Huayu: I really am a genuine top star.

Chapter 95 I'm the first to bid! Senior Ling Yingying! I bid 110!

The girl who ran over was wearing a burgundy spaghetti strap dress, with two thin straps hanging precariously from her fair and rounded shoulders, as if they might snap at any moment.

The dress was made of smooth silk that clung tightly to her body, perfectly outlining her curvaceous figure with its full breasts and wide hips.

Her waist was so slender, it could be grasped in one hand, and when she ran, it twisted like a water snake, supple and boneless, swaying gracefully.

The skirt was very short, barely covering the top of her thighs. Her two long legs, covered in thin black stockings, stepped out alternately, and the tender flesh on the inside of her thighs was faintly visible under the stockings, making it a vivid and breathtaking sight.

She wore a pair of black stilettos, the heels so thin and long, like nails, that they clicked loudly on the concrete floor, making one's heart tremble.

Her hair was big, wavy, and chestnut brown; it swung in the air as she ran, emitting a faint fragrance.

Just looking at that silhouette, that figure, and the rhythm of her running, Shen Li would give it a 9.5 out of 10. I'd deduct 0.5 to avoid making her arrogant.

"What's this woman doing, running like she's being chased by a dog?" Shen Li muttered to herself, but didn't think much of it and continued walking towards the library with her script in her lap.

In the east reading room on the third floor of the library, Shen Li easily found the row of seats by the window.

There weren't many people around at that time, and he immediately spotted an empty seat with several books spread out on the table, clearly occupied by someone.

I placed the script on the table, took a picture, and sent it to the client who placed the order: "The script has been delivered. Blue cover, *Thunderstorm*, with annotations and the signature 'Shu Wu' on the title page. Confirmed."

The customer replied instantly: "Yes, yes, yes! That's it! Thank you, delivery guy! I'm on my way! [heart][heart][heart]"

Shen Li replied with an "OK" and was about to leave when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure hurriedly entering the reading room.

It was that mature woman in a burgundy halter dress and black stockings who had been running like a dog chasing her on the street just now.

She was panting heavily, her chest heaving violently. The magnificent scene swayed up and down with her breath, making the eyes of several boys reading books next to her almost pop into the gaps between their pages.

He walked straight toward Shen Li, saw the script on the table, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed it.

"Thank God! We finally found it!" She breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and her two full breasts jiggled again. "I thought we'd lost it! We were counting on it for rehearsal this afternoon!"

As she spoke, she looked up at Shen Li, who was still standing there, and her peach blossom eyes, full of spring water, sized him up: "You are... the delivery guy from Flash Delivery?"

Shen Li immediately switched to "harmless junior" mode, a憨厚 smile plastered on his face: "Yes, yes, it's me. You are... Senior Shu Wu?"

Shu Wu nodded and plopped down in the chair.

The bodycon halter dress stretched even tighter with this movement, making the black stockings on her thighs slightly see-through.

She crossed her legs, her toes hooking on her high heels and swaying back and forth. The heels were thin and long, just like her eyes, carrying a slightly aggressive and seductive air.

"Thank you for your hard work." She flipped open the script, confirmed it was hers, and nodded in satisfaction. "I thought I'd been tricked into getting a massage. That lousy place smelled so good it made my brain go haywire."

Shen Li laughed: "Senior, your annotations on the script are amazing. I flipped through them on the way here and almost choked laughing."

Shu Wu raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flashing in his peach blossom eyes: "You saw it? What did you see?"

"I saw you criticize Zhou Puyuan for using 'classic old scumbag rhetoric,' and for the part about Fanyi, you said, 'It's useless to just hate, you have to make money.' And for the part about Sifeng, you said, 'Build a career.'"

Shen Li confessed honestly, her tone filled with genuine admiration, "Senior, your perspective is so insightful."

Shu Wu chuckled.

With that laugh, her body trembled violently, and the full curves of her figure, encased in her sundress, bounced wildly, causing Shen Li to quickly fix her gaze on her face.

She became interested and leaned forward slightly. The neckline of her halter top drooped naturally with this movement, revealing an even more unobstructed view of her deep, magnificent cleavage, which gleamed delicately under the light.

"Let me tell you, when I read 'Thunderstorm,' I was so angry my liver hurt. Every single one of these people is a damn drama queen. Especially Zhou Puyuan, a typical PUA master. And Zhou Ping, the epitome of a scumbag."

Shen Li nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I think so too. Especially Zhou Ping, who abandoned Fan Yi after starting a relationship, and didn't dare to take responsibility for Si Feng, deceiving both of them. When I was reading it, I wanted to rush in and slap them both across the face."

Shu Wu's eyes lit up, as if she had found a kindred spirit: "Right, right! You think so too!"

In her excitement, she reached out and slapped Shen Li's arm.

The force was considerable; Shen Li felt her arm almost go numb from the blow.

But that hand was soft and boneless, warm to the touch, with nails painted a glossy burgundy that matched the color of her dress.

"Junior, you have a bright future."

Shu Wu withdrew her hand, leaned back, crossed her legs, and dangled her high heels back and forth, her eyes filled with admiration. "What department are you in? What's your name?"

"Shen Li, a freshman in the Performing Arts Department. Li as in 'grain'."

"A performing arts major?" Shu Wu's lips curled into a smile. "No wonder, he's not bad looking."

She glanced at her phone. "Okay, I've confirmed receipt. Thanks, Shen Li. If we ever need someone to fill in for a scene during rehearsals, I'll contact you."

"Alright, Senior Sister Shu Wu, please feel free to ask." Shen Li nodded obediently, but in her mind, she was labeling this older sister:

Shu Wu, Performing Arts major, grade unknown (looks like a sophomore or junior), SSR+ figure, wearing a burgundy halter dress, black stockings, long legs, and a curvy figure with a full bust and buttocks.

A straightforward, fiery, and sharp-tongued individual who can glean a "manual for avoiding jerks" from reading "Thunderstorm." Potential clients or "performance partners" for "LiLiRun."

Coping strategy: Smooth things over, praise her annotations, and join her in cursing the scumbag.

As Shen Li walked out of the reading room, she felt a surge of joy.

I easily made it to 25 yuan and even met an interesting senior. This Shu Wu is a bit like Ling Yingying; they're both the fiery and straightforward type, but Ling Yingying is like a seductive "little Daji," while Shu Wu is like a bold "big sister."

Just as I was lost in thought, my phone vibrated. It was a message from Dai Xiao in the 512 dormitory group chat:

"The bidding feature V1.0 beta version has been deployed. The test link has been provided. Currently, the 'Star Delivery Drivers' who can participate in the bidding are:"

Ling Yingying (chat companion/errand runner), Song Qian (director/instructor), Yun Yiyi (vocal coach), Lan Xiu (broadcasting coach). Starting bids are 100/200/180/200 respectively. Co-founders are requested to test the game and report any bugs.

Below is a screenshot of the bidding page. The interface looks quite professional, with each "celebrity errand runner" having a profile picture, bio, starting price, current highest bid, and a countdown timer.

Jingyang replied instantly:

"Holy crap! Xiao Ge is awesome! I'll bid first! Senior Ling Yingying! I'll bid 110!"