Actors start from the college entrance examination

Chapter 47 Why are you forcing me
"Be good!"

"You are awesome!"

The surroundings were speechless for a moment, how dare you leave the script for such a big scene?
Invincible and cool!
Su Ze is also drunk, why did no one tell me?

"The lines are so powerful." Zhang Zifeng looked at Su Ze who was not far away, and muttered to himself: "How dare you go on stage without script?"

"So strong!" On the other side, Li Landi also looked at Su Ze. He had heard that it was not easy to be the first major this year, and today he definitely lived up to his reputation.

"There is no one with this line!"

"Well, I am convinced that professionalism comes first!"

"In front of hundreds of pairs of eyes from the principal and director, I went straight out of the script, it's awesome!"

"If you don't support the wall, I will help you brother!"

"Shout a wave of 666!"

Feeling all kinds of gazes around him, Su Ze is really a bit dark in all fairness.

This is a Chinese opera, and there are elites who have been killed by thousands of troops casually around, and it is not easy to get their approval.

Afterwards, there was nothing to do with the students, and various leaders came to the stage to speak, and it was finally over at nine o'clock, and everyone returned to the dormitory.

"Su Ze's lines are very powerful. Do you know who you learned from?" Zhang Zifeng hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but ask Hu Lei.

"We all learned from Teacher Liu Tianyi." Hu Lei said with some pride: "She used to be a teacher of Chinese opera."

"Tianyi training studio?" Xie Yiyi suddenly realized: "If it wasn't for the distance, I would have also wanted to sign up."

"It's no wonder he is the number one professional." Zhao Yuran seemed to have caught something, and joked: "There is someone behind!"

"What are you talking about!" Hu Lei became angry instantly, and retorted loudly: "Su Ze took the test based on his real skills!"

The three of them were taken aback for a moment, wondering why Hu Lei, who was so talkative, suddenly ran away?
"Are you?" Xie Yiyi's eyes lit up, and she gossiped, "You like him?"

"No, nothing!" Hu Lei, who was originally imposing like a rainbow, suddenly lost her temper, and said with a blushing face: "Everyone is a classmate."

"Hahaha!" Including Zhang Zifeng looking at each other, as if finding a novelty toy, all kinds of indiscriminate bombardment, wishing to be tortured.

"Your lines are really good." Ding Feng in the boys' dormitory looked at Su Ze who came back from the wash, and said seriously: "The No.1 major is well-deserved."

"That's because you haven't seen Boss Su's mime drama." Zhang Yu interjected directly, "Believe it or not, I still feel dizzy from that performance after the third test!"

"It's all just for fun." Su Ze saw that Ding Feng was sincere, and said politely, "Practice when you have nothing to do."

Ding Feng was more curious, but he couldn't force a live performance, so he could only change the subject and ask Zhao Yuncheng, "Military training starts tomorrow, can we hang out with you then?"

"Sure!" Zhao Yuncheng jumped down from the upper bunk, patted his chest and said, "I'm right with you Brother Zhao!"

After all, they were all young people, and the relationship between fighting and fighting quickly became closer. After the lights were turned off, Su Ze lay on the lower bunk, closed his eyes, and entered the system to start daily training.

The noise from the outside world disappeared in an instant, and the spirit completely entered the system space, continuing the disgust micro-expression training.

The next day, everyone assembled on time at seven o'clock. Everyone came to the playground and started military training under the leadership of the instructor.Line up, look to the right, report the number, stand at attention, turn left, turn right...

I have to say that military training is still useful. With seemingly simple and boring repetitions over and over again, the original loose discipline is gradually established.Especially the sense of collective honor, no matter who makes a mistake, everyone must do it all over again.

"so tired!"

"See if I'm tanned?"

"It doesn't matter how much sunscreen you put on like this!"

The boy is okay, it's just a little bit more tiring, just grit your teeth and pass, after all, no one wants to be compared.

The girls complained about all kinds of complaints all morning. They are all the sweet girls of heaven, and they are all school belle goddesses in high school. How have they experienced such things?
"From today onwards, you are Chinese opera students, so what's the point of suffering!" Han Xuefei, as a life teacher, is mainly in charge of girls. This situation is not surprising, and she just seized the opportunity to give the little girls a blow.

"Don't think that it's over for an actor to stand in front of the camera in a beautiful dress?"

"Don't you need to experience life?"

"What should I do if I encounter country scenes, action scenes or even dangerous scenes in the future?"

"Run to tell the director that I'm not fit enough to act?"

"Let the martial arts instructor design the lie-win movement for you?"

"Does it mean this?"

Seeing Teacher Han go crazy, the little girls lost their temper in an instant, and the training in the afternoon was meticulous, and even Zhang Zifeng completed the project seriously.

Han Xuefei laughed to herself, why did the university arrange military training at the beginning of the semester, isn't it just to suppress and suppress freshmen?
The first day of military training was over. After dinner in the evening, everyone was summoned to the playground by the instructor, and everyone sat around together.

"I heard that we have a lot of talents in Chinese opera, and those who can get in have two talents, right?"

"Can you let some of our instructors see and see?"

"Has anyone volunteered?"

Although there is no campfire, it feels similar.Hearing the instructor's agitation, Zhao Yuncheng was the first to say: "I'll do it!"

Confidently came to the stage, a set of Baji boxing vigorously, after all, he got the true teaching, even the instructor couldn't help but applaud.

There is the first one, and the others are also eager to try. Whoever wants to be an actor has no desire to perform, right?
Su Ze looked at each of his classmates, the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, each showing their magical powers, the girls danced and sang, and the boys rapped. I have to say that they are all fucking talents!

"Who is the first in the exam this year?"

At the end of the first round of performances, the instructor saw that the atmosphere was lively, and continued to fan the flames: "Is it good to see so many wonderful shows?"

"I'm curious about what more exciting programs will be brought by the students who can take the No.1 exam in their major?"

"Do you want to see it, everyone?"

Su Ze's face darkened. Seeing that everyone was staring at him, he could only stand up and report loudly, "Hi, instructor, my name is Su Ze."

"Come up!" The instructor waved his hand and said domineeringly, "Give us a section!"

Zhang Yu was instantly excited, clapping loudly and booing: "Mime drama! Let's have a silent drama!"

Zhao Yuncheng didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and echoed loudly: "Mime drama! Mime drama! Mime drama!"

Hu Lei also clapped her hands, wishing that Su Ze's domineering side leak would kill all dissatisfied!
Although the others didn't understand, they were also curious about the professional first talent, and immediately started booing, their voices getting louder and louder.

"You guys forced me." Su Ze curled his lips, why do I have to push so hard when I'm so elegant and easy-going?
(End of this chapter)