I have 6 systems, so what if I'm a little arrogant?

I went upstairs with my bags and passed by Class F. Teacher Pei was no longer in sight, but many students were sitting on the ground with their heads down, looking dejected.

If you listen carefully, you may hear sobbing.

Tang Tingyu: "......"

It's so miserable, so miserable. After the show was broadcast, I guess Mr. Pei's character as a devil mentor has become more deeply rooted in people's hearts.

But seeing these little girls crying so miserably, she felt a little bit sorry for them and decided to help them.

After delivering the meal, Tang Tingyu returned to Class F and knocked on the door politely, saying, "Can I come in?"

The cameraman who was originally planning to call it a day and go eat suddenly noticed that there was material to record, so he decided not to leave. He wanted to see what the trainees from Class A were going to do in Class F.

Zhao Yamei looked up with tears still in her eyes and saw that it was Tang Tingyu.

"Hello, what can I do for Class F?"

Tang Tingyu asked shyly, "How is your practice going? Do you need my help?"

"what?"

"help?"

"Do you want to help us?"

Several puzzled voices were heard. They didn't expect her to be so kind.

The uncle who was recording the video's eyes lit up. This Tang Tingyu was really going to stir up trouble. No matter if he came from Class A to help the trainees from Class F sincerely or had other purposes, there would definitely be no shortage of shots in the post-production editing. It was a sure-win deal no matter how you looked at it.

Tang Tingyu: "Ah, that's right. Our class A is progressing faster, and we only have two days to practice. If you have any difficulties, it's normal for everyone to help each other."

The people in Class F looked at each other, and Zhao Yamei said cautiously: "Well, could you help us break down the dance moves? Teacher Pei has taught us many times, but there are too many of us, and she can't teach everyone step by step, so..."

The more she talked, the less confident she became. After all, this was not an easy task.

"Okay, no problem." Tang Tingyu took off his coat and walked to the front of the room. He asked the system for dancing and singing skills, as well as the ability to compose music and dance. It would not be difficult to break down the dance moves, but it would still require more practice.

"Then just follow me step by step. If you have any questions, just bring them up directly. Don't be afraid to bother me."

.....

On the other side, Yu Zihan, who was taking a break in Class A, looked up at the clock and asked in confusion, "Why hasn't Tingyu come back yet? Did she go back to the dormitory for a nap?"

Fang Nian lay on the ground, and said weakly: "If I had known earlier, I would have gone back to the dormitory and lay down for a while. I'm so tired. I can't hold on in the afternoon."

Dai Qingqing was just about to go out to get a glass of water when she passed by Class F and heard Tang Tingyu patiently correcting a girl's movements.

"Don't be too stiff in your waist. It won't look good if you spin in circles like this."

"The height of the leg lift is wrong, too low, making the movement look soft and limp. Moreover, if one movement is not in place, it is easy to affect the next movement. That is how the snap is taken."

Dai Qingqing stood at the door for a long time, watching Tang Tingyu with sweat on his forehead, repeating himself tirelessly, like a tape recorder.

She suddenly remembered that she was also such a kind-hearted fool in Korea, working so hard to teach others, but in the end it was that trainee who took her place in the debut.

It's so ironic.

After finally correcting everyone, Tang Tingyu was about to leave when he heard a girl confidently say, "Tang Tingyu, can you teach me again tonight? I want to practice more and try to get promoted to Class A. If that doesn't work, Class B is fine."

"In the evening? I may not have time, let's see when the time comes." Tang Tingyu thought for a moment and did not agree immediately.

The girl frowned unhappily, "Ah? Why is that? Can't you be a good person and squeeze out some time? What if my theme song is still rated F?"

Zhao Yamei and other trainees with normal thinking patterns were stunned.

Sister, when people help you out of kindness, it’s a favor, not your duty.

"Well, we'll practice with you when the time comes. Don't disturb Tingyu. She also needs to practice." Zhao Yamei quickly tried to smooth things over.

Unexpectedly, the girl didn't buy it at all, and asked disdainfully, "You are just an F-level person, what's the point of practicing with me? You are just pretending to be rich."

Zhao Yamei: “…”

Damn, you don’t understand what I’m saying, right? Don’t force her to do it!

Dai Qingqing, who was watching the show nearby, sneered, "What kind of young lady is this? You said you would accompany me, so I will accompany you. Are you a giant baby? Or you should pay me."

The girl was scolded and said aggrievedly: "Why are you targeting me? How do you A-level trainees know the difficulties of us F-level trainees? It won't affect you if you practice less, but I can't. What's wrong with sacrificing a little of your own time to help me? Besides, wasn't it Tang Tingyu who took the initiative to come to Class F?"

After saying that, she deliberately wiped her tears towards the camera, crying so pitifully, as if she was a little white flower being bullied.

Zhao Yamei and Qiu Nana were so embarrassed that they almost scratched their toes. What kind of low-level white lotus is this? Does he think we are fools?

Dai Qingqing rolled her eyes. This was simply the real-life version of the farmer and the snake. He was helping out with good intentions, but he had to step on others to get to the top.

The guy recording the video who hadn't left yet was so excited that he could hardly hold the camera steady. It seemed like it was a good idea for him to leave later, because he could have recorded something great.

He put the camera towards the crying little Bai Lian's face. Hiss, it seemed like there were no tears, just thunder but no rain.

The palace fighting system in his mind snorted coldly, "You are so shameless to show off your skills in front of us, host, let me help you kill her!"

Tang Tingyu lowered her eyes and immediately started crying, saying according to the explanation provided by the palace fighting system: "I'm sorry, I'm not capable enough and can't help you much. Then I won't sleep tonight and will practice with you all night, okay? Don't cry first, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

The girl who had been pretending to cry for a long time but didn't shed a single tear fell silent.

Damn, I hit a wall. Tears come to my eyes. It would be a pity if I don't go on to act.

Coach, she also wants to learn this operation.

The videographer quickly turned the camera and caught a tear sliding down the corner of Tang Tingyu's eye.

The girl forced a smile, "You, you, you are like this, I suddenly feel that it is enough to have Zhao Yamei and the others practicing with me, thank you for helping us practice the dance just now."

Tang Tingyu cried so hard that her eyes were wet, and she left crying, covering her eyes.

Dai Qingqing, who didn't understand what was going on, really thought she was sad. Just as she was about to comfort her, she saw Tang Tingyu put her hand down, wipe away her tears, and go back as if nothing had happened.

Dai Qingqing: "...Are you acting too?"

"Yeah, everyone can pretend to be a green tea and white lotus." Tang Tingyu said confidently.

Dai Qingqing: I was careless. I didn't expect that the guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes can actually act. My concern was in vain.