Plagued by bad reviews, but the top actress!-Chapter 1541: Director Lu, Shot Yourself in the Foot Again
Ignoring him, she continued to scroll through Weibo.
Her Weibo followers had surpassed a hundred million, and Zhuang Xuejun suggested she post a selfie.
Consider it a fan benefit.
She rarely updated her Weibo, and selfies were even more scarce.
Thinking it over, she found Zhuang Xuejun made a good point.
Why not do a Weibo giveaway while at it?
The last time she went to jail, fans signed in support of her, and she hadn’t thanked them yet; it had been a busy period.
Contacted Zhuang Xuejun to have her draft a plan.
Then she picked up her phone for a selfie.
Looking at her bathrobe, which was very conservative, she decided it was okay for a photo.
Generally, girls liked to take selfies when playing with their phones, but she rarely did.
She spent her free time gaming, finding taking photos quite boring.
As a result, her posing was especially stiff. To appear more natural, she even searched online for selfie techniques.
That’s when she discovered that her phone had a beauty filter feature!
Her Majesty the Empress seemed like she discovered a new continent, giving up gaming to study the beauty filter on her phone.
However, she found that the beautified version wasn’t even as good-looking as her real self.
She had a classic charm with an oval face, big eyes, a delicate nose, and small cherry lips.
But the beauty filter made her eyes shockingly large, her face like a cone, resembling a snake spirit face.
Not attractive.
Her real self was better; more unique, more stylish.
When Lu Hualiang emerged from his shower again, he saw her hugging a pillow, pouting, and blinking cutely.
She was holding her phone, thoroughly self-absorbed in taking selfies.
Lu Hualiang raised an eyebrow, a rare sight—she was taking selfies instead of gaming.
Had she changed?
No longer a gaming addict?
Seeing him come out, Xia Weibao put down her phone, "Hubby, come here, help me pick the nice ones."
Lu Hualiang walked over, took her phone, and earnestly flipped through a few.
They looked great; she was beautiful, flawless from every angle, naturally photogenic.
But quite pretentious.
The poses were overly deliberate, her mouth pouted to the sky, and the blinking—sure it wasn’t because sand got in her eyes?
The tongue-sticking photo—those in the know would think she was taking pictures, those who didn’t might believe she was being choked.
"How are they? Do they look good?"
Lu Hualiang, "...Good."
"I think they look good too, just a bit odd, not as comfortable as others’ photos."
"Why are you taking these photos?"
"Of course, to post..." Xia Weibao almost blurted out ’on Weibo.’
Fortunately, she stopped herself in time.
Knowing Lu Hualiang’s jealousy, if he found out she posted selfies, he definitely wouldn’t agree.
Better not to mention it, anyway, he doesn’t follow entertainment news.
If she didn’t say, he wouldn’t find out.
She changed her words mid-sentence, "It’s just that I realized my phone lacks photos, everyone else has lots of selfies, and I don’t have any."
"That’s all?"
"What else could it be? It would be a waste not to take photos when I look so pretty."
Lu Hualiang had been about to say she was being silly.
But then he thought that he didn’t have many photos of her either.
Since she was wearing a bathrobe now, taking a few shots to save on his phone to look at later wouldn’t be bad.
"Do a few poses, and I’ll take pictures for you."
Xia Weibao’s eyes lit up; having someone take photos for her was naturally better.
"What kind of poses?"
"Anything."
Xia Weibao tilted her head, "Anything, huh, alright then."
She first glanced in Lu Hualiang’s direction, giving a slight smile.
Then hugged the pillow and nuzzled her face against it a few times.
