Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

"Why are you half an hour late? Do you know how worried I was during that time?" (Anger, worry, and being unreasonable)

"Because..." (feeling guilty, very guilty, extremely guilty)

"Why? Tell me! What could be more important than us going to the library together to study hard?!" (Cold, heartless, and exceptionally unreasonable)

"Because I went to buy you milk tea!" (filled with grief and indignation)

"Milk tea?" (Hesitant, bewildered)

"Yes, the freshest milk paired with this year's new tea provides balanced nutrition, and the sugar and tea polyphenols can also replenish the physical and mental energy we lose while studying! And—" (with dramatic intonation and confident tone, the louder the voice, the thicker the red envelope)

"Autumn and milk tea go perfectly together!"

(Happy ending, hand in hand, walking together, going wherever they want, wherever they want to go.)

Everyone who read this amateur script was in complete agreement—

"I can't act, I can't act, not for any amount of money!"

The last time Lin Ting heard such a unified opinion was when she was doing market research.

"Why?" Lin Ting asked, puzzled. "I wrote this after reading through eight of Qiong Yao's masterpieces overnight and borrowing their sentence structure and core ideas!"

Zheng Miaoying hit the nail on the head: "Listen to this, reading novels is one thing, but actually doing it yourself... well, forget it."

“Yes, yes, just thinking about someone speaking to me with such intonation makes me want to take my medicine,” Su Yu added.

"And this kind of scene definitely requires a co-star, right?"

"So, I really can't help with this."

As for Wu Yan and Li Zhi standing next to them, they have neither boyfriends nor interest in acting; instead, they are very interested in being onlookers.

"Listen to me, take my advice, go find Jiang Zong, you and Jiang Zong, the results will be amazing!"

"Yes, yes, just the two of you, it'll definitely look great!"

Their eyes gleamed as they stared at Lin Ting.

Lin Ting rubbed her face.

The two of them accidentally knocked the abacus beads off her face; it hurt quite a bit.

She turned her head away and said righteously, "I'm willing to risk everything, but are you trying to force Jiang Zong to his death?"

Making him recite so many lines so loudly in front of others is no different from forcing him to die.

and……

Actually, she wasn't that reckless.

Besides, Ms. Liang is just not teaching her this semester, she hasn't resigned.

Wu Yan and Li Zhi were deeply saddened to miss out on the live gossip.

They sighed deeply and looked dejected.

Three seconds later, Li Zhi suddenly snapped to attention and nudged Wu Yan: "What's your brother been up to lately? How about—"

Wu Yan suddenly turned her head to look at Su Yu.

"Click——"

I turned my head too suddenly and twisted my neck.

"Ow!"

Wu Yan clutched her neck, in so much pain that she lost all interest in eating melons.

The blush that had just started to rise on Su Yu's face was also wiped away by that shout.

"swallow!"

"Yanzi, are you alright?"

"Swallow, you must be strong!"

Dormitory 234 was in complete chaos. Luckily, Su Yu had bought a box of ointments during a group purchase a couple of days ago, so there was no situation where someone was injured but had no medicine.

Lin Ting's casting plan was thus delayed.

She didn't remember it again until class in the afternoon.

"Hey, how about I find someone from another school to act? After all, it's not embarrassing at my own school, so it should be easier for them to accept."

Lin Ting whispered to Zheng Miaoying.

Yingzi pressed her temples with her ballpoint pen, hesitated for a long time, and then whispered, "Listen, is it possible that this has little to do with where it's performed?"

The line is too difficult to pronounce; I'm too embarrassed to say it!

Lin Ting: "..."

Having read Das Kapital and The Thick Black Theory, Zheng Miaoying has transformed; she is no longer the naive and innocent Yingzi she once was.

Lin Ting slumped onto the table, her head throbbing with pain.

Her first screenplay was going to be stillborn...

Suddenly, a cup of milk tea appeared in front of her.

Lin Ting was startled and subconsciously looked up, meeting Jiang Zong's eyes.

"It was just delivered, drink it while it's hot," Jiang Zong said, handing her the bag he was carrying in his other hand as well.

Lin Ting opened the bag and saw that it contained four more cups of milk tea.

"For them?" Lin Ting pointed to her roommates.

Jiang Zong nodded and sat down next to Lin Ting.

Lin Ting handed the bag to Zheng Miaoying: "Yingzi, milk tea."

Zheng Miaoying took out a cup and continued passing the bag down the line.

"Thank you, Jiang Zong."

"Huh? Milk tea... Thank you, Jiang Zong!"

Milk tea is nothing new to the girls in dormitory 234; they've been drinking it quite a bit these past few days.

But having a cup during class is still something to be happy about.

Jiang Zong was still very uncomfortable with this form of collective gratitude. He nodded slightly, then hurriedly lowered his head to read.

A row of girls, each with a cup of milk tea in their hand.

In addition, this thing was sent by Jiang Zong.

The English majors, who had already gotten used to Jiang Zong's presence, became interested again.

Is this milk?

"Is this the cafeteria's new drink?"

"It smells delicious, how much is a cup?"

Lin Ting had just taken a sip when she was surrounded by questions from the students in the row in front of her.

She sat up straight instinctively, putting on her usual business smile: "It's a hot drink made with fresh milk, and of course, tea too. It's from the shop near the school gate, two yuan a cup."

"hiss--"

Hearing the price, the students all felt a pang of pain.

Two yuan! That's enough for a day's meals!

But considering it's made with fresh milk and comes in such a large cup, the price isn't too outrageous.

The hot milk served at school costs one yuan a bottle, but the amount is only about half the size of the milk tea cup in Lin Ting's hand.

Seeing the eager looks in her classmates' eyes, Lin Ting felt that her pretentious act might not be necessary.

She said, "The milk tea shop will open in two days. Everyone can go and buy some then. It's very nutritious."

After being won over by the chef's special blend, Lin Ting threw away her original plan to use creamer and additives.

The costs have indeed increased, but I feel justified in making this money.

Let's start with her and crush the bubble tea industry!

She wants to create a wonderful world where milk tea isn't junk food!

Actually, the profit margin for milk tea is not low, after all, the selling price of milk at school is one yuan a bottle, and milk tea is half tea, and they use plastic cups instead of glass bottles.

It's just not as profitable as pure creamer and additives.

Thinking this, Lin Ting unconsciously glanced at Su Yu again.

I can't let her know that I only make 53 cents a cup of milk tea, and that's the total profit before the split.

Listening to the students' enthusiastic discussion about milk tea, Lin turned to Jiang Zong and asked, "Has the shop's signboard been ordered yet?"

The overall decoration style of the milk tea shop is very lively, using orange as the main color. Captain Zhang is a big shot in the decoration industry, so they don't have to worry too much about anything.

It just got stuck on the signboard.

Lin Ting got a headache just thinking about naming the child, so she pushed the task directly onto Jiang Zong.

Jiang Zong did come up with several names by citing classical texts, but they were all rejected because they were difficult to pronounce and not conducive to dissemination.

With the opening date fast approaching, the store name has yet to be decided.

It's really frustrating to talk about.

Jiang Zong looked at Lin Ting and nodded: "It was arranged by Uncle Nie, and it's already being done."

Lin asked, "What's your name?"

"Sweet Honey".

Lin Ting: "...?"