The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul
Chapter 100 - 99. Orders that have skyrocketed

Chapter 100: 99. Orders that have skyrocketed

"Don’t bother, class president. Since you know the exam is coming up, do you really think looking at the textbook a couple more times will improve your scores by a few points?"

"Are you quite confident?"

"Obviously, the class president has taken a leading role."

The implication was clear, since you’re so confident, why wouldn’t the others be?

"The big star should probably care about her image. If gossipy talk got out, wouldn’t that ruin the character of Lin Yiyi you’ve built up?"

"I thought you, as the class president, would’ve realized by now that I don’t maintain Lin Yiyi’s persona in public?"

Tang Shu sat at her desk calmly, taking the verbal attack in stride.

Zhao Haixue, standing in front of the three of them, once again felt that commanding presence from above.

Damn it, this Tang Shu really isn’t someone to trifle with.

"You... you’d better hope you pass this exam. If you drag our class average down, don’t blame me."

"Wait and see."

Zhao Haixue huffed again and walked away proudly with her chin up.

Now, even the usually easygoing Ye Xiaohui couldn’t stand it and muttered through clenched teeth.

"Shushu, how sure are you that you can outperform her?"

This class president really needed a lesson.

"Ninety percent?"

"Good, if you don’t completely crush her, don’t even think about entering our dorm again!"

"???"

Why are you so irritable too?

As the two teachers entered the amphitheater, the midterm exam officially began.

***

The two-day midterm exams seemed to have zapped most of the students’ energy.

After finishing the last subject on Thursday evening, everyone breathed a huge sigh of relief.

"Shushu, let’s go out to eat, I need to let off some steam!"

"Let me remind you, we have a full day of off-campus practice tomorrow, that’s the real deal!"

"Ugh, Xiaohui, you sure know how to kill the mood. We haven’t had a dorm dinner together yet!"

Since the number of girls in the Traditional Chinese Medicine major wasn’t a multiple of four, their dormitory for four had always had an empty bed.

And because Tang Shu’s role as an actress required her to be on set every weekend, she had perfectly missed all chances for gatherings.

"Is there a tradition of having dorm dinners?"

"Of course! It’s a must!"

"So shall we go out to eat today?"

"Oh yeah~~~~"

Cheng Ranran jumped up excitedly on the spot.

After reaching a consensus, the three of them left the school and quickly found a local beef and mutton hot pot restaurant nearby, ordering a table full of dishes to dig in.

Tang Shu turned on her phone, which had been off for the whole afternoon, and saw that there were five or six missed calls on the screen.

"You guys eat first, I’m going to make a call."

After excusing herself, Tang Shu found a quiet spot to call President Wang from the Porcelain Factory.

He seemed to have been waiting by the phone because he answered right away.

"Miss Tang, you finally picked up!"

"President Wang, did you need something?"

"I have good news. Ever since you posted that link to your video, orders have been coming in for the past three days, and we’ve now sold 160,000 units!"

President Wang had had some hopes for the shopping link on the short video platform, but he hadn’t expected this volume of orders. Both the Porcelain Factory and their processors had been working overtime to keep up with production.

He hadn’t had a good night’s sleep for two days now.

But... he had to admit, the thrill of watching orders skyrocket was addictively satisfying—at least his bonus was visibly increasing at a rapid rate.