Filming, Teaching He Dayou a Lesson (Repaying 3 monthly ticket Debts)
Several days after the Martial Arts Competition ended, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen finally landed an advertisement—a group commercial featuring competition contestants.
As they walked along the road, Zhang Yu could not help asking, "Did you hear what Song Hailong said yesterday? Why did he, a mere third-place finisher, get a personal advertisement, while we only got a group shoot?"
Bai Zhenzhen curled her lip and said, "I asked around. The rough reason is... school has already been in session for half a year, and in another half year, we'll be second-years."
"They're afraid we'll collapse, so nobody wants us for personal advertisements."
Zhang Yu found her answer utterly baffling. "Collapse? How could we possibly collapse? Are they worried we'll mess around with fans?"
Bai Zhenzhen shot Zhang Yu a sidelong glance and said as if it were only natural, "What nonsense are you talking about? Messing around with fans barely counts as a collapse. They're worried our grades will nosedive once we enter our second year. After all, we're poor."
Zhang Yu understood in an instant. For Kunxu top students, collapsing meant their grades falling. Fair enough.
But then he grew angry again. "Do poor people have to collapse in their second year?"
"We're already poor enough, yet it's somehow harder for us to make money than rich people like Song Hailong. He can get personal advertisements, but we can't."
"Oh, right. Then why did they ask us to shoot a group advertisement? Aren't they afraid we'll collapse?"
Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu as though he were an idiot. "Are you stupid? If we collapse in a group advertisement, they can just cut us out."
More than half an hour later, the two arrived at a studio