For Duanmu Huai, the most troublesome thing after being reborn was going to school.
Especially after entering high school, there was more and more to study, but Duanmu Huai wasn't particularly interested in studying. Of course, most art school students got by without taking their grades seriously, and Duanmu Huai was no exception. Even at a school with a deviation score of 40, Duanmu Huai's grades in the Performing Arts Department were only average.
It was easy enough to understand.
Studying was for work, work was for money, and money was for living.
But here was the question: Did Duanmu Huai, who owned an agency and a film company and held controlling shares in media outlets, television stations, and websites, still need to make money?
Of course he didn't. Even if he did nothing from now on and never acted again, he could live comfortably for the rest of his life just by lying around and collecting dividends.
So Duanmu Huai decisively slacked off. What else could he do? He wasn't an academic genius, nor did he have any interest in studying things like the essence of the world.
He could earn in one year what salaried workers couldn't earn in their entire lives. What motivation did he have?
This wasn't going to work. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to slack off.
Thus, after lunch break began, Duanmu Huai quietly slipped out of the classroom.
The Performing Arts Department and General Studies Department used different teaching buildings, with a multifunctional building between them that was mainly used for club activities. This place was basically used only by students from the General Studies Department. The students in the Performing Arts Department were busy to death, so where would they find the time to join any clubs?