Huayu: I really am a genuine top star.

Chapter 105 Cannon Fodder-Level Show-Off, Boasting Without Thinking

She was wearing a fluorescent pink sports bra with very little fabric; the two thin straps barely clung to her fair, rounded shoulders, seemingly on the verge of snapping.

The bra tightly hugged her ample, voluptuous breasts, which trembled slightly as she stood on tiptoe to look out the window, making one's eyes water.

Her lower body was clad in black high-waisted yoga pants, which accentuated her stunning waist and hip curves... Her waist was so slender that it could be grasped in one hand, and it was as soft as if it had no bones; her buttocks were so round and perky that they were breathtaking.

Her two long, straight legs were slender and had smooth, firm muscle lines. Against the strong contrast of fluorescent pink and black, they were so white they seemed to reflect light.

She wore a neat high ponytail, revealing a smooth, full forehead and a beautiful jawline. Her features were strikingly beautiful, with thick eyebrows, large eyes, a high nose bridge, and full, moist lips.

She was complaining to her girlfriend next to her, "I'm starving! This line is like a snake, when will it ever end?" Her voice was sweet and coquettish, making the bones of several boys around her melt.

Shen Li mentally gave this person a score:

Nine out of ten for looks, ten out of ten for figure (I'm deducting one point so she doesn't get arrogant), eight out of ten for voice, overall rating...femme fatale.

Undoubtedly a dance major; the muscle definition and physique are something only a trained professional could achieve. Tag: Admire from afar, but don't mess with it; be careful not to strain your back.

A quick glance behind me revealed a mature, sophisticated woman standing diagonally behind me.

She was wearing a black fitted knit top with a perfectly low V-neck... not the kind that "shows you the whole world," but rather a subtle, alluring look that you can imagine.

Her delicate collarbone and a deep, alluring cleavage were exposed. The knitted sweater was so thin it was almost invisible, clinging tightly to her body and outlining her curvaceous figure in every detail.

She wore a tight-fitting leather skirt that accentuated her round, perky buttocks. As she walked, the skirt swayed, her hips undulating gracefully, exuding charm and allure.

She wore a pair of over-the-knee boots, her two long legs wrapped in black stockings stood crossed, the black stockings gleaming alluringly under the light, her ankles slender and delicate, and the boot heels thin and long.

Her hair was big, wavy, chestnut brown, and cascaded over her shoulders. She wore exquisite makeup, with bright red lips, slightly upturned eyeliner, and a languid gaze that carried a hint of aloofness, as if to say, "I am too noble for mortals."

He was engrossed in scrolling through his phone, oblivious to everyone around him, as if the hungry wolves around him were nothing but air.

Shen Li's eyes almost fell into that cleavage, so she quickly recited "If the heart is pure, the sky will not fall" and forcibly pulled her gaze away.

This girl is probably a junior or senior in the performing arts department. Her aura, her figure, her captivating charm—she's practically a walking hormone generator, a walking aphrodisiac. Tags: Cold and aloof mature woman, high-risk area, only for stealing glances, never for direct eye contact.

The team moved forward half a meter. Shen Li's radar continued scanning.

On the right side of the row, there's a girl with an innocent and pure look.

She wore a white chiffon blouse with a delicate bow at the neckline, looking dignified, but her figure was too voluptuous, and the fabric at her chest was stretched bulging, with a faint gap between the buttons revealing the outline of her light pink underwear.

The shirt was tucked into a light blue denim A-line skirt, the hem of which reached above the knee, revealing a section of shapely calves covered in flesh-colored stockings.

She had a classic oval face with delicate and gentle features, and an air of scholarly refinement about her. Her skin was so fair it glowed, and so smooth it seemed to break at a touch.

He stood quietly, holding a thick book titled "An Actor Prepares," seemingly out of place amidst the chattering surroundings.

Occasionally, she would glance up at the line ahead, her eyes clear yet slightly bewildered, like a little white rabbit that had wandered into a pack of wolves.

Shen Li was amazed.

This girl is either a performance major or a broadcasting major. She's on the "pure and alluring" route... her face is innocent, but her body is seductive.

This contrast is just as lethal as the previous two. Tag: A complex mix of pure desire and malice; seemingly harmless on the surface, but harboring a deadly weapon… well, a truly dangerous one…

After waiting in line for ages, it was finally Shen Li's turn. He quickly swiped his card: "Auntie, two chicken drumsticks, please! Big ones!"

The cafeteria lady swiftly placed two large, glistening chicken drumsticks—grilled to a golden brown and crispy color, with meat as thick as a small fist—onto the plate.

She ordered another two ounces of rice and a bowl of free seaweed and egg drop soup, then found a corner to sit down.

Grab a chicken leg and take a bite... The skin makes a crisp "crunch," and the savory meat juices explode in your mouth. It's so tender that you almost swallow your tongue.

He squinted his eyes contentedly, feeling his body, which had been drained dry by Fang Ying, finally begin to recover.

This is a great location, with your back against the wall and facing the entire cafeteria. It offers a wide view and allows you to see and hear everything around you – truly the perfect seat for an "intelligence worker."

Just as Shen Li was happily eating a few bites of chicken leg, the loud chatter of several boys at the next table, like sparrows disturbed from their nest, chirped into her ears.

"Let me tell you, yesterday I went to audition for that film crew, and the director, the first thing he said to me was, 'Dude, your face is made for the big screen! What kind of domineering CEO are you playing? That's a waste of your talent! You need to play roles with depth and substance, like Al Pacino in 'The Godfather'!'"

The speaker was a boy with long bangs who was wearing a wrinkled plaid shirt.

He was as thin as a bamboo pole, yet his face carried a bold and unrestrained air, as if he were pointing out the flaws in the world and writing passionately.

His expression made it seem as if Spielberg was about to invite him to Hollywood to play the lead role.

"And then what?" asked a bespectacled straight man eagerly.

"And then?" The boy with long bangs tossed his hair, looked up at the cafeteria ceiling at a 45-degree angle, his tone carrying three parts regret, three parts disdain, and four parts "you mere mortals wouldn't understand."

"Later, I found out that their production team only invested two million. What kind of domineering CEO were they making? More like a domineering village secretary! I rejected it on the spot. Two million? What can that do? It's not even a fraction of what I could earn from a future endorsement!"

Shen Li almost choked on the chicken leg meat in her mouth.

Two million isn't even a fraction of your endorsement earnings? Dude, you're really exaggerating. Even the drivers picking up fares outside Hengdian World Studios would give you a thumbs up and say, "You're awesome!"

But seriously, two million for a domineering CEO? How poor must this production team be? What kind of car does the domineering CEO drive? A shared bicycle?

He silently labeled this "two million yuan movie star" in his mind:

This cannon fodder-level show-off, who brags without thinking, does reveal one thing... Recently, quite a few small film crews have been recruiting men everywhere.

Another guy with a buzz cut was clearly intimidated by this "domineering aura." He paused for two seconds before clearing his throat, not to be outdone: "That's nothing. Last week, I had dinner with a producer from Huayi Brothers."