After the rebirth of the idol, he started to lose weight and became the best actor

The art exam candidates who came from various districts injected new vitality into the university, and all you see are handsome men and beautiful women.

There was only a written test on the first day. Except for a few art students whose handwriting was sloppy and artistic, everyone was dressed conservatively.

The boy soon followed the crowd into the venue. The written test for acting was the same as that for directing, and included literary and artistic knowledge, film and television analysis, drama and film reviews, narrative proposition creation, etc.

These were not difficult for Lu Rong, and he put down his pen when only two-thirds of the time had passed.

After checking everything to make sure it was all right, he clasped his hands together, lowered his head, and quietly leaned back in his arms to catch up on his sleep.

The sunlight shines through the classroom window and gently falls on the boy.

His profile was delicate, and his long eyelashes cast a light shadow under his eyes.

His fair skin glowed like jade under the sunlight, and his hair on his forehead fell casually, trembling slightly with his steady breathing.

One hand was casually placed on the table, with the slender fingers slightly bent, revealing a lazy elegance.

The examination room was silent except for the rustling sound of pen tips scratching across paper and the friction of paper. The invigilator stood with his hands behind his back and looked around. Due to his different perspective, he saw the sleeping candidate at a glance.

He pulled his face and walked slowly towards the target direction.

Just as I was about to start, I touched that peaceful sleeping face, my fingers trembled, and for some reason, I pulled them back.

No matter how asleep someone is, it always seems like a peaceful and beautiful picture, making people reluctant to disturb them.

Forget it, forget it. It will be over in more than twenty minutes. What's wrong with taking a nap? There will be an interview tomorrow, so it's normal to conserve your energy.

The invigilator saw that the boy's paper was filled with notes, nodded, then turned and left.

Hmm... this child is really good-looking...

The invigilator passed by again, glanced at it casually, and then glanced again.

In the end, the more he looked, the more familiar it looked. As his head turned, the young man's sleeping face gradually overlapped with the pale face of the world covered with yellow sand.

Isn't this Chi Qing? ?

The invigilator's eyes lit up, but this time he was too embarrassed to step forward.

The real person actually looks like this. No, Lu Rong is simply the most unphotogenic actor he has ever seen.

When he watched "Ling Jun" with his wife, he thought it was another old-fashioned ancient idol drama when he saw General Chi. In the end, it broke the stereotype with the help of Chi Qing.

To be honest, he screamed louder than his wife in the battlefield scene, and he cried a lot even though he was a grown man in the plot about the small city wall.

His wife was so amused that she bought him a painting of General Chi holding a spear and a horse, which was said to be able to ward off evil spirits.

Logically speaking, he sees me every day and should have recognized me the first time offline, but he just took a dozen glances at me and didn't react at all.

She is so much prettier in real life than on TV. No wonder some people online say that Lu Rong is not photogenic. It turns out to be true!

The invigilator's movements were very restrained, but that person seemed to be a natural light collector. Nearly half of the examinees stopped writing one after another and cast vague glances towards the middle aisle.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the invigilator kept track of the time. In the last five minutes, he finally couldn't help but wake up the sleeping Rong.

The boy woke up slowly from his short sleep, his eyelashes trembling slightly, like the light wings of a butterfly.

He first blinked his eyes gently, with a hint of haziness in his eyes from just waking up. His fair face had a soft glow, and the right side of his cheek was flushed.

Fair skin, small face, clear eyes, cool and cute temperament...

The invigilator walked up to the podium as if nothing had happened, as if he was just reminding the candidates to pay attention to the time, but in fact, he was bursting out with waves of macho screams in his heart.

Due to various angles, none of the candidates present noticed Lu Rong. They just felt that this competitor was particularly good-looking and had an inexplicable attraction among the crowd.

The reminder sound in the examination room rang out, and today's written test came to a successful conclusion.

Lu Rong walked out of the school gate, saw Lu's father's car and waved.

Yao Qian was also in the car. Her eyes lit up when she saw her son: "Come, Rongrong, try some of Hangzhou's specialties."

As he spoke, he handed over a piece of Dingsheng cake that was obviously freshly steamed and still steaming.

The freshly baked pastries have a fragrant flavor, a soft texture, and a rose-red color, symbolizing victory, promotion, and auspiciousness.

"Thank you, Mom..." The boy was blocked before he could even open his mouth to say thank you, and his words became hesitant.

Yao Qian's maternal love instantly overflowed, and the cakes in the oil paper began to stir.

"Wife, I want one too." Lu Yangchun glanced at her and realized that happiness was something he had to fight for, so he imitated her and played a straight shot on the net.

"No hands?"

"..."

Lu Rong choked and coughed softly: "Mom, eat too."

Lu Yangchun was stabbed in the chest again.

"My Rongrong is so filial!" Yao Qian smiled like a flower and never mentioned anything about the exam.

The family stayed in a nearby hotel and went to a restaurant for dinner in the evening. During the meal, no one mentioned anything related to grades, and they were so cautious that even the parties involved wanted to laugh.

Early the next morning, Chen Jinghai came with his wife, Madam Yu.

Yu Ruanling has very good skills. In her early years, she relied on her own skills to do makeup for performances. She has made many friends and asked her friends to make a casual dress for Lu Rong.

Due to the requirements of the unified examination, candidates are not allowed to wear heavy makeup, so Lu Rong could not perform in full makeup. Madam Yu then got her a costume that fits the role.

The clothes are a simple and elegant light blue color, and the fabric is soft silk with a smooth touch.

The neckline is a small circle, surrounded by a circle of fine twined floral patterns embroidered with light blue silk thread. It is exquisite yet not complicated, adding a touch of agility and elegance to the whole dress.

The cuffs are narrow and trimmed with a simple silver border, and the front is decorated with a faint cloud pattern using silk thread of the same color. It looks simple, but it shows the exquisiteness of the embroidery.

There is a plain belt tied around the waist. It is made of soft satin and embroidered with a few slender bamboo leaves, which sway in the wind, giving people a fresh feeling.

The hem of the dress is slightly loose, with a row of neat and dense pleats sewn at the edge with needle and thread, making her look light and graceful when walking.

This is a piece of clothing that can be worn by both men and women, but it is particularly challenging the temperament of the wearer.

When the boy came out of the dressing room, even Yao Qian, who saw the beautiful girl every day, was indescribably amazed.

Madam Yu nodded with satisfaction, thought for a moment, then took out a piece of snow-white silk cloth and handed it to Lu Rong.

Different from Chen Jinghai's teaching method of explaining each movement in detail, Yu Ruanling prefers to demonstrate it first and then let the student grasp the charm of it by showing it to her directly.

Many students were unable to adapt, and she herself was indeed not suitable for the job of teaching students.

But Lu Rong wouldn't do that. Sometimes there were tacit understandings between them as teacher and student that didn't even need to be expressed in words.

Lu Rong took it, tilted her head slightly, and deftly gathered her semi-long hair with her slender fingers, her movements gentle and skillful.

The silk cloth was wrapped around his hands, first gently around his head, and then slowly tightened.

While tying his hair, a few disobedient strands fell down and playfully stuck to the boy's fair cheeks.

He blew it gently, his eyes showing concentration and seriousness. As the last knot was tied, the end of the silk cloth hung down naturally, adding a bit of unrestrained flavor.

"Young man Lu is really handsome." Madam Yu's smile became deeper and deeper, unable to conceal the admiration in her eyes.

"I have good taste, don't I, my apprentice?" Uncle Chen looked up proudly, not noticing that his usually dignified wife gave him a cold look.

Long hair is not uncommon among art students, especially among those majoring in directing, let alone semi-long hair.

After taking the materials with him, Lu Rong waved to the elders behind him: "Mom, Dad, Teacher, I'm leaving first?"

"Come on, Rongrong, don't be nervous! Do you need your dad to wear a cheongsam and cheer for you again?"

"?"

Lu Rong lowered her head to hide her smile, but her father's charming figure could not be shaken off her mind. The boy raised a little corner of his heart in a dark way: "No need, Mom, let Dad wear it for you to see..."

As he spoke, the man had already disappeared.

"This little brat..." Lu Yangchun raised his eyebrows and turned around to see Yao Qian's mischievous eyes and the teasing looks of Chen Yu and his wife.

“……” He really wanted to escape.

——-——-——~

Lu Rong, who had walked away, could clearly feel that the atmosphere today was different.

There were several rows of slim and well-proportioned girls standing scattered along the street, their hair neatly tied into buns and their makeup heavier than others.

Some girls were wrapped in coats and stretching their legs against roadside railings or tree trunks. They were obviously dancers.

Tall boys in black and white suits can be seen everywhere, only art students are still sloppy~

Lu Rong arrived a little later today. The security guards had already set up the cordon and many candidates had entered the venue.

After finding the waiting room with my number in the winding hall, I opened the door very quietly, but the noise at that moment attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

When they saw the person coming, the noises made subconsciously by the candidates present were quickly suppressed by the teacher on the podium.

Just five minutes ago, the review materials brought by the candidates were collected, and the candidates with nothing to do began to observe their competitors in the same examination room.

Some of the social elites have already started chatting.

Most people's eyes are darting around and evaluating in their hearts. It is better to have two people, so that they can test each other's minds.

Originally everyone was of similar level, with a pair of eyes and a nose, and everyone was calm and at ease. But when the show was about to close, a stunning face suddenly appeared.

Who can bear this?

"Damn, was I dazzled? Are there really people who are this good-looking?"

"This handsome guy is literally grown on my XP! Oh no, it should be my XP that is grown on him!!"

"I really want WeChat! I can't stand it, why are you taking my phone away? I'm going crazy!!"

"Oh my god... the air that came in when the little brother pushed the door open is fragrant..."

Amid the audience's piercing gazes, Lu Rong looked at the seat number on his admission ticket and locked on the first seat.

Before the boy could even warm up his stool after putting down his belongings, another teacher poked his head out of the door and said, "Examination Room 48, candidate number one, may come out and prepare to enter the examination room."

Just as he finished speaking, a sigh of regret came from somewhere in the corner. It was as if the sound was not under control, and it was clear and a little scary.

But this attracted the curious glances of all the candidates in the waiting room, the teacher who notified him, and even Lu Rong who had already stood up.

She was a very quiet-looking girl with a pretty face. Her face had already turned red at this moment. She was not as timid as she looked. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, the girl suddenly raised her head and looked at the elegant figure in the front and shouted:

"Come on, my male god. Add me on WeChat when you have the chance. I want to be your fan!"

The people around immediately started to cheer in good faith. Lu Rong smiled faintly at the girl, feeling that it was great that children nowadays could have such spirit.

The girl who was being teased by everyone was not shy. Instead, she felt like crawling into a hole in the ground when the man she called her god smiled at her like that.

——-——-——

The corridor was exceptionally quiet, and Lu Rong hadn't been standing at the door for long before he was told that people could enter.

The first thing that catches your eye is the spacious and bright space. The neatly arranged white light tubes on the ceiling cast even and soft light, illuminating every corner.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air. The walls of the classroom were painted a simple white color, spotless, giving people a serious and solemn feeling. The floor was paved with flat gray tiles, so clean that people's shadows could be reflected.

On the blackboard in front of the examination room, the exam precautions and time schedule are written in eye-catching fonts.

On one side of the blackboard, there is a precise electronic clock. The sound of the second hand moving is particularly clear in the quiet examination room, reminding the candidates of the passage of time at all times.

A high-definition camera was installed right in front of the examination room. Three judges were sitting behind the camera. Their eyes lit up the moment they saw the first candidate.

The originally closed environment seemed to be suddenly blown by a gust of spring breeze. The three of them sat up straighter and leaned forward, trying to see more clearly.

Lu Rong stood in the center of the camera focus. The teacher who controlled the camera spoke with Little Bee: "You have completed the preparation for the exam outside the venue. Now let's start the first exam."

The first subject: recitation of literary works.

When the recording officially started, the aura of the young man in white and green casual clothes changed subtly.

His eyes were clear and distant, transforming from the gentle breeze to the moonlight slanting down from the sky. There was a piety in his eyes that dissipated into smoke, and wherever his eyes reached, everything was quietly soaked by it.

The young man raised his head slightly. His voice was gentle at first, like moonlight brushing across the lake:

"I am a poetry thief. I have no words of my own."

The tone of voice gradually rises, and the emotion becomes more and more full:

"I steal rhetoric from books, stories from the lips of old men, and sweetness from the love of the young."

His gestures swayed naturally with the verses, sometimes stretching, sometimes clenching fists, as if dancing with the soul in the poem.

The recitation reached the climax, "Some people have their hearts broken 10,000 times, some people read a poem, some people hide their weapons and wait for the right time, some people are unwilling to give up... some people say good night but... still stand in a stalemate with the night."

The boy's voice trembled slightly, with a hint of helplessness and confusion, which was very moving.

"When love comes, listen carefully; when love leaves, do not fear the echo. I will always be loyal to this short life, walk from day to dusk, and look up at the stars at night. Chase the mountains and rivers and fireworks, and love my relatives deeply."