Huayu: I really am a genuine top star.

How do you snatch lunch boxes in the film studio after Chapter 97?

"Basic errand running is 5-10 yuan per order. Event logistical support is available by the hour or per project; details can be discussed." Shen Li explained confidently.

"Senior Xie, you're Senior Song Qian's roommate, so I have to give you a discount!"

Xie Shiyun smiled and shook her head, then took out her phone and added Shen Li on WeChat.

After adding her as a friend, as she looked down at her phone, the neckline of her bodysuit naturally drooped down, revealing her magnificent figure to Shen Li without reservation.

Shen Li quickly focused her gaze on the phone screen, keeping her eyes straight ahead.

"Alright, we'll talk later." Xie Shiyun put away her phone, turned around and returned to the center of the group, clapped her hands, and said, "Okay! Break over! Let's do it again! Starting from the second set of eight counts!"

The music started again, and the dance students began sweating profusely once more. Shen Li stood at the door, watching these hot, energetic dancers, feeling incredibly happy.

Today's trip paid off, I made 20 yuan, met Xie Shiyun, a top choreographer from the dance department, and even extended the reach of "Lili Run" to the freshman welcome party. What a steal!

He walked out of the dance building with a smug look on his face, took out his phone, and created a new entry for Xie Shiyun in the "Beijing Film Academy Fairy Guide":

Hsieh Shih-yun, a third-year dance major. Choreographer and lead dancer for the opening dance of the welcome party. SSR+ figure, her backless bodysuit accentuates her curvaceous figure, exuding a powerful and charismatic aura. Song Chien's roommate. A preliminary agreement has been reached for logistical cooperation for the "Grain Run" event.

Countermeasure: Deepen the relationship with Song Qian and provide high-quality logistical support to break into the dance department circle.

After finishing writing, Shen Li flipped back to the previous entry, looked at Song Qian's entry, and added: "Connection point: Reached Xie Shiyun in the Dance Department."

He nodded in satisfaction. This "Beijing Film Academy Fairy Guide" was increasingly resembling a network diagram of personal connections.

Each fairy is a node, and the nodes are connected by lines. The more lines there are, the denser his "resource network" becomes.

Just as I was enjoying myself, my phone vibrated again. This time it was Xiong Rui.

"Li'er, don't forget tomorrow morning at 5:30. Junior Sister Fang Ying said she'll give you extra... frog jumps tomorrow."

Shen Li stared at the words "frog jump," and the smile on her face instantly froze.

Frog jumps... the kind of frog jumps that leave your thighs so sore you can't even squat on the toilet? The kind of frog jumps that leave you walking like a crab and going up and down stairs like a cripple?

His fingers trembled as he replied, "Brother Xiong, can I take a day off? My stomach hurts tomorrow..."

Xiong Rui replied instantly: "No." He added a silly-looking panda emoji. In Shen Li's eyes, that smile was no different from the death warrant of the King of Hell.

Shen Li let out a wail, stuffed her phone back into her pocket, and dragged her heavy steps toward the dormitory.

"Frog jumps...frog jumps..." he muttered, feeling utterly hopeless. "For muscles...for not being bullied like a chick in the film studio...I'll give it my all..."

The setting sun cast long shadows. In the shadows, Shen Li walked with heavy steps, but her back was ramrod straight.

As he walked, he suddenly remembered something, took out his phone, and made a note in the notes app:

"Recovery Guide After Frog Jump Training: 1. Stretch thoroughly, or your legs will be ruined tomorrow. 2. Eat plenty of protein. 3. Apply a hot compress to your thighs before bed. 4. ...Never mind, let's just get back alive first."

After finishing writing, Shen Li took a deep breath and quickened her pace.

The dormitory building was just ahead, and the light in room 512 was on. You could vaguely hear Jing Yang yelling inside: "Yang Yi! Where did you put my face mask again?!"

Haha. Shen Li couldn't help but grin.

Back in the dorm, as soon as I opened the door, I found Jingyang practicing his "deeply affectionate gaze" expression in front of the mirror.

One hand rested on the table, the other on his chest, his head slightly tilted, his eyes conveying a mixture of melancholy, deep affection, and restraint.

That posture, that expression, that level of greasiness—it's like they could stir-fry a plate of braised pork.

Yang Yi sat on the bed, staring blankly at Jing Yang.

Dai Xiao was still wearing headphones, typing away on his keyboard, completely isolated from the world.

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

Jingyang maintained his gazing posture, without turning his head: "Practicing a classic scene from the welcome party skit! I'm playing a loser secretly in love with his goddess, gazing at her window in the rain! I'm practicing right now!"

Yang Yi whispered, "He's been practicing for almost an hour. Facing the wall. He's practically wearing a hole in it."

Shen Li chuckled: "Young Master Jing, you're gazing at a wall, not a goddess. When you actually go on stage, where will you look? At the audience? That'll break character. At your co-star's face? What if your co-star is Li Fei? Her icy gaze will freeze your 'deep affection' instantly!"

Jing Yang paused for a moment, then frowned and fell into deep thought.

Without looking up, Dai Xiao casually remarked, "According to acting theory, a 'deep gaze' on stage should focus on a virtual 'image point,' not a physical object. Jing Yang's gaze just now had a focusing distance of about 0.5 meters, corresponding to the visual state of 'looking at a phone,' not 'looking into the distance.'" Jing Yang: "..."

Yang Yi burst out laughing.

Shen Li laughed heartily, walked over and patted Jing Yang on the shoulder: "Young Master Jing, don't be discouraged. The welcome party is still a long way off, we'll figure it out slowly. But speaking of which, who's your partner for this skit?"

Jing Yang sighed: "Li Fei. Teacher Yan assigned her. She said we have good 'chemistry.' I fucking think it's like 'Resident Evil.'"

Shen Li laughed even harder. The aloof and sophisticated Li Fei paired with the dramatic Jing Yang was more than just a chemical reaction; it was nuclear fusion.

"Alright, alright, stop practicing." Shen Li pulled Jing Yang away from the mirror.

"Let's go, let's go! It's the new 'Hot Life' Chongqing hot pot restaurant outside the North Gate, it's on me today. To celebrate the beta testing of the 'Grain Run' bidding feature, and to celebrate that I landed a new client today..."

"Hot pot?" Jing Yang's eyes lit up instantly, forgetting to even remove his face mask. "You mean that place where they say the spiciness level is twelve, and even the mildest one can kill you?"

"Yes, yes, that's the one." Shen Li waved her hand, "Let's go all out today, let's be the boss for once!"

Yang Yi poked his head out of the restroom, looking terrified: "Shen Li, can I order a half-and-half hot pot? I had 'Spicy You Die' last time and it took me three days to recover..."

"Look at your pathetic self!" Jing Yang said disdainfully. "What's the difference between ordering a half-and-half hot pot and ordering sugar-free milk tea? It's both a betrayal of the food!"

Dai Xiao adjusted his glasses: "According to the formula for calculating capsaicin content, the spiciness of Chongqing hot pot is positively correlated with the variety of chili peppers, the stir-frying time, and the proportion of the base ingredients. Yang Yi, I suggest you prepare some yogurt and bananas; the casein and pectin in these two foods can effectively neutralize capsaicin."

Yang Yi's face turned pale: "Brother Xiao, these numbers... make me even more hesitant to eat..."

"What are you afraid of!" Shen Li put her arm around Yang Yi's shoulder. "If a real man can't even handle a little spice, how will he compete for lunch at the film studio? Let's go!"