If you have money, you can do whatever you want [entertainment circle]

I just don't want to get too low scores from my former students. In that case, I really don't know how to get out. "

"I beg you, I apologize to you for the things I did wrong before, and I will recommend a good dance teacher to you in the future." The dance teacher said, "You just need to help me raise my score a little bit, a little bit Just fine."

There was silence in the room, and after a long while, Fang Zhenyi scratched the paper with a pen, and said expressionlessly, "Got it."

The dance teacher was overjoyed, his eyes widened in surprise, and before he could apologize, Su Qi had already pushed the door open.

"What's wrong?" Su Qi glanced at the strangely silent Future, "Did something happen?"

"There is no Mr. Su." The dance teacher said quickly, "Will the assessment continue?"

Su Qi returned to his seat and pushed a pile of papers in front of him: "Well, the assessment continues, come here and dance the dance you took them to dance before, and demonstrate the teaching in the mirror."

The dance teacher hurried over, and while drawing lots, looked down at Su Qi with malicious intent in his eyes.

When she wanted grades, she didn't want to save face or feel comfortable at all, she just wanted to slap Su Qi hard in the face——

You say my business ability is not up to standard?You designed such an assessment to humiliate me?

But I'm good at the test scores, so what else can you say, Su Qi?

Do you really think being rich is great?Do you really think you can do whatever you want with money?

The dance teacher grabbed three checks and held them in her hand. She didn't open them. She just scanned around the five children who also lowered their heads and didn't show her their scores. Their eyes were full of "contempt".

Children are easy to deceive, their hearts soften after a few tears, and they don't even know what they promised.

The dance teacher turned around with disdain and contempt, glanced at the note, and then threw it away-the piece of paper fell randomly on the floor, and then began the horrible dance performance.

Really appalling.

Except for the latest song, the familiarity of the movements of the other songs is not even as good as that of the trainees, and the mirror demonstration is not at all.

As a men's troupe dancer, Su Qi looked horizontally and vertically, but he didn't see any sense of strength. Every movement was not standard and soft.

After the three dances, the dance teacher sweated a little, but because he didn't work too hard, the amount of sweat was very little.

After watching this astonishing dance, Su Qi didn't even bother to comment, and said, "Let's rate it, and I'll give it to Gu Qianyang for a summary."

The dance teacher took out a pack of wet paper towels to wipe off the sweat, stood aside, with a playful smile on his lips, and looked at Su Qi and Gu Qianyang who bowed his head and counted points.

Su Qi hadn't finished the cup of soy milk in his hand, and now he was drinking the soy milk slowly with his legs crossed, looking very leisurely.

"Hmph." The dance teacher said in his heart, "I'll see how long you can relax."

"Brother Su Qi, I've done the summarization." Gu Qianyang looked up and said after finishing the calculation.

"Okay." Su Qi put down the soy milk, "Then you announce the test scores?"

The dance teacher raised his neck, stepped into the light of the dance classroom calmly, and proudly raised his chin, as if he was listening and respectful.

Gu Qianyang held up the list he had counted, and said softly: "Dance teacher, according to the statistics, your average scores are——"

Gu Qianyang took a deep breath: "Two points, one point five points, three points, one point, and two points."

"Impossible!" The dance teacher's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at Gu Qianyang standing there in disbelief, "You lied to me, you just clearly—"

"Teacher, we obviously didn't agree to anything just now." Gu Qianyang put down the note and said calmly, "I hope you know that no matter what the circumstances, we will not waste the opportunity Su Qi finally found for us .”

"You are one of Su Qiyang's—" the dance teacher was furious, opening his mouth as if attacking Gu Qianyang.

"Enough." Su Qi frowned and gave a soft drink.

Su Qi's voice was not loud, but the anger and coercion inside made the dance teacher subconsciously close his mouth, bit his lower lip angrily, and stared at Su Qi.

"Fang Zhenyi, take them out to buy milk." Su Qi said calmly.

"it is good."

Fang Zhenyi immediately led the team out, and in an instant, only Su Qi and the dance teacher were left in the entire dance room.

Su Qi took the stack of scoring sheets that were on Gu Qianyang's desk just now, sorted them out, and prepared to file them.

Su Qi was stacking papers on the wooden table, and an annoying sound echoed in the assessment classroom, but from the time the sound sounded to when Su Qi took the paper clip and fastened the materials, there was no sound in the whole classroom.

Su Qi tidied up his things, put them aside, raised his head, seemed slightly surprised, and asked, "You haven't left yet?"

dance instructor:"……"

She stayed here to wait for Su Qi's scolding, because she wanted to have a big fight with Su Qi, and because she wanted to catch Su Qi's language gap and question him.

But Su Qi seemed to treat her like air, as if this person didn't exist at all.

"You have nothing to say?" the dance teacher gritted his teeth.

"Ah..." Su Qi narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and smiled, "Thank you for the invitation, no."

dance instructor:"……"

Su Qi fiddled with the phone: "My baby's mouth is dirty."

As soon as Su Qi finished speaking, Secretary Qiao, who was wearing high heels, knocked on the door and entered. Secretary Qiao, dressed in a smart suit and skirt, said to the dance teacher, "Teacher dance, please follow me to go through the dismissal procedures."

The dance teacher took a step back subconsciously. Just as he was about to speak, Secretary Qiao pushed his glasses and said calmly, "I suggest you not to act too aggressively. I brought security up here."

As soon as these words came out, two burly security guards flashed behind Secretary Qiao.

dance instructor:"……"

Su Qi took the soy milk cup he had drunk, brushed past Secretary Qiao, smiled at her, and went out calmly.

"you--"

The dance teacher's words were blocked by the two security guards. She watched Su Qi's back disappear behind the two security guards, as if she had walked into a corner that she would never be able to reach.

Su Qi walked around the corridor, but saw no one in front of the vending machine. After thinking for a while, Su Qi pushed away the classroom where they drank milk that day.

As soon as he entered, Gu Qianyang, who was biting on the straw, had no time to swallow the milk, so he raised his hand and handed Su Qi a can of milk.

"Brother Su Qi." Gu Qianyang ran up to Su Qi, "I bought Wang Zi for you."

Gu Qianyang was young and had round eyes. When he ran over, he looked at the milk fufu. Su Qi raised his hand to take the milk first, and then rubbed his head.

"Thank you." Su Qi took the milk, and before he could say anything, he heard the sound of high-heeled shoes passing by outside the closed door.

"Theoretically, the dismissal from the company will compensate you for your 2n salary." Secretary Qiao's voice was not loud, very cold, "But you have made serious mistakes and absenteeism during the company's work, and we have reported the materials to you. Send it to the Labor Arbitration Office, and after the arbitration, it will be decided how much money you can get in the end."

It's very likely that you won't get any points, and you have to pay compensation to the company.

Su Qi walked over and closed the door. Instead of talking about it, he just turned on the projection screen. The projection screen lit up, showing the empty assessment classroom next door.

Future leaned over to look, and found that in an instant, there was only one jury seat left among the few tables that had been set up just now.

"After 10 minutes, your vocal music teacher, music theory teacher and acting teacher will start to be assessed, but you will not pass." Su Qi said, "The projector will broadcast the situation next door in real time, and you will rate the teacher here."

"..." Gu Qianyang hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Su Qi noticed him.

"Well, Mr. Su..." Gu Qianyang said, "The other teachers, why don't we fight?"

The dance teacher is indeed a beautiful flower in the company, so they will give the grades, but they still have to grade the other teachers. Isn't that a little arrogant?

"No." Su Qi shook his head, "It must be done."

"but……"

"And you have to write your name and the reason why you scored." Su Qi said.

"Why is that?" Fang Zhenyi asked.

"This is an assessment for you." Su Qi said, "As an idol, if you don't know what is good and what is bad, how can you bring good things to others?"

After Su Qi finished speaking, he opened the Wangzai milk and took a sip. It felt a little cloyingly sweet, and it was almost incomparable with strawberry milk.

In order to save face for the children, Su Qi even pretended to drink a couple of sips, and when he went out, he even took away Wangzai's aluminum can.

After walking out of the room, Su Qi connected a video.

"Little Su Qi." The man on the other end of the phone put his arms around a beautiful woman and laughed heartily, "I finally waited for you, almost fell asleep, have you finally passed the vocal teacher assessment?"

"It will start in 5 minutes, you can listen to it for me to see if it is qualified."

"I obey." The man waved away the beauty in his arms, "But how will you repay me, I support the sex transaction."

"Be careful what you say." Su Qi raised the phone high, pointed it at the back and shook it, "Did you see the camera behind me? It's a minor."

"I--"

"Besides, I have someone I like recently, don't talk nonsense, you straight man." Su Qi said.

"Fuck me?!!!!"

There was a scream from the other end of the phone, and then this shocking gossip didn't know where to put it, but on the other side of the video, a few people couldn't care less about listening to Zuan's words.

"You... did you see clearly just now?" Ji An tremblingly tugged on Han Jieyu's sleeve, "Is...is it him?"

"Who is it?" Lin Yufei looked bewildered, "Is that the big guy in pop music? Why don't I know him?"

"It's him." Han Jieyu spoke slowly, in a calm manner, "The director of the Department of Pop Music at the Berklee College of Music is committed to promoting pop music in the world."

The rest of future: "..."

They knew Mr. Xiao Su seemed to be very powerful, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful?

With the help of this kind of industry leader, Su Qi's subsequent assessment progressed very quickly. Anyway, the pop music was called to be checked by someone from Berkeley, and the acting class was asked to be checked by a teacher from China Opera and Beijing Film Academy.

After being in the financial circle for many years, who hasn't made any contacts yet?

These teachers are usually conscientious, and Su Qi is very polite to them. After the assessment, everyone has talked with them individually, so that they don't need to have psychological pressure.

After two o'clock in the afternoon, Su Qi finished the assessment, went back to the next room, collected the artist's homework, and passed it on to the few bad friends just now.

Su Qi had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he took pictures of the assessment form.

Several people pulled and pulled each other behind his back, and finally, Gu Qianyang was pushed out.

Su Qi was hit on the back by the unlucky Gu Qianyang, raised his head, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Gu Qianyang: "..."

It's not easy to ask about this matter. You can't ask Su Qi directly how he knew those people, right? a hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Brother Su Qi, our teacher...can you keep it?"

"Judging by experts." Su Qi curled his lips, "I guess we can't keep it."

Gu Qianyang: "... Then what about our future teachers?"

"Well, that's a good question, I'll figure it out."

As Su Qi spoke, he raised his wrist, glanced at the time, and dialed the WeChat number without hesitation.

"Hello." Su Qi said.

A clear and calm male voice came: "What's wrong?"

"I'm in trouble." Su Qi smiled, "I came to Mr. Ye to shelter me from the wind and rain."