Title: The OOC Villainess and the White Moonlight Heroine are BFFs
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 48 - So you're also aware there's nothing good about your son except for money, huh? (4)
The system knew that Yue Xia didn't have a good temper.
Just as she was about to click into Zhuang Xiaohan's account, she saw people defending her in the comment section.
[Don't scold someone when you don't know the truth of the matter. My friend was there when it happened. It's obviously not like that.]
[I've met her in real life. She's nothing like a nouveau riche.]
[We're just joking. Don't take it so seriously!]
[Those who spread rumors will be held legally responsible.]
Yue Xia raised her eyes and found that the people defending her had accounts with thousands of followers. She clicked through one of the accounts and saw a familiar face. It was one of those girls from the shooting range.
For those that had a better relationship with Zhuang Xiaohan, they gave her face by not replying to those negative comments. They just scrolled to the bottom of the comment section and liked all of the opposing comments.
On a whim, Yue Xia clicked on Wang Shiya's secret account. She had changed her nickname to "Quitting Swearing", but she was scolding people again in the most recent post on her Weibo.
[I'm really dumbfounded by someone. She treats other people as pawns and thinks she's the smartest person in the world. She's so lacking in virtue that she steps on other people to promote herself. I suggest that she go to the Confucius Institute for further study. [Sweating soybeans]]
[Never mind, I won't beat around the bushes. Zhuang Xiaohan, I'm talking about you.]
Yue Xia: "..." Wow, excellent scolding!
Zhuang Xiaohan's homepage was surprisingly calm and peaceful. She had reposted a popular post and pinned it.
A brand was hosting an event for the masses. The prompt was designing something with a specific ordinary long dress as the foundation. The designs would be ranked by popularity. The first place in the event would get new seasonal products that hadn't been released yet. That part of the prize wasn't important. The important thing was the brand would recommend the winning designer on their official account.
Generally, only extremely famous people could get this sort of treatment. Thus, beauty and fashion bloggers were full of enthusiasm to participate in this event. There were already a hundred million comments on the original post with Zhuang Xiaohan's submission on the top.
Compared to others, she really stood out. She boldly and decisively changed the originally conservative dress into a short off shoulder dress and used a filter to alter the lighting conditions.
The comments below her submission was a sea of praise:
[You live up to expectations. This is on another level.]
[Came here to spectate. Is she the protagonist of the show? So pretty. I feel embarrassed for the other parties when compared to her.]
[There's already no suspense as to who will win.]
Zhuang Xiaohan probably thought she had the win in the bag too. She already started interacting on her home page and the brand's official blog as if there were no other worthy competitors.
Yue Xia: "..."
The system: [...]
Yue Xia calmly said: [System, change it for me.]
The system: [?] This wasn't within its professional scope. How could its host be so exploitative?! It was just a little system.
While Yue Xia was plotting on how to return the anger that she suffered, she suddenly realized that Shuyao hadn't come down to water the flowers yet. That was a bit strange.
Every day, Shuyao had gotten up at 7AM, rain or shine. Had she slept in for once?
The system didn't speak.
Yue Xia anxiously waited for half an hour. She wanted to go out to eat with Shuyao at noon. Worried, she finally went upstairs and gently knocked on Shuyao's door.
This was so abnormal. Could something have happened?
Through the gap between the door and the floor, she could see that the light had been left on. After standing outside for half a minute, she used slightly more force in knocking on the door.
It was only then that she heard Shuyao's voice. She sounded as if she had just been woken up. "Ah, please come in!"
Yue Xia's stomach was growling with hunger. "Shuyao, are you-"
Before she could finish speaking, she froze in surprise.
Shuyao's desk, which had always been tidy, had been taken over by a pile of fabrics. There was almost no free space left. A somewhat familiar dress was spread out in front of her.
Why did she say it was somewhat familiar? It was because Yue Xia had recently seen a dress like it, but she wasn't sure. This dress was on another level from the one on Zhuang Xiaohan's homepage.
The back was cut out to create a blooming flower. It was distinct and vivid. Not stiff at all. The hem was shortened and spliced with contrasting satin fabric, and the same design was done on the shoulders. The bold and strong colors from the new fabric were striking. It was even decorated with light gauze, which created a soft glow under the lighting,
If Zhuang Xiaohan's dress could be considered the winner of the event, then this one was ready to appear on the runway.
Jiang Shuyao raised her head. The two huge dark circles under her eyes were glaring on her small face. She looked like she was about to fall over.
She had secretly bought the foundational dress. She had used up almost all of the money saved on her salary card to buy inexpensive fabrics. She had painstakingly cut out the blooming flower design, and the gauze was sewn on, bit by bit. She had drawn draft after draft of the design. She hadn't closed her eyes since yesterday morning.
She knew she was being impulsive, but it should be okay to act this way once in a while.
She just… wanted to do something for Yue Xia by using the scrap of talent she possessed. Although her efforts weren't worth mentioning, she still wanted to do it.
"I didn't study fashion design…" Jiang Shuyao scratched her cheek in embarrassment. "But the result doesn't seem that… bad?"
At the very least, she thought Yue Xia would look great in the dress.
Yue Xia took three steps back and covered her mouth.
The system felt like a storm was about to come.
[OMG, isn't this great?! Isn't she super talented? Isn't she super amazing?!] Yue Xia was extremely touched. Not because of the dress, but because of Jiang Shuyao. [Yaoyao, my precious child!]
T/N: Will make up September’s late parts this weekend.