Huayu: I really am a genuine top star.

Chapter 60, alright, stop pretending with me.

"Her," Song Qian said, her tone tinged with helplessness and indulgence, "wasn't running errands for 'me.' That pack of tissues was originally hers. I borrowed it and didn't return it, so I made her come and get it herself."

Shen Li: "..."

What the heck? What's going on? The more I try to figure it out, the more confused I get. I really don't know what's wrong with the brains of those devils at the Beijing Film Academy.

So, this 50 yuan delivery fee was paid by Song Qian herself, who had someone reserve a seat and then notified Yun Yiyi to come and pick it up... It originally belonged to Yun Yiyi.

This bizarre and inexplicable move... made Shen Li's scalp tingle.

"Senior, you..." Shen Li carefully chose her words, "Are you paying someone to return your things for you?"

"Yes, that's right." Song Qian said matter-of-factly.

"I'm too lazy to go. Besides, it's impossible to get a seat at the library during the day. For 50 yuan, I can reserve a seat, return my things, and even take a nap. It's a win-win-win situation."

Shen Li was convinced.

Damn, this is the ultimate form of "laziness"! It's not about saving money, it's about saving trouble!

Spending 50 yuan to buy yourself something you "don't have to do"—this consumption concept and lifestyle is simply a textbook example of what a "pay-to-win" gamer should do!

"Senior, your thinking is brilliant!" Shen Li gave a thumbs up, her words sincere. "You are the person I've ever met who understands 'time is money' the most."

Song Qian beamed with delight at the compliment, waving her small, snow-white hand: "You flatter me. By the way, you're not just a gofer, are you? I heard you also created some kind of mini-program? Called 'Grain Run'?"

Shen Li was secretly delighted. Holy crap! Her reputation as "Lili Run" had even reached Song Qian? This is fucking word-of-mouth marketing!

"Yes, yes, yes!"

He quickly took out his phone, opened the beta version of "LiLiPao," and eagerly handed it over.

"Look, senior, this is the campus errand service platform developed by our team. It can not only run errands, but also take attendance, reserve seats, practice lines with the actors, provide physical guidance... all kinds of Beijing Film Academy-specific services are available."

Song Qian took the phone and swiped her fingers across the screen a few times.

When looking at something, his eyes are focused, and his brows are slightly furrowed, a stark contrast to his casual and lazy demeanor just now.

"The interface is alright," she commented, her tone slightly scrutinizing. "However, why is your 'Celebrity Deliveryman' section completely blank? Not a single person has joined?"

Shen Li sighed, "They're still recruiting. It's the initial stage, and everything is difficult at the beginning."

Song Qian looked up at him, a mischievous glint in her bright eyes: "Then what do you think of me?"

Shen Li: "..."

Here we go again?! Why are all the fairies so eager to work for a poor newbie like me??

First Ling Yingying, then Chu Yao, and now Song Qian! Is Shen Li's "Lili Run" some kind of hot commodity?

Why does every demon want to get close to me? ...Could it be that I really have a natural Tang Sanzang constitution...?

My mind raced. Song Qian, a sophomore majoring in directing (judging from her brief remarks and demeanor), is a hopelessly lazy person who also spends a lot of money on in-game purchases. She has a straightforward personality but is definitely not naive.

Why did this woman volunteer to be a "celebrity errand runner"?

Ling Yingying might be after "fun" and "early-stage investment." Chu Yao might be after "winning over" and "controlling" her. But what exactly is this senior student, Song Qian, after?

"Senior, I'd be thrilled if you'd like to join us!" Shen Li's face beamed with gratitude. "But do you have any special skills? Our platform's 'star delivery riders' need to have some outstanding talent."

Song Qian tilted her head and thought for a moment: "I can direct films. Does that count as a special skill?"

Shen Li's eyes lit up instantly.

Directing major! Can direct films! This is the most scarce resource at "Lili Run"!

"It's amazing! It's such a great calculation!" Shen Li's voice rose eight octaves with excitement.

"Senior, if you join our platform, we can offer a 'Director Guidance' service! Acting students are desperately needing directors for rehearsing skits and recording audition videos! You can help with direction, pacing, and performance adjustments. Charging a couple hundred yuan an hour, we'd have a ton of customers!"

Song Qian's eyes lit up: "One or two hundred a hour? Really?"

"It has to be true!"

Shen Li patted her chest and guaranteed,

"Think about it, it's common for acting students to spend hundreds or even thousands of dollars on coaching for a single audition. Your expertise is relevant, and your price is reasonable—you're sure to find clients!"

Song Qian licked her lips, clearly tempted.

A corner of a luxury tissue peeked out from her hoodie pocket, creating a stark contrast to her unkempt appearance.

Shen Li noticed that Song Qian was also wearing a watch on her wrist. The watch was understated in style but of excellent quality and looked very valuable.

This woman isn't short of money. What she probably lacks is "fun" and "a sense of belonging".

"Fine!" Song Qian slammed her hand on the table, making Shen Li's water glass jump. "I'm moving in! But I have one condition."

"Please speak!"

"I don't accept rush orders. When I'll accept orders depends on my mood," Song Qian said matter-of-factly.

Shen Li's lips twitched. Well, this woman is even harder to please than Ling Yingying.

But then I thought, directing students aren't exactly a dime a dozen. I'll take whoever I can get and fill the "celebrity errand runner" spot first.

"Deal!" Shen Li stretched out her hand.

Song Qian shook hands with him. His hand was soft and boneless, warm but firm, carrying a "don't mess with me" vibe.

"By the way," Song Qian released her grip, suddenly leaned closer, and lowered her voice, "you and Yun Yiyi, are you classmates?"

Shen Li nodded.

Song Qian stared at him for two seconds, a meaningful glint in her bright eyes: "She seems cold, but she's actually quite nice. She's just not very good at socializing. If it's convenient for you, please look after her in class."

Shen Li's heart skipped a beat. What did he mean by that...?

"Don't worry, senior."

With that same harmless smile on her face, she said, "Yun Yiyi is really amazing. She sang 'Katyusha' in vocal class and stunned the whole class. I'm not qualified to take care of her; I'm more suited to learning from her."

Song Qian chuckled and waved her hand, "Alright, stop pretending with me. You've got a shrewdness in your eyes, much better than that naive Yun Yiyi. Just keep your eyes open."

After she finished speaking, she stood up, the hem of her hoodie swaying, revealing a section of her tight, flat waist.

Her rounded buttocks, encased in sweatpants, were almost within reach. As she stood up, the pant legs tightened, revealing the full curves of her upper thighs.

"I'm leaving. Let me know when your mini-program launches, and I'll be one of your first 'stars'."

She waved to Shen Li and strode away with her long, straight legs.

Shen Li watched Song Qian disappear through the reading room door, then leaned back in her chair and let out a long sigh.