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Bai Yao is quite pretty. Like Cheng Hui, she is a unique kind of ancient beauty. However, neither of them has a grand appearance. They have almond-shaped eyes and oval faces, and are more like delicate and charming girls.

They actually have similar temperaments, both giving off a tranquil feeling.

But beneath Bai Yao's tranquility lies a touch of willful arrogance. Especially after getting to know her, one can sense that she is an active girl, completely different from the literary goddess image she initially presents.

Just like now, she put one hand on her hip and touched her from top to bottom with the other, looking at Lu Ziye with a mixture of anger, arrogance, and smugness on her face.

Lu Ziye looked Bai Yao up and down, then shook his head.

"Excuse me, but what you girls consider a good figure is completely different from what we guys consider a good figure!"

To be precise, what an 18-year-old boy considers a good physique is different from what a 30-year-old man considers a good physique!

Or perhaps, what men consider a good physique can be summed up in one word: hydrated!

"That's because you don't understand!"

Bai Yao snorted and sat down angrily.

She was so confused that she started arguing with Lu Ziye about her good figure.

The meal was very enjoyable. Lu Ziye patted his stomach and thought to himself that he would have to ask Xu Enhui to help him plan nutritious meals in the days to come.

Although he has a sweet tooth, the most important thing for him right now is to lose weight as soon as possible.

"Hello, it's five hundred and fifty-eight, just pay five hundred and fifty!"

The receptionist is quite pretty, but her makeup skills are terrible; her eyebrows look like caterpillars.

550!

Bai Yao looked at Lu Ziye strangely. A man taking a woman out to eat and spending 550 yuan—even a fool would know what that meant.

"Let's go for A!"

She had already taken out her phone when Lu Ziye grabbed it, and then said to the young woman, "Can you just freeload?"

The receptionist was taken aback, and her eyes gradually turned strange.

Bai Yao's expression changed instantly, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Haha, just kidding!" Lu Ziye chuckled, scanned the code to pay, then glanced back at the stage and asked the receptionist, "Are you still hiring singers?"

The receptionist nodded and said, "Yes, but you'll need to be assessed by our music director!"

"Music director?" Lu Ziye looked puzzled. A tiny place like this has a music director?

Perhaps sensing Lu Ziye's meaning, the receptionist said, "The owner owns more than one store; he has two music restaurants and three folk music venues!"

That's it!

"If you'd like to apply, you can leave your phone number, or come to wait in line every Friday evening at 7 PM. The boss and manager will be visiting the store then!"

As he stepped out of the store, Lu Ziye looked thoughtful.

His living expenses for this month are three thousand yuan. Before this meal, he had a total of over 1,300 yuan in his pocket, but now...

With only 800 yuan left, Lu Ziye could make it until National Day if he continued spending it the way he used to. But he couldn't keep spending only a few dozen yuan a day like before.

Sigh, I still need to make money!

Unfortunately, he doesn't have much of a business sense, nor does he want to. Singing is a way for him to make a living, as long as he can get through this period.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Bai Yao's voice came from beside my ear.

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? I called you several times, but there was no answer!" Bai Yao said, immediately paying for the meal on her phone: "I've transferred the money to you!" Without giving Lu Ziye a chance to object, she asked, "Do you want to sing at a resident concert?"

Lu Ziye didn't dwell on the two hundred-odd yuan, but instead stared at Bai Yao, "What? You have the same idea?"

Bai Yao nodded: "Although my family gives me a lot of living expenses, I didn't earn any of it myself. I've always thought that it would be so fulfilling to finish university on my own!"

A glimmer of hope shone in Bai Yao's eyes.

Many university students take on part-time jobs. Some of these students come from families with financial difficulties, some want to support themselves, and others want to start their own businesses.

"I even tutored a kid during the summer vacation, but unfortunately... that kid was completely disobedient, it made me so angry, otherwise I would have become a tutor myself!"

Shanghai Normal University is a 985 university, so the price for tutoring there is definitely not low.

But being a top student doesn't necessarily mean you can teach others.

Clearly, Bai Yao is not the kind of person who knows how to teach others.

"Okay, I'll think about it for the next couple of days and let you know!"

Lu Ziye had only asked casually before, and hadn't thought about whether he should go or not, mainly because he was too busy.

As the two were talking, they entered the school through the back gate. Before they even reached the teaching building, they were suddenly stopped by someone.

Lu Ziye looked puzzled and was about to ask when he saw the other person staring at Bai Yao. "Yao Yao, where have you been? I've already made a reservation at a restaurant. Come eat with me!"

He then reached out to grab Bai Yao's wrist.

But Bai Yao suddenly hid next to Lu Ziye, frowning and looking somewhat impatient: "No need, we've already eaten!"

The boy's face turned ugly, his gaze fixed on Lu Ziye, flashing with danger: "You're Lu Ziye?"

Lu Ziye nodded, already understanding, yet feeling a sense of eagerness to try.

Goodness, this is what young people are like. It's been years since he's competed for a girlfriend.

Lu Ziye took half a step forward, shielding Bai Yao behind him, and said with a hint of arrogance, "Who are you?!"

Lu Ziye is over 1.9 meters tall and weighs over 200 kilograms. Although the person in front of him is also tall, over 1.9 meters, his physique is much worse than Lu Ziye's, and he looks like a skinny monkey.

Seeing Lu Ziye's reaction, and especially noticing Bai Yao hiding behind him, the boy gritted his teeth and said to Bai Yao, "Yao Yao, tell him who I am?"

That sudden half-step left Bai Yao somewhat stunned. She hadn't expected that Lu Ziye would actually protect her when something happened.

Especially since the other party is not alone.

However, since this was a school, nothing serious could really happen, so Bai Yao wasn't afraid and proceeded to introduce Lu Ziye to her.

"Xiong Jiahe was my high school classmate!"

High school classmate?

Lu Ziye raised an eyebrow. High school classmates going to the same university must be quite a connection.

Xiong Jiahe's tone was unfriendly: "High school classmates? That's it? Why don't you just say our families know each other?"

"Wow, the two families even know each other? I'm so envious!" Lu Ziye blurted out, "Childhood sweethearts? Betrothed as children?"

Xiong Jiahe snorted at Lu Ziye, as if to say, "What do you think?"

As for Bai Yao, she was visibly agitated, her voice suddenly rising, "Nonsense! What childhood sweethearts, what arranged marriage? We were just classmates in junior and senior high school!"

Lu Ziye stared at Bai Yao with a half-smile, then suddenly said, "You wouldn't have fallen for me, would you?"

Bai Yao was stunned, then kicked Lu Ziye's leg in annoyance: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly like you?"

"Then why are you in such a hurry to explain?"

Bai Yao opened her mouth, eager to explain what?

Nonsense! You've already spread rumors about childhood sweethearts and even arranged marriages. What if I don't explain and it gets out of your mouth?

"Fine, fine, you don't like me, and you'd rather die than like me!"

Lu Ziye quickly backed down. But to Xiong Jiahe and the others, their sharp-tongued argument looked nothing more than flirting.