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At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, after the half-hour-long introduction of the producer and judging panel, the final exam of performance class [-] officially kicked off. The dormitory was used as the unit, and the groups were conducted in order.

When the fifth group of students retreated backstage, the lights in the arena were turned off.

In the silence, there were cicadas and wind in twos and threes, which echoed in the auditorium through the sound transmission medium.

Suddenly, a beam of light hit the center of the stage.

Where the lights swept across, Jiang Xiannian went from far to near.

The long golden curly hair is draped behind the shoulders, and the smooth fabric is bound by the rope to hang down, outlining the slender figure; the pleats on the clothes swing with the movement, lightly moving and elegant.

Like a fairy walking in the forest.

Many of the 300 spectators were students who were forced to act as spectators.

The first program can be watched a few more times because of the first stage play; after the third and fourth, it is boring and drowsy.

Not to mention the sixth group.

Seeing Jiang Xiannian on the stage at first, he just applauded like a toolman and glanced at him by the way.

They never expected that it was this casual glance that made them unable to look away.

Because soon, their amazement at Jiang Xiannian's appearance turned into shock at his superb acting skills.

From the absurdity and inexplicability when the first male confession was first heard, to the suspicion and sadness when the second male he likes courted him, and the pain of mistaking it for a prank and dare not move forward...

In just a few minutes, Jiang Xiannian accurately presented several emotional changes of the female number two.

Everything is vivid.

One after another, exclamations echoed in the auditorium.

Hearing his rapid heartbeat and breathing, Ji Bocen stared at the person on the stage for a long time as if bewitched.

Unwilling to be overwhelmed by the tide, Ji Baicen clenched his hands on the back of the chair slightly, pursed his lips and looked away.

But within a few seconds, all eyes were on Jiang Xiannian.

Until the curtain call, he was still immersed in the previous performance, staring at his back in a daze.

Hearing that the people in the back row were all praising Jiang Xiannian, it was like waking up from a dream.

"It's awesome. After watching little brother Jiang Xiannian's performance, I suddenly understood why talent is such an insurmountable gap."

"You are a photography major, and you know what acting talent is not."

"For us non-professionals, we can judge whether a person is good or not through the most intuitive way—whether he can infect us? The sadness and pain on the little brother's face just now made me want to cry, woo woo, too strong Already!"

"Milk first!"

"Do you still use milk? Definitely number one."

Suddenly there was a kind of pride, which covered up the reluctance to be easily controlled by Jiang Xiannian.

Ji Baicen lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Leaning back, lazily took the mobile phone to play match [-] and wait for the performance to end.

An hour later, all the performances of Class 1 were over, and it entered the link of announcing the test scores.

Ji Baicen could not help but sit up straight following the ending song.

People who have never cared about any exams experience the tension of waiting for the results for the first time.

Waiting and waiting, the judges were smiling all over their faces, dragging a long tone: "I announce that No.1 is the actor of Ma Luoha in "Loulan"—Zhou Xingnuo!"

"We will come to preside over your school's acting major exam, and we are also looking for a young man with both looks and acting skills for the script that is being prepared."

"I'm glad I found it."

"Student Zhou Xingnuo will participate in the youth campus idol drama "Little Light" as the male number one, let us congratulate him with warm applause!"

As the voice fell, there was a commotion in the auditorium.

"???"

"Am I blind or are the judges lying with their eyes open? They couldn't see Zhou Henuo's transparent nose?"

"When did the leading actor of a school play want plastic surgery?"

"It's impolite to criticize someone's appearance, so I'll put it another way, he acted so hot that it hurt my eyes."

Ji Baicen was the first to react, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and he was already extremely angry.

Jiang Xiannian was slipped away.

There is no fairness in this exam. In the eyes of the organizers, all Jiang Xiannian's contributions can be ignored, because he was destined to be an accompanying runner from the beginning.

The veins on the back of his hands were uneven, and Ji Baicen gritted his teeth tightly.

He was waiting, waiting for Jiang Xiannian's reaction.

Amidst the noise, Jiang Xiannian looked straight at Jia Yizheng who was sitting in the c seat of the judges: "Mr. judges, I want to know what is lacking in each of our performances."

Two months ago, Jiang Xiannian really had no interest in No.1 and scholarships; but now, for no specific reason, No.1 is no longer just No.1, nor is it the starring role of "Little Light" behind it.

He wants to maintain.

I don't want to just stand aside and let others take it away without doing anything.

Before Jia Yizheng came here, he had read all the materials of Acting Class 1. Obviously, he didn't put Jiang Xiannian, a student with no background, in the "resources" category, but he was very interested in his face and figure.

His eyes slid over Jiang Xiannian's one-sided white shoulder, with a professional smile that didn't reach his eyes: "This is my business card. If you have any questions about the competition, please feel free to contact us privately."

Jiang Xiannian stood motionless and insisted: "It's not just me, all judges please give comments to the students of Class 1."

Newcomers who haven't established themselves in the entertainment industry can't be messed with, let alone producers who are responsible for sponsorship and coordinating roles.Jia Yizheng thought that the children now think more clearly than before, but he didn't expect that Jiang Xiannian would be so reckless.

He didn't expect that his life and death would be supported by a large number of students.

At first, his roommate, who was just his partner, stood behind him. Then, more and more students bit their lips, and after showing hesitation, they also stood beside him.

The situation turned bad for a while.

After all, Jia Yizheng has been struggling for many years, and quickly reacted, "haha" smiled, and continued to blur the point in an official tone: "I know that you may not be satisfied with the test results. Everyone looks at problems from different angles. What you can see The line and surface are also different. Our selection of actors will take into account various factors, so it may be different from your views, which is normal."

"Please rest assured that the test results are the result of the joint agreement of the five of us, and they are absolutely fair and just."

After a pause, he looked at Jiang Xiannian with a smile in his eyes: "Your school imports talents for the entertainment industry, and we open channels for your school's talents. The two parties have maintained a good cooperative relationship for a long time. This time is also inspired by your performance." The dean of the college invited you here, and if any of the students here still have dissatisfaction, you can ask him."

This is the threat on the table.

There were whispers from the stage.

Some people were confused by Jia Yizheng's words and felt that what he said made sense; some people heard the deep meaning, they were already wavering, and now they stood a little further away from Jiang Xiannian.

Jiang Xiannian was not good at word games, so he didn't know how to refute for a while, so he slightly pursed his lips and clenched his fists.

Suddenly, a familiar clear voice came from the auditorium:

"What nonsense are you talking about? What do you look at if you don't look at strength in the exam?"

Jiang Xiannian looked over and saw Ji Baicen standing up, looking down at Jia Yizheng condescendingly, and said with a pun, "Who do you watch more?"

The light on the stage was bright, but the stage was dark. Ji Baicen's tough face was mostly hidden in the light and shadow, making it difficult to see the expression on his face, but the sarcasm in his words was clearly conveyed with the pleasant voice.

The students in the audience were awakened immediately, and they all looked at Zhou Xingnuo and the jury, who had "a lot of drama" and said, "Giao, the old man is very bad, he was almost fooled."

"That's right, it's just a student's exam. It's their crew that insists on messing with it, and it's fine. Their standard score."

"Wait, I think I've discovered something extraordinary. "Little Light" is exclusively sponsored by Zhou's Xihua, and this Zhou Xingnuo is also surnamed Zhou..."

"Crap, could it be said that the producer specially arranged such a big show in order to please the son of the sponsor's father?"

"Fuck, is it true? Co-authoring other students who are preparing seriously have become unknowing escorts? Do you want to lose face!"

The students who used to eat melons and watch the fun were also angered by this showy operation, and the crowd became angry for a while.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more out of control, Jia Yizheng took a few steps forward and wanted to argue a few more words, but before he could speak, someone threw a plastic bottle under Taijia.

"Garbage film get out of our school."

"Spicy chicken producer get out of school!"

"Go away."

The insults with different timbres seemed to be pressed down from all directions. Jia Yizheng's mind was buzzing, and he could only leave with the other judges.

He was unsteady on his feet while leaving the field in a panic. Thanks to the support of the people around him, he didn't fall into a shit.

He is 43 this year, and has been in the entertainment industry for more than 20 years. Even when he was an unknown rookie at the beginning, he was not embarrassed at the moment. Green for a while and red.

Thinking that all this was thanks to Jiang Xiannian, Jia Yizheng glared at him viciously.

Jiang Xiannian met Jia Yizheng's eyes with an neither humble nor overbearing expression.

After the judging panel left, the indignant crowd gradually dispersed. Xu Ziyou came over and took him by the arm: "Let's go, Xiannian, don't think about such bad things, let's go eat hot pot."

"There is nothing that a hot pot can't solve. If there is anything, then add barbecue, barbecue, and big plate chicken!"

Li Minyu also said: "Yes, although No.1 is not ours, but the producer has lost face, not a loss."

Jiang Xiannian looked in Ji Baicen's direction, seeing that the original auditorium had long since disappeared from his employer, he frowned and nodded slightly.

However, before the group could leave the school gate, they were called to the dean's office by the Youth League secretary.

Arriving at the administrative building, the sound of quarreling came from the open office door:

"There is no discussion, either publicly apologize to Jia Yizheng for self-criticism, or be expelled from school!"

"Why do you apologize?"

"What did they do wrong?"

Han Yi, the normally gentle instructor, said excitedly: "I told my students, no matter now or in the future, don't be indifferent, don't be numb, and always maintain the ability to generate various emotions including anger, but I can't protect them... ..."

Listening to the dispute inside, Jiang Xiannian lowered his eyelids, suddenly feeling a little dazed.

Could it be that if he doesn't stand up in the afternoon, there will be no follow-up of these things, and no one else will be affected?

This daze magnified when they captured Xu Ziyou's angry and worried anxiety.

Like a dense web of spider silk, it tightened him up little by little.

As before, it is isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, and also isolated from the wind, the sun, the sound, the light, and the shadow.

Apologize?

Jia Yizheng fulfilled him shamelessly.

The matter is not difficult to solve, the important thing is that Jiang Xiannian has finally achieved something.

Ji Baicen returned to his residence in a good mood, and the moment he opened the door, he saw Jiang Xiannian sitting on the carpet.

The light in the living room was on, and there was the sound of gurgling water bubbles accompanied by the rich aroma of soup and rice coming from the open kitchen. The coniferous wood burning in the fireplace made a beeping sound, and the fire light illuminated the surroundings...

Jiang Xiannian sat on the floor with a calm expression, obviously well-behaved, but like an uninvited guest knocking on the firewood door on a snowy night, he was out of tune with the warm atmosphere around him.

Agitated by the sense of detachment and loneliness that surrounded him, Ji Baicen put away the praise that overflowed from his lips, and walked over in a few steps.

Sensing that there was a shadow covering him, Jiang Xiannian raised his face, and saw Ji Baicen raised his hand to cover his head.

a bit.

Twice.

The wordless affirmation is like silk, but it contains enough tenderness to set off a tornado in his heart, and clean away the long-standing fog with a destructive force.

Jiang Xiannian's eyes fluttered, and his chest suddenly felt hot and trembling.