That makes sense, doesn't it?

However, even if you don't judge a book by its cover, you can judge a book by its mask.

These masks are all so... indescribable. Are you sure those students will like them?

Lan Qingyue held the mask speechlessly.

Simin sighed while holding the mask, and the others also didn't want to talk.

Director Cai watched with satisfaction as the guests put on the masks they had chosen, and then explained the rules of the task: "This morning's task has two ranking parts. The first is the ranking of popularity. Whoever has the most favorite students is the most popular person."

Guest: "..."

They also like celebrities, all flashy and frivolous.

However, it cannot be denied that Director Cai has a lot of tricks up his sleeve and is very good at motivating everyone. For example, right now, everyone is looking forward to the start of the mission.

Director Cai continued, "The second round is about everyone's teaching level. Whoever's class is the most engaging will be today's outstanding little teacher. Remember, there will be a tie. The production team and the big boss will not participate in the scoring for this round; it will be scored by the teachers of these twenty-two classes. Everyone, do your best! For the little ones' lunch, come on, come on, come on!"

The little ones digging in the dirt with their tiny shovels all sneezed at the same time.

Someone must be missing them.

Yes, that's it.

Director Cai felt that every task he assigned was exceptionally wonderful, and he was in an exceptionally good mood. He urged everyone, "Quick, quick, everyone put on your masks, the students are coming soon."

Sigh~

What can you do with a director like that?

Just treat him like a three-year-old with a childlike heart.

As soon as everyone put on their masks, the students came over. A staff member led the way, and the students lined up in an orderly fashion behind them. There were 150 people, two rows of boys and two rows of girls.

The school has 1,327 new students this year, in 22 classes. I heard that each class selects a small number of students to apply voluntarily.

Starting with Si Yiming, the order is Lan Qingyue's singing, Yu Qingqing's calligraphy, Lin Ranran's Tai Chi, Guan Zhizhi's painting, and Chen Xueyun's singing.

Everyone was wearing rather unattractive masks, and the students could only tell from their clothing that the first one was a man, while the others were all women.

A large number of the male students stood behind Simin, while a small number were still hesitating.

Lan Qingyue overheard several girls whispering, "What are you choosing? I want to choose dancing."

I want to sing.

"I want to draw."

"Then what should we do? If the three people don't agree, they can't be in the same group."

"How about we play rock-paper-scissors, and whoever wins gets to choose, okay?"

Lan Qingyue: "..."

Why is she a little nervous? There seems to be no one behind her. Do the other guests all have classmates behind them?

She was a little hopeful that all three of her classmates would choose her.

Lin Ranran and Chen Xueyun were also without any classmates behind them. Director Cai stroked his chin and circled around them twice. In this day and age, are even the second senior brother and the master being disliked? Why didn't any students choose them?

He thoroughly enjoyed the story of the four travelers' journey to the West back then. After finishing the thick book, he watched the TV series, different versions of it. In those relatively poor days, his family only had a black and white TV, and this TV series was a constant presence throughout his childhood.

"Sigh~" Director Cai sighed deeply, worried about the three of them.