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Chapter 60 Wang Lianran

The senior student had long, wavy hair, fair skin that shone brightly, and wore a fitted black T-shirt. Her features were striking.

Upon hearing this, she finally shifted her gaze from Wang Zian and looked at Tian Xiwei properly for the first time.

Her gaze lingered for a second on Tian Xiwei's tour group hat and orange backpack, then a beautiful yet sharp smile suddenly appeared on her lips.

"Little sister, you're a soon-to-be freshman, right?"

Tian Xiwei raised her chin slightly but did not speak.

"Let me tell you something honestly." She shifted her body half an inch closer to Wang Zi'an, her gaze casually brushing against his face.

"This handsome young man will definitely be very popular after he comes to school; you might not be able to keep him."

"Besides, the Shanghai Theatre Academy is huge!" After saying that, she turned to look at Wang Zi'an, her peach blossom eyes sparkling with a captivating light; "If you get lost, you can contact me!"

She gently waved her phone in front of him; the QR code on the screen was still lit up, and her smile was confident and alluring.

Wang Zian raised his hand, saying with a slight apology, "I'm sorry, I'm not a freshman at the Shanghai Theatre Academy; I'm just here for tourism. To be precise, I'm not even an art student!"

There was a moment of silence around the dining table.

The long-haired senior's QR code was still lit up, but her eyebrows twitched slightly.

Several female students around her, who were holding their phones, exchanged glances. They didn't know whether to keep their phones up or put them down.

However, that senior with the big waves in her hair is indeed a master.

"It's okay! The younger brother is so handsome, it won't hurt to get to know him! More friends, more opportunities!"

She drew out the word "road" slightly upward, and as she spoke, she moved a little closer to him, looked down into his eyes, and blinked.

The rich, sweet perfume scent, probably some kind of floral or fruity fragrance, wafted over her movements, both sweet and cloying.

Wow!

No wonder you studied art!

However, Wang Zian's nasal passages felt tight from the strong perfume she was wearing.

She stood up hastily, "Sorry, I'm full; I didn't bring my phone either!"

Then he turned sideways, squeezed through the gap between the female students, and strode towards the cafeteria entrance.

Tian tide glared at the overly proactive senior, grabbed the unfinished green rice dumpling on the table, slung her orange backpack over her shoulder, and jumped off the chair.

Her ponytail swung in a big arc behind her hat as she quickly chased after him.

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Outside the cafeteria, the sky was beginning to darken.

The streetlights on campus came on, casting orange light on the camphor tree leaves and making the entire tree-lined path appear shadowy.

The oppressive heat that had lingered in the air all afternoon was being dissipated by the evening breeze.

Tian Xiwei quickly caught up with Wang Zian's pace, her canvas shoes making a clattering sound on the stone pavement.

"Prince An, wait for me!"

He slowed his pace and turned to look at her.

"Why didn't you add her on WeChat?" Tian Xiwei caught up with him.

"She's so beautiful! And has a great figure too."

"A stranger who's too forward is definitely up to no good."

Tian Xiwei paused for a moment.

As she walked, she glanced at his profile. The light from the streetlamp cut across his face, making him look rather handsome!

"Hmm~! You're quite clear-headed~!" She nodded, her tone shifting from gossip to approval.

"It seems you're someone worth befriending. At the very least, you're neither a lecher nor a fool."

These words made Prince An laugh.

He turned his head to look at her, a smile curving his lips. "You seem to have forgotten, you're a beauty too!"

Tian Xiwei's eyes widened instantly. She reached out and pulled her orange backpack, which had tilted to one side while running, back into place. Then she raised her little fist and waved it in front of him.

"You try it? I'll give you a good slap!"

She pronounced those two words crisply and harshly, but the dimples on her face were sinking deeper.

"Let me tell you, I used to be a weightlifter!"

As he spoke, he bent his right arm, rolled up his sleeve, and made a standard gesture to show off his biceps.

The prince pretended to be frightened and nodded repeatedly.

Tian Xiwei lowered her sleeves, clapped her hands, and expressed her satisfaction with his reaction.

"Shall we continue shopping?"

Tian tide shook her head slightly, and the playful enthusiasm she had just had for him slowly faded from her face.

"This is boring. I'm going to join a tour group! I'm going back the day after tomorrow!"

"Let's go then!"

The two of them walked out together through the side door of the Shanghai Theatre Academy.

The streetlights outside the school gate were already on, their orange glow shining on the sycamore leaves and casting large patches of moving light and shadow on the road.

Shops along the street gradually lit up their signs, including noodle shops, convenience stores, and a barbershop with an old Shanghai poster hanging on its walls.

The air was filled with a mixture of the smell of pan-fried dumplings wafting from a shop and the odor of car exhaust.

Tian Xiwei suddenly felt that it was a bit early, so she turned her head and glanced at the other end of the street. "Should we go and take a look at the affiliated high school of the Shanghai Theatre Academy next door? We're already here, it's just a short walk."

She did what she said, and the two of them walked along the roadside towards the affiliated middle school for about ten minutes.

"By the way, how did you get into the Shanghai Theatre Academy?"

He was very curious. Tian Xiwei was dressed like a tourist, so how did the security guard let her in?

Tian tide turned her head slightly, her smile suddenly becoming mischievous; she lifted the brim of her hat, revealing two dimples.

"I had my art exam results and ID card with me. The uncle looked at my face and let me in."

"He really is a looks-obsessed older man!"

"What's wrong?" she asked curiously;

Wang Zian then told her about what had happened at the door.

"Hahaha~! This world really is all about looks~!"

As they talked, the two walked to the entrance of the affiliated middle school.

Unfortunately, while the two of them could manage to get into university with just their looks and a camera, it would be completely impossible in high school.

The sliding gate at the entrance was closed tightly, and the security guard in the guardhouse had already stood up and was watching them.

Standing at the entrance of the high school, Tian Xiwei stood with her hands on her hips, looking somewhat dejected.

"Wait a minute!" she suddenly realized; "So, when you said you weren't from the Shanghai Theatre Academy, you weren't lying?"

Wang Zian shook his head; "I really am not! I never said I was from the Shanghai Theatre Academy. You were the one who assumed that first, and then you didn't give me a chance to explain."

"Oh my god!" Tian tide let out a long howl, "What a waste of your handsome face! I was even thinking that once you became famous, we could film a TV series together and play lovers!"

"Then think about it some more! Maybe there's still a chance!" Wang Zian leaned against the lamppost, his tone tinged with a smile.

"Absolutely not!" Tian Xiwei exclaimed loudly, "This industry is very exclusive!"

Then Tian Xiwei told him about the information she had collected about this industry.

Just as the two were exchanging barbs under the streetlight, a black minivan quietly pulled up beside them.

The back door opened, and a long-haired girl in a white dress got out.

She stopped on the sidewalk, shielded the edge of the car door with her hand, and whispered something to the person inside the car.

The light from the streetlamp shone from behind her, outlining her figure as a slender and straight silhouette.

Her shoulders slumped slightly, her steps were slow, and she looked tired and unhappy.

Wang Churan has just finished auditioning for a supporting role in a TV series.

That role was pretty good; it was her first role, and she cherished the opportunity.

I was a little tired and wanted to go home to rest, but my mom forced me to go back to school.

She couldn't refuse, so she got out of the car at the door.

She turned back to the car and said, "Be careful on your way back," her voice gentle and low, carrying a hint of exhaustion she was trying to suppress.

After watching the taillights of the van disappear around the street corner, she stood at the school gate, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

A night breeze blew by, causing the stray hairs on her forehead to flutter gently.

She raised her hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, turned around, and looked at the school sign of the Shanghai Theatre Academy Affiliated Middle School, which gleamed white under the streetlights.

She blinked hard with her big almond-shaped eyes, then looked around the school gate.

At this time, there were hardly any people at the main entrance; only on the other side of the door, there were two people chatting.

Wang Churan took out her phone, turned around, and faced away from the school gate, finding a spot where there weren't many people.

She raised her phone slightly, tilted her head, gave the camera a faint smile—a smile she was trying to make herself look more energetic—and pressed the shutter.

After filming, she looked down at the screen and typed a message, which she then posted on her WeChat Moments: "The audition is over, but it's just the beginning."

She didn't notice that behind her, Tian Xiwei and Wang Zian were also framed in the background of her selfie.

The two figures standing under the streetlights are small and blurry in the picture, like passersby casually captured in a landscape.

After posting on her WeChat Moments, she put her phone in her pocket and walked into the school gate with a blank expression.

Wang Zian had just noticed a girl and reminded Tian Xiwei.

Watching the girl's movements, he then looked down at the camera on his chest.

Looking up at Tian Xiwei, he said, "Since we're here, let's take a picture together."

"Okay!"

Wang Zian raised the camera and adjusted the angle.

When you flip the screen, the two people are framed in the same frame.

Tian Xiwei faced the camera, raised both hands to her cheeks, made two peace signs, and her dimples deepened.

"Eggplant~!"

The camera clicked, capturing the two people in the photo, along with Wang Churan who was entering the school gate from behind.

Send me the photos, I want to post them on WeChat Moments and Weibo!

Tian Xiwei put down the scissor-hand gesture, leaned over to look at the preview, and nodded in satisfaction.