“I’ll go too.” Wang Xia raised her hand. “Not only will I not take a salary, I can also cover all your expenses.”
"Go to the back." Song Qiaoqiao glared at Wang Xia. "I signed up first, as if I can't take responsibility."
"You two should stop right now," Yue Yao said, both amused and exasperated. "It's just a music video, it'll only take two days to film, why would we need an assistant?"
"You don't know this, the film and television industry is a very murky place." Wang Xia said seriously, "Without reliable people around you, it's easy for something to go wrong. For example, someone might be jealous of you and put something in your drink, or..."
"Alright, alright, I'm not really starting out. I'm just doing a cameo role." Le Yao rubbed her temples. "You guys..."
“They’re right,” Qiao Qiao said. “The entertainment industry is not only murky, but also murky. Even if you only go for a day, you need a reliable assistant by your side.”
"See? President Qiao already said so." Song Qiaoqiao immediately laughed.
“However, the two of them would only cause trouble.” Qiao Qiao pushed Song Qiao Qiao away directly, “I’ll be your assistant myself.”
"Qiao, I'm so touched." Upon hearing this, Le Yao immediately hugged the other person's arm.
"Mr. Qiao, we won't cause any trouble. We'll just run errands and do odd jobs." Song Qiaoqiao hurriedly raised her hand and swore, "Really, if you dare to cause trouble, you can smash me into a meat pie."
“Me too.” Wang Xia also raised her hand.
“But you can’t leave me out.” Hong Xia, who hadn’t spoken until now, finally raised her hand. “After all, even if you’re filming a music video, you can’t neglect your studies. I can watch you memorize your lessons and do practice tests in your spare time.”
"Are you a devil?" Le Yao turned to look at Hong Xia. "Can't you just be a human being?"
“Yes, yes, Devil Xia.” Song Qiaoqiao and Wang Xia nodded in agreement.
"Thank you for the compliment. It's settled then." Hong Xia chuckled. "No need to thank me too much."
Le Yao glanced at Song Qiaoqiao and Wang Xia: "What are we waiting for? Let's beat her up."
So the three women pounced on Hongxia.
Hongxia could only turn and run away, her laughter carrying far away.
That evening, Le Yao received another phone call. The voice sounded somewhat unfamiliar: "Is this Miss Le Yao?"
"Yes, you are..."
"Oh dear, don't you remember me? I'm Aunt Li, the one who does square dancing, right there at Houhai Square..."
"Ah, Aunt Li, I remember you." Le Yao smiled. "I wonder what Aunt Li wanted to see me about?"
"Of course I have to tell you! The square dance you taught us won first place in the competition. We participated in several more competitions afterward and won first place in all of them. We won a lot of prizes and bonuses. During the Spring Festival, we even performed on our local TV station's gala."
"That's great." Le Yao smiled.
“We left you a message on Weibo, but you haven’t replied. We finally managed to find your phone number.”
"Hehe, I rarely use Weibo." Le Yao felt a little guilty, actually because she hadn't read all the comments before. "So..."
"It's nothing, it's nothing. We came to you because we wanted to share the bonus with you."
"No need, Aunt Li, that's the result of your hard work, you can keep it."
"That won't do. After all..."
“Okay,” Le Yao quickly interrupted, “I don’t need the money.”
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