Ms. Tan Is The Real Boss

During the break, Zhuang Liu sneaked a peek at the script he had written and realized he hadn’t accomplished a single thing he planned. If things continued this way, his script would be wasted.

Actually, what he wrote wasn’t entirely a script, but more of a dating plan, except this time the date was being recorded.

He planned to turn this date into a video to show at their wedding, and they could also watch it when they were old to reminiscence about the good old times.

“Tan Rou, let’s head to the classroom next,” Zhuang Liu decided to seize the final opportunity, as if they did not follow his plan now, he wouldn’t have accomplished anything today, which was very unusual for him.

Tan Rou guessed that Zhuang Liu was going to follow his script. She had known all along that Zhuang Liu had arranged a script, but since Zhuang Liu wouldn’t admit it, she pretended there was no script.

“Sure,” Tan Rou said with a smile, “I’m quite tired from running around. It would be nice to rest in a classroom.”

Zhuang Liu was delighted. “I’ll ask where Second Brother and the rest are to see if they have actors we can borrow. After all, it wouldn’t make sense for our classroom to only have two students; we need a teacher and classmates too.”

Tan Rou quietly watched him perform. “If you want a teacher and classmates, you might as well find a classroom with fewer people and join a class. It’s common for students to sit in on classes at college. As long as we enter before the class starts, the teacher won’t kick us out.”

Zhuang Liu seemed to snap out of a daze; why hadn’t he thought of that? Anyway, their video wasn’t going to leak, so there was no need to pretend; they just needed to film normally.

Later, he could tell the cameraperson to use a small camera to secretly take pictures of them, just as long as the teacher didn’t notice.

“I’ve given it some thought and decided not to bother Second Brother and the others after all. They are probably busy with their own filming. So, we’ll just find a classroom to film in,” Zhuang Liu swiftly changed the plan. “Which classroom should we go to now?”

Tan Rou knew quite a bit about the courses her juniors and sophomores were taking, so she suggested attending a sophomore class; she knew a junior who had a moral education class at four o’clock that afternoon which they could sit in on.

“There are twenty minutes left until four o’clock; let’s go now, and we should still have about ten minutes left,” Tan Rou looked at the crew and said, “Since we’re filming at a teacher’s location, we need to first ask for the teacher and the students’ permission. If they agree, we can continue filming. If they don’t, you’ll have to put the camera away.”

Zhuang Liu originally planned to film covertly, but since Tan Rou mentioned alerting the teacher, he had to follow through.

The moral education teacher for this class was a woman in her thirties who also followed dramas and knew that some TV shows were filmed on location, so she quickly agreed to their request.

The students were also very excited because they had a chance to be on TV. When the TV show aired, they planned to stay glued to the screen to quickly spot their appearances.

Unfortunately, their hopes were going to be dashed because Zhuang Liu had no intention of including them in the video. He planned to have the editor blur out the other people in the video as much as possible to avoid showing their faces.

When the class started, Tan Rou saw the topic on the blackboard and suddenly regretted choosing this class because it was a debate class with the topic, “Should college students date during university?”

Seeing the topic, Zhuang Liu thought it was rather silly—why couldn’t college students date?

But it didn’t matter much since they were here to shoot a video, and the teacher wouldn’t involve them in the debate.

“Now, we will draw lots to decide the debaters. I will randomly select eight students to come up and participate, and I hope everyone performs well,” said the teacher cheerfully.