Female Venerable: The devil wants to be a big star

Chapter 7 Want to go to college

So the two agreed to find a place after evening self-study and Liao Xiaomi would sing a song for him, to which Wang Xian expressed his expectation.

But he still wondered: "Xiaomi, what's wrong with you? Do you suddenly want to be a star?"

Liao Xiaomi nodded, opened the compartment door and answered casually, seriously: "I want to be a star."

Wang Xian just raised his feet and smiled when he heard the words. When he saw Liao Xiaomi looking back at him in confusion, he put away his smile again and scratched his face in embarrassment.

"Are you serious? I think it's okay, but are you really not afraid of unspoken rules? Even a high school student like me knows that the entertainment industry is messy. Can your parents agree?"

This sentence contained a lot of information, and Liao Xiaomi couldn't help but think about it.

Hidden rules, what are the rules?
In the past, as a superior, he naturally made rules, which were generally agreed upon and everyone in the circle would abide by them.

So there are people like this in the entertainment industry who make rules? We really can’t look down on others.

“I can do whatever I want and they’ll support it.”

Liao Xiaomi explained about her parents, and Wang Xian immediately expressed her envy, "That's great."

"And as for the unspoken rules, I really want to see what they are like."

Wang Xian was stunned when he heard it, but Liao Xiaomi was very confident in saying this, but when he saw the [Fans Value: 0] in the system, he felt that he had to keep a low profile.

It's just a matter of time. It's still early for him to come into contact with the circle. He is only a senior in high school, so there is no rush.

After walking out of the toilet covered with moss on hands and feet, Liao Xiaomi realized that class had already begun and the corridor was empty. Looking back, Wang Xian walked out with a red face and pursed lips, looking frightened.

Liao Xiaomi asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

As soon as he spoke, Wang Xian felt as if his hair was fried, pointing at him and saying: "You, you, you, you! Xiaomi is such a pervert!"

He covered his face and ran away.

So what happened.

Liao Xiaomi found that he seemed to be out of touch with normal human beings, and sometimes he couldn't understand why the other person acted like that.

Covering your face, is it necessary?
As soon as he raised his feet, a shout came from the women's restroom behind him: "Which class are you in!"

Looking back, a female teacher wearing a professional teacher's uniform looked at him righteously. When she saw his face clearly, her eyes lit up, then she strode over, looked up and down, and took a step away. A piece of meat is about to become a bone spirit.

She speculated maliciously: "You didn't go to the classroom and smoked in the toilet? Who was the boy who ran away just now?"

Liao Xiaomi also just realized the effect of Wang Xian covering his face. He shook his head very generously and cutely, "I don't know."

The teacher grinned, a bit playfully, as if he was taking revenge on society. Liao Xiaomi seriously suspected that this was a post-[-]s generation.

"So you admit you smoked and come to the office with me!"

Liao Xiaomi's eyes drifted to the head hanging on the wall of the toilet, and then wandered to the woman's throat and eye sockets. He clenched his fist softly, suppressed his instinct, and followed it honestly.

It's class time now, and there's no one in the office, just enough time for some teachers with human faces and animal hearts to show off their ambitions.

The teacher sat on the chair, crossed his legs elegantly and asked him: "Which class are you in?"

"Class [-], Liao Xiaomi."

"Oh, I know you are a good student. The teacher just misunderstood you." She pressed her finger on the cap of the pen and asked thoughtfully: "Xiaomi, which university are you going to attend?"

Liao Xiaomi said with yearning, "Hua Xia Communication University."

The teacher's hand paused, his eyes suddenly became clear, and he said seriously: "You are not a professional student. Do you know that the registration is only one in a million, and you must have at least [-] points."

Liao Xiaomi hugged his shoulders and raised his face arrogantly. When he saw the monster drooling on him on the ceiling, he said, "Is six hundred points difficult?"

Calculated out of a thousand points, only three-fifths is enough. Liao Xiaomi is still very confident in her cultural level.

At least I saw scientists doing experiments back then. Well, I was limited to just walking around with my hands behind my back. For cultural classes, I was limited to knowing about a thousand points.

The teacher nodded and accidentally dropped his head on his lap. He hugged his head and said regretfully: "Unfortunately, you are already a senior in high school. I thought you were a sophomore in high school. Seeing how beautiful you are, I planned to ask you to participate in the school anniversary performance. "

"You go back to class and study hard. Then the seniors in high school can take a look and relax." The teacher turned around and opened the belly of a little man and said.

Liao Xiaomi didn't move. She looked over doubtfully, tilted her head and asked with her eyes, "Is something wrong?" The boy stood tall and tall, and a clear and cold voice came into his ears, with a hint of curiosity and excitement, "Teacher, I want to participate in the event."

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After the third period of class in the afternoon, Liao Xiaomi sat in the front seat, looking at the report card in his hand and lost in thought.

Liao Xiaomi found Liao Xiaomi. The last mock test was [-]?

No, this original person really thought he was a top student. Wait, the perfect score is [-].

When was the last time he took an exam? After thinking hard, he felt it should be in the first half of his previous life.

But with the knowledge stored in his memory, it should be easy to go to college. The teacher seemed to be the director of the department, and promised him that if he could get a score of [-] in the next mock test, he would be allowed to sing a song.

Otherwise, just study honestly.

I have to say that it is a very reasonable request. It is outrageous for a senior high school student to participate in activities, although Liao Xiaomi doesn't care so much.

He just wants to sing a song and gain a group of fans - obviously, he still doesn't know much about the definition of fans.

Putting the transcript aside, there was a maggot-covered textbook on the table. After looking at it, he closed it gently.

He looked around boredly, probably getting used to this group of ghosts, when he suddenly met a girl's eyes. The glance passed so quickly that he didn't even notice.

The girl has an oval face, peach blossom eyes, and long black hair like thick ink dotted on a campus picture scroll.

Luo Xin was stunned when she saw Liao Xiaomi. She didn't expect such a coincidence. She subconsciously raised her head and met him.

He is also very beautiful today.

If there is something she likes about boys, the first thing is undoubtedly his face. Any human being would love a face like this.

The second thing is his character, or character and morality. During the three years in the class, she paid attention to him all the time. He was really a gentle boy.

Luo Xin lowered his eyes, in front of him was a dense pile of draft paper.He said before that as long as he can go to Fudan University in Shanghai, he will agree to date, so does he also want to study there?

Being able to walk hand in hand with him in the university made her heart melt just thinking about it. Who is a young girl who has not been throbbing, and the heart that was originally calmed by knowledge started to stir again.

get out of class is over, it should be okay to have a few words with him.

Thinking of this, his body stood up uncontrollably, instantly attracting the attention of his classmates. Although they were studying, they were obviously very professional when talking about CP.

As soon as I left the house today, I smelled the dog food smell in the afternoon.

Wang Xian, who was holding his head in the back row and leaning up on the bench, smiled and said to his tablemate: "Hey, what do you think is going on between them?"

The deskmate, a girl, glanced at him and asked, "What's going on?"

"Hee, I won't tell you!"

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In front, Liao Xiaomi raised his head, met Luo Xin's eyes, looked at each other silently, the girl's neck was bright and dark, and the beauty was also very clear, but unfortunately Liao Xiaomi couldn't remember who she was, because there was only one chin left on the head.

"What's up?"

When he asked, the students behind him all started to sigh, and Luo Xin's ears turned red instantly, "No, it's okay, just forget it, I'm going to the toilet."

She clenched her fists and walked out. The sighs behind her became even louder. She also wailed in her heart, what happened to Xiaomi? Isn't he happy today?

A boy who laughs when he picks up a pen cap for others, what happened today?
After she left, Liao Xiaomi had a question mark. Wang Xian happened to stroll over, so she said to him: "Why did she tell me when she went to the toilet?"

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Wang Xian's expression was very complicated, which made Liao Xiaomi want to pick up a book and give it to him, and pat his head off, but in the end he was just patted on the shoulder.

Wang Xian sighed and left.

He seemed to mutter something nonchalantly, 'Man. '

"These people are very strange." Liao Xiaomi thought in his heart.

(End of this chapter)