Upon closer inspection, it was that group of students who had turned traitors at the critical moment!
"You little bastards, you’re not welcome here, get out!" Sun Nanjue had nothing but contempt for those who sell their honor for petty gains.
"Master Sun, please give us another chance; we know we were wrong. Master Sun, we beg you, we’ll never dare do it again."
"Master Sun, we were too naive, and that’s why we got tricked by Song Xiaoxin; we’re truly regretful."
"Master Sun, for the sake of our old teacher, could you please give us one more chance?"
The students one by one begged piteously of Sun Nanjue, pleading for another opportunity.
Sun Nanjue chuckled and said, "What’s become of you all? Didn’t Song Xiaoxin offer you a high salary to poach you? A good horse doesn’t come back to the same pasture; don’t you even understand this simple logic?"
"Master, Song Xiaoxin never really wanted to promote us, she just wanted to use us to strike at Heng Kong Entertainment. She’s just made it clear, even though she has offered us a decent annual salary, we’ll never have a day in the limelight because she—"
"Because she looks down on those who betray their bosses, right? You thoroughly deserve it!" Feng Aiai retorted angrily to those students, "I warned you not to betray your principles for money. How did you mock me then? Saying I was self-righteous? Saying I was foolish? Ha..." This text is hosted at novel•fire.net
"Feng Aiai, put in a good word for us, will you? We’re all classmates; we were just muddled for a moment when we—"
"Enough!" Feng Aiai immediately rejected them, "I don’t have classmates like you; it’s embarrassing just to speak of you."
"Well said!" Sun Nanjue pointed at the students, "I don’t have disciples like you either; it’s embarrassing just to speak of you, get out!"
Seeing this, the students quickly scampered away, one after another.
Sun Nanjue laughed heartily and turned to Feng Aiai, "Looking at you now reminds me of myself back in the day. When I first started out, I signed a five-year contract with Bai Qin Entertainment. Later, another company noticed my talent and offered a sky-high price to poach me, but I turned them down. You need to realize, that was a salary ten times bigger!"
"Heh, Master Sun, I’ve long heard about your story. Not to hide it from you, my idol isn’t one of those poster-covered singers or movie stars; actually, I have only one idol..."
Feng Aiai hadn’t finished speaking when she suddenly saw Ou Linlin push open the glass door and walk out, "Oh, you’re here. An Zhe has been looking everywhere for you. The leaders from Jin City Cable TV want to talk to you about something."
"Alright, where are they?" Sun Nanjue swayed to his feet and walked inside.
Ou Linlin glanced at the graceful Feng Aiai and said, "Everyone’s inside playing games, why are you standing out here alone? Come in, it’s windy out."
"Okay, I know, thank you for your concern, Sister Linlin. I’ll go back in a while."
"Hurry up, our group has added a big game bonus package for the staff on the spot; you have to pass levels in the game to receive it," Ou Linlin said before she, too, went inside.
Feng Aiai turned to look at the colorful neon lights of the night outside the hotel, pulled out a somewhat worn little notebook from her pocket, and flipped to the first page. There was a signature, her favorite handwriting...