Huayu: I really am a genuine top star.

Chapter 75 updated the outfit ratings for the four fairies for the day.

Shen Li breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, it wasn't a fatal bug.

Dai Xiao suddenly spoke up again: "Shen Li, I have a question."

"What's the problem?"

"The 'Grain Run' business plan doesn't clearly describe its profit model," Dai Xiao said, adjusting his glasses, his voice still flat.

"The platform takes a 15% cut, that's fine. But as the user base grows, server costs, SMS verification code costs, and customer service manpower costs will all increase accordingly. Whether the 15% cut can cover the costs needs to be carefully calculated."

Shen Li was taken aback. He hadn't really thought about these things. He had just decided on 15% on a whim and thought it was quite reasonable.

But servers cost money, SMS messages cost money, customer service costs money... He hadn't really calculated these "hidden costs" carefully.

"Brother Xiao, can you do my fortune?" Shen Li pulled up a chair and sat down next to Dai Xiao.

Dai Xiao opened an Excel spreadsheet, which was filled with densely packed numbers.

"Based on an average of 100 orders per day and an average order value of 30 yuan, the platform's daily commission is 450 yuan, and its monthly commission is 13500 yuan. Server costs, after student discounts, are approximately 200 yuan per month. SMS verification codes, at 0.05 yuan per code, with an average of 100 codes per day, cost 150 yuan per month. Customer service staff, if hired part-time, would cost approximately 2000 yuan per month. Other miscellaneous costs are approximately 500 yuan. The total monthly cost is approximately 2850 yuan."

He paused, then adjusted his glasses: "In other words, with an average of 100 orders per day, the monthly net profit is about 10650 yuan. Divided among four people, that's 2662 yuan per person. This doesn't even include taxes and fees; the final estimated net profit is just over 2000 yuan."

Shen Li remained silent. Split among four people, it's just over 2000 yuan a month. What happened to the promised business empire? This is way too little!

"Of course, this is a conservative estimate," Dai Xiao added. "If the average daily orders reach 500, the monthly net profit can exceed 5. If it reaches 1000 orders..."

"Brother Xiao," Shen Li interrupted him, "how many people are there in our school in total?"

Dai Xiao typed a few times: "The Beijing Film Academy has approximately 4500 full-time students."

4500 people. Even if each person uses "LiLiPao" once a month, with an average order value of 30, that's 4500 orders per month, or 150 orders per day. That's still far from 500 orders.

Shen Li leaned back in her chair, staring at the ceiling, her mind racing.

"That's not right." He suddenly sat up straight. "Our target users aren't just students at the Beijing Film Academy."

Dai Xiao raised an eyebrow.

"Our 'Beijing Film Academy Special Services'... roll call, seat reservation, rehearsal of lines, physical training, vocal training, directing guidance... the average price of these services far exceeds 30 yuan."

Shen Li counted on her fingers,

"Song Qian's directing instruction is 200 per hour. Yun Yiyi's vocal instruction is 180 per hour. Lan Xiu's broadcasting instruction is 200 per hour. Ling Yingying's errand service can be doubled because of the 'celebrity effect.' Chu Yao's... well, that lady probably doesn't take orders; she's just a figurehead."

He became more and more excited as he spoke:

"Moreover, the clients of these services aren't necessarily students at the Beijing Film Academy. There are so many art students in Beijing, so many young people wanting to get into the Beijing Film Academy—don't they need physical training? Don't they need vocal coaching? Don't they need directors to help them refine their sketches? We can totally open registration to users outside the school!"

Dai Xiao adjusted his glasses: "Technically, it's feasible. But involving off-campus users, the issues of qualification verification, payment compliance, and taxation will be more complicated."

"I'm not afraid of it being complicated, I'm just afraid of not making any money." Shen Li slapped her thigh.

"Brother Xiao, let's take it in two steps. In the first phase, we'll focus on cultivating the Beijing Film Academy's campus market, making the model work, and establishing the 'celebrity errand runner' brand."

The second phase will open to users outside the school, highlighting the selling point of "Beijing Film Academy top student tutoring for art exams." This is a genuine need! Many art exam candidates spend tens of thousands of yuan on tutoring classes, but the results are not as good as one hour of targeted guidance from us!

Dai Xiao was silent for a few seconds, then nodded: "The logic is sound. I can reserve a module for off-campus users in the architecture."

Shen Li stood up with a smug look on her face, feeling all the dejection she had felt earlier vanish. Indeed, talking about money was the best way to refresh her mind.

At 1:30 PM, we had a basic performance class.

Shen Li strolled into the experimental theater just in time. The moment he pushed open the door, wow, a wave of heat mixed with perfume, hairspray, and youthful hormones hit him, almost knocking him over.

The classroom was already filled with girls.

Shen Li's eyes swept over like searchlights...

Jiang Li maintained her sporty style, wearing a black tight-fitting vest with gray yoga pants.

The vest tightly hugged the full, firm curves of her chest... her shapely breasts were full of elasticity, and her abs were faintly visible under the hem of the vest.

Her yoga pants accentuated her round, firm buttocks, and her thigh muscles flowed smoothly like a cheetah's hind legs, giving her a healthy, wild beauty that screamed "I could kick you away." She was looking down at her script, her profile clean and sharp.

Yun Yiyi sat in the corner, wearing a black halter dress with a deep backless design, exposing a large expanse of her smooth, white back to the air. Her spinal groove was deeply recessed, and the contours of her shoulder blades were clear and beautiful. Her butterfly bones twitched slightly as she turned the pages of the script, as if they might take flight at any moment.

The skirt was very short, barely covering the upper thighs, and her two incredibly long legs, covered in thin black stockings, were crossed together. Her toes hooked onto black stilettos and swayed back and forth. She exuded a cold and aloof aura that said, "Keep away, but you can kneel down and look at me."

Today, Chu Yao wore a burgundy satin shirt, with the top two buttons undone, revealing glimpses of her deep, voluptuous cleavage.

She tucked the hem of her shirt into a pair of black wide-leg pants, but her figure was so good that the wide-leg pants ended up looking like they were hugging her hips, and the curves of her full buttocks were still clearly visible under the soft fabric.

Her hair was styled in an updo, revealing her smooth forehead and graceful swan neck. Two pearl earrings adorned her ears, swaying gently as she turned her head.

Her makeup was exquisite, her lips were bright red, and she was radiant with glamour. The moment she sat there, the air around her seemed to become three times more luxurious.

Xiao Zhao was wearing a pale yellow tank top today, with two thin straps hanging on her fair and rounded shoulders. The neckline was so low that it was outrageous, and her ample bosom was almost bursting out. As she turned to talk to the person in the back row, the movement made people's eyes water.

She wore a white, tight-fitting mini-skirt that accentuated her round, perky buttocks, making them look incredibly defined. Her long, white legs were crossed and positioned diagonally, reflecting the light with their whiteness.

She wore a pair of strappy sandals, her ankles were slender and delicate, and when she sat there, she looked exactly like a ripe peach, the kind that would make your face splatter with juice if you took a bite.

Shen Li mentally updated the outfit ratings for the four fairies for the day, and without stopping, headed straight for the empty seat next to Jiang Li.

The moment Xiao Zhao's gaze drifted over, he made a sharp turn, landing smoothly next to Jiang Li with a fluid and effortless movement, as if dodging a landmine.

"Good afternoon, Jiang Li." Shen Li put on an innocent smile.

Jiang Li looked up at him and nodded, "Mm."

In short, it was straightforward and efficient. Shen Li felt relieved. Being around someone who didn't waste words was so reassuring.

Teacher Yan came in right on time.