Song Qiuyu blinked. “Besides, the Script is mainly about the stories of two couples, but there are also other minor characters. More importantly, the group assignment only requires us to film a Microfilm Script—it doesn’t say we have to be the leads.”
She looked seriously at her three roommates, then continued:
“After all, this is just Director Art Theory. The Script and Acting are only two minor assessment points. Personally, I think ‘Director’ is what the assignment truly wants to test!”
As soon as she finished, Xie Zhuran and Lin An both looked surprised, then slowly shifted to shocked.
The more they thought about it, the more it made sense!
In a daze, they even recalled the words that Mediterranean professor had said specifically to the four of them from Dorm 602.
He’d warned he’d be extra strict with experienced students like them…
But precisely because they had experience, they habitually focused on the Script and Acting, yet those weren’t the main focus at all.
So it was all a trap for them to fall into—damn, this
old man is too sly!
“The junior really gets it. Our class last year got tripped up by Teacher Guo’s open topic. We got such low marks, almost failed the course.”
A Senior shook her head sadly and sighed as she spoke.
Hearing this, Song Qiuyu accepted the compliment with grace and smiled. “Don’t worry, Senior. Our year will reclaim everything you lost!”
“Haha, then you all have to do your best…”
For a moment, the entire Opera House was filled with a lively, cheerful atmosphere.
Everyone was drawn in by this witty and charming junior, and their affection for Song Qiuyu skyrocketed.
Jiang Xiao looked at Song Qiuyu with pride.
When she turned her head and saw him, his smile grew even gentler.
It was as if Jiang Xiao’s gaze burned her—Song Qiuyu could only meet his eyes for a second before quickly looking away.
It wasn’t her imagination—just now, Jiang Xiao’s expression clearly said,
This is the person I like, of course they’re amazing. Already.
He really doesn’t know how to hold back. How infuriating.
She habitually scratched her flushed neck with her small hand, feeling a bit uneasy.
“Anyway, let’s ask Sang Tian and her roommates for help this time. After we finish filming the Microfilm Script, we’ll treat them to a meal to thank them.”
“We’ll do as the Leader of Dorm 602 says.” Jiang Xiao was the first to chime in.
Song Qiuyu froze for a moment and pouted. She didn’t even need to look to know what kind of face Haki Xiao was making right now.
Suddenly calling her Leader of Dorm 602, how hateful! The most hateful part was that she actually liked it when he called her that.
Xie Zhuran and Lin An quickly voiced their agreement as well.
After chatting for a while longer, the rehearsal for the Stage Play officially began.
Time slowly moved forward.
On the afternoon street, people bustled by, their laughter filling the festival with a lively joy.
Song Qiuyu walked alone through the crowd, planning to buy a scarf.
She was quickly drawn to several scarves hanging in a display window and walked into a clothing shop.
Even though she didn’t have much experience buying scarves, she still tried to imagine what Jiang Xiao would look like wearing one and picked as carefully as she could.
However, after choosing a scarf, her gaze unconsciously drifted toward the women’s underwear section.
It was the festival season, so prices were probably lower now, but in six days, there’d be another festival.
Should she buy it now?
At that moment, a young woman was shopping for lingerie in that section. The girl had an amazing figure—at first glance, it looked like she had two white basketballs on her chest.
“My, my, your boyfriend’s really well fed! That size is rare, I’ll have to look for it,” the sales assistant remarked, eyeing the girl up and down.
Song Qiuyu lowered her eyes and thought for a while before turning and walking over, stopping in front of the bra rack.
She looked at the beautiful bras, her cheeks turning slightly red.
It wasn’t that she wanted to try wearing one for the experience—she just didn’t want her chest to lose its shape.
She didn’t dare hesitate for too long.
Gritting her teeth, she shamefully picked two bras in what she thought was her size.
At least they looked pretty.
However, the sharp-eyed sales assistant still came over.
“Miss, these two styles are quite popular right now, but they might be a bit big for you. There are some that would fit you better.”
“Uh…”
Song Qiuyu’s face flushed a deep red.
Though she had plenty of ways to handle this situation, in the end, she chose honesty.
She tugged at the hood over her head, trying to cover her face as much as possible. “I’m wearing a chest binder.”
She was just stating a fact, but to the sales assistant, her words seemed to have a different meaning—
Almost like a defense: I’m actually not that small.
The sales assistant paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled as if she understood, looking a bit embarrassed herself.
She went on,
“I see. Then, why don’t you go to the changing room and take off the chest binder, then come out and I’ll help you choose?”
“No need, thank you…”
Song Qiuyu forced herself to look calm, but maybe she was trying too hard—her whole expression stiffened.
“Just pack them up for me.”
“That works too. But miss, our store is having a promotion—you’re buying two bras, so I’ll throw in two matching panties as a gift!”
The sales assistant nodded helplessly, found two matching panties, and handed them over.
One black and one white pair, both with very little fabric. If a female game character wore them, they’d definitely be a top-selling skin!
Song Qiuyu’s pupils suddenly dilated.
“Th-thank you.”
She stiffly and nervously took them, her heart pounding.
Just as she expected, buying lingerie during the Christmas season meant all kinds of discounts—even matching sets came as gifts.
“You’re so easy to embarrass! You look like a shy newlywed,” the sales assistant giggled, amused by Song Qiuyu’s reaction.
“Uh…”
Song Qiuyu felt utterly out of place.
“Or maybe not. You look like you’re still a student—must be you’ve met a boy you like and want to dress up for him. Such a feeling of a young girl in love…youth is wonderful~”
The sales assistant kept giggling.
“Actually, it’s not like that.”
Song Qiuyu’s lips parted, instinctively wanting to explain, but she thought better of it. In this situation, the best thing to do was finish up and get out as quickly as possible!
So she simply said, “I just want to wear them for myself, not for anyone else!”
But in the sales assistant’s ears, that explanation translated to just one thing—
Shy.
With a knowing look, the sales assistant didn’t make things any harder for Song Qiuyu.
Song Qiuyu only felt the pressure mounting.
After paying, she nervously carried her bags—one with lingerie, one with the scarf—and walked out of the store.
She looked up and let out a warm breath.
It was getting colder and colder.
Maybe it would snow tonight…
Back at her rental apartment, Song Qiuyu saw Jiang Xiao focused on his arm curl exercises, watching the way his arms bulged as he moved.
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