Many netizens knew about Si Fuqingâs enrollment in Northern State No. 1 Middle School, but it had been more than a semester, and there had been no news.
The students of Northern State No. 1 Middle School claimed they had not seen Si Fuqing in class.
Netizens summarized Si Fuqingâs schedule for the past six months and found it packed, leaving no time for studying.
This suggested that she only registered at Northern State No. 1 Middle School to get a high school diploma.
After all, her dropout was a widely discussed topic during the two years she was heavily criticized online, and the general public still perceived her as an academic failure.
Only the students who took the entrance exam with Si Fuqing knew her true abilities, but their voices were drowned out by other comments.
[Is Si Fuqing not taking the art exam route? Besides acting, all she does is play games, right?]
[Actually, not taking the art exam is a smart move. If she takes the entrance exam and scores only 300 points, it would be a joke.]
[I didnât think of that. As expected of Sang Yanqing, her methods are different.]
Learning that Si Fuqing hadnât taken the art exam surprised Song Wenhuaâs team as well.
Si Fuqingâs acting skills were far superior to other young actresses; if she took the art exam, she would dominate.
No one wanted to face her.
Students aiming for Great Xia Film Academy who were in the same year as Si Fuqing already anticipated becoming stepping stones.
But Si Fuqing didnât take the art exam at all.
âShe probably didnât take the art exam because sheâs not confident in her academic subjects. If she scored too low and didnât pass, it would only lead to ridicule,â Song Wenhuaâs agent reasonably analyzed. âWith her acting skills, even the Glenn Award would come looking for her. She truly is a genius actress.â
Song Wenhua felt a bit bitter but had to admit it was true.
She exhaled slowly, suppressing her frustration.
âAlright, the Glenn journey is over. Thereâs only half a month left for recording,â her agent comforted her. âThen you can return to school and prepare for the college entrance exam. As an art student, scoring 500 points is already considered high.â
Song Wenhua nodded lightly.
âYouâve been cast as the lead in âThe Solitary Journey,â so we canât miss this promotional opportunity,â the agent smiled. âSi Fuqing is very popular. We can use her name to promote, saying the crew didnât choose her because of her poor academic performance.â
Song Wenhua didnât like Si Fuqing.
But her agentâs suggestion was indeed feasible.
The entertainment industry was all about staying relevantâtoday youâre on top, and tomorrow someone else is. It was a constant struggle to maintain your status and popularity.
Song Wenhua raised a question, âBut how does she have so many tickets to the film festival?â
âShe won first place at the International Youth Cultural Exhibition. Although outsiders donât care, itâs a supreme honor in the art world,â the agent pondered for a moment. âThe tickets must have been given to her by the chairman of the International Art Association. Itâs a pity she doesnât know how to use them.â
If she had given the tickets to well-known actors who didnât get tickets, Si Fuqing could have exchanged them for many resources.
Song Wenhua nodded.
It seemed to be the case.
**
Online publicity and media control were always handled by Sang Yanqing, so Si Fuqing didnât need to worry.
Si Fuqing only went online when necessary; otherwise, her studio managed her daily activities.
She didnât care about the netizensâ discussions and was fully focused on driving.
However, since the Glenn Film Festival had just ended, the central district was very congested.
Yuejian was urging her to hurry up.
Si Fuqing gripped the steering wheel, muttering to herself, âRescuing a damsel in distress. If I drive fast, the boss wonât blame me.â
She pressed the accelerator, speeding up.
âScreech!â
The car tilted slightly, with only two wheels on the ground.
But the speed didnât decrease; she drove diagonally, successfully escaping the traffic jam.
The other drivers stuck in traffic were stunned.
In a Bugatti Veyron.
âThis carâ¦â The middle-aged man in the passenger seat watched the speeding sports car and finally managed to say, âCan it even be driven like that?â
The young man in the back seat saw the whole scene.
He was slightly startled, staring ahead in a daze.
âPresident Yun, did that scare you?â The middle-aged man noticed his abnormality and immediately said, âIâll ask the local traffic management department about their street safety regulations right away.â