novelraw Chapter 57 Senior Brother Investigates Illness and Star Scouts
Chapter 57 Senior Brother Investigates Illness and Star Scouts
Tian Xiwei held the thermos to her chest with both hands, her eyes curving into perfect crescent moons.
Those who wait outside the hot water dispenser at Hengdian Hospital in the middle of the night for autographs are definitely true fans.
Song Ze took the pen she handed him and signed his name on her clothes.
"Is this bucket filled with a nourishing soup?"
"It's not a super tonic, it's yam and pork ribs." Tian Xiwei carefully put the prescription into her pocket and pointed upstairs.
My roommate's dad had gallbladder surgery and was hospitalized, so I made some soup and brought it over.
A kind-hearted roommate. Making soup and delivering it late at night. This kind-hearted persona is something else.
Just as Song Zegang was about to return the pen to the nurses' station, Tian Xiwei moved forward half a step, blocking the door frame of the hot water room.
"Brother Song Ze, I have a very presumptuous idea."
She stood straight and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"I don't want to just waste time in theoretical classes at school. I want to join a production early, even if it's just playing a maid serving tea and water. I want to get into the industry as soon as possible."
The ambition was laid bare.
Song Ze raised an eyebrow.
"Freshman running group? Interested in a comprehensive package for failing courses, retaking exams, and repeating classes?"
"It has absolutely no impact."
Tian Xiwei freed one hand, quickly pulled her phone out of her school uniform skirt pocket, opened a page, and shoved it directly at Song Ze's nose.
A screenshot of the academic affairs system with blue background and white text.
"My major courses are all in the morning. I have no classes in the afternoon and evening."
She slid her thumb down an inch and drew another screenshot.
"These are my placement test scores upon entering university and my midterm grades from last semester. My GPA is 3.9, the highest in the department. I can guarantee that I will not fall behind academically."
Use academic records to discuss business cooperation.
This move completely amused Song Ze.
A sweet exterior, a hardcore core.
This person is absolutely ruthless and capable of going to extremes.
Song Ze directly pulled out the ballpoint pen, turned around and tore a blank prescription sheet from the wastebasket next to the nurses' station.
The paper was placed on the cold tile wall.
The pen tip scratched across the paper, and several lines of text quickly took shape.
"Party A: Song Ze; Party B: Tian Xiwei."
"Condition: Party B's final grade must remain in the top 30% of the grade each semester."
"If the standard is not met, immediately stop all performance resources for the group and go back to school to study in the self-study room."
Song Ze slapped the prescription onto the lid of the thermos in Tian Xiwei's arms.
"sign."
Without even stammering, Tian Xiwei picked up the pen and quickly wrote her name in the lower right corner.
She quickly folded the paper three times and stuffed it into the pocket of her school uniform skirt.
She took half a step back and gave a perfect 90-degree bow.
"Thank you, senior!"
Her high ponytail swung in the air, creating a breeze typical of hospital corridors.
"Go deliver the food first. Come find me in room 302 after you're done."
Song Ze, carrying a kettle that had just been filled with hot water, turned around and pushed open the door to room 302.
The room was quiet, with only the hum of the overhead incandescent light bulb.
Bai Lu stopped frantically tapping the screen and placed her phone face down next to her pillow.
She stared blankly at the white ceiling, a water stain still clinging to the corner of her eye.
Song Ze poured a glass of warm water and placed it on the bedside table.
"Ignore all that nonsense online. Sister Mi has taken action; the entire internet is starting to remove trending topics from the charts. Tomorrow, no one will hold a grudge against your smear article."
Bai Lu sniffed and let out a muffled "hmm" from her throat.
She exuded an aura of utterly dejected resentment, as if all her strength had been drained away.
The ward door was pushed open a crack from the outside.
A head with a high ponytail peeked in.
Without the thermos in her hands, Tian Xiwei twisted her hands around the hem of her school uniform skirt.
Song Ze beckoned her into the room and gestured with his chin toward the hospital bed.
"Bai Lu, this is Tian Xiwei. She's a freshman in the Shanghai Opera Performance Department. From now on, she'll be your junior sister."
Bai Lu turned her head.
The first thing you see is a girl wearing a baggy school uniform skirt, with a face full of collagen, and her whole body is so bright it reflects light.
She exudes a youthful energy that comes from being untouched by the harsh realities of society.
Bai Lu looked down at herself again.
The loose-fitting hospital gown and the heavy plaster cast on his right leg made him look like a newly unearthed mummy.
The sour and astringent sensation shot straight to the top of my head.
He risked his life filming, only to fall hard into a pit right at the start, tearing his ligaments and being relentlessly criticized online.
The freshman in front of him hadn't even stepped into university yet when Song Ze pulled him onto Xingyao's fast track.
A sense of resentment, disappointment, and a touch of indescribable bitterness welled up inside me.
Bai Lu gripped the edge of the white duvet cover with both hands.
Song Ze was completely unaware of the subtle emotional turmoil that was taking place on the hospital bed.
He took out his phone from his pocket, opened WeChat, and made a video call to Zhang Juan.
The call was answered after a second of beeping.
On the screen appeared Zhang Juan's face, which was severely swollen from staying up late, with seaweed eye masks on.
"What's the situation in Hengdian? Is Bai Lu's leg still intact? Have the smear articles been suppressed?" A barrage of questions came crashing down on them.
"The leg is in orthopedics, the person is breathing, they won't die."
With a flick of his finger, Song Ze flipped the camera and pointed the lens directly at the center of the ward.
In the center of the frame, Tian Xiwei stood there blankly, waving at the camera, her dimples clearly visible.
"Sister Juan, look at this little girl."
Song Ze drawled out his words.
"Go to the Ministry of Justice and get a full contract for a new Class A employee. Urgent, send it to my email by tomorrow morning at the latest."
There was a full three seconds of silence on the other end of the video call.
All that could be heard was Zhang Juan's heavy breathing.
Immediately afterwards, a very high-decibel roar pierced through the phone speaker and exploded in ward 302.
"Song Ze! Look at your watch! It's 9 PM!"
"Bai Lu is still lying in the orthopedics ward, seemingly dead! And the PR press releases online are still being issued!"
"You turn around and pick up another living person from the side of the road in Hengdian?!"
Zhang Juan ripped off her eye mask and slammed it onto the desk.
"A-level full contract?! Do you think Star Glory Entertainment is your backyard's wholesale cabbage market?! How am I supposed to explain this to the board?!"
Song Ze turned a deaf ear.
He slowly picked out a Red Delicious apple from the fruit basket on his bedside table, and began to peel it with a stainless steel fruit knife.
"Don't you understand the importance of reserving a spot in advance?"
The blade slid down the red fruit peel.
"With her looks and her hardcore drive, this girl is definitely going to be the cash cow that drives the company's KPIs for the second half of the year. We'll discuss the specific contract details when I get back to Shanghai."
Song Ze handed the half-peeled snake fruit to the bedside.
clack.
A long strip of red fruit peel broke off and fell onto the terrazzo floor.
Bai Lu showed absolutely no intention of accepting the apples.
She braced herself against the soft mattress with both hands, forcing herself to sit up from her lying position.
The movement was too sudden, and the hospital gown pulled on her right leg, which was in a cast, causing her to gasp in pain.
But she didn't cry out in pain.
"Senior brother."
Bai Lu called out. This "Senior Brother" was devoid of any of her usual playfulness and teasing; instead, it carried a sharp, unyielding edge.
Her chest heaved violently as she stared intently at Song Ze's hand holding the apple, uttering a rhetorical question in a clear and articulate voice.
"You flew all the way to Hengdian, only to visit someone in the hospital."
"Or are you here at the hospital to buy supplies and then act as a talent scout?"