I Loaded the Healing System

"Eh?"

"Huh? Do you think I'm wrong?"

"No, you... I think you are suitable to be a teacher in the future." Song Rui whispered.

"Okay, I'm going to be a teacher in the future, so you can be my student and come to class every day."

Shen An rolled his eyes.

"I don't want it~" Song Rui wrinkled Qiong's nose, aside from being uneasy and cowardly, she finally showed a different side in front of Shen An.

"It's their loss that they don't want you."

Shen An returned to the topic and said softly: "If it's a big deal, just change it, why bother to linger here and again."

"Does the toilet door smell good? Idiot."

Song Rui listened, and there was a slight warmth in her heart.

Is this a concern?

Or comfort?

But even so, she still had a stubbornness that Shen An couldn't understand.

She shook her head and whispered, "I want to join the art troupe."

"Can't you change one?"

"No, I want to join the art troupe."

"why?"

"I... I have a senior, she is in the art troupe."

"Huh?" Shen An secretly clicked her tongue: "Are you sure it's a senior?"

"Yes, it's my senior in high school."

"Uh, so you want to join the art troupe because of this senior?" Shen An's eyes were a little weird.

The dull Song Rui nodded without any hesitation, "Yeah."

"It's really admirable.. Sisterhood?"

"Actually, it doesn't count, me.. that senior sister and I are actually...not even friends."

Hiss~ Still a crush?

Shen An did not expect that Song Rui, who looked soft and weak, had such a firm "orientation".

"That senior helped me a lot in high school. She may not remember much, but for me, that was a very important encouragement."

Song Rui didn't know why, it was difficult to open up her heart to others in front of others, but she said it very naturally in front of Shen An.

"So I wanted to join an art troupe, and I wanted to tell her, I...I...I..."

Ah ~

It seems that he thinks too much.

Shen An chuckled and interrupted her stammer: "What am I, okay, okay, I know what you think."

"But you don't have a registration form right now."

Song Rui pursed her mouth in distress: "Yes, I don't have an application form, and that senior said that I'm not suitable, am I really not suitable?"

"Well, do you want to hear the truth?"

"Of course!" Song Rui insisted, and then whispered: "You also think I'm not suitable, right?"

"That's not true. In fact, I can probably guess why that senior said that you are not suitable."

"Why?"

"Why? Art troupes like this all have to perform on stage. To face the audience, it is the most important not to have stage fright."

"You have to hesitate for so long to even come to the stage to make a campaign manifesto. Wouldn't you cry every minute when you come to power?"

Shen An pouted.

"Then... what should I do~" Song Rui really couldn't think of a way, so she could only stare at Shen An.

"Don't look at me like that. I can help you shout for the class cadre campaign. I don't know anyone in the art troupe."

Shen An waved his hand: "And didn't you say that your senior sister is in the art troupe? Let her help?"

The flickering anticipation in Song Rui's eyes suddenly disappeared, she shook her head glumly: "If I have to rely on the help of my senior to join the art troupe."

"Then I'd rather not."

"That's right, there's nothing I can't think of, just change another one." Shen An's mouth curled slightly, teasing: "There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up."

woohoo~

Song Rui clenched her little hand and pursed her little mouth tightly, a look of grievance and resentment on her face.

Shen An felt that if she was teased again, Song Rui might cry on the spot.

Hey~

Shen An sighed and took out the crumpled registration form from his pocket.

Song Rui saw the registration form and her eyes narrowed: "Hey, why do you have the registration form?"

Immediately, she said dumbly: "Yes, you must be very suitable for the art troupe."

"Do you want it?" Shen An spread out the crumpled registration form: "I haven't even written my name on it yet."

"This... is this cheating?" Song Rui hesitated.

Shen An lowered her head and leaned into her ear: "Of course not, it's because the selection conditions of the art troupe are unreasonable, and the unreasonable is the unreasonable, and that is the real reason."

"yes.."

The hesitation on Song Rui's face did not diminish in the slightest, but at the same time, she also felt that what Shen An said was reasonable.

Even though she knew it was cheating.

But she was hard-pressed.

Just fill in your name on this crumpled entry form and you'll have the chance to be interviewed.

"I can only help you so much, or not, it's up to you."

Shen An spread out his hand and put the registration form in his hand.

Without the wind blowing, the registration form lay quietly in his palm, as if waving to Song Rui.

Her little hand hesitated for a long time, about a minute or so, before slowly raising it.

She wanted to take the registration form in his hand, but the trembling of her little hand and the repeated changes in the expression on her face revealed her entanglement.

Finally, her fingers touched his palm and the crumpled registration form.

Shen An thought she would take it.

But soon, Song Rui proved it with practical actions: he was wrong.

Song Rui did not take the registration form, but closed his palms. She raised her head and said softly, "Forget it."

"I won't laugh at you."

Shen An said sternly.

"That's not the reason." Song Rui's voice was low, but her tone was firm: "Didn't you just say it, it's better to weave a lie to cover it up than to admit it generously."

"It's not mine, it's not mine."

"And even if I get it, I'm afraid I won't make it to the first round of interviews."

Song Rui raised a faint self-mockery: "I've always been so bad."

Shen An was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly: "Just based on what you just said, the art troupe doesn't want you, it's the art troupe's loss."

"But remember, you're not bad at all."

He held her shoulders and said seriously, "Never look down on yourself, you know?"

The corners of Song Rui's mouth curved, and she said with a smile, "You are really suitable to be a teacher."

"Huh~"

Shen An's mouth twitched slightly, then raised her hand and poked her head again.

"Stop poking! It hurts."

Song Rui covered her forehead, took a few steps away like she was protecting her food, and stared at Shen An with vigilance.

"Well, if I said you'd definitely pass the interview, would you take it?"

Shen An raised the registration form in his hand and asked.

"That's for sure!"

Song Rui answered without hesitation.

"Oh, it really is weaving false sincerity!"

"No~ I'm just frankly expressing my thoughts."

The two of them both knew the truth and the falsehood of what they said. Some things didn't need to be explained so much. Just looking at each other and smiling was enough to understand each other's true intentions.

"By the way, then, those two cups of milk tea..."

Song Rui stopped her silly smile and looked at Shen An cautiously.

"Oh, there's a cup for Senior Sister."

Shen An said casually: "The day when I came to report, my senior invited me to drink a drink, and I thought about giving it back to her. I have come and gone."

Song Rui whispered, "I bought that..."

Why is this guy so arrogant?

Dare to admit it to my face.

"Ok?"