Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

Murong Xue's words were suggestive, and Song Pingqing quickly realized it.

Are they all here for their own purpose? What purpose? It's nothing more than one family has business dealings with another family, and knowing that the other family's child is going to participate in the selection competition, so they come here to cheer and encourage them.

As expected, there is no child in Baihua Academy who is not precocious.

Seeing that Song Pingqing seemed a little helpless, Murong Xue waved the cheering card in her hand at her: "Well, they have nothing to do with us."

Song Pingqing finally came back to his senses and handed the large fluorescent stick in his hand to Murong Xue, and circled two light blue circles on her hand.

Murong Xue looked at the two small bracelets made of fluorescent sticks and said, "Is this something that ordinary children play with? It's quite interesting."

"Yeah." Seeing that she liked it, Song Pingqing gave her a few more instructions, "Although I wrapped it with two layers of plastic wrap, if you see liquid leaking, throw it away immediately. It's harmful."

When Song Pingqing was a child in his previous life, he felt his teeth itching when he saw this thing. After biting it into pieces, the contents spilled out all over his mouth and face.

My mother saw me at night and gave me a good beating.

As for what to do next?

I don’t know, I just remember being beaten.

"Anything else? Gu Zongnan will be here soon." Murong Xue asked.

"I didn't prepare any for him." Song Pingqing had been nagged by Aunt Zhang the entire afternoon for wrapping the two bracelets in plastic wrap, so he was not willing to make any more. "Don't share with him. Why would a boy like him wear bracelets?"

"That's true." Murong Xue smiled happily.

Song Pingqing didn't wait for Gu Zongnian to come, and went straight backstage to go over the stage moves with Wu Qiming and Shen Ci.

This dance has been rehearsed hundreds of times, and the three of them have already achieved a very good coordination.

"To be honest, I thought everyone in our school was trying their best to inherit the family fortune."

Song Pingqing recalled the huge crowds of people he saw backstage when he came up to the practice room just now, and couldn't help but complain: "I didn't expect everyone's pursuit of art is so sincere."

Shen Ci was slightly stunned when he heard this, while Wu Qiming curled his lips in disdain.

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

"The so-called sincere pursuit of art is nothing more than to increase the value of the marriage." Wu Qiming said.

"Not everyone is qualified to inherit a family fortune. If you are not eligible to inherit a family fortune, like Gu Laowu's family, you should work hard to become a technical backbone, go into scientific research, or pursue a career in politics. If you don't want to work hard, you can train yourself to be a vase that is worth looking at, learn from some celebrities as your teachers, and improve your value."

"Ah..." Song Pingqing felt that he was really naive, and asked, "Is there no one who really does it just out of love for art?"

"It's not that there is none, but it's too little. It can be considered none." Wu Qiming frowned slightly, as if the next words made him feel a little difficult to say.

"That Mo Xuan, my sister's ex-fiancé, do you remember him?"

"I remember. He was a very stupid guy." Song Pingqing nodded.

"Back then, he used the excuse of being passionate about art to take a famous, impressive-sounding musician from abroad as his teacher. His parents relied on this, plus the fact that the two families did have some cooperation, to coax my parents into agreeing to the marriage."

This is an old story of the Wu family from more than ten years ago. If Wu Qiming hadn't told it, Song Pingqing really wouldn't have known about it.

"Looking back now, he's just a scumbag." Wu Qiming sneered, "He still pursues art. Tsk."

Song Pingqing thought of the gossip about Wu Qiming's family that Murong Xue had told her years ago, and followed Wu Qiming in cursing, "Bah! Scumbag!"

Shen Ci: Excuse me, have you guys come up with some secret code that I don’t know about? ? ? ?

Wu Qiming had good luck in the drawing. There were thirty groups of contestants in total, and he drew number nine.

There were a large number of people auditioning, and each group had only three minutes to perform. With the host announcing the show, it would take about forty minutes from the beginning until their group went on stage.

Song Pingqing and Shen Ci are here to assist, only Wu Qiming is the protagonist of this performance, the undoubtedly C position player. After all, among the three, only this guy really needs to make his debut.

Therefore, the choreography of the entire dance is centered around Wu Qiming.

The music they chose had a strong sense of rhythm and a fast tempo, and the changes in light and shadow almost dazzled the eyes of those on the stage.

Song Pingqing couldn't see clearly which direction Murong Xue was in the audience, and he finished the dance almost entirely relying on the instinct he had developed after hundreds of rehearsals.

Sure enough, being a star is something like this.

After the performance, before Wu Qiming had time to recover from the excitement of "I finally finished the performance", he heard Song Pingqing, who was walking behind him, say something leisurely.

"Do you know what I was thinking when I was dancing on the stage just now?"

"What should I do if I advance?" Shen Ci interjected.

"No, I'm thinking that if Wu Qiming dares to mess up, I will definitely kick his ass hard after I step down."

Wu Qiming, who was walking in front of the two men, immediately covered his butt with his hands and ran away: "Hey ~ I can't hit you ~"

The list of candidates who passed the audition was officially announced three days later, and Wu Qiming's name was on the list.

Although Wu Qiming's family background meant that he had already passed the auditions, he was still somewhat excited when the list was announced.

"Okay, future superstar." Shen Ci put his arm on Wu Qiming's shoulder and teased, "When will you sign for us? Then we can sell your autograph wholesale."

Wu Qiming's cheeks flushed slightly with excitement because of his imagination of the future. He put the promotion notice on the table: "Okay! I will give each of you a 1,800-yuan ticket when the time comes."

If you praise him a few words, he will really start to breathe heavily.

Song Pingqing leaned on the table, looking like a big boss who had accomplished his mission and was ready to retire, saying that nothing had anything to do with him.

Back then, the Wu family delayed Wu Qiming's schooling by two years in order to allow him to be Murong Xue's little follower. Now that he is fourteen years old, it is only natural for him to start planning for his future.

The campus star selection contest is just a cover. Even if there is no such contest, there will be other contests to promote him.

He is the only one among the five who has a clear way out other than inheriting the family business.

After the excitement, everyone continued to learn their own things.

Shen Ci took the case files back from the mock court, read them bit by bit, and asked the law teacher at the school several times.

"He doesn't let me get involved at all." Song Pingqing yawned loudly, "It would be great if those two were as worry-free as Shen Ci."

"Does he want to develop in this direction?" Murong Xue asked, "The school's mock trial activities are originally prepared for students who are ready to take this path."

Song Pingqing knew this. Shen Ci drew a very late lottery. Although Song Pingqing did not prepare for the defense in court, he went to the mock courts in the school with Shen Ci to listen to several sessions.

Song Pingqing was stunned at the time, not only because Baihua College had a classroom specially prepared for mock trials and decorated like a real court, but also because of the abilities demonstrated by her alumni in the mock trials.

My goodness, that verbal sparring scene made Song Pingqing's scalp tingle.

They usually look elegant and noble, but when it comes to showing their abilities, their words are sharp and their logic is powerful. It's like the court is a battlefield, and the fighting is so exciting.

Who says that those who don't inherit the main family business will become playboys? Isn't this pure misleading?

"I'm telling you, I'm really looking forward to seeing how Shen Ci will perform." Song Pingqing still had lingering fears when he mentioned this to Murong Xue, "Looking at that scene, I feel like I'm not cut out for this."

The scene shocked Song Pingqing so much that it was hard for him to imagine what the scene would be like if the seemingly gentle and well-behaved Shen Ci appeared in a mock trial.

"You're afraid of arguing with others with that mouth of yours?" Murong Xue snorted, "Didn't you scold people and make trouble for you in the first place?"

"I'm good at scolding people." Song Pingqing said with a playful smile, "I can scold people without reason, just poke them in the lungs and that's it. But I can't debate, debate must be reasonable."

"You still say no, but you have so many reasons to explain." Murong Xue said helplessly, "If you really want to know, why don't you take the file from Shen Ci and take a look at it first."

"That's right. After all, I'm just a figurehead. I can't just be a hands-off boss." Having said that, Song Pingqing turned around and went to look for Shen Ci.

Song Pingqing originally thought that Shen Ci would choose an economic case. After all, this is also the most common debate topic in Baihua College.

As a result, he took the file from Shen Ci and flipped through a few pages. The more he read, the more he felt something was wrong, so he closed the book with a bang.

Such a big noise naturally attracted Murong Xue's attention. She turned her head to look at Song Pingqing, only to see that her brows were furrowed and her face was slightly pale and ugly. She thought she was not feeling well.

However, when I looked more closely, I saw that her hand was on the file box.

"What's wrong?" Murong Xue was a little curious and reached out to see what the case was.

"Don't look at it." Song Pingqing stopped her, and seemed to be enduring an extremely strong desire to vomit. His face was extremely ugly. "It's a criminal case."

Fearing that Murong Xue would continue to be curious, Song Pingqing gritted his teeth and added, "Malignant."

Most of the files in Baihua College come from real cases. Song Pingqing just reacted so strongly because he accidentally saw the bloody real-life photos.

"..." Murong Xue reached out to pat her on the back, but was pushed away by Song Pingqing.

Song Pingqing stood up suddenly, staggered, and rushed to the bathroom to vomit.

Murong Xue glared at Shen Ci without saying anything. She quickly stood up and followed him with the cup of water on the table.

Song Pingqing was vomiting yellow water.

Damn it, I shouldn’t have been so careless and forgot what kind of person Shen Ci was when I first met him.

Shen Ci stood outside, anxious but not daring to go in.

"Don't just stand there like an idiot, go buy some drinks." Murong Xue came out, her voice so cold that it seemed like it could freeze someone to death.

"Oh, yes, you need to replenish fluids if you vomit like this."

Shen Ci went there in a hurry.