Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 242, Section 240: Other Thoughts

"Teacher Shen~"

"Hello, Teacher Shen!"

On a chilly winter morning, the streets of Nanhu Industrial Park were filled with a damp, cold wind, and the air was quite biting.

Shen Yunrong did indeed arrive.

As you approach Zone C of the industrial park, many of the staff coming and going from the Jieyou Media building have met Shen Yunrong.

The reason is not complicated; she was previously a mentor at Jieyou Media.

I've hosted them before!
Wow, Ms. Shen looks so beautiful today!

Even He Min, who was smiling and greeting her at the front desk and whom she had already met before, joined in the teasing.

"It feels really strange that my identity has changed."

Shen Yunrong looked down at herself, rubbed her cheeks, and whispered to He Min.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you look so different, not everyone will recognize you."

He Min said with a smile.

Shen Yunrong's changes during this period have been nothing short of miraculous.

From hairstyle to clothing to temperament, everything is silently proclaiming one fact.

She finally learned to be herself.

She is the same today.

The soft, fluffy wool curls fall naturally down the shoulders, appearing glossy and warm under the sunlight.

In the past, she always kept her hair neatly tied up, either in a bun or in a sleek and capable style.

But none of these can compare to curly hair.

It possesses both an alluring charm that seems to emanate from her eyes and brows, and a touch of playfulness and casualness.

What made He Min slap her thigh in praise was also her makeup 2.0.

Twenty-eight-year-old Shen Yunrong seems to have given up the makeup she used to wear in the workplace.

Today, she not only exudes a natural complexion and radiant skin, but also resembles a blooming rose in full bloom.

Her base makeup was light and sheer, almost revealing her natural fair skin, making her skin look like it could breathe.

The eye makeup has also shifted from a light touch to a warm brown gradient, which is slightly blended to make the eyes look more lively.

Slightly curled eyelashes, with just the right amount of mascara, give a delicate and charming look without being overly aggressive.

The lip color is a striking, bold red, making it incredibly eye-catching at first glance.

This is nothing like the well-behaved counselor from before.
Her fashion sense is a direct reflection of her growth during this period.

In the past, Shen Yunrong always wore well-tailored suits, shirts, and high heels, which made her look serious and dignified while maintaining a natural sense of distance.

Today, she is completely unconventional; her style seems quite similar to that of the young people at Jieyou Media.

She wore a light beige loose cashmere sweater, the soft material perfectly wrapping around her shoulders and neck, with the cuffs slightly extending beyond the waistline, partially covering her wrists, exuding a casual and lazy vibe.

The sweater was casually tucked into high-waisted jeans, highlighting the waistline and the curves of the bust.

She rarely wears jeans, but when she did, they suited her figure perfectly.

The dark blue flared design and the highly elastic fabric, with the cuffs rolled up slightly to reveal light-colored wool socks underneath, paired with off-white Martin boots, further elongate the legs.

The overall color scheme is warm and soft, and while it is highly recognizable, it is surprisingly...
It has a certain cuteness to it.

"Sister Yun, I'm serious."

He Min took Shen Yunrong's arm, and the two walked side by side toward the office space prepared for her.

"This outfit looks much better on you than the previous one!"

"It seems that being within the system has really constrained you."

"No, Xiaomin, please don't say that."

Shen Yunrong waved her hand, adjusted the pendant around her neck, and denied with a smile, "It has nothing to do with the system."

"Many young people within the system can also be free and unrestrained. It was my previous mindset that confined me and restricted me."

Her accessories also reflect her new style.

In the past, Shen Yunrong would never have worn so many accessories when going out.

She wore two small, round silver stud earrings and a red bracelet she had obtained from the ancient city, making it a truly memorable piece.

Of course, what's most striking now is the confidence and relaxed aura she exudes.

Where should I sit?

"Wait a minute, let me see, they seem to be having a meeting."

Following He Min's steps and looking around, Shen Yunrong, whose identity had changed, discovered for the first time the different perspective of a staff member.

Everyone at their workstations not far away seemed to be very busy.

The screen was being managed, voice calls were being made, and equipment was being tested; amidst the chaos, there was a sense of calm and order.

When He Min pushed open the meeting room door, the discussion inside was in its most heated phase.

The projection screen was covered with a timeline, from the opening warm-up to the interactive lucky draw, with each step planned down to the minute.

Zhou Mingyuan sat at one end of the long table, expressionless.

The boss twirled a black pen in his hand, occasionally tapping it lightly on the table to remind the team of details to pay attention to.

At first glance, everything about Shen Yunrong seemed new and exciting.

For example, there was even a shed in the conference room.

With tripods set up and schedules posted on the whiteboard, several photographers took turns adjusting the angles, while Du Jianuo stood in the center of the stage, wearing a light gray practice uniform, but her expression was not pleasant.

"The pacing of this shot is too stiff!"

She shook off the bottled water in her hand, her brows furrowed.

"Dancing needs to have tension. You're just giving me a three-second cut-off and a five-second demonstration. Isn't that just like an assembly-line advertisement?"

"It's not pretty at all."

The staff looked at each other in bewilderment, while the photographer, holding his camera, kept wiping the sweat from his brow.

Her voice trembled with anxiety.

"Nono, this is the fourth time already. What will it look like to satisfy you?"

"We need to release it first thing the day after tomorrow to generate traffic. If the cold start doesn't work, the official live stream will also be affected."

The air in the conference room seemed to freeze for a moment, until Zhou Mingyuan made the final decision and said softly.

"Alright, alright, do it this way, separate the actions from the voiceover."

"The current storyboards are too full."

“When viewers scroll to the video, they decide whether to stay or leave within the first three seconds. If you start with a voiceover right away, many people will just swipe away. You need to grab their attention with actions first, and then give them time to speak.”

"Yes! Mr. Zhou's idea is good!"

The photographer paused for a moment, then nodded immediately after realizing what he meant.

"Then let's give it a try."

Du Jianuo blinked, took another sip of water, and mustered her courage.

So the production crew adjusted the lighting, and the photographer rearranged the storyboard.

Following the new sequence, Du Jianuo first performed a clean hip-swinging turn, followed by a frozen smile.

After the shoot, the photographer reviewed the footage.

The visuals are extremely clean, the actions are captivating from the moment they begin, the narration hits the climax perfectly, and the information is precise without being abrupt.

After the assistants finished reading, they couldn't help but exclaim in low voices, "It's so much better than before!"

Even Du Jianuo herself was quite satisfied: "OK, passed!"

"By the way, Mr. Zhou, this is our new stage manager."

Only after the first topic was finished did He Min clear her throat and introduce the new members to everyone in a clear voice.

Although Zhou Mingyuan had already agreed, he still needed to help Shen Yunrong integrate into the group.

Everyone's eyes naturally turned to that direction.

In that instant, the air fell silent. Shen Yunrong, standing at the door, was slightly reserved, but quickly composed herself and greeted everyone.

"Teacher Shen Shen?"

Du Jianuo, sitting in the front row, widened her eyes, her tone full of surprise and curiosity.

She never expected that the new stage manager she was paired with would be Shen Yunrong.

How could it be Shen Yunrong?
Why did she quit being a good teacher?

After all, Shen Yunrong's name was a hot topic in public opinion not long ago.

Fraud case, victims, rumors, disappearance.
These words were once associated with her and became a topic of conversation.

But at this moment, standing in front of herself, she didn't look as lost and disheveled as one might have imagined; instead, she appeared surprisingly full of energy.

"Please sit down, Sister Yun. I don't think I need to introduce you any further, right?"

Zhou Mingyuan looked up, his pen paused on the paper, exchanged a glance with the older sister, and said with a smile.

He acted as if he were treating her like an ordinary employee.

On the contrary, this attitude made Shen Yunrong feel slightly relieved.

People who have emerged from turmoil are most afraid of pity.

"Ok."

She nodded, her voice clear.

Shen Yunrong found a seat near the front and quickly glanced at the schedule on the big screen.

Although MCN is a new concept, many of the technical terms are not unfamiliar to her.

After all, during her time working in the Youth League Committee, Shen Yunrong often had to strictly control the timing of various student activities to ensure smooth process implementation.

However, the setting has changed from classrooms and auditoriums to a live broadcast room, and the audience is no longer thousands of students, but rather a number of unfamiliar netizens who could easily exceed five or six figures.

This wide range evoked a strange feeling in people.

Shen Yunrong looked serious and subconsciously wrote down a few keywords in her notebook.

Data, rhythm, rhetoric, and comment section.

He Min handed her a bottle of mineral water, pulled out a chair, bent down, and whispered.

"Don't be too reserved. It's similar to how you used to mentor students. You keep an eye on the pace and the data, and we'll just cooperate."

Shen Yunrong nodded to her in gratitude.

In fact, she knew very well what was going on in her heart.

This job is just a temporary safety net.

No one really expected her to pull off a miracle in a live stream, but that's precisely why she couldn't afford to be careless.

The meeting continued, and the team's discussion remained lively, but Shen Yunrong began to quietly get into the zone without anyone noticing.

"To ask again, are there any issues with the nodes after the video is confirmed?"

Zhou Mingyuan clapped his hands, and the question was repeated a second time.

The meeting room remained completely silent.

Ultimately, the first time doing live-streaming e-commerce was a completely new experience for everyone, and no one had any prior knowledge.

On the large screen of the projector, Du Jianuo's promotional video had just been played.

That was "Nono's Dance Practice Diary," which Zhou Mingyuan had harshly criticized and which had undergone several major revisions.

There weren't any major problems with the movements.

It's still a close-up shot of Du Jianuo wearing yoga pants.

She changed into a sample of MALA ACTIVE, and the camera followed her the entire time, shooting along the streamlined ankle until the dark color enveloped her comic book-like leg lines.

As for the dance practice footage, it has an added touch of sexiness.

Excellent products extend with the rhythm of muscles.

Sweat dripped naturally down Du Jianuo's temples; the girl's expression was focused and blissful, radiating health.

"Wow!"

Until the end of the performance, Uno looked at the camera with sparkling eyes.

It's still the same few lines.

"This feeling is amazing! It's like I'm not wearing anything at all, so free, but the feeling of being wrapped up makes me feel so safe!"

"Lifting my legs, squatting, and spinning—there's absolutely no feeling of restriction. It's also incredibly breathable and absorbent, leaving me feeling refreshed after just one dance!"

She made a V-sign at the camera.

"Found it! My secret weapon!"

The video ends with a freeze-frame of her curvaceous profile.

The subtitles slowly popped up and filled the screen.

"At 8 PM on the 20th, join me in Douyu livestream room 6610 for my most exciting moments, and many more surprises await!"

The meeting room remained quiet.

Everyone was afraid of making a mistake, and no one offered any reasonable suggestions.

Only Shen Yunrong, who was new to the area, stared at it carefully for a while and discovered the inconsistency in the timeline.

If the live stream is too rushed and the on-site interaction is not very good, it may affect the best time for promotion.

A few seconds later, she gently raised her hand, her voice hesitant, but still spoke.

"Excuse me, may I say something?"

"I don't think it's necessary to play the video again in the live stream, right?"

"There's nothing wrong with showing it in the live stream, but the target audience of the product will definitely follow Nono's Weibo and other social media platforms."

"Only pure live-streaming fans and people with limited spending power will stay glued to the live-streaming room."

"If half an hour is wasted because of playing a video, and the time is not well controlled, it may drag on until after 10:30, and there will not be enough time to build up the emotions and the rhetoric."

After he finished speaking, there was a brief silence around the conference table.

He Min and Du Jianuo exchanged a glance, both noticing surprise in each other's eyes.

"Ah."

Zhou Mingyuan crossed his arms, his gaze falling on Shen Yunrong, and nodded.

After a moment, he raised his fingers and made a decision.

"Sister Yun is right."

"Postponing the process will have far-reaching consequences."

"Don't release the video yet. Let Nono have some time to breathe and improvise. Make the most of the prime time slot in the evening."

The staff members' fingers flew across the keyboard as they began revising the plan on their computers.

Shen Yunrong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as the meeting ended, Zhou Mingyuan called her over.

"I didn't realize, Teacher Shen~~~"

The man drawled out his words, his smile radiant, creating a striking contrast that made him appear like an innocent, naive young boy.

“I’ve always felt that it’s a waste of your talents to be the event manager; you should be more suited to be the operations director.”

"Stop, stop, stop! Don't call me Teacher Shen."

Shen Yunrong never doubted her ability to control her emotions.

But when she was in front of Zhou Mingyuan, she always felt that his tone, posture and even his gaze were strange.

It felt so strange that I felt like I was running naked in the square.

She had repeatedly told herself that nothing had happened that night.

Don't be fooled by Zhou Mingyuan's harmless, sunny boy appearance; he's not a college student at all.

He is a shrewd, emotionally intelligent, and resourceful adult.

Even considering that she was ten years older than him, Shen Yunrong herself found it difficult to judge this fact.

He himself
Does he have ulterior motives?
(End of this chapter)