Huayu: I really am a genuine top star.

Chapter 62 I'm practicing right now!

He quickly searched on Baidu. The first search result was: Song Yue, a famous director, whose representative works include "XX" and "XXX", and who won the Golden Rooster Award for Best Director.

Shen Li's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Holy crap!!!

Song Qian, that sophomore directing student who always wears hoodies and sweatpants, has no makeup, and seems to have a severe case of laziness, is Song Yue's daughter?!

This is the ultimate form of "pretending to be weak to eat the tiger"!

Shen Li took a deep breath, her mind rapidly updating the "Beijing Film Academy Fairy Illustrated Guide":

Song Qian, a sophomore majoring in directing. Her father, Song Yue (a renowned director). On the surface, she appears carefree, lazy, and unkempt, but in reality, her family's scholarly tradition is unfathomable. She has a straightforward personality and spends money like water. She's joined "Lili Run" as a "celebrity director." The strategy for dealing with her: Pamper her! Coax her! Treat her like royalty! Absolutely do not offend her!

After finishing the update, he leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling, the calculating smile on his lips growing more pronounced.

"Lili's got potential," he muttered to himself. "Ling Yingying brings popularity, Song Qian brings professional skills, Chu Yao brings resources, Jiang Li brings physical presence... This is practically the 'Beijing Film Academy Avengers'!"

Just as I was enjoying myself, my phone vibrated again.

This time it was a WeChat message from Xiao Zhao.

"Shen Li, in dance class tomorrow, Teacher Du said we'll be practicing partner dances in groups. Have you found a partner yet? [Cute]"

Shen Li stared at the message, alarm bells ringing in her mind.

Again.

This woman with the peach-shaped butt really treats him like a fish.

He volunteered to form a team for the last performance class, and now he's doing it again for the physical training class. Is he determined to keep Shen Li by his side?

His eyes darted around, and an idea came to him.

Shen Li replied: "Xiao Zhao, I'm sorry, I've already made plans with Jiang Li. [Grinning face] She'll help me with my stretching tonight, and I'll be her partner, so it's a way of returning the favor."

After sending it, he leaned back contentedly.

This tactic is called "using someone else's strength against them." Jiang Li is a practical person, not one for empty talk. Partnering with her means you don't have to worry about being "fostered" or "used," and you can also genuinely learn new things.

Moreover, Jiang Li's professional abilities are evident to the entire class. Even Teacher Du praised her for having "a stable core and powerful strides." Partnering with her would definitely be a plus.

Xiao Zhao replied after a while: "Oh, okay then. Let's work together again next time. [Cute]"

Shen Li sensed a hint of disappointment, a hint of resentment, and a hint of... even stronger interest in that "oh oh".

Damn, this woman is the type who gets stronger with each setback...

I put down my phone and rubbed my temples.

Those girls at the Beijing Film Academy are all incredibly difficult to deal with. If you're caught in the middle and want to get along with everyone, you have to walk on a tightrope, like walking a tightrope.

"However," Shen Li smirked, "the more chaotic things get, the more opportunities there are. You fairies are having a free-for-all, so I can just fish in the muddy waters."

He stood up, packed his things, and prepared to leave.

As I passed by the spot where Yun Yiyi had just been sitting, I caught a glimpse of a small water stain on the table... probably from that bag of luxury tissues?

Shen Li didn't pay any attention and left with her bag.

Stepping out of the library, the setting sun bathed the campus in a golden glow. The girls coming and going, swaying gracefully in the golden light, were a picture of vibrant energy and captivating beauty.

A girl in a floral sundress walked past Shen Li. The setting sun shone through the thin hem of the dress, making her long, straight legs appear and disappear. As the dress fluttered, the curve of her round, pert buttocks was briefly glimpsed.

There was also someone wearing tight yoga pants, probably just finished practicing yoga. Those yoga pants accentuated her buttocks—wow, so perky and round, like a ripe peach.

As she walked, her hips swayed and her waist twisted with breathtaking force.

As Shen Li walked, she admired the "scenery" while mentally planning the next step of her "Lili Run".

The payment bug needs to be fixed quickly. The points system needs to be implemented as soon as possible.

The information on celebrity delivery drivers needs to be collected, and the homepage carousel needs to be designed to look beautiful.

Ling Yingying is in the center position, Song Qian is in the professional position, Chu Yao is in the resource position, Jiang Li is in the physical position... Each has its own positioning and its own selling point.

"No rush, no rush, one step at a time." He took a deep breath. "Starting a business is never smooth sailing. It's normal to encounter setbacks; it would be abnormal not to."

Just then, my phone vibrated.

It was a WeChat message from Xiong Rui: "Li'er, don't forget tomorrow morning at 5:30. Junior Sister Fang Ying is personally guiding you today, you're in luck."

Shen Li stared at the message, her smile instantly freezing.

At 5:30... Fang Ying... personally led...

He recalled the soreness of being pressed down on his legs by Fang Ying's "devilish hands" this morning, the visual impact of her squatting beside him, her sports vest neckline drooping, revealing a magnificent sight right in front of him, and her cold, sarcastic remark, "Don't stop, or you'll have wasted your time training..."

Shen Li couldn't help but shiver.

"Brother Xiong, can I take a day off? Shouldn't my muscles rest and recover? That's more scientifically sound..."

He struggled to type quickly.

"No." Xiong Rui replied instantly, accompanied by a cute panda head emoji with a simple smile.

Shen Li stared at the panda head, feeling it was mocking her... oh, threatening her...

With a long sigh, he put his phone back in his pocket and dragged his heavy steps back to the dormitory.

"Fine, for the sake of muscles, so I won't be bullied like a chick in the film studio, 'enough muscle mass'..." Shen Li gritted his teeth, "I'm going all out!"

The setting sun cast a long shadow over him. In the shadow, Shen Li walked with firm steps and a straight back, a stark contrast to the cripple who had been writhing after the five-kilometer run.

"We'll see."

He muttered to himself, the calculating smile on his lips particularly vivid in the setting sun.

"I'm getting deeper and deeper into the waters of Beijing Film Academy. Come at me, you vixens! I'll deal with whatever comes my way. There's plenty of time!"

Back in her dorm, Shen Li opened the door and found Jing Yang practicing his "domineering CEO wall slam" expression in front of the mirror.

One hand was propped against the wall, the other in his pocket, his head was slightly lowered, and his eyes held a mixture of three parts wickedness, three parts deep affection, and four parts restraint.

That posture, that expression, that level of greasiness—it's enough to make a stir-fry.

Yang Yi sat on the bed, looking at him with a terrified expression.

Dai Xiao, wearing headphones, typed away on the keyboard, completely isolated from the world.

"Young Master Jing, what are you doing?" Shen Li threw her bag onto the bed.

Jingyang remained in the wall-slamming position, not turning his head: "Practicing the classic 'drama queen errand runner' scene! Didn't you say that when delivering flowers to a broadcasting girl, you have to wall-slam her and say, 'Woman, your flowers.' I'm practicing right now!"

Yang Yi whispered, "He's been practicing for half an hour, facing the wall. He's practically pounded his way through it."

Shen Li immediately laughed: "Young Master Jing, when you do a wall slam, you're slamming the wall, not a person. When you're actually facing a client, where will you put your hand? On their shoulder? That's harassment."

Jing Yang was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then awkwardly withdrew his hand, frowning as he fell into deep thought.