American Peanuts

Chapter 18 The Girl Next Door
After dinner, we saw off the restaurant team and several musicians.

Charlie and Faith only looked at each other, and their brainwaves clicked.

"Taylor, do you want to go swimming?" Faith asked pretending to be casual.

"No, I have to take a nap now." Taylor said in despair.

"Well, you're tired too. Go to bed early. Good night." Faith waved to her.

As soon as Taylor went upstairs, Faith couldn't wait to throw herself into Charlie's arms.

"What were you thinking when you were dancing just now?" Faith touched Charlie's chest.

"I was thinking, Taylor Swift is so ugly," Charlie said matter-of-factly.

This was also the direct reason why Charlie decided to transform her.

"Haha, she is obviously so talented, you can't just look at her face. Wait, why do you pay attention to Taylor's appearance." Faith suddenly raised her head and looked at Charlie.

"It's very simple. I am the owner of a record company and I always have to consider the commercial value of the singer."

Faith was quite satisfied with this explanation.

She suddenly smiled and said: "I want to play with my body on the piano."

Damn it, you suggested going to the car, and now I'm going to the piano. If I don't read a magazine on the plane, are you going to take me to the bathroom?
Charlie recalled the classic scenes he had seen.

He lifted Faith up and said, "I have a better idea, leave the piano for next time."

In the process, Faith dropped all the equipment.

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Lying on the bed, Taylor was tossing and turning, but had no choice but to get up again, took out a large notebook from the luggage, wrote and drew on it, and she was composing lyrics.

It's a love song called "Love Story."

I tried writing a few sentences and then quickly painted them out.

Why is it either dancing or having a dinner party... Oh my God, my mind is like a ball of mush now.

Taylor pushed the ends of her hair back. In the past, at this time, the teacher would always be there to give him hints.

After thinking about it, Taylor was still going to find the teacher.

When she came downstairs, the entire hall was unusually empty, even a little eerie.

But soon, Taylor found the teacher's knit cardigan on the ground. Not far in front was the teacher's lined sweater, and further forward was the teacher's pair of Chanel round-toed flat shoes.

It was like she was following the clues on a treasure hunt, picking up almost all of the teacher's clothes along the way.

Including a pair of wet black silk panties.

At this time, Taylor came to a staircase leading to the basement.

Vaguely, she suddenly heard the teacher's scream.

Concerned about the teacher, Taylor immediately rushed down.

Accompanied by the sound of stepping on the stairs, the underground swimming pool made waves.

When he got to the basement, Taylor was surprised to find that there was a huge swimming pool.

The teacher was at the edge of the pool at the moment, looking at Taylor helplessly.

"If you don't go to bed, what are you doing here?" Faith said angrily.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that there was someone dishonest under the water, and kicked her hard. However, the resistance of the water flow was too great, and she had no strength. When the last kick hit the person, there was no force at all, and it seemed like a response.

"I...I can't sleep." Taylor said.

Then I noticed a large shadow under the water next to the teacher.

The light in the underground pool was not very good at this time, and Taylor couldn't see clearly for a while, so he had to look away.

"If you can't fall asleep, just keep sleeping. You will fall asleep eventually... um..." Faith was about to yell at her, but her voice suddenly became haughty.

"Teacher, I don't know what to say. When we were dancing, the boss's hand slipped down." Taylor said with a blushing face.

She felt that it was still necessary to report to the teacher.

"What?!" Faith was shocked.

He quickly asked: "Has he always kept it there?"

"That's not it."

"That's normal. It's purely accidental. After all, he's a little lower than you, and I don't think he has any idea about you." Faith tried to say immediately after she heard Charlie say Taylor was ugly.

"If you have nothing to do, just leave. I don't want to be disturbed... Huh..." Faith began to take a deep breath.

He felt lucky that he didn't listen to Faith's words, otherwise he wouldn't have had the piano.

Faith was so weak that she let herself be dragged out by Charlie, blushing as if she was about to ooze blood.

"It's all your fault." Faith cursed.

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Oak Street is one of Chicago's top shopping streets, lined with stores from well-known international brands from Paris, London, Milan and other places, and of course, the prices are high.

When Charlie appeared at the street entrance with five fashion editors, he saw Taylor sitting on a bench by the roadside, eating a hot dog.

"Ouch, girls will gain weight if they eat this kind of food~" The male editor with long flowing hair and thick beard twirled his orchid fingers and threw Taylor's hot dog into the trash can with a look of disgust on his face.

"The hair is too thick and the quality is not good. What shampoo do you usually use?" Another person reached out and picked the ends of Taylor's hair. He was obviously tall but his voice was high-pitched.

"Tsk, tsk, and your shoes, throw them into the trash can quickly. You are a star, not a summer tutor doing part-time jobs." The third person with an afro and dark green-framed glasses looked like he was in love.

Several editors swarmed in and in just a few minutes, they picked out more than a dozen flaws and demoted Taylor to nothing.

Taylor naturally knew what these people were here for, and he didn't dare to move as if he was undergoing corrective surgery.

"Take this card, your task today is to max it out." Charlie handed Taylor an American Express Centurion Card.

Then he looked at several editors.

"I don't want a modern girl from New York or a fashion darling from Milan. What I want is an aristocratic lady with a retro temperament. I want to be able to take a taxi directly to the set of Disney's "Sissi" to play the leading role."

"This girl has a thin face and flaxen hair. I think it's fine."

Charlie looked at the time: "Including lunch, I'll give you eight hours."

After Taylor was surrounded and left, Charlie looked at Faith next to him.

"Let's go, go to the car."

"Let Aunt Faith take a break." Faith looked at Charlie with some fear in her eyes.

Last night... it was such a shame.

"Why don't you go to the car after a break? What are you thinking about?" Charlie looked suspicious.

Faith blushed, feeling that she had fallen into Charlie's language trap, and said bitterly: "First of all, you can't touch me."

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The car door opened, and after shopping, Taylor was like a hardworking mover, moving handbags with luxury logos onto the car.

This was a big project, and in the end, almost the entire front half of the rear row was filled, and the originally wide space became a bit crowded.

Gucci, LV, Dior, Chanel, Cartier, Bulgari, Tiffany, Fendi, Ferragamo, JIMMY CHOO, Van Cleef & Arpels, Balenciaga, Boucheron... Taylor almost emptied the entire street today.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Faith sitting on the chair, her eyes closed, her brows furrowed, her arms hanging limply, her head pressed against the privacy glass, looking like she had fainted, and at the same time, her mouth was still open. It is constantly opening and closing in subtle ways, muttering something to itself.The clothes were also a little messy, and the buttons on the cardigan were obviously wrong.

Looking at Charlie sitting in the back row, the young man is putting on his shoes.

"Faith did some exercise and lost her strength." Charlie adjusted his clothes and spoke thoughtfully.

Taylor's eyes jumped back and forth between the two people, as if he didn't believe it.

"You were clearly putting on your shoes just now." She narrowed her eyes like Sherlock Holmes.

"I just took a nap in the car." Charlie said calmly.

Taylor looked at the teacher with concern and found that her face was as red as a ripe peach.Her hair was wet, as if it had been washed. It looked like she had just done some strenuous exercise, running for several miles or something.He kept whispering the name of a country in his mouth.

Why call a country in the middle of Europe?Taylor was puzzled.

"Leave her alone, she's just exhausted and exhausted. Just go back and buy her some sports drinks. It seems those editors do have a few brushes..." Charlie looked Taylor up and down.

Before, Taylor still had a girl-next-door style, but now she has completely transformed into a goddess style.

The thick, curly long hair is thinned and straightened, and simply tied into a ponytail, showing a hint of elegance with a hint of sophistication.

She was wearing an off-white long dress, similar to the ancient Greek style, with her left shoulder bare and flower-shaped decorations on the other shoulder. , the hem of the skirt fell naturally, revealing two ultimate white radishes.

In addition, he wears Valentino’s classic speed shoes...

Charlie wanted to give a bonus to those fashion editors.

It's just that the little girl's expression is not too happy, which is very unusual.

"Feel embarrassed?" Charlie tried to ask.

From this angle, you can see Taylor looking out the window, his indigo pupils vaguely reflecting the bustling scene of the city.

Taylor saw the prosperity of the world for the first time today.You must know that Chicago is the third largest city in the United States after New York and Los Angeles. Whether it is infrastructure or the continuous scene of tall buildings, it is not comparable to Nashville, a central city.

"I..." Taylor didn't know what to say.

She felt that today was the best day in her life. If she were to exaggerate, she would have to include her next life.

For the first time, these luxury stores came in one after another.

For the first time, you can buy directly without looking at the price.

It was the first time I knew that buying Hermès bags requires distribution, the first time I learned that Bulgari sells watches, and the first time I was surrounded by so many people. They would help me choose accessories, put on my shoes, and even No need to bend yourself.

For a moment, she felt that she was really a noble lady from the Middle Ages. This feeling was so dreamy.

This DIOR crystal dress costs US$6. It requires parents to work for a year without eating or drinking. The rest is lipstick, earrings, necklaces, shoes, bracelets, clothes and hats, and dozens of other items. Parents work I can't afford it in my life.

For Charlie, this is as simple as going to the roadside to sell a bottle of Coke.

Only then did 18-year-old Taylor truly realize the differences between people.

No wonder, everyone likes to marry rich people.

He allocated resources to himself, quickly exchanged air tickets, and danced with himself. Although the teacher said there was no need to worry, Taylor still felt a big stone in his heart.

She felt that Charlie was a little too good to her, too good to be like a boss, and he seemed not to care about business returns at all.

The more he thought about it, the more Taylor felt like a stone was weighing on his heart.

Charlie spent so much money on himself, but what if his album failed to sell?These things cannot be returned.Although he knew that Charlie would probably not care about this due to his character, Taylor still felt sorry.

"It doesn't matter. If this one doesn't sell, just prepare the next one. You will always be popular one day." Charlie said with relief.

"What if every one of them doesn't sell?"

Charlie said without hesitation: "That doesn't matter, I will continue to pour resources into you, money, connections, industry, everything I have. In short, I will do my best to help you realize your dream."

But after these few days of contact, Charlie can feel that she is a living "person". She comes from the countryside of Pennsylvania. She likes to eat all kinds of high-calorie junk food. She is occasionally annoyed by her mediocre figure. She has dreams and longs to stand on a bigger scale. The stage is like the girl next door that everyone met when they were young.

Taylor was stunned for a moment, then turned back silently.

No one spoke along the way.

The silence speaks.

　The editors are all on holiday and can only sign contracts on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. You can take advantage of this time to invest and make some money.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)