Song Qi nodded.

“Tell us if you need anything when you get back. Buy whatever you want,” said Mrs. Shu, turning around and handing over a card. “I forgot to give it to you last time.”

Song Qi accepted it without refusing, and said thank you.

"Since there are still a few days until the college entrance exam, I've invited a tutor to come to your home to help you with your studies. Don't be too nervous."

Shu Wangyue smirked and said, "It's okay, if you don't do well on the exam, you can try again next year."

Shu's mother turned around and glanced at Shu Wangyue, somewhat displeased.

Song Qi glanced at Shu Wangyue: "Where are you going to school now?"

"Beijing Academy of Drama." Shu Wangyue raised her chin slightly. "When I got in, I was the first one to be admitted."

"Yes, congratulations."

"I remember you didn't pass the entrance exam for the Beijing Theatre Academy?"

"Mm." Song Qi nodded.

Shu Wangyue smiled again.

"Looking at the moon!" Shu's father reminded him unhappily.

To be honest, Shu Wangyue was very curious about how well Song Qi would do on the exam this time, since a whole world had passed and quite a bit of time had gone by.

"Mom and Dad, I think I can study on my own," Song Qi said. "You don't need to find a teacher."

She doesn't like being controlled.

"Is it okay?" Shu's mother was a little worried. She had checked Lu Nanyin's grades before, and they had always been just average. Moreover, due to recording programs and such, her studies had dropped too much. Although Song Qi's art exam certificate only required a score above a certain line, and that line wasn't very high, she was still a little worried.

Although taking the exam again for another year is not out of the question, I am afraid that Song Qi will be under too much pressure.

"Don't worry." Song Qi smiled confidently. "I've never stopped studying."

"Alright, just tell me what you want. Don't be shy, I'll have someone buy it for you." Shu's mother didn't insist.

"Thank you, Mom."

Half an hour later, they finally arrived at the Shu family mansion.

Looking at the mansion in front of him, Song Qi had a pretty good understanding of the Shu family's wealth, even though it had only recently joined the ranks of top-tier wealthy families.

However, in some ways, the Shu family seems quite down-to-earth.

There were many servants walking around inside, and they all greeted Song Qi with gentle smiles, showing her the utmost kindness.

Shu's father couldn't wait to take Song Qi to see the room.

The room faces south and is very large. It is connected to the walk-in closet, which is already filled with clothes and jewelry, seemingly prepared for her. There is also a small platform, a suitable place for afternoon tea.

"Thank you, it's beautiful." Song Qi glanced at the very nervous Shu parents, feeling somewhat helpless.

Mr. Shu breathed a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across his face: "If there's anything you're not satisfied with or not used to, we can change it."

“There’s nothing I’m dissatisfied with.” Song Qi sat on his bed. “I’m not very good at talking, but I really like it.”

"I'm glad you like it, I'm glad you like it. Go downstairs and eat, you must be hungry." Shu's father patted Song Qi's shoulder. "After you eat, I'll show you the other rooms. Wang Yue lives next door to you, you can ask her if you need anything."

“Okay.” Song Qi glanced at Shu Wangyue.

Shu Wangyue twitched the corner of her mouth, turned her head away, and refused to look at her.

Most of the dishes on the table were things that Lu Nanyin liked to eat, so it seemed that she had known about the original owner's preferences beforehand.

During the meal, Mr. Shu and Song Qi talked about the Shu family and also mentioned some other wealthy families.

"After you finish your college entrance exam, we'll throw you a celebration banquet and introduce you to other people," said Mr. Shu.

Song Qi nodded: "Okay, but can we not announce it to the public yet?"

"Sure, isn't this something I promised you from the beginning?" Mr. Shu smiled.

"Thank you, Dad."

It was already 11:30 when we finished eating.

Shu's mother really wanted to talk to Song Qi, but she was a little too tired herself and, being considerate of Song Qi's exhaustion, told her to go to bed early.

Song Qi had just finished showering and was about to lie down when she heard a knock on the door.

She frowned, then got up to open the door.

It was Shu Wangyue who knocked on the door.

"Is there something you need?" Song Qi asked, looking at her.

Shu Wangyue stared at Song Qi: "It's nothing, I just came to remind you, you know, there are some places you can't just fit in on your own."

"Oh, thank you for reminding me. Is there anything else?" Song Qi nodded, then stared into Shu Wangyue's eyes.

"I am the eldest daughter of the Shu family," Shu Wangyue continued.

Song Qi nodded in agreement: "You are indeed older than me."

Shu Wangyue: ...

"You can go to sleep now, or you'll break out in pimples." After saying that, Song Qi took a step back, closed the door, and locked it.

Shu Wangyue looked at the door, rubbed her temples, and subconsciously touched her face.

Daily task completed.

Song Qi fell asleep shortly after lying in bed.

After all, this place is safe; no one would just barge in and stab themselves.

At five o'clock in the morning, Song Qi woke up on his own.

The servants in the house haven't gotten up yet.

She tidied herself up, slung a backpack over her shoulder, and went out.

Because it was summer, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

The community is large, and the houses are spaced far apart, ensuring privacy.

This is a prime location where land is extremely valuable, yet it's not far from the city center. It offers a quiet oasis amidst the bustling city and boasts convenient transportation.

She found a small pavilion to sit down and took out a few test papers.

"Host, you don't necessarily have to come out and write."

"This place makes me feel very comfortable." Song Qi then took out a small table lamp.

The system didn't know how to evaluate Song Qi's foresight.

Song Qi didn't pack up and go home until 7:30.

When he arrived home, the servants were all up and were somewhat surprised to see Song Qi return.

"Miss, when did you leave?"

"Around five o'clock, I'm going out for a walk."

"So early?"

Song Qi nodded and smiled at Aunt Zhao: "Yes, I'm used to it."

"Please sit on the sofa. Breakfast will be ready soon. Are you hungry?" Aunt Zhao rubbed her hands together.

"I am a little hungry."

Aunt Zhao looked at Song Qi and said, "If you were to get up early to study, you could let me know so I could prepare breakfast."

"It's okay, I couldn't eat anything around 5 o'clock either, now it's just right." Song Qi smiled.

Aunt Zhao rubbed her hands together and ran into the kitchen.

Song Qi sat on the sofa, looking at the answers to the test paper he had just written.

Around 8 o'clock, Shu's father also came downstairs and was somewhat surprised to see Song Qi eating breakfast.

Just as I was about to ask, Aunt Zhao spoke up, her eyes full of joy and praise: "The young lady is so diligent, she got up to study at five o'clock."

Mr. Shu was somewhat surprised: "Have you slept enough?"

"That's enough," Song Qi said helplessly.

Is the bed comfortable?

"Very comfortable," Song Qi praised.

Shu's father patted Song Qi on the shoulder.

Song Qi ate breakfast with Shu's father, then saw him to the door before returning to his room to continue studying.

Aunt Zhao prepared a lot of food for her. In her eyes, studying was both mentally and physically exhausting.

It was almost ten o'clock when Shu Wangyue finally got up.

Song Qi heard her commotion, but didn't go out happily.

After that, only Shu's mother came once. She saw her studying, asked a couple of questions, and then left.

Shu Wangyue was not there at lunchtime.

It seems she was picked up by her manager again; after all, the group has just formed and there's still a lot to do.

Although she took leave, she still has to go and take a set of photos the day after tomorrow.

There wasn't enough time.

"system."

"Um?"

Do I have any cheat codes or anything like that?

system:……

You yourself are like a bug in the system, and you still want a cheat code? Are you going to turn the world upside down?

Of course, it wouldn't dare say that.

"Sorry, our system does not offer cheat codes."

Song Qi gave a disdainful twitch of his lips. As expected, it was a useless, broken system.

She put down her pen and looked at the math test paper she had graded, which only had 136 points.

I'm feeling a bit irritable.

Over the next few days, Song Qi studied to a point of madness, sleeping only four or five hours a day and eating as quickly as possible. Her parents were worried but dared not say anything.

While waiting to have my photo taken, I also practiced coding problems.

The system hadn't dared to speak for several days; Song Qi's state made it feel somewhat frightened.

Someone took a picture of her in the photo studio and posted it online.

Many people mocked her, most saying she was putting on a show and even suggesting she drop out of school altogether.

Many people harbor an innate malice towards celebrities.

Song Qi paid no attention.

Shu Wangyue hasn't caused any trouble these past few days.

The day before Song Qi entered the examination hall, he slept for ten hours.

Shu's mother also made all the servants in the house wear red cheongsams and yellow jackets, making them look especially festive.

Shu Wangyue was also forced to wear a cheongsam, and her face was sour all day.

When Song Qi entered the examination room, she saw reporters. She had been trending on social media several times in the past few days, and was quickly noticed by two reporters.

She wasn't wearing makeup today, and her clothes were simple and plain.

Are you confident about today's exam?

"I have always been confident in myself."

"Is there anything you'd like to say?"

"I don't have anything to say right now. Can you let me in?" Song Qi glanced at the time. "Goodbye."

After saying that, he walked around the people and went inside.

The two reporters exchanged a glance, but since they weren't entertainment reporters, they didn't dwell on it.

Another three-day exam.

To avoid being mobbed by reporters, Song Qi would usually arrive early and wait in the preparation room.

There were even more reporters on the last day of the exam.

She blended into the crowd and quickly left the scene.

"Where do you want to go tonight?" Mr. Shu asked Song Qi with a smile.

"Huh?" Song Qi thought for a moment and shook his head.

She doesn't have many friends: "There's nowhere I want to go. I'm going back to the Lu family tomorrow. I think I can only take leave until the day after tomorrow, and then I have to go back again."

"Rest for a few more days before going back to work," Mr. Shu said, frowning.

Song Qi shook his head: "It's nothing, I can say I'm relaxed."

Thinking about her idol work made her a little irritable. She really wanted to complain about their group name, "Flower Girls".

For some reason, Song Qi felt that the name had a rustic feel to it.

Because Song Qi didn't want to go out, Shu's father took Shu's mother and her out for a meal.

The next day, Song Qi returned to the Lu family.

It happened to be Sunday, and the Lu family couple were at the hospital. Only Lu Nanyan was at home, and he was somewhat surprised to see Song Qi.

How did the exam go?

"Not bad." Song Qi went to sit on the sofa.

Lu Nanyan automatically helped Song Qi wash some grapes: "Has Shu Wangyue bullied you? How are you doing at the Shu family's house?"

"It's fine." Song Qi leaned back on the sofa, picking up a grape. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I feel like your temperament has changed a lot."

"Really?" Song Qi smeared the juice from her hands onto the back of Lu Nanyan's hand, something Lu Nanyin often did. "Because I've grown up."

Lu Nanyan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly jumped up, grabbed Song Qi's arm, and rubbed the back of his hand against her face.

Song Qi instinctively twisted, throwing Lu Nanyan onto the sofa.

Lu Nanyan was stunned for a moment: "Holy crap, when did you get so strong?"

"Recently, I guess, because I've grown up."

Lu Nanyan rubbed his arm, looking at Song Qi with a complicated expression: "Now I'm not worried about you being bullied at all."

"rest assured."

In the afternoon, the Lu couple returned home and were taken aback when they saw Song Qi, but they didn't react in any particular way. They ate at home that evening, just like Lu Nanyin did when she went to school and came home.

However, when Song Qi left that night, Lu's mother still couldn't help but cry.

Song Qi twitched slightly and gave her a hug.

She rarely hugs others first: "It's not like I'm not coming back."

"Yes, I'll come back and visit when I have time."

When Song Qi got into the car, he saw three people standing at the door.

She looked at them and felt they were alright.

The address of the girl in the flower garden is a villa in a certain community.

Song Qi had visited once before. When she entered, everyone gave her a warm welcome, and several people helped her carry her luggage upstairs.

"By the way, what have you guys been up to lately?" Song Qi asked Shi Xinyu.

"Prepare a group variety show, and then go on some variety shows as guest stars."

Song Qi seemed thoughtful: "What about the album?"

“Tell us not to rush, and that we’re still choosing songs,” Shi Xinyu sighed.

"Speaking of which, if your family is rich and you want to sing, you don't need to go through a talent show."

Shi Xinyu glanced at the door and lowered her voice: "Oh, I came because Shu Wangyue is here. I don't like her and I originally wanted to outdo her, but who knew she would end up ranking higher than me."

"Your reason is really good."

Don't think I can't tell you're mocking me.

"Good to know." Song Qi gave Shi Xinyu a look and went downstairs.

There are fixed cameras in some public areas on the first floor, but they are not usually turned on. They are turned on for an hour every week, which is a kind of small program.

"How did you do on the exam?" Several people looked at Song Qi.

Song Qi couldn't tell whether he genuinely wanted to know or just wanted to see her make a fool of herself.

"So-so." Song Qi sat down on the sofa.

"By the way, which school are you planning to go to?"

"I haven't decided yet. I'll wait until the scores come out," Song Qi said with a smile.

Shu Wangyue said casually from the side, "She didn't get any art exam certificates, so she'll probably have to repeat a year."

The group exchanged glances, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

"Anyway, I'm definitely better than you." Shi Xinyu scoffed.

Song Qi glanced at Shu Wangyue: "If I have to repeat a year, I hope you can help me out, sister."

"By the way, the group variety show is starting to film in three days. I wonder what it will be like." A girl, sensing that something was amiss, quickly started a conversation.

The crowd immediately began to chatter amongst themselves. Shi Xinyu and Shu Wangyue exchanged a glance, their animosity growing stronger.

Every time Shu Wangyue saw Shi Xinyu standing next to Song Qi, she really wanted to go up and separate the two of them.

She glanced at Song Qi again; it seemed that the other party's impression of her had now reached its lowest point.

She's been thinking about how to build a good relationship with Song Qi without violating the system's rules, while subtly implying that she's just like her.

Things that require thinking are really not suitable for her.

Song Qi looked up at Shu Wangyue, noticed that the other was staring at him in a daze, frowned, and stopped paying attention to her.

Another thing she noticed was that the male lead hadn't appeared yet. She guessed she'd meet him at the graduation banquet, and according to the system, he was a domineering CEO.

I wonder how old he is, and whether he's still a bit simple-minded.

The group's variety show was eventually announced to be a travel-themed program, which would take place in five different cities, all within China, and would be broadcast live for twenty days.

Live streaming is exhausting, since there's no editing and you have to be at your best anytime, anywhere.

When she set off, Song Qi had the least amount of luggage; she only brought one suitcase.

Shu Wangyue brought three suitcases, while Shi Xinyu brought two suitcases and a bag.

Both of them were from wealthy families, so the production team couldn't directly remind them, as they couldn't afford to offend them. They could only bring a few more cars.

"Why are there so many things?" Song Qi glanced at them.

Why do you have so little stuff?

"I don't feel like I need to bring anything." Song Qi put the suitcase in the car and then helped Shi Xinyu put her things in as well.

Shu Wangyue tried to lift the suitcase but couldn't, and glanced at Song Qi.

Song Qi glanced at her: "Do you want me to help you?"

"Thank you." Shu Wangyue pushed the box over, her expression somewhat awkward.

"Isn't Miss Shu supposed to be quite capable? How come she can't even lift a box upstairs?" Shi Xinyu mocked from the side.

"I didn't ask you for help." Shu Wangyue glared at Shi Xinyu. "Didn't you ask her for help too?"

"It's because we're good friends," Shi Xinyu said, putting her hand on Song Qi's shoulder.

Song Qi glanced at the hand resting on his shoulder, silently picked it up, and then dropped it.

Shu Wangyue laughed, which was rather unkind.

The two men exchanged a glance, sparks flying everywhere.

The first city they were going to was D City, which is famous for its mountain and water scenery.

Their only task was to take photos and check in at various locations.

Each city will be visited for four days. The total cost for eleven people is 10,000 yuan for twenty days. That's 500 yuan per day, which covers food and lodging for eleven people. There are also entrance fees in some places, so it's obviously not enough. They will need to buy their own train tickets to other places later.

However, the production team ignored them, abandoned them in the first city, and then ran away.

They were left standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

As the team leader, Song Qi was being stared at by ten people, and she twitched the corners of her mouth.

"Should we split the 10,000 yuan among ourselves or put it all in one person's possession?"

"We trust you, so put all our hopes on you," one person said.

The others nodded immediately, none of them really wanting to manage the money.

Song Qi twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at the group of people with the most boxes: "What are you going to do with your boxes?"

Shu Wangyue's expression was somewhat unpleasant: "If the production team had told me this earlier, I wouldn't have brought so much stuff."

If I take a taxi, I'll never have enough money.

Song Qi sighed: "We'll split it up and take the subway."

Shi Xinyu immediately looked at Song Qi as if she had seen a ghost: "You want me to take the subway?"

“If you don’t want to, you can walk there.” Song Qi held the envelope. “Or we can divide the ten thousand yuan into eleven parts, each of us can take our own, and if we don’t have enough money, we can figure out how to make it ourselves.”

Shi Xinyu shut her mouth and glanced at Shu Wangyue, surprised that this young lady didn't lose her temper.

In the end, I still took the subway.

There were many people coming out of the airport.

Song Qi stuffed the money into his pocket and went to buy a ticket.

"So, where are we going?"

"Youth hostel".

Shi Xinyu's face turned even uglier.

"This is the cheapest one I found. Let's go see if we can bargain down to thirty-five yuan a bed," Song Qi said.

The group exchanged glances.

The live chat exploded with questions, and most of the comments were insults directed at the production team.

Eleven people lined up to enter the subway queue, attracting attention. Although they weren't particularly popular at the moment, the group of eleven girls with above-average looks still stood out among ordinary people.

In addition, there were cameras filming nearby.

Some people recognized them.

Song Qi bought the tickets and distributed them to the others. It took about an hour from queuing to actually boarding the subway, and there were still no seats available. Several people were already showing signs of fatigue.

Shu Wangyue leaned against Song Qi, but still couldn't help herself and reached out to grab the hem of her clothes.

Song Qi looked up at her, said nothing, and looked down at the paper given to her by the production team.

What are you looking at?

"Let's see if there's any loophole we can exploit," Song Qi said.

Program team: ...

Shi Xinyu became interested.

"We can't spend money, and we can't borrow money." Song Qi stroked his chin. "What if someone gives us money?"

“Oh, I can give you a hint to have someone send the money over,” Shi Xinyu said, smiling.

"You can't sell your own things."

Shi Xinyu sighed.

"What if we sell other people's things?" Song Qi glanced at the bag Shi Xinyu was carrying. "You should be able to sell this for a lot of money."

Shi Xinyu: ? ? ?

Shu Wangyue quietly placed her bag where Song Qi could see it.

The live chat exploded.

This is hilarious!

[A genius.]

[The production team is really messed up. How are eleven people supposed to survive on 500 yuan?]

Song Qi silently put away the paper: "Well, now I'm not afraid of not having money."

Shi Xinyu's lips twitched slightly as she glanced at Song Qi.

"After we sell it, we'll pool our money to buy you the same one."

"No need." Shi Xinyu glanced at her bag. "I don't need any more bags, and this bag is past the time when I particularly liked it."

Shu Wangyue waited for a long time but Song Qi didn't look at her. She cleared her throat and said, "You can sell mine. Mine is a limited edition. I estimate it can fetch a lot of money."

Song Qi glanced at Shu Wangyue, then at her bag: "We'll talk about it later if we don't have enough money."

"So, can we change hotels?" Shi Xinyu asked.

"We'll deal with the money if we run out. We can't just ignore all the rules." Song Qi touched the money in his bag. "They shouldn't have given us cash. We could have put it in Yu'ebao and earned some interest every day."

Song Qi said with a hint of regret.

It took about two hours to get from the airport to the hostel that Song Qi found. Fortunately, after three stops, there were empty seats on the subway.

Shu Wangyue felt that her legs were about to be ruined. She glanced at Song Qi, who was resting with his eyes closed, and moved closer without making a sound.