Lord, give up! Madam has too many vests

Liu Shiyu felt a little hesitant. In fact, Sister Yan Xue had only agreed to help her buy the dance music, but there was no certainty as to when she would get it, let alone an autograph.

However, the eyes of many classmates around her were focused on her like a spotlight.

And her boyfriend Song Chi's eyes were full of expectation and eagerness. Liu Shiyu particularly enjoyed the feeling of being noticed by everyone.

Driven by vanity, she agreed without any hesitation.

Soon, the news that Liu Shiyu would perform Tianyin Studio's dance music at the art performance spread throughout the campus like a gust of wind.

During the break, the classroom was noisy and students were discussing the matter in groups of two or three.

Cheng Lingling couldn't help herself and moved closer to Qin Shengsheng who was reading quietly.

"Hey, look at Liu Shiyu's smug look, it's really hard to stand.

Shengsheng, how is your song preparation going?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Shengsheng paused with the pen in her hand, thought to herself, and decided not to tell her friend that she had already bought the song.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a perfunctory smile, and she responded vaguely.

"It's almost ready, don't worry."

Cheng Lingling frowned and continued with a worried look on her face,

"Shengsheng, how about we just forget about this cultural performance?

There is no need for us to give Liu Shiyu the opportunity to take advantage of her misfortune.

I've also inquired about it. Tianyin Studio only releases a few songs a year. I heard that the price of each song has been hyped up to 10 million yuan, but the studio simply doesn't accept any orders.

There's no need to argue with her about this."

Qin Shengsheng shook his head slightly, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he said softly,

"It's okay, Lingling, you're only boosting others' morale and destroying your own prestige.

I will definitely win.”

During lunch time, Liu Shiyu deliberately stayed in her seat, took out her cell phone slowly, and called Yan Xue.

After the call was connected, Liu Shiyu couldn't wait to ask,

"Sister-in-law, is there any news from Tianyin Studio?"

There was a hesitant sound coming from Yan Xue's side.

It turned out that Yan Xue agreed to Liu Shiyu yesterday only on impulse and in a hurry.

When she got home, she asked people in the industry and was shocked.

Tianyin Studio's dance music had a base price of 10 million, and that was just the initial asking price. For Yan Xue, who had recently lost a lot of money speculating in the stock market and was deeply trapped in it, 10 million was an astronomical figure.

She also started to have doubts in her heart, and didn't believe that Yan Lan could come up with such a large sum of money.

Liu Shiyu listened to the long silence on the other end of the phone, feeling anxious, and her tone was filled with urging.

"Sister-in-law, I've already told everyone that I will be dancing to Tianyin Studio's music at the cultural performance.

I will also invite my mother and brother to come and watch together.

You must not let them down."

Yan Xue gritted her teeth on the other end of the phone, thinking that it was just a high school art performance, how much impact could it have.

An idea suddenly struck her, and she suddenly remembered that she knew a dance teacher from a small company, so she hurriedly said,

"Of course, no problem. I've already made the contact. Don't worry, I'll send you the dance video later."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Xue breathed a sigh of relief and began to plan to contact that small company, hoping to successfully buy a dance music to deal with Liu Shiyu.

Liu Shiyu had no idea that she was being deceived.