Huayu: I really am a genuine top star.

Chapter 32 is 10,000 times easier than carrying water up six flights of stairs!

Shen Li woke up with a start and realized his phone was vibrating. He groggily reached for it and saw that the class group chat had exploded.

The counselor sent a message in the early hours of the morning:

"This morning at 9:00 AM, the Introduction to the Basic Principles of Marxism class will be held in Room 301, Building 3. Due to a last-minute change in the teacher's schedule, this will be a combined class with the Broadcasting and Directing departments. Attendance will be taken, and attendance will be counted towards your grade. Please inform each other."

A series of wails followed.

"Holy crap, Marxism?! And it's a large, combined class?!"

"9 o'clock?! It's already 8:45!"

"I'm still in bed!!"

"Is there anyone kind enough to help me take attendance? A generous reward will be offered!"

Shen Li sat up abruptly, her eyes lighting up instantly. What? Roll call for someone? A hefty reward?

Fireworks exploded in his mind.

This job is way more lucrative than "Flash Delivery to Campus"! No need to carry water up six floors, just sit there, raise your hand, and shout "Here!" and you'll get paid!

I quickly glanced at the "Request for help" messages in the group chat, immediately took a screenshot and saved it. Then I jumped out of bed and washed my face and brushed my teeth as fast as I could.

Jingyang was awakened by his noise and groggily poked his head out: "Li'er... what are you doing... in such a hurry..."

"Make money!" Shen Li said succinctly, then threw on a clean T-shirt and rushed out.

"Hey, wait for me..." Jing Yang struggled for a moment, then fell back down, picked up his phone and glanced at it. "Holy crap... Ma Yuan... I'll just be sleeping if I go... Can you order it for me...?"

Shen Li didn't even turn her head: "Send the red envelope first! 50!"

"You're robbing me!" Jing Yang wailed, but still obediently transferred 50 yuan over.

Yang Yi poked his head out of the restroom: "Shen Li, order one for me too, I'll transfer it to you. I ate too much spicy food last night, my stomach's upset..."

Dai Xiao floated down from the upper bunk: "According to the course schedule, the attendance rate for the combined Marxist theory class is about 78.4%. I've already checked in remotely. You can do whatever you want."

Shen Li chuckled: "Brother Xiao, you can even check in remotely?"

"Technology changes lives." Dai Xiao pushed up his glasses, concealing his achievements and fame.

Before leaving, Shen Li took out his phone and scrolled through it. Six people had already messaged him asking him to order for them. Jing Yang, Yang Yi, and four other classmates he wasn't very familiar with.

He replied to each one: "50 yuan per person, fair and square. Transfer first, pay later, honest business practices."

Six red envelopes rang in, instantly bringing in 300 yuan. Shen Li looked at her balance with a smug smile, feeling like a business genius.

"Sure enough, where there's demand, there's market. These lazy bums at the Beijing Film Academy are practically unlimited supply!"

As she ran towards the third teaching building, Shen Li made her calculations.

When I arrived at classroom 301 and pushed open the door, I was almost stunned by what I saw inside.

Good heavens, the lecture hall, which can seat two or three hundred people, was already packed with people. The acting, broadcasting, and directing departments were all in one class, it was a chaotic and diverse mix of talents.

The female students in the broadcasting department are all exceptionally beautiful, well-proportioned, and have impeccable pronunciation.

Shen Li glanced over and exclaimed, "Good heavens!"

There was a girl wearing a white chiffon blouse with a bow at the neckline. She looked dignified, but her figure was too big, and the fabric in front of her chest was stretched bulging, with the buttons tightly fastened, as if they might burst off at any moment.

She wore a black A-line skirt, revealing a section of her shapely calves covered in flesh-colored stockings.

Female students majoring in directing tend to have an artistic and literary style.

There was a woman wearing a long linen dress and black-rimmed glasses, with soft profile lines and a long neck.

Although she was dressed loosely, her good figure made up for it; as she walked, the curves of her full hips were faintly visible under the long skirt.

As for the acting department, needless to say, there are all kinds of styles, making it a veritable "Good Morning, Taipei Film Academy Beauty Guide".

Shen Li found a seat at the back and began his "tasting mission".

He took out his phone, opened the notes app, and carefully memorized the names and last digits of the student IDs of the six "clients." Then he took a deep breath, composed himself, and prepared to switch identities at any moment.

The teacher came in.

He was a middle-aged man wearing thick glasses, with a receding hairline, and holding a roster in his hand; he didn't look like someone who could be easily fooled.

"Now, let's take attendance." The teacher adjusted his glasses, his voice flat. "Students whose names are called, please raise your hands and answer. I'll check."

Shen Li's heart skipped a beat. What? They'll take another look?

Does that mean the teacher will look up at people when taking attendance? Wow... that's way too difficult!

The teacher reads out the names one by one. When someone's name is called, they raise their hand to answer. The teacher looks up, glances at the name, and then puts a checkmark on the roster.

Shen Li stared nervously at the teacher, waiting for his "clients" to be called.

"Jingyang".

Shen Li immediately raised her hand: "Here!" She deliberately lowered her voice, imitating Jing Yang's slightly magnetic, bubbly voice.

The teacher looked up, showed no expression, and then put the checkmark down.

Passed!

"Yang Yi".

Shen Li raised her hand again: "Here!" This time her voice became honest and simple, with a slight nasal tone.

The teacher glanced at it again, frowned slightly, as if she felt the voice was different from before, but didn't say anything, and ticked the box.

Passed!

Shen Li breathed a sigh of relief. He repeated the process for the next four, adjusting his voice and posture each time he raised his hand, striving to create "a thousand faces for one person".

There was a student named "Lin Xiaoge" who deliberately turned his body to the side when he raised his hand, so that the teacher could only see half of his face.

There was a guy named Zhou Zhangwen who would pretend to yawn when he raised his hand, covering half of his face with his hand.

It wasn't easy... Six names, and I finally managed to fool everyone!

Shen Li was overjoyed. 300 yuan—just a few words and a simple gesture—it was a million times easier than carrying water up six flights of stairs!

This is a really good deal!

The roll call continued. Shen Li was enjoying herself when she suddenly heard a familiar name.

"Jiang Li".

He glanced over instinctively. Jiang Li was sitting a few rows ahead, dressed in a simple black tracksuit, sitting upright, raising his hand to answer. His tall and straight figure stood out in the crowd.

The teacher looked up at her and nodded.

Shen Li was staring blankly at the back of Jiang Li's head when she suddenly heard the teacher call out, "Chu Yao."

Chu Yao sat in the middle seat near the aisle. Today she was wearing a fitted knitted dress, off-white in color, which perfectly outlined her hourglass figure with its prominent curves.

The dress has an elegant V-neck, revealing delicate collarbones and a patch of snow-white skin, with a deep cleavage faintly visible.

She lazily raised her hand and said, "Here." Her voice was soft and sweet, with a slight hoarseness from just waking up.

The teacher looked up at her, her eyes behind her glasses seemed to light up for a moment, lingered for half a second, and then looked down to tick the box.

Shen Li was amazed: This woman can even answer "present" with such charm, there's no one else like her.

The roll call continued. After calling out a few more names, Shen Li suddenly heard…

"Shen Li".