They looked at Ye Tianyi with hostility, yet each wore a disdainful expression.
Mainly because there were too many rumors surrounding Ye Tianyi, too many halos of glory. Naturally, they wanted to rise by trampling on someone with even more glory—only then would it feel satisfying enough.
After more than ten minutes of performances, they all left the stage and went to change clothes.
"Thank you, thank you! Thank you all for your support!"
Yi Qiyue walked onto the stage and said with a smile.
This time, she had made a killing!
Could making money really be this easy?
In this world, the more suckers there were, the better.
"Instructor Yi Qiyue, when will there be another show?"
Someone asked.
"We'll talk about that later. Oh?"
Her beautiful eyes turned toward the group of reclusive geniuses not far away. Then Yi Qiyue leaped forward and landed before them.
"You arrived later, right?"
They nodded.
Then Yi Qiyue took out her payment QR code.
"One hundred yuan per person. Admission fee."
They were taken aback.
"Instructor Yi Qiyue, they are guests of the academy."
The vice dean looked at her and said.
Yi Qiyue said, "Even guests of the academy can't watch a performance for free. My students can't perform for free either. How unfair would that be to them?"
"Instructor Yi Qiyue has a point. It's not as though we can't afford one hundred yuan; we simply didn't know we had to pay."
A man said.
"Then scan the code."
Yi Qiyue said with a cheerful smile.
"Vice Dean, isn't Instructor Yi Qiyue being a little thoughtless?"
An instructor beside Vice Dean Zhao asked.
"No matter. It's not a bad thing, either."
After all, this was equivalent to Martial God Academy giving them a warning.
These juniors had come to