Grandma Miao looked at Shi Yanhai in confusion, staring at him for quite a long time.
The smile on Shi Yanhai's face froze. "..."
What was going on?
Was there something wrong with what he just said?
Wasn't it just very common polite small talk, words of respect for an elder?
Why did the counselor's grandmother have no reaction?
Could it be that he had misspoken?
Shi Yanhai quickly replayed everything he had said in his mind.
He really couldn't find where the problem lay!
For the life of him, Shi Yanhai never would have guessed that the problem wasn't with him at all.
Grandma Miao pointed at the people around them and asked out of the blue, "You... you're an extra too, right?"
Shi Yanhai: "???"
What kind of... question was that?
It had absolutely nothing to do with what he had just said!
However.
If one really wanted to get technical, he did count as an extra.
There wasn't anything inherently wrong with the statement; she hadn't said anything incorrect.
Shi Yanhai nodded and replied, "Yes, Grandma, you're right. I am just an extra today."
"I am the Class Monitor of your granddaughter's class!"
He emphasized it specifically!
He was just an extra today, sure, but normally he was something more!
Grandma Miao nodded, smiling as she said, "Understood, understood."
The smile on Shi Yanhai's face became exceptionally brilliant.
Just as he was preparing to say something else, Grandma Miao spoke first...
"I understand, our status is the same!"
"The director said they're providing boxed lunches today."
"I've finished filming my scenes, have you finished yours?"
Shi Yanhai: "???"
Not far away, Gao Yumin and Gou Feng were curling their toes so hard they could practically drill through the concrete road!
It was too awkward!
From Grandma Miao's reaction, everyone had more or less guessed the situation.
It seemed Grandma Miao's mental state wasn't that of a normal person.
Their great Class Monitor had finally worked up the courage to go over and suck up.
And this was the result!
For their fragile young hearts, this was absolutely a crushing blow.
Shi Yanhai looked toward Miao Haixin, seeking a reasonable explanation.
Miao Haixin, however, was very happy at the moment, still immersed in the earlier atmosphere.
Whatever Grandma said, she naturally had to go along with it.
"Right, you're right."
"Director Lin Yu said he'll provide boxed lunches in a while."
"Don't call him Director Xiao Zhang anymore, the director's name is Lin Yu."
"What director wants their name called wrong?"
"Grandma, do you still want to continue performing? You must remember the director's name!"
At the mention of continuing to perform, Grandma Miao immediately became serious.
She nodded repeatedly and said, "I won't call him wrong, I won't call him wrong."
"I'll definitely remember next time. Director Lin Yu, Director Lin Yu..."
Speaking, Grandma Miao began to repeat it constantly.
Apart from giving a silly smile, there didn't seem to be anything else Shi Yanhai could do.
The scene was becoming even more suffocating.
Gao Yumin and Gou Feng even retreated further away.
They couldn't bear to look at the Class Monitor's miserable state!
It's not scary when someone responds coldly to your flattery.
It's scary when they don't acknowledge you at all!
Leaving you hanging there, treating you like air.
Shi Yanhai's heart took a massive hit.
It was hard to imagine what exactly Lin Yu had done to leave such a deep impression on her.
He could only blame himself for being obsessed with personal feelings earlier and neglecting his "career."
[Ding!]
[Critical Hit! The Holy Son's psychological strategy has dealt a heavy blow to the leader of the Fire Sea Demon Corps!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Oh ho?
The Class Monitor really was a good person!
He ran several hundred meters specifically to deliver experience points!
Lin Yu hadn't done anything; he was making money just by lying there.
This feeling was quite comfortable.
Originally, after the last incident, Lin Yu had almost forgotten about someone like Shi Yanhai.
But the guy just wouldn't give up and insisted on barging into Lin Yu's circle.
Good, good, good.
Since he wanted to play like this, he couldn't blame Lin Yu for making a big profit!
In the following scenes, Lin Yu became the protagonist again.
While everyone was adjusting the camera positions, Lin Yu swaggered over.
"Director Lin Yu... Director Lin Yu..."
"Director Lin Yu is here!"
It had to be said.
The power of repetition was quite effective.
Grandma Miao actually got Lin Yu's name right this time.
Shi Yanhai's face turned dark. "..."
His attempt at bootlicking had failed, so he couldn't afford to engage directly with Lin Yu now.
"Class Monitor, you're just in time."
"I'll have to trouble you to look after Grandma Miao here."
"I'm going to be filming in a bit, so I might not be able to attend to her."
Lin Yu spoke up as soon as he arrived.
Shi Yanhai froze on the spot instantly. "..."
Lin Yu's move was damn ruthless!
Blocking him from both ends?
By saying this, Shi Yanhai became the one accepting a request?
Argh!
He does the work, but the credit goes to Lin Yu!
He had originally intended to come over and look after the counselor's grandmother anyway.
How did he end up becoming the one being ordered around!
The key was that after Lin Yu said this, Shi Yanhai had absolutely no choice.
Refuse and leave?
What would he become in the counselor's eyes?
Stay and take care of the elderly lady?
That was purely doing slave labor for Lin Yu!
[Ding!]
[Critical Hit! The Holy Son's strategy of killing two birds with one stone has left the leader of the Fire Sea Demon Corps completely unable to react!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Looking at the counselor's reaction again, Shi Yanhai's heart went cold.
"No need, no need. Lin Yu, you guys are short on people right now."
"Let Shi Yanhai go film with you. I can handle things here myself, no problem!"
Lin Yu patted Miao Haixin on the arm and said, "Counselor, is there any need for us to be so polite with each other?"
"Missing one extra isn't a big deal. There will be places where I need your help later, so how can Grandma be left alone?"
According to the original schedule, Miao Haixin also had a cameo role to play in a moment.
If she joined in, someone else would indeed have to look after Grandma.
The members of Lin Yu's group all had their own tasks.
Obviously, they couldn't help her.
They could only find someone among the other extras to help.
If nothing else, Miao Haixin was at least at ease choosing Shi Yanhai.
It was just that today, her identity wasn't that of a counselor, but just someone helping out.
Hearing Lin Yu's arrangement, Miao Haixin looked at Shi Yanhai apologetically.
Could Shi Yanhai fail to understand the meaning contained in her eyes?
"No problem!"
"Counselor, you guys go get busy in a bit. I'll wait here with Grandma."
Lin Yu walked over and patted Shi Yanhai on the shoulder.
He spoke quite heartily, "Sister Xin, don't you trust the Class Monitor to handle things?"
Seeing the two boys getting along so well and being so reliable, Miao Haixin couldn't help but smile, saying, "Of course I trust him!"
...
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
