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There is no end to homework in school. Not long after the last play was on stage, a new round of homework came again.

The script this time was originally created by a friend of Mr. Gao, a screenwriter teacher from the Drama Department. It is set in the Republic of China and tells the story of a big family from prosperity to decline in troubled times. The students acted out a daily plot during the family's heyday.

The difficulty was originally not high, but Teacher Gao, who would feel uncomfortable without tossing the students for a day, frantically added a strange request:

——All the staff reversed the strings.

In the blink of an eye, the drama turned into a comedy.

"How can I wear the cheongsam..." Wei Wuzheng wondered.He is more than 1.8 meters tall, with a burly figure and an upright and square Chinese character face. He is a good material for acting in a drama, but he is definitely not a good material for wearing a cheongsam.

An Jiayue formed a circle with everyone, sitting on the wooden floor of the practice room, trying her best to smile politely: "You can order large sizes."

Several other boys in the same group were also very worried. Teacher Gao said that this request was to test their control over different roles. Girls should act masculine and not make people think they are girls.Boys have to act feminine and not make people think they are boys.

As a preparatory actor, cross-dressing is a very common requirement, but with a 1.8-meter strong body stuffed into a tight-fitting cheongsam, revealing two strong arms and hairy calves, how could it be possible not to see that he is a man?

An Jiayue took advantage of their complaints and glanced at the new teammates after the re-drawing.

Apart from Dai Lin, who was No.2 at the time of enrollment, there was no strong opponent.

This time the script is not as balanced as the previous "None Survival". There is a pair of male and female protagonists.

Those who can stand out from thousands of candidates and get admitted to the top performance department in the country are naturally not afraid of challenges.Wei Wu complained about it, and stood up first and issued a canvassing declaration: "Although my image is not suitable, I think I must be very eye-catching when I am a heroine. Only the contrast is interesting. You think, other groups are looking for slender A skinny boy plays the heroine, but our group is a strong guy, isn’t it special? Isn’t it exciting? The teacher must be deeply impressed by our group.”

Dai Lin smiled: "There are many kinds of impressions, what if you leave a bad impression?"

Others also laughed: "That's right, the risk of not taking the usual path is too great."

"Why don't you show us how you feel?"

"Come on!" Wei Wu uttered bold words, and temporarily left the stage to prepare for a solo performance.

An Jiayue was the next to be arched up, standing in the center of the circle, a little embarrassed: "Actually, I think Wei Wu's proposal is very reasonable, but well, actors who don't want to be the leading role are not good actors, so I will also perform a part for everyone, I hope Everyone votes for me, and welcomes criticism and guidance.”

Dai Lin: "Where do we have the right to criticize you, it's almost as good as learning from you."

When she said this, her tone was casual and generous, not as eccentric as Bao Rong's, and she could hear it as a sincere compliment.An Jiayue didn't have much contact with her, and she didn't have any festivals. After hearing this, she smiled at her modestly: "Don't dare to act, dare not act."

Someone said: "Jiayue, then you should go prepare as well."

"No, I'll just act it out, and it's a quick fight." An Jiayue said as she took off her thick coat and sweater, and only wore a thin, slim base layer on her upper body.

Thin but not weak figure, with a small frame, and a waist so thin that one arm can fit around it.

"Jiayue... what are you doing?"

"In order to get close to the feeling of self-cultivation in cheongsam, I'm sorry, it hurt everyone's eyes."

It's not so much a hot eye, it's better to say it's seductive.

People from other groups in the rehearsal room also peeked here.

An Jiayue didn't care, he was always relaxed, and immediately entered the role: one arm was crossed in front of his chest, the other arm was raised up to support it, and two fingers were placed on his lips, pretending to be smoking.At the same time, he lifted his right crotch slightly, took a small half step, leaned his body on a slant, raised his chin to look at people, with an air of arrogance and disdain.

"You bastards...do you have the nerve to compete in front of me?" There was sarcasm in his lazy voice, An Jiayue's half-squinted eyes were full of charm, and the mole under her eyes was captivating.

For a moment, I didn't know whether I was reading lines or stating a fact.

After a skillful line, he was well-deservedly elected as the heroine, and Wei Wu didn't even have the nerve to act.

"I almost brought my own humiliation, Jiayue, you are so good, I didn't even read all the lines, have you already memorized them?"

"It's just this paragraph, I took shorthand for a while before the performance, and you can do it too."

Wei Wu really believed it, and felt that he probably didn't work hard enough, so after the male lead was selected in the group and the remaining roles were assigned, he immediately went back and memorized his lines.

After one night, he finally... realized that An Jiayue was just comforting him.

School work is on track, and free time on weekends is also fully occupied.But in the days without He Chen, I always feel that time passes very slowly.

It was another Saturday, Zhu Xinglei went to sell sesame seed cakes at the gate of the Film Academy as usual, and knocked on the door before going out, asking An Jiayue if he wanted to go with him.

An Jiayue had a terrible headache and couldn't get up on the bed, so she refused through the door.

Last night, a customer ordered a bottle of wine under his promotion, and he insisted on pulling him to drink together. It was useless for Sun Tingting to come over to coordinate. In the end, in order to appease the customer, he had to drink it. It was still a bottle of high-concentration spirits. After drinking a cup, my empty stomach burned hotly, and I felt dizzy and nauseous.

Some rich people who come to high-end restaurants to spend money are not as good as the uncles and aunts who go to Zhu Xinglei's stall to buy sesame seed cakes.

Zhu Xinglei left alone, An Jiayue was about to go back to sleep again, when her cell phone rang.He kicked off the quilt depressedly, didn't even look at it, and picked it up angrily: "Hey, who is it?"

The other end paused: "Jiayue, it's me."

An Jiayue opened her eyes suddenly, her spirits perked up, and she immediately coughed a few times to clear her throat: "Mr. He! Why are you calling me when you have time?"

"I'm almost at Hobbiton, and I want to show you a video." He Chen said, "You don't seem to be feeling well? Otherwise, I'd better take a photo and send it to you."

"It's okay! You're ready." An Jiayue said as she got up, and closed the curtains to block out the light, so that He Chen could not see his haggard face.

As soon as he lay back on the bed, He Chen sent a video invitation, and he pressed to connect.

The phone network was a bit poor, and the screen was black for a few seconds, and then, a familiar yet unfamiliar man's face jumped onto the screen.

An Jiayue was taken aback for a moment, then gasped, her heart missed several beats.

He Chen cut his weed-like hair short, and it was all blown to the back of his head by the wind at this moment, and the tough and profound outline can be seen at a glance.Behind is the vast blue sky and the Yinyin pasture bordering on the blue sky.

Beautiful.

The only pity is that the pair of old-fashioned glasses of grandparents blocked those deep eyes again.

"Mr. He, why didn't you wear invisibility today?"

"It's too windy here, and it's uncomfortable to wear invisible." He Chen pushed his glasses, "The frame doesn't look good?"

An Jiayue looked at it for a moment: "You can change to a pair of silver-rimmed ones. They must be very handsome. Aren't there many villains with high IQs in movies who wear those glasses, I think they are very attractive."

"Really." He Chen looked at him, "Your black-rimmed glasses are also good."

An Jiayue was inexplicable: "I don't have a black frame...ah!"

He immediately pulled up the quilt to cover half of his face, only showing his eyes: "Are you laughing at me...is it so obvious?"

"Well, the dark circles under your eyes are so heavy, and your voice is so hoarse, what did you do last night?"

These words sounded like a questioning question. An Jiayue was afraid that he would misunderstand again, so she told the whole story honestly, including how the old man touched his hands and buttocks last night, how he spilled wine on his chest on purpose, and how he was in front of him. When he didn't want to drink a second glass, he poured the whole bottle of wine on his head.

He Chen in the video listened quietly, if it wasn't for his hair fluttering, he would have thought the picture was stuck.

"...So I didn't sleep well last night." An Jiayue concluded, "But in the service industry, there will always be some strange customers. It's normal, just bear with it and pass."

"Does this happen to you often?"

An Jiayue recalled it for a while: "It's not often, there are more touching hands, and this is the one who spilled wine."

But I have encountered quite a few people who splashed other things.

Mainly concentrated in the second year of high school. At that time, he had just grown up, and he suddenly grew up. In the eyes of girls, he suddenly changed from the brother next door to the school girl who made people blush and heartbeat, and gained a lot of hearts.

He also suffered a lot of jealousy and contempt.

Some boys who hated him poured water, cola, milk, and even urinated on him.

Once, he was taken away by two boys of the same grade on the way from school and dragged to the most remote toilet in the school. The reason was that he "robbed" the girl they liked.

He hadn't even heard of the girl's name, so he was beaten up for no reason, and even made a fuss.

He was not able to escape from the locked toilet until late at night when the school security came to visit.During this period, he pressed his school uniform in the sink and washed it again and again. The smell of urine was still unbearable, and finally threw it into the trash can.

The next day, the two boys were blocked in an alley on the way home from school and beaten up, and it is said that they were extorted 500 yuan.

That night, An Jiayue invited Zhu Xinglei and his neighbor in another building to a small restaurant, and the meal fee was 400.A few days later, he got a new school uniform, which he bought for [-] yuan.

The thrill of revenge is refreshing, but he can't rely on Zhu Xinglei every time.Zhu Xinglei has his own business to take care of, his own parents to support, and people he cherishes in the future. He can't always disturb Zhu Xinglei's ordinary and beautiful life.

He needs to be more able to protect himself.

After that time, he had the idea of ​​applying to film school.Although he can't decide his origin, at least he can decide what kind of person he wants to be.

A person who will not be bullied, at least not so easily.

"Don't worry, Mr. He, these little things are neither painful nor itchy to me." He didn't want to tarnish such a beautiful scenery at the moment, so he skipped these disgusting things and didn't mention them.

He Chen's gaze flickered behind the lens, and he suddenly said, "Jiayue, quit your job in the restaurant."

An Jiayue was taken aback: "Why? As I said, such customers are rare."

"What you should do now is to polish your acting skills and settle your impetuous mentality." He Chen's voice was extremely serious amidst the rumors, "Instead of rushing to make money, dealing with all kinds of guests, and being tainted with secular customs, Waste your talent, your aura."

An Jiayue nestled under the quilt, stunned for a long time.

After being stunned, there was a fine pain in my heart.

"Mr. He, I thought you would feel sorry for me." His mouth hidden under the quilt curled sadly, "Why are you still teaching me... What do you mean by 'circling among guests and being contaminated with worldly customs'?" ?It’s as if I’m out to sell…”

"I didn't mean that, I just hope you can get better."

"You think I'm not good enough now? I said long ago that I'm not as good as you think. I'm very worldly, and I just like to make money. Is it wrong?" An Jiayue was a little angry, "You haven't suffered from me. , don’t criticize me from above, if you really don’t like it, you can pay me a salary and take me home to raise me.”

He Chen stopped in his tracks and sighed softly: "Don't make trouble."

"Who made trouble with you? I'm serious. Don't you think about taking me home?"

He Chen hesitated for a moment.

This moment is heartbreaking enough.

An Jiayue pursed her mouth, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes. Before they flowed out without disappointment, he unilaterally ended the video call, and the phone with the screen turned on was thrown by the pillow.

Terrible.

It's true that they haven't dated to the point of meeting their parents, and it might be offensive to say these things now.But he had already thought about it, but He Chen, who was many years older than him and supposed to be more mature than him, did not expect that this kind of inequality made him disappointed and angry.

If he could, he wanted to insert his hand into the screen, grab He Chen's collar, and yell at him: "Sorry to teach me a lesson, how perfect do you think you are?"Always acting like a disgusting rich man, dressed in such a dirty way, never confessed until now, never even considered our future... so many shortcomings.

But I still don't like you the same.

The author says:

Pay attention to Yueyue’s little dressing suggestions, re-watching Chapter 1 is there a surprise???

("The Wallflower Boy", about the growth confusion of adolescent boys, and the gay boy played by Ezra Miller, Sue. Quote the original line: You can't decide where you came from, but you can decide what kind of person you become.)