Chapter 17 A Combination of Hard Work and Sweet Treats

That evening, Ling Wei came out of the performance classroom with a smile on her face and opened her chat window with Lu Yan.

[Transfer of 1000 yuan. Note: Installment payment. I got praised by the teacher for today's observation and imitation exercise! I drew the question to imitate the class monitor, the guy who always manages to make the simplest white shirt look good. The teacher said it's no wonder he transferred from the performing arts department, it's like a game-changer hhhhhh]

I can't say anything more because there's a character limit for transfer messages.

Five minutes later:

Yan: [Received.]

Ling Wei thought that this conversation would end there, just like usual.

She casually put her phone aside, and it wasn't until more than an hour later, when she picked it up again during a break, that she was surprised to find that Lu Yan had sent another message five minutes after replying.

Yan: [White shirt?]

Ling Wei smiled and the system started setting off fireworks.

Weiwei smiled brightly: [Yeah, when I imitated him adjusting his cuffs, and the little gesture the class monitor made when pushing up his glasses, he would subconsciously press the bridge of his nose (cat hands on hips.jpg)]

Weiwei smiled brightly: [After watching, the teacher said to the whole class, "No wonder she transferred from the acting department; her observational skills are a game-changer for directing students." Haha ...

With no word limit, she sang her heart out.

Lu Yan replied very quickly this time:

Yan: [What was the class monitor's reaction?]

Ling Wei deliberately paused for a moment before replying:

Weiwei smiled brightly: [He was watching very attentively, and even came to me after class to ask me to help him with his performance assignment~]

Vivi smiled brightly: [After all, there aren't many people who can capture all those little details about him (Shiba Inu smug.jpg)]

There was silence for a few minutes on the other end of the phone.

Yan: [Yeah, that's great.]

Yan: [My advisor is looking for me, I'll be busy later.]

Ling Wei looked at the suddenly ended reply and put away her phone.

“Little Deer,” she said cheerfully, “is getting closer.”

As for a certain servant, Ling Wei was ruthless in ordering him around.

At first, Lu Zhao tried to be clever and asked the housekeeper or assistant to do it for him, but Ling Wei shut him down with "If you're not sincere, then forget it," leaving him no choice but to do it himself.

[WeChat Interface]

Weiwei smiled brightly: [(A photo of a classroom piled high with props and costumes) Hurry, help me find a 90s-style denim jacket, oversized, urgently.]

Announcing to the world: [??? I'm in the recording studio! Recording a song!]

Weiwei smiled brightly: "Oh. Then say goodbye to your future sister-in-law (Goodbye, sir.jpg)"

Announcement to the world: 【!!! Send me your address! Twenty minutes!】

Lu Zhao spent half an hour panting as he rummaged through the dusty warehouse, finally finding the jacket that met his requirements. Ling Wei, who was leisurely flipping through the fabric, took it and waved her hand, saying, "You can leave now."

Lu Zhao: "..." Frustrated, he turned and left.

[WeChat Interface]

Weiwei smiled brightly: [(A photo of a mountain of books in the Directing Department) Come here, I'll give you a chance to immerse yourself in the world of knowledge. Help me move some books, third floor of the library.]

Announcing to the world: [...I'm practicing dance!]

Weiwei smiled brightly: "Oh, never mind then. I'll talk to your brother..."

Announcing to the world: [...We'll arrive in half an hour!!!]

An hour later, when Lu Zhao was exhausted and slammed the last stack of theory books onto the spot designated by Ling Wei, a glass of iced Americano was shoved in front of him, along with a comment without even looking up: "You didn't stabilize your core when you went upstairs just now, and your breathing was a bit erratic. You need to practice your lower body more."

Lu Zhao: "!!!"

[WeChat Interface 3]

Weiwei smiled brightly: [(A photo of campus streetlights at 4 AM) Just finished editing, hungry. Ordering Hong Kong-style dim sum from XX Restaurant, three servings, will be delivered to the editing room in an hour. (Location)]

No one answered.

After a series of phone calls—

A public announcement to the world: 【…Look at the time! You call this takeout?!】

Weiwei smiled brightly: "That place doesn't deliver."

Announcement to the world: [The break period is over; filming outside the studio is prohibited.]

Weiwei smiled brightly: [(Sent a screenshot of a chat, it's her and Lu Yan's conversation, the cursor is hovering over the input field)]

Announcing to the world: 【!!! I need to take leave! I'm coming right now! Don't let your hands shake, my ancestor!】

An hour later, Zhao, wearing a black baseball cap and mask, completely covered up, with dark circles under her eyes, appeared at the door of the editing room carrying a steaming cup of morning tea.

Several friends who were also staying up late cheered and surrounded him.

One of the girls took the bag and carefully examined Lu Zhao under the light. The more she looked at him, the more familiar he seemed. She couldn't help but nudge Ling Wei with her elbow and whisper, "Weiwei, your boyfriend... his vibe is just like that trainee Lu Zhao who's been really popular lately!"

Ling Wei was picking up a tempting golden pineapple bun when she heard this. She glanced at Lu Zhao, who was fully armed, took a big bite of the bread, and waved her hand dismissively, saying, "How could that be? Look at him, he's much uglier than that other guy. His eye bags are so big."

That guy who is who Lu Zhao: "..."

Don't you know how you got those eye bags?!

He took a deep breath, pulled Ling Wei to a corner of the corridor, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you tell them I'm your boyfriend?"

Ling Wei slowly swallowed the bread in her mouth, looking completely innocent, as if to say, "What's the big deal?" She replied, "I just said it casually to avoid them asking all sorts of questions. Besides, right now they see you as your brother. Once I reunite with your brother, it'll be a seamless transition, right? It's so convenient, and I don't even need to explain."

What the hell is this seamless transition?!

Lu Zhao was so speechless by her words that he almost couldn't catch his breath. A strange sense of frustration and displeasure welled up in his heart.

Ling Wei ignored him and took a couple of sips of soy milk through a straw. Then she frowned slightly and said, "It's not sweet enough."

She looked up and saw Lu Zhao still standing in front of her. As if she had seen something in the way, she asked in surprise, "Why are you still here?"

Lu Zhao: "..." He glared at her, but ultimately said nothing. Filled with resentment and still smelling the lingering aroma of breakfast, he turned away again, feeling frustrated, and disappeared into the morning light.

The chat logs depict the rancher and her slave, but that's not all there is to it.

[WeChat Interface]

Weiwei's smile is very energetic: [(Link to Lu Zhao's latest stage fancam) At 2 minutes and 15 seconds, during that turn, the wave should be toned down a bit; the force is too outward, making it look greasy. Refer to this classic clip in the link.]

A public announcement: [(Read, will reply in three hours) ...It's been revised, it seems...to look better now.]

Weiwei smiled brightly: "Hmm, not too stupid."

[WeChat Interface]

Announcing to the world: [(Sends a selfie dance video) How about this?]

Weiwei smiled brightly: "This continuous ground movement is too packed with choreography; it leaves the audience breathless and tired to watch. A pause on the third eight-count, with a clear eye contact, would improve the effect."

Announcing to the world: [(An hour later)...I tried it, and it seems...there are more layers. How do you know so much?]

Vivi smiled brightly: [Because I'm the unattainable boss you can't have. (laughing emoji)]

A public announcement to the world: [(Image of a forty-meter-long broadsword)]

Weiwei smiled brightly: "By the way, I saw the comments on your fan club yesterday. A little girl said that because of you, she started to work hard to learn to dance. How does that feel, Comrade Lu Zhao? Your light really shines on others."

On the other end of the phone, Lu Zhao's ears subtly turned red as he read the message. He typed it, then deleted it, finally replying with only one sentence: "Oh."

The system tasked with observing fan club comments: 6.