I don’t want to be an idol when I’m reborn

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it smells like plaster." Li Shuqin pinched her nose, "I went to Chen Chaoran's place again."

"Yes." Jiang Chuwei put the plaster on as soon as he left Chen Chaoran's dormitory.

"Are you going to be good friends with Chen Chaoran?" Li Shuqin was full of jealousy.

"Huh?" Jiang Chuwei knew that Li Shuqin was very possessive in friendship, "No, I just went to ask for plaster."

WeChat notification rang.

Jiang Chuwei opened it and took a look:

[Tomorrow at 8 o'clock in the morning, we will take the bus downstairs in the dormitory and go to the video studio to record "Entertainment News"]

This is a small group, and the people brought in are Hu Yichen, Zixin and Hu Jiaxuan.

If I remember correctly, this should have been Xu Weiran's foreign affairs before his rebirth.

Haha, I'm sorry, Jiang Chuwei is in the C position and Xu Weiran is in the 3rd position!

"Why are you smiling so obscenely?" Li Shuqin looked at Jiang Chuwei, "What's the good thing?"

"Go to Foreign Affairs tomorrow."

"Yeah, I'm not here for foreign affairs."

"There are four people in total, me, Zixin, and W Hu."

"Oh, each team is in the top two, that's okay." Li Shuqin calmed down a little.

There was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Li Shuqin walked to the door.

"Me." Zheng Jingping held a box of watermelon.

"Pingping." Li Shuqin opened the door and invited Zheng Jingping in.

"Oh, it smells so strong of plaster." Zheng Jingping put the watermelon on the table, "Let's eat some watermelon together. I'm going back to school tomorrow."

"What!" Li Shuqin frowned, "Jiang Chuwei abandoned me, and you want to abandon me too?"

"What's right?" Jiang Chuwei picked up a small fork, forked a piece of watermelon and stuffed it into Li Shuqin's mouth. "I'm just going to record foreign affairs. How can I abandon you?"

"I didn't abandon you either." Zheng Jingping was confused, "I've started school."

"Ah?" Li Shuqin was puzzled, "Didn't you go there last semester?"

"I've postponed my exams, so I'll be very busy in the next few days." Zheng Jingping sighed as she said, "But it doesn't matter, my university is in Chengdu, and I will come back to perform on the weekends."

"If you don't rehearse, your money will be deducted." Li Shuqin frowned.

"Just buckle!" Zheng Jingping waved her hand, "My studies are the most important. I will treat this as a club activity. I can't delay my schooling at all costs."

"Pingping is right." Jiang Chu nodded slightly in approval. Jiang Chuwei was very pleased that many of the members of CD Girl put their studies first and did not put all their lives in the hands of CD Girl, a helpless Adou.

"Okay then, I can only date you on weekends from now on?" Li Shuqin looked at Zheng Jingping pitifully.

"Indeed, because I also have classes in the evening."

"Hey, one is going to school and the other is doing foreign affairs. My good friends are all very busy."

"Then you can ask Wei Youfang to practice dancing and become the dance god in Teacher Mu's heart early on." Jiang Chuwei gave Li Shuqin a suggestion.

"Should I ask her out?" Li Shuqin looked helpless. She looked at the ceiling, not knowing what to say.

In fact, these days, the next semester of university has just started. Fan Ziming's cell phone has been blasted.

"Mr. Fan, I have to go back to school."

"Mr. Fan, I need to register at school."

"Mr. Fan, I have to go to school to make up for the exam."

Fan Ziming could only write down in his notebook: xxx goes back to school and asks for leave. xxx went back to school and asked for leave to make up the exam.

Calculated this way, only 8 people from Team C can be present at this weekend's performance. Only 9 members of Team D can be present at the performance this weekend.

It seems that recruiting second-term students is really an urgent matter.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, several members who were going on overseas missions appeared in the cafeteria to have breakfast.

"Good morning, Chu Wei." Zi Xin put on a layer of foundation for herself and had already put on her private clothes.

"Morning." Jiang Chuwei turned the eight-treasure porridge in front of him with a spoon. The third aunt really dug it, and there was only a date in it.

"Want some candy?" Zi Xin picked up the sugar bowl and asked Jiang Chuwei.

"No, I don't really like sugar."

"Oh, I like sugar. I like a little sweetness in the morning, otherwise I always feel like I've had a hard day." Zixin couldn't even lift her eyelids.

"I feel like you're very sleepy." Jiang Chuwei asked with concern.

"I asked Chao Ran to shave my shoulders yesterday and I went to bed a little late." Zi Xin yawned again.

"Let's go to bed in the car later. The video studio should be a little far away."

"Well, I'll catch up on my sleep later."

At 8 o'clock, a business car with 7 seats appeared at the door of the dormitory building on time.

"Get in the car, girls!" Sister Ah Hui wore a white cotton coat today with a small crotch, which made her look particularly naughty.

"Sister Ah Hui! Are you coming to take us today?" Hu Yichen was very happy.

"Yes, Mr. Fan asked who has time. I happen to have time. I will take you."

CD girls do not have a fixed manager. Fan Ziming and Xu Zheng believe that there are not many external affairs at present, so there is no need. Just pay a little more for staff who can go there, there is no need to hire professionals.

But the problem is that Ah Hui doesn't know anything. Apart from taking the members to the recording studio, he doesn't know anything else.

"Hello teacher?"

"Eh? Are you talking about me?" Ah Hui and the driver were pushing the suitcases filled with clothes and were about to go to the lounge.

"Let me review the process with you for a while." An artist director was preparing to review the script with Ah Hui.

Ah Hui had a series of questions in her mind. She didn't know what to do at all, and she didn't even hold a notebook.

"Sister Ah Hui!" Jiang Chuwei ran over and handed her a notebook and a pen, "Why did you forget this in the car?"

Ah Hui seemed to have seen a life-saving straw: "Thank you Weiwei."

She picked up the notebook and pretended to be professional: "Okay, please speak."