"Huh?" Zhao Yuan was dumbfounded. "Why me? I don't have any talent for a performance."
The nearby Wu Yan, having overheard their entire conversation, leaned in. "Our esteemed Arts Representative, Third Brother isn't lying. He really has no talent for performing. If you make him go on stage to sing, you'll be an accessory to murder! If he actually scares a few people to death, you'll go down for instigating a crime!"
Yang Jing's expression darkened instantly. "What do you mean, 'instigating a crime'?" she snapped. "Wu Yan, if you don't know how to talk, then just shut your mouth!" She then turned back to Zhao Yuan. "I'm out of options. Our class needs to contribute three acts. We have ideas for the other two, but we've been stumped on this third one. You've been really popular around campus lately, making quite a name for yourself. If you get up on stage and just strike a few poses, I'm sure you'll draw a ton of attention and applause. That's the teen idol effect!"
