaha!”

Laughter of goodwill filled the dorm.

Li Jingrong joined in, “Then bring your ‘brother’ so we can see what kind of guy he is!”

Qian Lele was pretty, had a sexy figure, and a great personality.

They were genuinely curious what kind of man had won her over.

Qian Lele instinctively wanted to refuse,

but Wu Siqi came over, wrapped her arm around her shoulder, and coaxed gently, “You’ve been so busy lately;

why not take this chance to rest and get closer with your ‘brother’?”

“Come with us! We’re all young people;

listen to music, drink, cameo—it’s fun!”

Her dorm mates’ words were like little stones, gently dropped into Qian Lele’s heart, rippling circles.

She couldn’t calm down.

She indeed missed Tang Song but lacked chances to meet him.

Several times she went to Glow Coffee’s headquarters, but he wasn’t there.

Last time she bumped into him at the mall, he was with three very beautiful girls;

she didn’t dare to speak.

Recalling those moments, a strange impulse surged in Qian Lele’s heart.

She bit her lip and whispered, “Then I’ll take the risk to ask, maybe he won’t have time.”

“Hurry up, hurry!”

With two dorm mates urging her,

Qian Lele blushed as she took out her phone and opened that all-too-familiar avatar.

She messaged: “Good morning, brother. Here’s the thing: my dorm mate’s internship company is filming a short drama. This Friday night, there’s a scene in a livehouse, and they say a quite famous band will come. They need extras to participate;

free food and drinks, plus music—pretty fun. I want to ask if you’re free. If busy, never mind.”

The moment she sent the message, her heart nearly jumped out of her throat.

The wait seemed endless.

“Buzz buzz buzz—”

[Brother: “^ Sure, no problem.”]

Seeing this short reply and the cute emoji before it,

Qian Lele’s eyes glazed slightly.

Tang Song had told her many times to come to him.

But she never had the courage or the right “excuse.”

Wu Siqi’s request gave her a legitimate “excuse.”

Yuhua Commercial Building, Ordinary Folks Cultural Media.

Inside an independent office,

The sound of keyboard typing was incessant.

Lines of text jumped across the WeChat chat window.

[Qingqing: “It’s just okay. Mainly because I have shares in this media company, my scripts get filmed first, so the process is faster.”]

[Susu: “Z(°;

) Wow! As expected of big shot Qing! So all those things you said in the group were true!”]

[Qingqing: “Keep it low-key, low-key. Only you need to know. I just find it fun. Writing scripts is my personal hobby. My main work is still very busy.”]

[Susu: “I get it! Real strong people hide their power! You’re the real-life heroine of a feel-good novel! (starry eyes)”]

[Qingqing: “Hehe, actually that film base really exists. It was bought by my boyfriend, mainly to help me realize some wild dreams~”]

Looking at the series of shocked, admiring, and incredulous emojis Susu sent,

Xu Qing’s eyes brimmed with uncontrollable smiles, corners of her mouth lifted high, her legs happily swinging under her office chair.

With the rapid development of Ordinary Folks Cultural Media,

her salary had soared, and she would receive continuous dividends.

The first short drama script she created after joining, “Disaster! The Love Letter Was Sent to the Male CEO by Mistake,” had already started filming.

The second script, “Please, Miss!” was in pre-production.

The third script outline was finished.

Her online novel serialization was also progressing well, with continuously improving results.

Most importantly, since agreeing to ally with that “pervert” Xiaojing, she was completely left alone and treated very kindly.

She could finally boast freely in the group without fear of being exposed.

“Susu” was an old friend from the “Wonderful 2D World” group she had known for over two years.

They had added each other as friends and had a good relationship.

In front of acquaintances, Xu Qing’s Miss Xu bragged without restraint.

After all, she had suffered for so many years, and now she had finally made it. How could she not let the whole world know!

This was not entirely thanks to Tang Song but because she typed every word herself!

“Dong dong—”

[Susu: “Big shot Qingqing, I have an impolite request. I wonder if you can help me a little? (pitiful jpg)”]

Xu Qing waved her hand grandly and said boldly, “What is it? Speak!”

[Susu: “Actually, I’m a small internet celebrity. My traffic has hit a bottleneck, and my live streams aren’t improving, so I want to ride some heat. Can I cameo in your short drama as a small role with a few lines? And film some videos while I’m at it?”]

[Susu: “Please! (emoji)”]

Xu Qing watched the message, her big black eyes spinning rapidly,

her desire to show off growing stronger.

Soon after, Susu sent her Douyin account.

Xu Qing searched and found the nickname “SaltSusu,” with over 400,000 followers.

The videos were varied: cosplay transformations, hot dances, and singing.

She excitedly clicked on a latest dance video.

The next second, Miss Xu’s smile froze.

Great! Another “big-breasted monster!”

Damn! The world was so unfriendly to beautiful girls like her with “B cups”!

("

blood

)

[Susu: “Big shot Qingqing, do you think I’m suitable? (nervous jpg)”]

Xu Qing pouted and silently cursed her a hundred times in her heart,

but her fingers typed quickly, replying, “Sure, absolutely no problem! There’s a livehouse scene tomorrow night needing a resident female singer role. I see you can sing, so it’s you! I’ll add you some lines!”

[Susu: “Thanks, big shot! Thanks, sister Qingqing! (sliding kneel.gif)”]

[Susu: “Big shot, do you still need leg accessories?”]

Looking at the barrage of flattering messages Susu sent, Xu Qing was overjoyed.

Come to think of it, she really had changed a lot.

She held multiple impressive roles: lawyer, scriptwriter, author, media company shareholder.

She drove an Aston Martin and was about to move into a luxury apartment at Lan Feng International.

Showing off to her online followers was not too much, right? Absolutely not!

She might even cosplay Xu Yanqing again!

*o(≥V≤)o**

Thinking of this, Xu Qing’s face broke into a smile with emojis.