Character Exchange System [Entertainment]

In most of the art exams, the people in charge of the initial exams are young and middle-aged backbone teachers, and there are very few real heavyweights.It also caused the possibility of missing a few really good seedlings due to the interviewer's ability, preferences, subjective emotions and other reasons.

For Mu Yingdi, passing the art test based on his strength is like going back to Xinshou Village with a full-level trumpet, but if the NPC in Xinshou Village is called Yu Chengyun, it will add [-]% uncertainty to the result.

But - now it seems that this one percent obviously doesn't need to worry anymore.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally turned around the stairs, and a tall, thin, white-haired old man walked over.

He has a serious face, wearing a rigid Chinese tunic suit, and a pair of brown glasses on his face.The aura that was clearly at the level of the dean or above made the students dare not even vent their anger, and instinctively quickly stood up against the wall, leaving Muting Che in the middle of the road without any loyalty.

I have long forgotten how intimidating teachers are to children of this age.Surprised, he glanced at the few people who were as quiet as chickens close to the corner, Mu Yingdi sighed softly, turned around and stood upright and bowed sincerely: "Old Li, you are here too."

Li Wende, the deputy director of the acting department, is one of Yanying's most respected founders.Mu Jing began to study under him when he was in college, and was forced to watch nearly a thousand classic films at home and abroad, and finally succeeded in breaking through the critical point of either throwing up or going crazy, and found a suitable performance characteristic for himself.

In terms of emotion and reason, he always has respect and closeness from the heart for this old professor who is truly an artist with both virtue and art.

"There are still students outside, what a nonsense..."

Seeing these half-grown children standing outside, Li Wende's expression darkened, he nodded and hurried over.He was about to raise his hand to open the door, but suddenly stopped, and looked at the strange boy in front of him suspiciously: "Which family are you from, how do you know me?"

Not yet fully adapted to his new identity, Mu Yingdi, who would lose his words too much, paused, and pointed to the teacher's strength display on the wall in a hurry.Li Wende's name and the other deputy director were listed under the director, and he also thoughtfully matched the photo. He took the pot and carried it on his back in silence.

"Well."

Li Wende nodded noncommittally, and didn't ask any more questions.She just took her eyes away from him and hurriedly pushed the door open.

Without the pressure of that kid Mu Jing, these young teachers became more and more disrespectful.He could still fight during the interview, it seems that he has to go back to the furnace and teach him a lesson.

That—irresponsible brat...

Thinking of the news he saw this morning, the old man's gaze unconsciously sank, and the fist hanging by his side slowly clenched.Looking at the mess in front of him, a nameless anger rose up.

"Have you had enough trouble? Do you all know that you are a teacher? The students who are interviewing outside are still waiting. Are you going to throw Yan Ying's face out and make people step on their feet!"

After confirming that the door has been completely closed, Mutingche heaved a sigh of relief.Looking at the few students who still dared not show their spirits, he smiled and shook his head: "Okay, don't be afraid—you have to learn to read faces. Strict but upright old people like this, as long as they don't make mistakes, are generally fine. It's not that easy to train."

His calm and patient tone, coupled with the intermittent roar from the crack of the door, is obviously very convincing.

A few people nodded repeatedly, and exchanged glances again. Wu Feng touched his head and took a step forward, patted his arm with a smile: "Anyway, Lao Mu—I left you alone just now!" It's too disrespectful. I'll treat you to dinner at noon to make amends, okay?"

Instinctively feel that there seems to be some problem in this sentence, but can't remember where the problem is.Facing the threat of running out of food, Mu Yingdi would naturally not refuse this kind of invitation, he nodded happily, and agreed without any distractions.

The waiting time was obviously far beyond common sense. Under the guidance of Muting Che, several people sat in the waiting area obediently all the time, concentrating on preparing their self-selected talents.The overly harmonious atmosphere made Sha Baotian, who came out to call people with red eyes, stunned, and the prepared apology got stuck in his throat.

"Teacher, can I go in already?"

Looking at the reddish eyes of the other party, Muting Che couldn't feel much better.He walked up to meet him quickly, opened his mouth to untie the sentence for him, and then sincerely leaned over slightly: "I'm sorry, because of me, I made it difficult for the teacher."

"No—it has nothing to do with you..."

Sha Baotian hesitated to speak, shook his head, raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, and sighed very lightly: "I may cause you trouble. Because of my fault, a teacher may make things difficult for you—— But later, it will be Mr. Li who will score himself, so you don't have to worry too much. I will treat you to dinner at noon, which can be regarded as my little compensation, okay?"

"..."

Actually dropped another lunch, Mutingche's heart skipped a beat for no reason.Subconsciously looking back at Wu Feng, he was about to say that he had already made an appointment, but the latter took a step back decisively: "It's okay, then let's eat together, don't let Teacher Sha down—Old Mu, what do you want?" What, why don't you agree quickly?"

He deliberately lowered his voice in the second half of the sentence, and spoke quickly and anxiously, obviously not wanting the other party to let go of this precious opportunity.

The attitudes of the two were equally firm, Muting Che had no choice but to chuckle, but nodded: "It's better to be obedient than to be respectful, and I'll trouble the teacher."

"No trouble, I do have something to say to you."

Hearing his words, Sha Baotian's eyes could not help but focus slightly, he glanced at him again, and then waved to the remaining students: "Come in together, something happened before, I'm sorry to call you After waiting for so long—as compensation, Elder Li will personally interview you all. Do your best and don’t be nervous, remember?”

No matter how ignorant you are, you can always understand the meaning of the four words interview in person.The eyes of the three students were full of surprises, they nodded their heads one after another, tried their best to mobilize their best state, and entered the interview area full of energy.

"Let's go, Mutinche, your first performance."

The previous accident took too long, and Sha Baotian no longer explained any stylized content to them.He simply read his name, nodded encouragingly to Muting Che, and then returned to the judges' seat to sit down.

He glanced at Yu Chengyun unobtrusively.Seeing the bruises on the other party's eye circles that couldn't be concealed at all, the depression in Mu Yingdi's heart suddenly dissipated a lot, and he couldn't help but give Sha Baoliang an admiring look to Sha Baoliang, who finally learned how to hit people.Taking a deep breath to mobilize his emotions, he walked to the center of the classroom and stood still.

"Hello, teacher. I am candidate No. 42, Mu Tingche. What I want to perform is the poem recitation "Someday, I will become a tree."

He didn't have time to prepare any talent at all.It was when I was flipping through the news that announced my death, and looking back at my life through other people's descriptions, this poem suddenly popped up from my memory.

"One day, I will become a tree.

My hair becomes leaves, my legs become roots, my arms and ten fingers become branches, and my ten toes become roots.Stretches in the soil to absorb nutrients and water. "

This is an almost unknown poem written by Ji Xian, a Taiwanese poet. Probably only candidates who frantically brushed their reading comprehension during the preparation for the college entrance examination have the chance to catch a glance.

But this is also his favorite poem, and he likes it so much that he just writes it down in a notebook under his pillow, and he does not want to share it with anyone selfishly.Only in the dead of night when it's hard to sleep, would I sneak out, sit on the railing of the balcony, and read to Moonlight alone.

"One day, I will become a tree. I may open some very fragrant, small white flowers, and bear a few red fruits, which can prolong life if eaten.

But I am non-reproductive -- non-reproductive, I am an exception. "

There is no need to deliberately mobilize emotions.Different from the sunshine and positivity that is always shown to the audience, only Mu Jing himself knows that those early mornings who put in ten times and a hundred times more effort than others, those late nights when they have worked hard but still failed due to inexplicable reasons.The desperation and unwillingness in his heart, how to draw a series of bloody wounds, and the scabs fall off in silence, leaving uneven scars.

That will hurt.

The voice reverberating in the room still had the unique clarity of a teenager, but it was suppressed by the master without cherishing it, leaving only the most simple deep and hoarse.

Several teachers in charge of the review raised their heads one after another, with astonishment in their eyes, and turned their attention to the candidate in front of them.Li Wende's hand holding the pen trembled suddenly, he sat up straight and looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes suddenly turned slightly red, and his chest heaved violently.

This is an extremely difficult method of reading. It sounds coherent and smooth as a whole, but it is like a child babbling, biting every word without leaving any room, and forcing them into the heart of the heart.This method of pronunciation has never been used by anyone, it was specially designed by Mu Jing for his role in the next play, he never expected that the first time he used it, he would be reborn as a human.

Suddenly there was a very slight sound of the door opening behind him.But Muting Che didn't turn his head back, he just looked ahead calmly, with his hands clenched into fists hanging by his side, he continued to read unmoved.

No one can interrupt this recitation, this is Mu Jing's epitaph.

"Maybe I will grow taller gradually, taller than I am now, about the same as an ordinary tree. It is not a dwarf-like tree, nor is it a towering ancient tree."

There was also water in his eyes, but his tone was still calm and firm.It seems that I will never be swayed by any emotion, nor will I stay easily for anything, but just stubbornly—stubbornly and staggeringly, walking towards the bright front.

"I will never be transplanted into the Garden of Eden.

——Because I am a tree that God does not like. "

The lingering sound faded away, and the room was silent.

The little girl's sobs could be heard faintly behind her, and the eyes of the teachers in front of her were also faintly red.But Mutingche just sighed calmly, closed his eyes and bid farewell to his chaotic previous life for the last time.

The past is over.Pulling his emotions away from the complicated memories, Muting Che turned around and looked at the door, intending to see who the intruder who almost interrupted him was.But the next moment he saw the person coming, he opened his eyes wide in astonishment.

The little piece of wood that made him worry was actually stuck at the door, he lowered his head and pressed his lips hard, there was a faint glimmer of water in his eyes that kept swirling.

Feng Linwan is good-looking, but her temperament is a little cold, and her temperament is somewhat rigid and stubborn. She is cold and abstinent at a young age.But now that she is so hard to hold back her tears with her mouth pursed, she actually shows [-]% grievance for no reason.

Muting Che has always been most afraid of this little wood crying, let alone being accidentally made to cry by himself.Seeing this, she panicked, and was arguing whether to coax him or not, but Feng Linwan just bowed to Mr. Li, and walked towards him quickly.

"Can you - can you come with me after the exam? I invite you to have a meal. I have something to ask you..."

The author has something to say: Mu Yingdi: Hey, the whole world wants to invite me to dinner ⊙ω⊙