The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 801 - 800. It must be blue.

"First of all, what’s going on here? Is nobody attending class?"

Tang Shu saw so many students present on campus for the first time, with a dense crowd of people darting all over the little square, the noise of their frolicking rising above the snow’s low visibility, still feeling the unsurpassable population advantage of the Eastern Country.

Amazing, isn’t it?~~~ If Damo had so many people back then, would they have needed to go to war with the neighboring country? Just announcing the number of people could send the enemy into a panic!

Cheng Ranran ignored her look of wonder, her facial expression even more curious than Tang Shu’s arrival.

"Ah, Shushu, did you miss the class group notification again? This snowstorm is blocking traffic, a lot of students who went home for the weekend can’t make it back, and it seems not all professors are available, so all classes for today have been cancelled!"

So, the perfect day should start with a snowball fight!

Ye Xiaohui and Cheng Ranran exchanged glances, bending over in unison to scoop up a pile of snow, aiming straight for Tang Shu’s neck.

Tang Shu: "!!!"

She felt a deep malice from her two "plastic" besties.

"Ow—Xiao Shushu, how could you throw so accurately?"

"She’s basically a walking cheat code, why do you think I teamed up with you?"

In the campus, as Cheng Ranran’s exclamations echoed, Ye Xiaohui’s voice followed suit.

A one-on-two battle had already begun.

Every student at the Medical College had gone berserk, even those from every major school in the capital were in a frenzy, with a snowball fight scene playing out in nearly every campus.

For the first time, Tang Shu saw the terrifying power of an oversized mischievous kid in action—when they go wild, it can be truly frightening!

After the trio frolicked for over an hour, their bodies covered in snowflakes and their little faces red from excessive exercise, radiating with a healthy glow.

"Let’s go, get changed in the dorm first, then we can head straight to the cafeteria for food!"

"I miss the xiaolongbao from the second-floor flavor restaurant, if only I could have a bowl of preserved egg and lean pork congee too~~~"

"I still miss the taste of knife-cut noodles..."

Passing through the little square not far from the school entrance to reach a small grove, they hadn’t walked a few steps when they were surprised to see several white bone skeletons hanging from the trees.

"Holy shit! You scared the hell out of me, who the heck did this?!"

A male voice came from ahead, roaring with the vigor of a hero from Liangshan.

Tang Shu and the other two also stopped at the edge of the grove, shocked by the scene before them.

No other, really too imaginative.

Aside from the four or five bone skeletons hanging from the trees, there were also several white figures "sitting" against the trunks. It’s worth noting that these figures had full internal organs - hearts, livers, lungs - almost to scale, crafted and firmly placed in the abdomen of the figures.

"Blech~~~Luckily the snow is white, if there were color, someone would literally be scared to death—"

"Hiss— I’m a bit overwhelmed even with the white, this is the most creative snowman I’ve ever seen!"

"Definitely could win the annual best, grand prize!"

"Damn it, it must be those bastards from the clinical department, where are they, come out!"

"You’re doing wrong! Is this how you repay your professors? If a teacher comes by tonight, aren’t they going to be scared to death—"

"Forget everything else, I just want to know how those hanging skeletons were made, why haven’t they fallen off? This is unscientific!"

Answers came quickly.

As the top students of the Medical College, after the initial shock had passed, they completely lost any fear of being startled and went forward to study these unique snowmen.

"Fuck, there’s actually wire inside holding it together? Works perfectly as a frame!"

"Great idea, I’m going to make one too, and put clothes on it!"

"What about lighting a lantern next to it at night?"

"It has to be blue!"

Tang Shu: "..."

Forgive her, being from ancient times, for not quite understanding her classmates’ highly creative trains of thought.

Cheng Ranran tilted her little head in thought after the initial shock, "Speaking of which, could our traditional medicine department build a snowman shaped like a chubby Ginseng baby?"

"???"

So, is Herbs all that our traditional medicine department has to be proud of?

***

Snow days are absolutely the most popular TOP rank for kids behaving like little bears.

But for some office workers, it’s quite unpleasant. When hordes of commuters struggle through public transport and subways, enduring traffic jams like the 81 trials to reach the office, nearly everyone will inevitably curse the quintessence of our national heritage.

"This damn weather again, how am I supposed to go out and visit clients?"

"Screwed, the clients I had an appointment with probably won’t go out today—"

"There’s a saying in the recruitment industry: ’Wind cuts in half, rain means none,’ and it looks like today’s going to be another day with nothing, whine~~~"

"The boss’s private car must be stuck in traffic, another meeting that can’t start on time..."

Complaints aside, everyone still tries to console themselves with positive thoughts, at least they don’t have to brave the cold and snow outside today, simply ordering takeout will do.

"How about rice noodles for lunch?"

"I’m sick of covered rice dishes, let’s go for burgers and fries!"

"Snail noodles, my favorite~~~"

"Shut up!"

"..."

At lunchtime, office workers in the buildings all gather in the pantry, each with a takeout package, eating while scrolling through their phones, and before long, they discover that the entertainment industry’s renowned detective has dropped new gossip.

"The Rise of Mu Ziwei? What’s this about..."

"You mean on Weibo? I also follow this detective, and I have to say, every one of his posts is big news—"

"Holy shit, the detective updated his Weibo? Spill it, what did he post?!"

Quickly, more and more people found the Weibo post, clicking on it with unprecedented curiosity, growing more shocked as they read on, until the delicious food in front of them lost all its appeal.

"Mu Ziwei actually signed an illegal contract? And not just once? Fuck, is this for real?!"

"No way? That’s the same principle as tax evasion, I doubt the truth of this!"

"The news is from the detective; it’s mostly true, and there are photos under the textual description, let me see... Fuck, these are actual photos of the contract?!"

"Spit—That thing can’t be obtained unless you’re an insider, could it be Photoshopped?"

"Unlikely, if it was Photoshopped, then the detective would be facing a court subpoena later on."

Now no one is eating anymore, they all open their phones to check out the detective’s original Weibo post, studying the contract photos one by one.