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[Wanna Be]

Modeling,

a familiar yet mysterious profession.

Everyone knows about it,

but few truly understand it.

Height and good proportions

are basic natural endowments.

But hard work is even more crucial.

Sure, I was born with some advantages,

but I find it hard to feel fulfilled.

It may look glamorous,

but at the end of the day,

it's just a job.

A job where today's gig

doesn't guarantee tomorrow's.

Only those in the game truly get it.

They say models can pull off any look.

So, your body is like a rented property,

with no room for error.

Otherwise,

this isn't just about your career.

This destroys everything.

Lock down all information.

If anyone leaks it,

we send the lawyers.

Arrange for her transfer once she's awake.

No matter what it takes,

I'll get her back on that runway.

[Episode 2] [Just A Job]

Don't fall asleep.

We'll be there in ten minutes.

What's your name?

How old are you?

Are you a local?

Quiet.

A mirror?

What do you need that for?

Hand me the makeup bag under my seat.

Seriously? You need that right now?

Hurry.

We're heading to the hospital,

not a nightclub.

It's the same.

Relax, you look fine without...

Turn around.

Can you drive a little smoother?

I'm touching up my makeup.

Don't worry.

You look great.

Hello, are you the patient's family?

I'm not.

Come with me.

[Admission Guidelines]

[Family Signature]

Filled it out?

Well,

I'm not her family.

Just a good Samaritan,

trying to help.

It's okay. Friends can sign too.

Friends?

I guess so.

[Family Signature: Jia Fan]

I just don't get it.

How am I not as good as Han Yijing?

From the moment I debuted at 19,

the only time I ever won against her

was during those three years when she vanished after the accident.

Why?

Hey, Mo,

do you think they might have known each other?

That's why she had to stand up for him,

going against me,

and risking everything to get him on stage.

Yeah.

That's how rumors start.

Secret lover?

Terrible taste, honestly.

How could he compare to Jinyuan?

You Ning.

But Jinyuan also has bad taste.

He's blind to someone like me

and goes for that mean,

fickle Han Yijing instead.

Mo, I

really can't drink anymore.

Just remembered I've got work tomorrow.

Gotta head back and prep.

You Ning.

Ms. Ling.

What brings you here?

To catch you, obviously.

You didn't answer the calls

or reply to the messages.

Turns out you were here venting.

It's not like that.

My phone died.

Good that you didn't lose your memory.

Think about what happened

in the dressing room today

and give me an explanation soon.

Also,

I've said it more than once.

I don't want to hear that name again.

Whoever mentions it will be out.

Got it now?

Got it.

Go back and do your preparation.

How are you feeling?

Still dizzy?

Much better.

I'm usually very careful.

This is the after-effect.

Does your leg still hurt often?

I have painkillers.

How many times do I have to tell you?

You can keep working,

but you've got to dial it back.

Push like this,

and you'll lose everything,

runway or otherwise.

Should I talk to Ms. Ling...?

No.

I'll handle it myself.

If you were handling it, you wouldn't be here.

I'm already 29.

I don't have many runway years left.

Alright, suit yourself.

But if you feel unwell,

come to me right away.

Got it.

Thanks.

Don't worry. She's fine now.

Make sure she gets home safe.

When did you get here?

Just now.

Did you hear everything?

Most of it.

Not all of it, though.

What are you doing?

What... What are you doing?

Your leg.

No.

You...

Easy does it.

Or you might faint again.

You're in no state

to drive.

Let me take you home.

Give me the keys.

Just listen to me.

I'll get you home safe.

Why are you so stubborn?

I've never met a girl who...

Eavesdropping on my conversation

and now wanting to know where I live, huh?

What do you mean?

What do you mean then?

Are you in love with me?

No.

Did you

get that brain scan?

You sure you're thinking straight?

Look, the hospital has my number.

If something happens to you on the way home alone,

it could get me involved.

Alright.

I admit

I do like beautiful,

elegant women.

But I also despise the ones

who are sharp-tongued,

mean, and ungrateful.

Are you relieved now?

Not a word of what you heard

or what you saw in the parking lot

can be leaked.

I'm not interested in others' business.

Good.

Given your condition...

None of your concern.

When they wheeled you in,

you gave me that look.

All pitiful.

I thought we were friends.

Don't worry.

You look great.

That's why I signed all those papers

and waited until now.

That look meant

you should've just left.

Guess I read too much into it.

Thank you.

Thank you for helping me.

And,

sorry.

A nuisance like me,

who's sharp-tongued and ungrateful,

brings bad luck to anyone who gets involved.

So, I'll say it again.

Let's not see each other again.

The doctor said if your knee hurts again,

take this medication on schedule.

Also,

there's a speed bump ahead.

Slow down.

Look into that boy

who fell on stage today.

His background,

personal history,

and contact info.

Why didn't you attend the party?

The brand designers

and media were all there,

but you didn't even show your face.

Do you think you have the right to be a poser,

or are you planning to retire

and give newcomers a chance?

I just don't have any interest.

Work is work,

not about interest.

You're a veteran and the face

of ACME, [*ACME model management]

so I'm obliged to remind you.

If the old guard gets washed up,

it's their own fault,

not the newcomers'.

If you're okay with that,

then fine.

Just spend the rest of your life

running this bar.

But you should let me know,

so I don't waste my time.

Ms. Ling.

Since you're done,

how about letting me say something?

Go ahead.

You didn't come all the way out here

just to track down You Ning.

And it's not just to remind me either.

You could've handled it with a phone call.

No need for the personal visit.

Come on in.

Have a drink.

If you find me annoying,

I'll disappear.

No need.

Everyone says

modeling is a young person's game,

that once you hit a certain age, you step aside.

You said you didn't believe that,

that you'd stick to it till you're 80.

You said it.

I hope you mean it.

Less salt, just a pinch.

Why are you cooking again?

I said I'd do it when I got back.

It's an induction cooker. It's fine.

I can't see clearly,

but I'm not blind.

Then take a good look.

Does your son look handsome today?

What's this sticky stuff?

It's makeup.

I left it on

so you could see.

Handsome, right?

Yes.

Gosh, you're starving.

Don't they provide food there?

They do.

I just don't like it.

How can anything out there compare to your cooking?

Exactly.

Nothing compares to mine.

Dad, let me tell you.

You won't believe it.

I just walked a few steps

on that stage today,

and I got

thunderous applause.

Are you sure?

Maybe they were laughing at you for tripping.

My big-mouthed brother.

No way.

My son is tall, handsome,

with perfect proportions,

and a very classy style.

Takes after me. What can I say?

Then it must be your fault.

The genes came through too strong.

So likable.

So, people like us

are destined to suffer in other ways.

Right?

It's impossible to have all the good things.

Fate is fair.

Yeah.

Did you go to the hospital?

Why would I go there?

To set my mind at ease...

It's fine.

Don't worry.

Your son is like the Monkey King,

with penetrating insight.

Dig in.

Here.

You go ahead.

I've got mine.

It's too salty after a few bites.

Got it.

Okay, alright.

I see.

I've got it all down.

Won't miss a thing.

Don't worry.

Alright, got it.

We'll deliver it to you personally

as fast as we can.

Thank you so much.

Dong Xiaoru.

What's taking you so long?

Are you done yet?

Done.

I'm exhausted.

You're making money and still complaining?

But I need to be alive to spend it.

Mom, please.

Just hire someone else.

Why?

Is it because Fan's leaving with that Qu woman?

Jia Fan.

I'm warning you,

if you dare run off with that Qu woman,

no matter where you go,

I'll hunt you down

and make you pay. Got it?

Alright, fine.

I believe it.

I'm not going anywhere.

You better not.

[Hailiwang Seafood] Just thinking about it makes me mad.

The heiress of such a big company

coming to my place to steal my people?

And more than once.

Tell her

that if she dares show up again,

I... I'll serve her with an ice shovel.

I won't show any favor.

She can win you over with just a few orders.

- Dong Xiaoru. - Ouch.

Mom!

You've got some nerve.

Time to deliver, ma'am.

I almost forgot the important thing.

Come on.

Take this.

The QR code is on the back.

Collect the payment when you get there.

Huanan District?

That far?

It's only about 20 kilometers.

Besides,

even if it were to the edge of the world,

we'd still deliver it.

Look,

they ordered 3,280 yuan worth.

Big client.

But

that's beyond our delivery range.

Double the commission.

Deal.

There you go.

Hurry back.

Got it, ma'am.

Hello.

[105 Qiangqing Avenue, Huanan District, Qingning]

I'm...

Here for the fresh delivery?

Yes, Hailiwang Seafood.

Come with me.

Ms. Ling.

Take these and distribute them.

Everyone's been working hard for over a month.

Just replenish some protein.

Thank you, Ms. Ling.

Aren't you going to check it?

How much?

It's 3,280 yuan.

Just scan the code.

Thanks for coming all this way.

It's okay. Thank you.

Have a seat.

Don't recognize me?

If I hadn't returned your shoe that day,

things could've been hard for you, huh?

I remember now.

Sorry about that.

The lighting was bad,

so I didn't recognize you.

No worries.

Better late than never.

So,

you ordered delivery

not for the fish fillets,

but to see me?

You could say that.

But don't worry.

I'm not here to settle any scores.

I just wanted to confirm

if you really deliver for a seafood shop.

Of course not.

I'm at least a minor shareholder.

Besides deliveries,

I handle slicing

and sourcing too.

Guess that's none of your concern.

You're so young.

Haven't you thought about exploring the world?

None of your concern either.

Just curious.

That day,

even experienced professional models

would've struggled to stay calm

in such a short time.

Especially since it was your first time.

I didn't think too much about it.

Once the mistake happened,

I just went with what felt natural.

Didn't expect it to turn out well.

Do you still remember that feeling?

Wearing a designer's creation,

standing under the spotlight,

walking towards the audience,

with everyone's eyes on you,

only you.

It was okay.

I've always been the center of attention in our market.

I'm used to it.

Alright.

Then that's it for now.

Thank you.

You can go now.

Oh, if you like the food, remember to reorder.

I'll give you a 20% discount.

Ms. Ling,

who was that man...?

Let him join the audition.

Got it.

[The 7th Billion Light Model Competition]

Interested in giving it a try?

Give it a shot.

You've already made an appearance.

So, you're quite experienced.

What kind of experience is that?

More like an accident.

Just muddling through.

Natalia Vodianova from Russia

was cast while selling fruit

in a small town

and became a world-class supermodel.

Mark Vanderloo from the Netherlands

was scouted while accompanying his model girlfriend

to an audition

and became one of the world's sexiest top ten male models.

So why can't we have an ordinary guy

who ran an errand for a friend

and ended up on the runway

by accident?

True.

Um, I want to ask you something.

Of course, go ahead.

Where is the restroom?

I really need to go urgently.

Straight ahead, and then left.

Okay, thank you.

This kid

is a tough nut to crack.

Seems like everyone's got their eyes on you.

Are you really that charming?

Oh, you.

You're such a handful.

Mr. Xing.

Don't you recognize me?

That day at the show.

The thong.

What are you doing here?

Who knows.

Ms. Ling ordered a bunch of delivery

just to see me.

And then some guy just now

was talking

about me joining a modeling competition.

It's got to be a joke.

Look at me,

wearing ripped jeans and a T-shirt all year round.

I'm not even remotely related to your industry.

What are you doing here?

Another old acquaintance.

Don't tell me it's a coincidence.

I'm here for work.

Why? Not a coincidence.

Work?

What kind of work?

Do I need to report to you?

You're not my boss.

Bye. Don't bother seeing me off.

Name your price.

How much do you want?

Since you're here, drop the act.

I've seen plenty of people

like you.

What kind of person am I?

The kind who uses work to get close to us.

When we run into trouble,

you swoop in like a hero,

earn our trust,

and then act like a friend,

trying every way to please us.

Finally, you exploit our weaknesses,

demanding money or opportunities.

Without exception.

Do you have a persecution complex or something?

First of all,

I helped you purely out of kindness.

It had nothing to do with who you are.

And, your scandals are all over the internet.

I don't even need to threaten you.

Lastly,

with the little charm you've got,

you're not worth all the trouble.

I have no charm?

I'm not worth it?

Warrior? Role model?

Isn't all that just hype from your company?

Go to our food market

and see how many people recognize you.

So wake up.

I remember you saying

we'd never see each other again.

And you remember this.

I despise women who are sharp-tongued

bad-tempered,

mean,

and ungrateful.

Today, I'll add one more thing,

overly narcissistic.

I got hung up on.

Oh no, this is bad.

Where's You Ning the drama queen?

No idea. Haven't seen her.

Yijing.

Wait, where have you been?

I called you, but you didn't answer.

Went to see off a friend.

What's up?

You don't know yet?

Know what?

That curly-haired guy from yesterday.

Heard Ms. Ling asked him to join this year's audition.

She even invited him to the company.

He just left.

Did she seem unhappy?

More than unhappy.

Furious.

Why?

Did somebody offend her?

When?

What is wrong with you?

Are you insane?

Are you having a death wish?

You're just...

a slimeball.

You live...

Get lost!

Sorry.

I was a bit impulsive

and rude.

But I couldn't sleep if I didn't say it.

Be safe.

Take it slow on the road.

Crazy woman.

Crazy woman!

What's the matter?

Heard you asked Jia Fan to join the audition.

You're well-informed.

Why?

I already said he's just a one-time fill-in.

Doesn't matter.

As long as he can win.

No way.

He's like a blank slate.

No charisma, no experience.

Just a little clever.

No real adaptability.

That doesn't mean

he shouldn't even qualify, right?

Is there another reason?

Or you wouldn't make such a big deal out of it,

coming here to ask me.

As the organizer, ACME

shouldn't ruin its reputation.

Participants must be professional,

at a minimum.

Compared to professionalism,

personal charisma matters more.

These days, the market

is flooded

with overly self-absorbed,

attention-seeking narcissists.

People are tired of them.

But Jia Fan is different.

He's simple and pure,

without any ulterior motives.

He's even a bit raw.

There is a freshness to him.

There are plenty of people like that.

But he lost his mother at a young age

and had to drop out of college

to take care of his blind father,

working at a seafood shop

to support his family.

That kind of inspiring story

isn't something just anyone has.

So

no matter what anyone says,

the market decides.

Dad.

Aren't you coming back yet?

Soon.

Have you had dinner?

Mom always

wanted to be a model, right?

Yeah.

With her looks,

she was born to be a model.

Then why didn't she ever try?

Everyone has dreams.

But not everyone gets the chance.

Why are you suddenly bringing this up?

Alright.

Never mind.

You should get some rest.

Be careful on the road.

Got it.

Do you still remember that feeling?

Wearing a designer's creation,

standing under the spotlight,

walking towards the audience,

with everyone's eyes on you,

only you.

So why can't we have an ordinary guy

who ran an errand for a friend

and ended up on the runway

by accident?

With your talent,

it'll take you at most four years.

Once you pass the assessment,

you'll become the youngest

and most skilled head chef in our group.

Miss this, and you'll never get another chance.

Everyone has dreams.

But not everyone gets the chance.

People who get a chance to walk the runway

and then brag about it on their resumes

are a dime a dozen. So tacky.

I've seen plenty of people like you.

Hope we never see each other again.

♪Like a bird flying over♪

♪A deserted wasteland♪

♪Dreamed of too many what-ifs♪

♪If only you loved me too♪

♪Like a star falling♪

♪Igniting the spark within♪

♪Don't let us drift apart♪

♪Like clouds meeting in the sky♪

♪Oh, dream♪

♪Can we get a little closer?♪

♪When that passion resurfaces♪

♪Let me be your shining point♪

♪Finally standing before you♪

♪Daydreams come true♪

♪Holding you in my heart♪