Entertainment Era: Starting with Teaching Sister Meng to Sing

[Ding, congratulations host, you have successfully captured your second binding target: Mao Xiaotong.]

[Current target's favorability level: 12%]

[Current progress of the target person's career: 10%]

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Wang Xiaozhou, who had just eaten lunch at the school cafeteria, suddenly heard a notification sound in his mind.

Wang Xiaozhou checked the system repeatedly, but he couldn't understand how he had inexplicably unlocked a new character today when he had only had a drink with his English teacher yesterday.

Sister Meng hasn't even gotten her first blood yet, isn't this just making things worse?

However, after checking the time on his phone, Wang Xiaozhou thought the timing of the connection was quite good. It was only the end of 12, and Mao Xiaotong's career was just starting. If she got in touch with him now, what would Chen Xiang have to do with next year?

I need to think about giving the system a name. How about "First Love Harvester"?

After returning to the classroom and taking a short nap, the bell rang for class. Just as Wang Xiaozhou was getting ready to study hard for another afternoon, his homeroom teacher came to inform him that the first period of the afternoon, physics and English, had been combined, and they would have English instead.

Then came a series of high heels slamming on the ground.

When Song Shihui pushed open the door and entered, all the students' eyes lit up at the same time.

It's clear that Song Shihui dressed up carefully today, wearing a high-count white cotton shirt, a light gray knee-length skirt, and a pair of pointed-toe flat shoes.

At first glance, it looks ordinary, but with some inconspicuous little accessories, such as gold earrings on her earlobes and a haute couture brooch on the collar of her white shirt, anyone with a little knowledge can tell how exquisite she is.

What's even more outrageous is that this woman was wearing a pair of ultra-thin 0D stockings. The whole outfit made even students who never skip class skip a class as soon as they entered the room.

During class, Wang Xiaozhou kept her head down reading and refused to make any eye contact with Song Shihui. However, after the bell rang, Song Shihui still walked up to Wang Xiaozhou.

"I've asked for leave for you. Let's go for coffee this afternoon."

"I'm not going."

"Then I'll go find Meng Ziyi and tell her that you stayed at my house all night and even touched my thigh."

Wang Xiaozhou readily got up and walked out with Song Shihui. If anything had happened yesterday, he certainly wouldn't have stopped Song Shihui from going to Meng Ziyi.

But nothing happened yesterday. This bastard is actually looking forward to something happening between him and Song Shihui. We have to keep that a secret and not let her get in touch with Meng Ziyi too early.

Song Shihui's A8 was parked at the school gate. Wang Xiaozhou got in the car a step behind her and sat in the passenger seat. Song Shihui had already started introducing the car when he turned around and noticed that there was someone in the back seat.

"This is my cousin. We've always been very close since we were little. We went out for coffee together."

Automatically ignoring Song Shihui's words, Wang Xiaozhou turned around and saw that exquisite and classically beautiful face. He immediately understood from which system the second target object was bound.

But where did this initial 12% favorability come from?

"What good coffee can we get in this small county? Let's have some spicy hot pot instead, it's on me."

If it were just the two of them, Wang Xiaozhou could play around with Song Shihui as he pleased, but with Mao Xiaotong added, it's a different story; he'll have to put on a good show.

After turning around and shaking hands with Mao Xiaotong, Wang Xiaozhou enjoyed a sweet smile all to himself before starting to give directions to Song Shihui.

While turning the steering wheel, Song Shihui scoffed, "Two stunning beauties, you won't find anyone prettier than us on the whole streets of Wangping County. You put in all that effort and you're only treating us to some spicy hot pot?"

Wang Xiaozhou turned around and smiled at Mao Xiaotong: "With your sister's accent teaching us English, I'm afraid that when we go abroad, foreigners will ask me if I'm from Tianjin."

Mao Xiaotong asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"The English I learned from her sounds exactly like a Chinese crepe."

Goose, goose, goose, goose...

Song Shihui, driving, was amused by his own accent: "You're just making fun of me."

Mao Xiaotong also laughed loudly in the back seat. She found it extremely interesting that her cousin was with this student.

The luxury A8 stopped in front of a dilapidated storefront. Wang Xiaozhou went inside first and ordered three bowls of spicy hot pot, which were priced per serving. Each bowl cost seven yuan, for a total of twenty-one yuan.

Song Shihui followed Mao Xiaotong in, found a table and sat down. When Wang Xiaozhou returned after ordering, Song Shihui glared at him and said, "Why did you order us bowls? I usually eat self-service!"

Wang Xiaozhou: "I'm afraid you can eat too much. I only have thirty yuan in my pocket, and I need to save the remaining nine yuan for the night."

"I can eat too much!?"

Song Shihui was so angry that his face turned pale, while Mao Xiaotong kept covering her mouth and chuckling.

Since it wasn't mealtime and there were only three people in the room, the spicy hot pot was served quickly.

Song Shihui readily agreed, picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks, brushed off the rough edges, and started eating. She had been here for three years and had some knowledge of the local cuisine.

Mao Xiaotong, on the other hand, has always been active in the Beijing-Tianjin area and has never tried authentic Northeastern Sichuan-Chongqing spicy hot pot. Looking at the layer of red oil floating on the bowl, she hesitated and did not pick up her chopsticks.

Wang Xiaozhou casually picked two pieces of noodles from Mao Xiaotong's bowl and put them into his own: "Xiaotong is an actress, she has to pay attention to her figure, unlike your sister who can finish a whole bowl by herself. I'll eat the noodles, you eat more vegetables."

This kid is really something. He's several years younger than me, yet he calls me Xiaotong so naturally. But he's quite considerate.

Mao Xiaotong picked up a piece of food to taste, then her eyes lit up and she started using her chopsticks frequently.

Song Shihui ate a couple of bites, patted his stomach as if he was full, and then pushed the bowl in front of Wang Xiaozhou: "Who said I could finish a whole bowl by myself? You eat it."

Wang Xiaozhou firmly shook his head: "I won't eat."

"You've already eaten Xiaotong's food, why can't you eat mine!"

On what grounds?

I don't want to be fed during the day.

When I feed you at night from now on, won't you also look shy and unwilling?

Just trying to find a balance in advance!

After chatting and joking for a while, Song Shihui went to the front desk and bought a few bottles of drinks before casually speaking.

"You went into my study yesterday?"

"Um."

"Did you write a piece of calligraphy?"

"Just writing something."

"It has to be a skill acquired from childhood, and it has to be a skill acquired by someone with exceptional talent from childhood. Anyway, I haven't seen any master under the age of forty with this level of skill. Xiaotong also started learning calligraphy in elementary school. You asked her if she's ever seen anything like it?"

Mao Xiaotong put down her chopsticks and shook her head seriously: "Not only those under forty, but I haven't seen anyone alive with this level of skill."

Wang Xiaozhou remained silent. When it comes to miracles, it's more satisfying to let others talk about them.

Song Shihui opened a drink for Wang Xiaozhou and continued to ask casually, "What about the lyrics? Did you write them yourself?"

The toes inside the shoe suddenly tightened, and Wang Xiaozhou's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he was just trying to put on a small show, or was he about to pull off something big?

I took out my phone, not caring about data charges at this point, and directly entered "Picking Mulberry Leaves, Now I Realize My Mistake" into the Baidu search bar. The webpage displayed:

Sorry, no relevant information was found.

The system kicked in, and a minor modification in a parallel world erased the entire poem!

With a somewhat stiff smile, Wang Xiaozhou forced a smile and said, "It was inspired by watching 'Empresses in the Palace,' and I just wrote it down for fun at home."

[Ding, Mao Xiaotong's favorability +3]

A hint of admiration suddenly appeared in Song Shihui's eyes, which he quickly masked: "Let's go to my place for dinner again tonight. What would you like to eat?"

Wang Xiaozhou shook his head vigorously: "No, I have to accompany Ziyi to singing practice tonight."