"Sister Zhu......" Her voice was a little calm, and it was useless to be anxious at this time.

Sister Zhu on the other end of the phone quickly told her about the general situation, and what Liu Xianxian said was true.

When Song Wen first joined Youth Magazine, Benson did not take him seriously, Benson was a white German, and he didn't look down on Asians in his bones.

And Song Wen is just a fledgling newcomer, but he didn't expect that Song Wen could gain a firm foothold in a short period of time.

Benson had no intention of learning Chinese, so there was a barrier to communication with models, but Song Wen was very good at communicating with models and had an amiable attitude, so the models in the magazine almost lined up to make appointments with him.

The magazine gradually entrusted Song Wen with important shooting tasks, and Benson became more and more idle, so he began to realize that something was wrong.

However, the matter is still inconclusive, and Editor-in-Chief Huang is very optimistic about Song Wen, and Benson threatens to resign, which makes it difficult for him to do so.

Shen Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, since she did not make it clear that she wanted to dismiss Song Wen, it showed that there was still room for change.

Back in the dormitory, she casually put the gilded business card on her desk, she flipped through her notebook, opened the web and searched for Benson's information.

From Liu Xianxian's words before, she guessed that Benson was gay, and he was also racist, but he stayed in Youth Magazine for a good salary, so he must have complaints in his heart.

Since there is a grudge in the heart, it is natural to find a place to vent, and social networking sites are a good outlet for catharsis.

In fact, she has no problem with Benson, after all, it is his freedom to shoot whether he wants to shoot or not. But Benson shouldn't point the finger at Song Wen and stifle the talent of a photographer with aura, it's really shameful!

If Shen Weiwei wants to keep Song Wen, she must start on Bensen's side.

The means may not be so clear, but they are effective.

She first browsed Bensen's profile briefly, briefly introducing his resume and some works, as well as the scandals between him and the male models he has filmed, without exception, these male models are European and American faces.

On Instagram, Twitter, Weibo and other social accounts, Ban Sen has joined V, and she can easily find Ben Sen's account, he doesn't post much content, and his fans are only a few hundred thousand.

At first glance, there was nothing special, but Shen Weiwei found Bensen's Twitter account.

The conspicuous blonde hair on the avatar is Benson himself.

"Vivi, you didn't go to class in the afternoon. ”

Meng Xi pushed open the door of the dormitory and saw her sitting in front of the computer desk, looking thoughtful.

Then he said in confusion.

In her impression, Wei Wei was more diligent than any of them, and she could get up from the alarm clock for the first time in the morning, waking all of them up to practice morning exercises.

No matter what class it is, the teacher is full of praise for her, but the amazing strength she shows really convinced them.

Unexpectedly, it was only a long time before the official class began, and she skipped class.

Shen Weiwei rubbed the corners of her sour eyes and turned her head to look at her:

"I asked the counsellor to take time off, and I would take three days off a week from now on. ”

Meng Xi blinked and sat down on the ladder next to her:

"You're going to take a leave of absence, why?"

Shen Weiwei closes the computer page:

"I have performances in the theatre three times a week, so I have to take time off. ”

"You're performing at the theater?" Meng Xi jumped down the ladder.

Startled Wen Yun, who pushed the door in, Wen Yun carried the hot water kettle and put it in the corner:

"What are you doing? ”

Meng Xi ignored her, pulled Shen Weiwei and asked excitedly: "Weiwei, I didn't expect you to hide it! Why don't you tell us if you have a performance in the theater?"

Shen Weiwei smiled and pulled out three tickets and shook them at her:

"Who said I wouldn't tell you, isn't this all the tickets ready? The show will officially start next Monday, you remember. ”

Wen Yun understood what they were saying, and hurriedly came over and took away a ticket:

"Weiwei, what kind of song and dance drama you played? I have seen reports on your song and dance drama on the Internet, and the response is quite good, you are really amazing, I heard that the theater is not so easy to enter. And the acting experience you have learned will be used in filming in the future, and your acting skills will be much higher than that of newcomers. ”

Standing on the balcony, Shen Weiwei thought about it and called Song Wen.

The call was quickly connected, and she said, "Hey, it's me." ”

"Weiwei, haven't slept so late?"

Song Wen's gentle voice came from the other end, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will miss the faint tiredness in your voice.

It seems that Benson has been pressuring him for not a day or two.

"I've heard about the magazine, and you're not going to be fired. She said in a positive tone.

Song Wen chuckled: "Well, I believe you." ”

"Do you want to stay at Youth Magazine?" she asked, what she wanted to ask.

Song Wen's talent is undoubted, and Youth Magazine is just a second-tier small magazine, and the real five major domestic magazines may be qualified to keep him.

Therefore, Shen Weiwei asked this question.

He asked rhetorically, "Is there a better place to go than here?" after a pause, he said in a serious tone,

"Vivi, I know what you mean, although I don't know what makes you think so highly of me. But I'm not a high-minded person, and I have just set foot in fashion photography and lack experience, so it's the best choice to work in a magazine.

Maybe when the time comes, I'll consider an independent studio, but in the next few years I'll stay at Youth Magazine. ”

After hanging up, she stood quietly for a while.

I don't know why, in her original plot, Song Wen is a top fashion photographer with a sharp edge, who is arrogant, and only Mu Churan can see it.

But now, maybe her appearance has changed the plot, and Song Wen is much more gentle and elegant, like a rounded stone, without hard edges and corners.

Shen Weiwei took the time to go to the magazine office, and when she met Liu Xianxian on the way, she walked past her expressionlessly and went up to the second floor.

Editor-in-Chief Huang. ”

Editor-in-Chief Huang raised his head from the pile of documents and reached out to hold his glasses:

"Weiwei, why do you have time to come here today?"

Shen Weiwei stood in front of the desk and smiled at him:

"Editor-in-Chief Huang, I heard that Benson wants to resign?"

Editor-in-Chief Huang paused for a moment, and said with some embarrassment:

"Benson is very famous in the industry, he has a weird temper, and even I sometimes have to follow his wishes......"

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Weiwei interrupted him: "Since he wants to resign, why can't Editor-in-Chief Huang fulfill him?"

Mistakenly thinking that Shen Weiwei was sarcastic about him, Editor-in-Chief Huang's face changed, and he was a little annoyed:

"Shen Weiwei, you don't have the right to ask about the affairs of the magazine!"

Shen Weiwei nodded calmly: "I know I'm not qualified to ask, but before that, I think you probably need to take a look at the email I sent you." ”

She lifted her wrist and glanced at the time, which had just been sent a minute earlier.

Editor-in-Chief Huang obviously hadn't reacted yet, and after she reminded him, he frowned and opened his mailbox, showing that he had received a new email two minutes ago.