Huayu: I really am a genuine top star.

Chapter 100 exudes an aura of "I am too noble for ordinary people."

The bra was still made of very little fabric, tightly wrapping around the full and firm curves of the chest. Even before the sweat appeared, the elastic and textured outline was already clearly visible in the morning light.

She wore black high-waisted yoga pants that accentuated her waist and hip curves, revealing her round and perky buttocks.

Seeing Shen Li, she smiled slightly: "You're here? Let's start with a 5-kilometer warm-up run, then frog jumps, 50-meter shuttle runs, five sets."

Shen Li's legs went weak.

"Sister Fang Ying, five groups? I checked yesterday, beginners are advised to start with two groups..."

"You're not a newbie," Fang Ying interrupted him, her eyes cold and beautiful. "You've been training for almost two weeks now. Two weeks is enough time to go from a raw recruit to a private. A private should train to the standards of a private."

Shen Li: "..." What kind of twisted logic is this?

But Fang Ying's gaze was like a scalpel, piercing him and sending chills down his spine. Gritting his teeth, he joined the group for warm-up runs.

After running five kilometers, Shen Li was panting heavily. But the real nightmare was just beginning.

leapfrog.

Fifty meters turnaround, five groups.

After finishing the first set of jumps, Shen Li felt as if her thighs were filled with lead, both sore and swollen. After finishing the second set, her thighs started shaking like a leaf.

The third group jumped halfway and then collapsed to the ground, panting heavily like a fish that had been pulled ashore.

Fang Ying walked over and squatted down next to him. The neckline of her sports bra drooped naturally, exposing her magnificent figure to Shen Li without reservation.

Sweat slid down his collarbone, dripping into the deep, unfathomable cleavage, glistening in the morning light.

"Get up. There are still two and a half sets left." Her voice was as calm as if she were saying, "The weather is nice today."

Shen Li lay on the ground, "Sister Fang Ying... I... I really can't go on..."

"Whether it works or not isn't up to you." Fang Ying stood up, looking down at Shen Li. "It's up to your muscles. Your muscles haven't given up yet; you're the one giving up for them."

She reached out her hand. It was a long, strong hand, the palm slightly sweaty. Shen Li gritted her teeth and grabbed it.

Fang Ying yanked him up from the ground. The force was so great that it almost sent Shen Li flying.

"continue."

Shen Li took a deep breath, crouched down, and jumped. Crouched down, and jumped. Crouched down, and jumped...

After finishing the fifth set of jumps, he collapsed to the ground, feeling as if his legs no longer belonged to him.

The muscles in my thighs were twitching uncontrollably, like a bunch of little rabbits dancing under my skin.

Fang Ying squatted down and reached out to press Shen Li's thigh.

Warm and strong hands; even through the thin athletic shorts, the temperature and pressure of the palms were clearly felt. Shen Li grimaced as she was pressed down.

"Not bad. Muscle response is normal." Fang Ying stood up. "Let's continue tomorrow."

Shen Li lay on the ground, watching the sky change from gray to light blue, feeling as if she had gone through a life-or-death ordeal.

Strangely, a strange sense of accomplishment welled up inside me. I actually finished all five sets of frog jumps. Although the last few jumps were like a tortoise crawling, I finished them all.

As Fang Ying left, she glanced back and a slight smile played on her lips: "You've improved. See you tomorrow."

After saying that, she tossed her high ponytail and walked away. Her back view showed broad shoulders, a slim waist, and a shapely bottom; the muscle lines were smooth and beautiful in the morning light, exuding power and explosiveness.

As Shen Li lay on the grass watching them go, the resentment of being "abused" in her heart was inexplicably replaced by a sense of satisfaction that was hard to define.

After eating a cramming-style muscle-building breakfast at the cafeteria, Shen Li dragged her exhausted body back to the dormitory and lay down for half an hour.

Then I got up, washed my face, changed into clean clothes, and prepared to attend today's "main event"... a basic acting class.

Teacher Yan mentioned in the group chat today that we would be doing a "character observation exercise".

Each person should observe a stranger in their daily life and then imitate them in class. The more similar their demeanor, actions, and speech habits are, the better.

Throughout the journey, Shen Li pondered who she should imitate.

Countless options flashed through his mind: the cafeteria lady serving food? The librarian? Those eccentric customers on the delivery app? Or...?

Just then, he arrived at the entrance of the teaching building. A black Porsche Cayenne screeched to a halt at the entrance, and as soon as the door opened, a long, beautiful leg covered in black stockings emerged.

Those legs were straight and long, with smooth and beautiful calf lines, slender and delicate ankles, and she wore a pair of black stilettos with red soles. Then, she gracefully stepped out of the car.

It's Lanxiu.

Today, the deputy director of the external relations department wore a white silk shirt with an exquisite bow at the collar. The shirt was made of thin, close-fitting fabric, which clearly outlined the full and firm curves of her chest.

The shirt was tucked into a black pencil skirt that was so tight it accentuated her round, pert buttocks.

The skirt hem reached above the knee, and her two long legs, encased in black stockings, gleamed alluringly in the morning light.

Her hair was styled in an updo, revealing a smooth forehead and a graceful swan neck. Her makeup was exquisite, with bright red lips and a cold, aloof gaze that carried a hint of condescending scrutiny.

Carrying a limited-edition tote bag, she stood there radiating glamour and wealth, looking every bit like an elite female villain straight out of a workplace drama.

Shen Li's eyes darted around.

Character observation practice? There's already plenty of material here!

He immediately switched to "observation mode," his eyes like cameras, recording every move and smile of Lanxiu into his mind.

After Lanxiu got out of the car, she didn't rush to leave. Standing at the car door, she first straightened her shirt collar, a gesture that was elegant yet slightly deliberate.

Then she took a lipstick out of her bag and touched up her makeup in front of the car window. She pursed her lips, making sure it was perfect, before putting the lipstick away. Throughout the entire process, she seemed oblivious to everyone around her, exuding a powerful aura.

Then, she walked into the teaching building in her high heels, her steps unhurried, her waist swaying gently, her hips moving naturally with her movements.

Her shapely buttocks, accentuated by the bodycon skirt, swayed gracefully with each step, her long legs encased in black stockings moving rhythmically. Boys and girls passing by glanced at her, but she remained unmoved, as if everyone were invisible.

Shen Li followed behind, taking in everything. She clicked her tongue in amazement.

This senior, Lanxiu, truly embodies the phrase "cold and aloof queen." Every movement, every glance, exudes an aura that says, "I am noble, and mortals are not worthy of me."

He suddenly had a bold idea. Today's character observation exercise would be to imitate Lan Xiu.

Once in the classroom, Shen Li found a corner to sit down and began to replay Lan Xiu's every move in her mind.

In the afternoon, we had a basic performance class.

Ms. Yan walked into the classroom on time. Today she was wearing a fitted black knit top with a perfectly placed V-neck, revealing her delicate collarbone and a hint of cleavage.

She wore gray suit trousers with straight legs, which made her legs appear long and straight. She had a capable demeanor and sharp eyes.

"Today's lesson is a character observation exercise."