Chapter 41

Following Li Shungui towards the practice room, Wen Zhengyou frowned as he looked at the practice schedule.

Li Shungui glanced at him and cleared his throat, "Ya."

Wen Zhengyou didn’t look up, "Mm?"

Li Shungui snatched the schedule from him, about to make a few sarcastic remarks, but then he was stunned, "Mo ya? It’s so full? Besides sleeping and eating, there’s no time left?" Wen Zhengyou smiled lightly, "Go ask your dad, he’s the one who arranged it."

Li Shungui, seeing his casual attitude, bit his lip and threw the schedule back, "I really don’t know why my dad would take you as a student. You’re so sarcastic, and the only good thing about you is your looks. Everything else is a waste."

Wen Zhengyou was taken aback, his expression strange, "Why are you so fickle? Yesterday you gave me a computer, and I even bought you a fish cake. Today you’re sarcastic and disdainful. Didn’t you understand why the president values me on the first day? Now you’re saying you ‘really don’t know’?"

Li Shungui looked up at him, "I really don’t know, so what?"

Wen Zhengyou’s face was calm, "Do as you please, just don’t bite me."

Li Shungui gritted his teeth, "But I want to bite you right now, what do you think I should do?"

Wen Zhengyou frowned and laughed, "Are you being serious? I’ve already called the president ‘teacher,’ and I plan to call you ‘senior.’ If you can’t accept reality, I’ll be speechless."

He touched his nose and muttered, "It’s like I’m competing with you for your dad."

It was better not to say it, but as soon as he did, Li Shungui immediately flared up, "You are competing with me for my dad. He never said he would take me as a student, but he took you!"

Wen Zhengyou looked surprised, "Mo? You mean the teacher never taught you?"

Li Shungui panted, and after a while, he walked forward with a cold face, "Of course he taught me, but I have my own teacher."

Wen Zhengyou understood the crux of the issue and decided to play along. He squinted his eyes and asked, "Who is it?"

Li Shungui glanced at him, "Do you know anyone? You’re just a nobody... My teacher is Hui Xing."

Wen Zhengyou laughed and scratched his head, "I’ve never heard of him."

Li Shungui shot him a disdainful look and continued walking. Wen Zhengyou was silent for a moment, then stepped forward and put his arm around Li Shungui, who frowned and shook him off.

Wen Zhengyou said, "You don’t need to be so upset. After all, many skills are passed down to men, not women. You’re a girl, so maybe the teacher thinks some things aren’t suitable for you... I guess the Hui Xing you mentioned is a woman."

Li Shungui squinted his eyes and smiled, "Sorry, my teacher Hui Xing... is a man."

Wen Zhengyou was stunned and smiled without saying anything.

Li Shungui paused and continued walking, "But to be honest, he’s not really my teacher. He just gave me some guidance. You don’t understand what a teacher means in this industry. They’re the ones who guide and teach you everything, even the trivial things in life, including social interactions and networking, and they provide you with support and help."

Wen Zhengyou waved his hand, "If that’s the case, you can rest assured. I only need my teacher to guide me in the skills of being an idol. As for the rest of life, I don’t need him to worry about it."

Li Shungui turned around and pushed him hard, "Who said I want to take care of you? Being my teacher is your good fortune! You ungrateful bastard."

Wen Zhengyou looked at Li Shungui blankly and hesitantly asked, "Are you really jealous? I said I’m not competing with you for your dad. Since he can take female students and he’s your biological father, you can go talk to him. If that doesn’t work, you can pester him until he gives in. That’s what you’re good at, right? Why are you taking it out on me?"

Li Shungui bit her lip and glared at him, "I will, so what!"

Wen Zhengyou nodded, "It’s fine, I said you can do as you please. But I’ll give you a piece of advice: control your temper. Maybe the teacher didn’t take you because of that."

He paused and frowned, "Or... is there some other difference between us?" He muttered, "I can’t figure it out," "Maybe it is," and walked past Li Shungui.

Li Shungui’s chest rose and fell, and she suddenly shouted, "Wen Zhengyou!!"

Wen Zhengyou raised an eyebrow and turned his head, "What? Hurry up, didn’t Joon Young-ssi call me?"

Li Shungui took several deep breaths and suddenly laughed. She walked forward and sized up Wen Zhengyou, shaking her head, "There is a difference, but maybe it’s because my dad feels sorry for you. Your starting point is low, and your foundation is poor. He’s afraid a regular teacher can’t train you. Just you, how can you say you have a difference with me? Anyway, I guess you won’t admit that you’re not as good as me, right?"

Wen Zhengyou was taken aback but understood her meaning. He smiled and said, "Isn’t that the difference? You’ve been practicing for five years, and you have the nerve to compare yourself with me, who hasn’t practiced a day. Just that mindset shows how far you are behind."

Li Shungui sneered, "Ya. You know I’ve been practicing for five years? What? Do you think you can surpass me?"

Wen Zhengyou shook his head, "People can’t be compared. Just like in politics, why do some people spend their whole lives as mayors, while others become ministers or presidents?"

He patted Li Shungui’s shoulder, and she coldly pushed him away. Wen Zhengyou squinted his eyes and smiled, "Keep your sense of superiority, it won’t last long. Enjoy it while you can."

Sighing and walking forward, Wen Zhengyou said softly, "There’s one more thing you can’t compare. What level is my teacher? The president of an entertainment company, a senior in the early music industry. And your teacher... never mind. Maybe Hui Xing is also a president or a senior."

Watching Wen Zhengyou walk forward, Li Shungui clenched her fists tightly and suddenly ran after him.

Wen Zhengyou heard the sound behind him, frowned, and turned to block her, "What? Are you looking for a fight again?"

But Li Shungui didn’t attack. Instead, she stepped forward and looked up at Wen Zhengyou, "Ya. From now on, let’s compete. Everything you learn, I’ll take the same classes. Isn’t it four years before debuting? Before that, if you can surpass me in any aspect, I’ll admit you have the skills."

Wen Zhengyou touched his nose and asked, "I heard idols need to master foreign languages... right?"

Li Shungui’s tone faltered, and she angrily waved her hand, "That doesn’t count. That’s something you already have."

Wen Zhengyou crossed his arms and squinted his eyes at Li Shungui, "Alright, you choose. Singing, dancing, how often should we compete? It’s too easy for me, I need a challenge."

Li Shungui opened her mouth to say something, but suddenly saw the schedule in his hand, snatched it, and ran to the president’s office. Wen Zhengyou was stunned, but soon Li Shungui came back with a smug smile, "I told my dad. From now on, I’ll follow the same schedule as you. Everything you learn, I’ll compete with you."

Wen Zhengyou was speechless, "You’re so easily accepted as a student. Why did you argue with me for so long?!"

Li Shungui’s face was a bit unnatural, and she pouted, shoving the schedule into his hand, "I... I’m just auditing the classes."

"Ha ha." Wen Zhengyou quickly turned and walked forward. But Li Shungui’s ears were sharp, and she clearly heard Wen Zhengyou’s laughter, even though she didn’t need to be that perceptive because they were so close.

"Ya!" Li Shungui ran up a few steps, jumped, and wrapped her arms around his neck, squeezing hard, "Wen Zhengyou! Were you mocking me just now?"

Wen Zhengyou bent over from the squeeze but couldn’t stop laughing, "No... no. Ha ha."

Li Shungui let go of him, squinting her eyes and looking up, "You just enjoy it. Don’t let me surpass you, or you’ll be too embarrassed to cry. Or just give up on being an idol and go home."

Wen Zhengyou tried to stop laughing, "Crying is possible, but not for me... you’ve already cried a few times, haven’t you?"

Li Shungui’s face was cold, and she squinted her eyes, pointing at Wen Zhengyou, "Ya."

Wen Zhengyou suddenly turned around, stepped forward, and looked directly into Li Shungui’s eyes, "Shungui, if you want to be with me all the time... do you like me?"

Li Shungui’s eyes widened, and she instinctively stepped back. The blinding smile and the sunlight shining through the window onto his back made his face blurry. So Li Shungui tried to touch his face, feeling the real distance and thickness. Although the force... seemed a bit too strong.

(Every day, the moment of gratitude for the rewards has arrived. Still, four familiar readers have been supporting me every day. I truly appreciate it. Yuri & Tiffany.xi, fallenone.xi, SOOYEON.xi, and Love's Reverse.xi, thank you for your encouragement.)

(P.S.: One more thing. For a year, I’ve never asked for any votes from my readers. Even for the Three Rivers, I didn’t mention it in the group. I always felt it should be voluntary, and that’s my personal view. I’m a bit shy and find it hard to express. But despite this, the readers who vote for me every day, I don’t even know who they are, but I remember and care about them. Today, something touched me deeply. The Three Rivers votes were promoted by the readers in the group. Some even went to the forum to help promote. But every time they posted, they were ignored. I felt very uncomfortable. I wonder if it’s because of my reputation. Every time I mention my previous book, I get mocked and ignored. I can’t say anything, but I want to say to the readers who genuinely support me, this book... is for you.)

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