The True Young Master's Metaphysical Road to Fame in Showbiz Ch. 105

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He asked, "I remember that once you endorse a brand, you're not supposed to use competing products, right?"

Guan Xihua nodded, a little confused.

He had just been wondering when the right time would come for Chi Qingzhou to switch watches, and Zhenji had just handed him the perfect excuse.

The key was that Chi Qingzhou had accepted it so smoothly.

Guan Xihua felt a little pleased and relieved.

It seemed that the stylist hadn't had time to report back to upper management yet, but it appeared that the president of Zhenji had already grasped the situation, sending so many watches to his artist. He was a bit stunned by the level of attention they were giving.

Thankfully, Chi Qingzhou had clarified the watch situation in time; otherwise, who knew what kind of trouble might have arisen.

He took a deep breath and looked at Chi Qingzhou. "Are you planning to wear a Zhenji watch now?"

Chi Qingzhou tilted his head. "Isn't that how it should be?"

Like a professional star?

Guan Xihua smiled. "Ah, right. So which one are you planning to wear?"

Chi Qingzhou looked down and picked out the starry black one. "This one, I think."

It looked like the color of his shadow.

Xing Shuangzhan laughed softly in his shadow.

Chi Qingzhou pretended not to hear, putting on the watch.

Guan Xihua felt relieved, nodding with a smile, then casually asked, "What about the one that Chi Qingning gave you? I heard it was a birthday gift. Maybe you should put it away somewhere so it doesn't get lost?"

Chi Qingzhou smiled, his peach blossom eyes suddenly turning cold and deep, though his smile hid it.

"In a while, I'll be going to shoot the second episode of 'Scenery Along the Way.' It doesn't seem safe to leave the watch at home. How about you hold onto it for me, Brother Guan?"

Guan Xihua's heart leapt with joy, and he readily agreed.

He walked with Chi Qingzhou toward the Zhenji company building, already thinking to himself that Chi Qingning had managed to pull a fast one on his artist so early on.

This matter definitely wouldn't be let go so easily!

As per Zhenji's request, Chi Qingzhou spent the next few days shooting promotional photos for different styles of watches.

The makeup artist and stylist were the same two who had worked with him during the ad shoot, and the photographer was a royal photographer borrowed from the Song family's headquarters by Zhenji.

The photographer seemed to have been following Chi Qingzhou for quite some time, and when it came to taking his pictures, he was incredibly enthusiastic, filled with a constant stream of inspiration.

Initially, Zhenji had only planned to shoot three sets of promotional photos, but the photographer insisted on adding two more, even joking that the company was being stingy. He pushed for Chi Qingzhou and Guan Xihua to contact a bunch of his industry friends, practically begging them to get Chi Qingzhou featured in every fashion magazine possible.

"You guys don't understand the beauty that transcends life and death!"

The photographer cradled his camera, giving a passionate speech to the higher-ups from Zhenji who had come to inquire about the situation, while also immersing himself in the works he'd just shot.

"Forget about the typical 'young and accomplished' or 'swaggering with spirit'—those don't even begin to showcase one-tenth of Chi Qingzhou's charm!"

"He should be the god of death stepping out under the moonlight, or the spring god standing in the forest holding a whip, the endless cycle between life and death!"

"You shouldn't have him endorse Frost Blade; he should be endorsing Zongheng!!"

The higher-ups at Zhenji wiped the sweat off their foreheads, speechless at the absurdity of the praise.

The photographer's over-the-top praise was truly baffling, but the real reason he could get away with it was because he was from a branch of the Song family, who had close ties with the chairman. Otherwise, with his arrogant behavior, he would've probably been reprimanded long ago.

Chi Qingzhou, however, couldn't help but take a second look at him, surprised. He turned to Xing Shuangzhan and said, "With that much inspiration, how is it that he's still in the photography industry and hasn't gone insane yet?"

Xing Shuangzhan thought for a moment before replying, "He's like Xu Xinxin. He's probably one of those lucky people."

Chi Qingzhou simply hummed in response and didn't pay him any more attention.

After signing for the stylist, he followed Guan Xihua out.

The stylist, holding the signed item, couldn't help but admire Chi Qingzhou's handwriting.

It was really beautiful—not overly designed or artistic, but it exuded a casual charm.

Could it be that Actor Chi had a background in calligraphy?

She happily snapped a photo and sent it to her small group chat to show her friends.

Her friends were envious, and the group chat quickly lit up with notifications.

[Chi Qingzhou's temper is really so nice, huh.]

[Ugh, now I kind of believe what you said last time.]

[I'm convinced. There's a difference between being genuinely kind and faking it. Chi Qingning may seem nice and not involved in anything, but when you compare him to Chi Qingzhou, the difference becomes clear.]

After some discussion, the stylist hurriedly reminded them: [You all better not spread this! I'm only telling you guys.]

The group immediately promised: [Don't worry, do you not trust us?]

As everyone knows, when something starts with "I'm just telling you, but don't tell anyone," it's likely to be spread as a "secret" that everyone knew, and it might even get twisted into several versions.

Thanks to the tireless efforts of the group chat members, the news spread like wildfire in just four days, evolving into five different versions.

Though both of the main people involved had their names blurred out, some people could still piece things together from the clues.

In the end, the gossip didn't reach the fan circles, but everyone who worked in the fashion industry, or had even a slight connection, had heard about it.

The only difference was which version they had heard and whether or not they could figure out who was involved.

Upon realizing this, Xue Jin, who had finally managed to get some details, felt his face darken. He slammed his pen down onto the desk in frustration.

He growled lowly, "This Chi Qingzhou can't just leave things alone, can he?! Qingning might have a good temper and doesn't hold grudges, but now this guy is spreading rumors!"

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