Actors start from the college entrance examination

Chapter 2 The script is a bit different
"Really?" Su Ze didn't expect a turnaround, and asked eagerly, "You agree?"

"Listen to me first." Seeing that Su Minghua still wanted to object, Qin Jinfeng said first: "We can stop his decision today, but in the future we will definitely regret it for life, believe it or not?"

Su Minghua opened his mouth, and seeing Su Ze's dead duck on the shelves, he could only sigh and say, "Go ahead."

Qin Jinfeng pulled Su Ze to the desk, walked to her husband by herself, and said with a serious face: "You are already an adult, you have your own decisions and dreams, and as a parent, you should support them."

"One year!"

"We agreed to give you a year to work hard to pursue your so-called dream!"

Su Ze was a little confused: "What do you mean?"

"If you can really be admitted to an art school next year, you should study hard to major in acting and earnestly realize your dreams. Four years in college is your time to pursue your dreams."

"But if you fail..."

"Understood!" Su Ze took a deep breath, faced his parents, and formally promised: "Re-study for another year, give up the so-called dream, and do business well to inherit the family business!"

"A gentleman's word!"

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

The scene in front of him made Su Minghua extremely bitter. Could it be that the billions I earned so hard are so hot?

Looking at the back of Su Ze leaving, Qin Jinfeng suddenly smiled and said, "Listen to me, right?"

"Hmph, what's there to be happy about? It's not about being admitted to some art school." Su Minghua regained his composure, and said dissatisfiedly, "It's just a waste of a year."

"Forget it, your son has the same temper as someone." Qin Jinfeng picked up the cold ginseng tea and joked, "The stones in the latrine are smelly and hard!"

"Hey, that's it." Su Minghua didn't know this, he felt sorry for the parents all over the world, if he wasn't afraid that his son would complain about him for the rest of his life, why waste his time acting in this drama.

"Okay, okay, it's just a year of re-study." Qin Jinfeng comforted: "I've heard that the threshold for Beijing Film Academy of Chinese Opera is very high. Last year, more than 3 people took the exam and only [-] were recruited."

"A dream is a dream. No matter how good our son is, he can't compete with others. He was born in a junior high school. What else can he say when he fails the exam?"

Su Minghua shook his head and stood up. This result was planned long ago. In fact, he didn't really think that the so-called art colleges were so easy to get into.

Of course, small tricks are indispensable, and the little bastard will be forced to apply for the Beijing Film Academy of China, hum!
After hesitating for a moment, he still opened his mouth and said, "Inquire about where the best art training class is."

"You!" Qin Jinfeng scolded with a smile: "The mouth of the knife is tofu."

"Don't worry, it's been arranged a long time ago. I heard that many of the teachers here are graduates of Beijing Film Academy of Chinese Opera. Last year, two candidates were sent in. I'll go and see for myself tomorrow."

Seeing his wife going out, Su Minghua heaved a long sigh. Knowing his son is like a father. Although he scolded him, he watched his son fail as a father...

"Ginger is still old and spicy." Su Ze shook his head helplessly when he came to the room and slowly recalled it. He was still too young to make himself a military order simply by aggression.

Thinking about the pocket money I have accumulated in the past two years, eight or nine million yuan should be able to find a good teacher, right?
Looking at the movie materials in the room, recalling my childhood dream, I said to myself: "I will not give up!"

"Sensed strong emotional fluctuations, the actor training system is starting..."

"Lock the host!"

Before Su Ze could react, there was a sudden severe pain in his head, as if something had been forced into it.

But in the next second, the pain disappeared instantly, as if nothing happened?
"This is the end?" Su Ze came back to his senses, his face full of confusion. As a good young man who has been tortured by the Internet, he has never dreamed of old grandpas, systems, main gods, templates, and illusions, but...

You, this system is not working.

Seconds!
Taking a deep breath, concentrating, his eyes blurred, his soul seemed to be pulled away, and he came to an inexplicable space in an instant.

"Actor Training System Launched"

"Host identity lock"

"Do you want to start the training course?"

"Is it so simple and straightforward?" Su Ze looked at the empty so-called space, where is the towering and majestic ancient gate?

What about the shocking Kowloon coffin?

Where is the peerless powerhouse who overwhelmed the world?

At least let's have an all-powerful narrator, Miss Sister!
"Is the system there?"

"Do you want to start the training course?"

"Goldfinger, may I ask for my novice tutorial?"

"Do you want to start the training course?"

"Gift pack for beginners? Entry lottery?"

"Do you want to start the training course?"

"You!" After countless temptations, I finally couldn't help but want to scold my mother, and instantly remembered a book I read. Some unscrupulous systems will explode themselves?
"Start training!" Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, I will fight you!

"Since the host's acting skills are too low, you must start from the introductory course, and pass the examination only when you reach 90.00% each time."

"The first course is being unlocked"

"First Lesson in Acting Without Objects"

"Make dumplings!"

As soon as the voice fell, the originally empty space changed instantly, and a table and chair appeared in front of Su Ze, flour, basin, rolling pin, kitchen knife, chopping board...

And a pot full of minced meat?
"It's really leek stuffing!" Su Ze picked up the chopsticks, sniffed them, and cursed: "Didn't you say there is no real performance?"

"Since the host has not yet mastered this skill, please master it first before performing the non-physical performance."

"The three-hour countdown begins!"

Su Ze: "..."

5 minutes... 10 minutes... two 10 minutes...

"Forget it!" Su Ze petrified, and finally realized what it means to be unable to pinch a thigh with an arm, so he could only silently enjoy the protagonist's first training, the legendary...

Make dumplings!
"time's up!"

"Rated 39!"

"The host is not proficient in the skills, please continue to work hard!"

Su Ze looked at all kinds of strange-shaped so-called noodles on the chopping board, and felt the trembling hands for three hours. He picked up the kitchen knife and said angrily, "#@%￥&*%￥#"

After cursing until he was out of breath, he finally heard a system boosting voice: "Does the host continue to master this skill?"

(End of this chapter)