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Xing proved one thing in ten minutes.
The limited capacity of the Star Core Essence's brain has its limits when faced with complex wealth-related diagrams.
Those distorted lines and symbols could only be eerily associated with Director Toppa, and then with Zhang Zhang's adorable figure.
Finally, they all collapsed into various treasure chests and trash cans that gleamed with gold.
After she had finally completed her virtual journey through Pinocchio, and was being plagued by drowsiness and about to be defeated, a strange beauty of knowledge poured into her consciousness!
This knowledge is like a jade foot wearing a silk stocking, with delicate toes painted with pink nail polish, gently pressing... wait?
A question mark suddenly appeared on the forehead of the Star Core Spirit, who was immersed in the wonderful ocean of knowledge.
Is this knowledge legitimate?
Why does it feel like...?
Not right.
Something's very wrong!
This is empathy.
Xing suddenly jolted awake, turning her head in shock and astonishment to look at Qiongzai, only to find Qiongzai fast asleep on her desk.
"?"
"what's the situation?"
"Is it just my imagination?"
But this feeling is clearly empathy.
Xing Guangjie's long, slender legs couldn't help but rub together.
Her mind instantly went into overload thinking mode, and countless formulas churned up like a Big Bang.
Who am I? Where am I? What should I eat today? Which trash can should I rummage through?
Amidst this chaotic storm of thoughts, the omnipotent lecturer on the podium turned around without warning and slammed his hands heavily on the podium.
"Buhou!"
Xing was terrified. She immediately stopped rubbing her legs, her heart pounding, and her face turned deathly pale.
Have we been discovered?
At the same time, the strange sense of empathy that had just been felt disappeared.
"Could it be my imagination?"
Xing frowned, her delicate brows furrowing.
Did you decide you wanted to wear white stockings?
Hmm, I'll put on white stockings and give Qiongzai a massage tonight.
In this way, she can experience the beauty of white silk through empathy.
"Now, let's begin taking attendance."
The AI instructor on the podium clearly knew the students' tricks well. After the students told their roommates that the teacher hadn't taken attendance that day, he suddenly turned around and did something unexpected.
"William Wilson".
"To!"
Xing saw a classmate named Pipi Xi raising his hand in front of him.
"Ligeia!"
"Here~"
Pipixi quickly changed positions and responded in a high-pitched voice.
Xing was dumbfounded.
"Roderick Usher!"
"exist……"
The agile Pipixi, like a groundhog, popped its head out from each empty seat, skillfully signing in with its distinctive voice and tone.
"Got it? This is the first basic step of a mature college student. Next time I'm not here, remember to answer for me."
Qiong tugged at Xing's gray hair and said lazily.
"Qiongzai! You're not asleep?"
Xing looked suspicious.
"You fell asleep. The teacher has started taking attendance."
Qiong spread her hands.
Automatic roll call – isn't this a traditional skill of college students?
The roll call ended quickly.
Xing watched as the groundhog crawled out from under the seat in front of her, climbed onto the chair, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Phew... Every roll call is like guerrilla warfare. Sure enough, money is hard to earn and classes are hard to listen to. The seniors were right... Don't you agree, classmate?"
He seemed to sense the starry sky's gaze and turned to speak.
"You can earn money by helping people sign in?"
Xing caught the key information, her eyes lit up, and she gave Qiong a look.
I can sign you in for one crystal each time.
No credit allowed!
Qiong twitched her lips.
This guy learns really fast!
What's the market rate?
Qiong looked at Pipixi and asked.
"Wow, this student is clearly a pro! Are you looking for someone to sign your name for you, or maybe you want class notes? Homework writing? Or something else? We offer a wide range of services and many packages, with discounts for bulk orders!"
Pipixi flies rub their hands.
"Huh? You can do that?"
March 7th was also drawn to this blatant service.
It was almost time for get out of class to end.
Pipixi looked at Qiong: "Speaking of which, I have a favor to ask, but I don't know if I should say it..."
"Since it's an unreasonable request, then don't bother asking."
Qiong lay on the table, her fingers idly twirling Xing's gray hair.
"..."
Pipixi seemed not to have heard half of it and continued:
"It's like this, I felt an instant connection with you the moment I saw you! It's such a rare coincidence, could you take a photo with me and sign your name as a souvenir?"
"Oh?"
Xing became interested upon hearing this. She hadn't expected that her son's charm not only captivated the female classmates but also made the male classmates unable to escape his clutches.
Qiong smiled and looked directly into Pipixi's expectant eyes, slowly raising a finger and gracefully bending it into a hook.
"91."
Pipixi: "..."
"What do you mean?"
Xing blinked her big, cute eyes, not understanding.
Pipi Xi's eyes lit up when he saw this.
"Young man, you are a handsome and extraordinary person. You are destined to be a global superstar. Could you please sign an autograph for me in advance? Just to make friends, I'll sign it for you for free!"
"Sigh, just as I expected."
Xing immediately put on her dramatic act, shaking her head and sighing in a deliberately profound manner, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up wildly.
"Is my irrepressible, dazzling superstar aura finally impossible to hide?"
"Since you have such good taste, this rising star will reluctantly agree!"
She quickly pulled out her phone and took what she thought was an incredibly cool selfie, then signed her name on the back of the photo in a flamboyant style.
The first class ended abruptly amidst the lecturer's death knell of a "quiz in the next class" announcement and the groans of the entire class.
As soon as the bell rang, Pipixi sprang up like a spring and was about to dash off, but was firmly pinned down on the shoulder by Qiong's large hand.
"Sanqi".
March 7th turned around, puzzled: "Are you calling me?"
"How come it's only 70%?"
Pipi Xi couldn't help but say awkwardly.
"Seventy percent of it is mine."
Qiong's tone left no room for argument, carrying the unique pressure of a shareholder, "The remaining 30%, just tell me if you want it or not."
"I want it!"
Pipi nodded vigorously, then slipped away as if granted a pardon.
After he left, March 7, Hoshino, and Firefly all came over to ask him questions. Masami blushed and went to the bathroom to change her stockings.
"What are you talking about? What 'three-seven'? What 'seven percent'?"
"nothing."
"I do not believe."
The ten-minute break between classes was spent playing around happily.
Until the break between the second and third periods.
"Wow! Ah Xing, when did you expand into a new business?"
While scrolling through my phone on March 7th, I suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"?"
Xing tilted her head and typed a question mark.
"Someone on the school forum is auctioning off an autographed photo of Orange Star, a shareholder of Pinocchio and a member of the Baoguo Special Forces. It's already going up to 500000 credits! My God!"
On March 7th, he excitedly shoved his phone screen right in front of Xing's eyes.
Xing was stunned for a moment, then reacted instantly, stood up abruptly, and rushed out like an arrow, chasing after Qiong who had slipped away under the pretext of going to the toilet.
"Qiongzai!"
"Give me my share! Give me back my share!"
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Volume 1: Chapter 726 The girl's blush speaks louder than any words
Origami University, Harmony Academy, Music Class.
"Ha, who am I? I'm the boyfriend of the famous robin, a loyal listener of the train phonograph. How could something as trivial as composing music be a problem for me?"
In class, Xinghe Jing, who had been hypnotized by classes on wealth studies and economics, rallied again.