Chapter 151: Marilyn’s No Makeup Photos Were Everywhere
The next day, a large number of photos of the party where Yvonne had been last night did go viral.
The cat’s out of the bag and the news couldn’t be suppressed by any means.
However, it was surprising that the photos of her singing, Zachary’s punching, and the shocking secret that Jordan had given away weren’t exposed at all.
What’s popular all over the Internet was the no makeup photos and makeup removal video of Marilyn!
There were hundreds of photos on the Internet.
Last night, Marilyn couldn’t bear the pressure and used a wipe to remove her makeup hastily in public.
Those rich ladies on the spot said it was a fake, and she didn’t even wipe off much eye shadow, so she had to continue.
Finally, she removed all the makeup until the lipstick and eyebrows were gone, revealing skin as rough as the surface of the moon.
Without eyeshadow and eyelashes, her eyes were at least half smaller!
As shown in the photo, Marilyn wore a fancy dress, but her face was full of acne, pimple marks and freckles. The netizens complained that she looked ugly and the makeup could be deceiving.
And Marilyn cried when she removed her makeup, so she looked even uglier and more wretched.
"Holy cow, she’s so ugly, I’m blind."
"She doesn’t look as good as those girls in my school without her makeup, I’m going to vomit!"
"She’s kind of a scammer, isn’t she??!" Everyone was mocking her on the Internet.
On the other hand, several fans took the lead and launched the "Protecting Marilyn" campaign, scolding all those who said Marilyn was ugly on Twitter.
"The one who said she was ugly without makeup, do you dare to look at yourself in the front camera?
"Do you think you look good?"
"Is it really okay to criticize a girl’s looks in public?
"Which girl doesn’t look like that when she removes her makeup?
"Blame those cosmetic companies and the Photoshop software companies!"
Someone also found connections to understand the context of this photo of the party.
"You didn’t see her cry!
"Did you see that?
"She’s crying!
"She was forced!
"Marilyn didn’t feel well that day, but a rich girl forced her to remove her makeup in public!
"Nowadays, girls must wear makeup when they go out, let alone actresses. "That rich girl who asked her to remove makeup was too vicious!" A random netizen said.
When Yvonne saw this comment, she was particularly angry and even suspected that this was Marilyn’s subsidiary account.
She was just about to retweet and criticize him publicly, but before she could do it, he was already bombarded with the criticism of netizens!
"How much did Marilyn pay you?
"She’s the one who crossed the line first and now pretended to be innocent?"
"I didn’t watch the news, but I have zero interest in actresses like Marilyn, she seems fake."
"Question, what exactly did Marilyn do?"
"I know!
"Yesterday, she went to the new product launch of the Leinster Group, and she made things difficult for a little girl who looked better than her on the spot. Marilyn graduated from a music school and specialized in vocal music.
"So she felt that her singing skills could defeat this little girl. Her agent mocked that the girl was overrating herself and Marilyn also rolled her eyes at her. But they didn’t expect that this girl sang so well that made Marilyn lose the contest. The rule was whoever lost removed her makeup. Marilyn lost and that’s why she had to remove the makeup."
"I think it’s normal to admit her failure, and her face wasn’t more valuable than other’s anyway.
"What’s wrong with removing her makeup? But Marilyn is so ugly without makeup."
...
Within minutes, "Marilyn’s ugly face" became the trending topic.
Marilyn’s studio was in a mess. They frantically issued the promotional articles and suppressed news.
But the capacity was very limited. After all, the news spread so fast that almost anyone who could use a smartphone had now seen Marilyn’s ugly photos on the Internet.
Her good days were gone at once.
At home, Yvonne also saw her pictures on the phone.
She was still on the balcony when Marilyn was removing her makeup, so it’s pity that she didn’t get to watch the live broadcast.
One thing’s sure, Marilyn looked truly ugly without her makeup.
Marilyn didn’t have time to harass Zachary now. After all, her no makeup photos had been exposed, she had to find a way to make things right. She could only get out of the dilemma when she looked beautiful without her makeup.
Otherwise, the contracts that she signed with the skincare and cosmetic brands would be terminated.
*
Yvonne was walking down the street one day, when a man suddenly came up to greet her.
She was so frightened that she rushed to defend herself, until she saw the man’s face.
She was a little surprised.
Ralph Cobb took the sunglasses off.
"Hello, Miss Taylor."
"Ralph...?"
"You know me?"
Ralph was a bit surprised.
Although he’s pretty famous in Zandia University,
he had heard that Yvonne rarely came to school and had been expelled not long ago, so she should not know about him.
Yvonne smiled and said, "Will there be anyone who doesn’t know the great producer Cobb now?
"You’ve written all of Mr. Jameson’s songs."
Ralph smiled without saying anything.
"Now that you know about me, I’ll cut to the chase.
"How about that? I have a newly written piece here that would be perfect for you. I was inspired after seeing your live singing the other day, would you be interested?"
Yvonne took the sheet of music that he had written, and her eyes reddened instantly.
This...
Wasn’t it The Queen?
Exactly the same lyrics, exactly the same tune.
Only the song title was different.
"When soul knows soul and soulmate meets soulmate.
"Even if the mountains and rivers are far away and the reincarnation is long, everything will still be reunited."
"I... I love this song."
Ralph thought she wouldn’t accept it, and when he heard that she liked it, he loosened up a bit.
"That’s good, you can take your time practicing, There’s no rush, this song Woman suits you well, I’m sure you’ll be a hit."
"Thank you!
"I’ll practice."
Yvonne held the sheet with a mixed feeling.
Once The Queen, now a Woman.
In real life, she didn’t plan to enter the entertainment industry. So in this dream, she could be brave for once and do what she really dreamed of before her rebirth -- becoming a diva!
*
In Lord Villa.
Yvonne returned with the sheet and found that Zachary was already back from work.
"I’m back!"
"Where have you been?"
Normally, Yvonne was already home when Zachary’s off work.
He didn’t look good today when she wasn’t home.
This instant he saw the sheet in her hand, he frowned.
"Who gave it to you?"
"Oh..."
"It’s Ralph Cobb, you know him?"
"You’ve met?"
"Well, I came across him on the road. He wanted me to work with him because he heard me sing last time." She finished her words and looked at his face.
He was very sensitive in this life, and Yvonne hurriedly explained, "We just said a few words, and he just thought I sang well. If you mind, I’ll bring you along when I record the song next time."
Yvonne read his mind, and Zachary was very pleased to see her being so considerate.
"Let’s have dinner."
His face warmed up a bit.
"Yes, Lord President!"
...
A few days later, Yvonne developed a decent level of proficiency of the song "Heroine".
"Queen" was originally her best song, but now she just changed the name and changed it to "Heroine", which was not difficult for her at all.
This time around, not only was Yvonne going to perform on the school’s foundation day, but she also had plans to enter the show business.
After she auditioned in the recording studio, Ralph was very satisfied and even surprised.
"Yvonne, you’re a born singer. I’m positive some day you’ll become a superstar."
Yvonne smiled, "Thank you for writing such an amazing song for me."
Both in real life and in this world.
After the recording, Yvonne sent a text message to Zachary.
An employee of the record company had told her that there was going to be a dinner party, so she could not go back to Lord Villa to have dinner with him.
Zachary was rather unhappy about it, but Yvonne’s current attitude towards him was very different from how it had been, and he was not inclined to push her too hard, so he just said blandly, "Gimme the address."
Yvonne texted him the address.
"Gimme a call when it’s coming to an end and I’ll go pick you up."
Yvonne did not want to put him to that much trouble, but if she turned down his offer, this neurotic version of Zachary might misunderstand her again, so she said in the tone of an artless sweet girl, "Okay, sweetheart. Drive safe."
Zachary smiled faintly. Clearly, this neurotic version of Zachary liked this guileless sweet version of Yvonne as much as she liked him.
Oriental Hotel.
There were hardly any seats available when Yvonne arrived.
She had visited Oriental Hotel with her father a few times. Most regulars here were rich, middle-aged men.
It boasted quaint private rooms, which were preferred by customers who set great store by privacy, and the food here was good too.
"Yvonne, you’re the future superstar Ralph keeps talking about, right? You’re late."
"I’m sorry for my lateness."
Yvonne had never met any of the other invitees, most of whom were in their fifties or sixties, and whom were practitioners of literature.
"Since you’re late, you should drink a glass as a punishment. Ha ha..."
Drinking a glass of wine was no big deal. Having come to this place already, Yvonne knew that drinking was inevitable.
But she was still momentarily stunned at the sight of the big glass of liquor. Is this... mineral water?
With 40% or 50% alcohol by volume, the liquor was very pungent. A mere sip of this kind of liquor was more than enough to get her drunk, and now there was at least half a pound of it in the glass.
Yvonne’s face instantly changed.
She looked around only to find that Ralph was not present.
People at the record company probably had seen Yvonne’s photos long ago and thought she was very beautiful.
But all they knew about her was that she was good looking, and that her last name was Taylor.
They knew nothing about her given name or her parentage.
After all, the record company had a whole lot of pretty young girls eager to enter the show business, and many of them had chosen to put up with this kind of behavior of theirs.
Yvonne came to realize that these people were trying to get her drunk.
She took the glass, but didn’t drink the liquor. Smiling, she sat down.
"Guys, we’re here to dine. Why are you offering her so much liquor at the beginning of the dinner? How about I replace it with wine?"
Yvonne thought, "Fuck!" If it weren’t for worrying that Ralph would be hurt, she really wanted to give these people a slap in the face.
"Okay! But if you replace it with wine, you’ll need to double the amount!" Now Yvonne cottoned on.
These people were not here to talk about cooperation, they just wanted to get her drunk.
Only when she was soused to the eyeballs would they consider talking about cooperation with her.
These people harbored evil intentions. It seemed that this dinner party was a trap.
She had to outsmart them.
Fortunately, since the liquor had been replaced with wine, she believed she could handle this first hurtle, albeit not without trouble. When the waiter proffered the wine to her, she picked up the glass and finished two glasses of wine, each in one gulp.