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"Come on, come on, hurry up, is the camera on, we must be ahead of others and get the first-hand scoop, so that we can directly turn positive!"

"Miss Zhao, Miss Zhao, we are reporters from Sina Entertainment, do you have time to answer a few questions, Miss Zhao, Miss Zhao..."

"We're reporters from TX Entertainment, do you have time for an interview?" ……

Wang Xingyan, who saw this kind of scene for the first time in reality, couldn't help but be shocked, Zhao Mengyu, who was wearing an elegant long dress, proudly glanced at Wang Xingyan beside him, raised the corners of his mouth demonstratively, and turned to the noisy reporters around him and said playfully: "Everyone, I'm sorry, when I finish reporting, okay, I will definitely be interviewed, and I won't run away again." ”

Zhao Mengyu, who came to the orientation point of the performance department with difficulty, quickly completed a series of reporting procedures under the enthusiastic and loving seniors.

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"If you want to talk about this song, the biggest credit is the songwriter or Wang Xingyan, I just tried my best to interpret the understanding of the song."

"Yes, my dream is to be a singer, I want to be a singer in the universe, haha, just kidding, don't remember this."

"I don't have a boyfriend, I'm still young, I'm not in a hurry." ……

Wang Xingyan stood aside, protecting Zhao Mengyu beside him, he didn't want others to take advantage of him. Listening to Mengyu's gentle and gentle answer to the reporter's questions sentence by sentence, I can't help but be a little surprised that this woman with a small temperament is still so serious, well, knowledgeable, uninformed will definitely be deceived by this wolf, I am such a poor little sheep, baa.

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Zhao Mengyu, who returned home, collapsed on the sofa in prostration, and weakly instructed the little sheep in the house to bring tea and pour water, "Xiao Wang, do you know how tired my sister usually is, and I don't treat my sister well, I don't have any eyesight." ”

"Miss Zhao, this is the first time, when I really become a big name, I don't have to die of exhaustion..."

"Xiao Wang, I chose the path of a singer, there are so many seniors in front of me, it is difficult to get through..."

"Don't worry, I'll go with you."

"Then Miss Ben has decided, and I will reward you with the title of royal literati, are you satisfied?"

"Thank you, Lord Long..."

"Then you should take the road of film and television, and when the time comes, I will give you a preferential price when I sing the theme song for you, how about it, sister, is it sincere?"

"Oh, mom, it's really true..."Wang Xingyan, who had his own plan in his heart, echoed casually.

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Sitting in the Nortel classroom that he couldn't think of in his previous life, Wang Xingyan, who was stunned, was sketching a beautiful blueprint for the future

Vocal music, lines, body, performance, artistic accomplishment, audio-visual language, musical masterpieces, English, politics, etc. The division is really meticulous enough, Wang Xingyan suddenly felt that he had too many things to learn, there was no golden finger, only hard power.

Then end your college life in your junior year and graduate early, and you can't waste this rare and precious time of study.

Zhao Mengyu, who was sitting next to him, didn't have time to think about his complicated thoughts, she was reflecting, yes, reflecting.

Why it's been a week.,I haven't received a love letter.,Recalled the next week's wear.,It's good.,There's nothing to hide.,Strange...

Women's minds are too wonderful, although they don't feel anything about those little boys, but if they don't get attention, they will feel that they have some flaws recently. As everyone knows, who has the courage to write love letters to her when he sticks to Wang Xingyan every day...

Although Wang Xingyan is not a big five or three thick type, he is also more than 1.8 meters tall, although his well-proportioned muscles are hidden in his clothes, from the outside, it is not an ordinary boy who dares to step forward and touch his head. Nortel is not lacking in beautiful women, why bother to love a flower, and hurt your body when you are bitter.

Yao Yuan was handing out a textbook prepared by himself to the students in the classroom one by one, when he saw these two students who traveled overseas, at first glance, they were quite compatible, and coughed helplessly.

Wang Xingyan, who came back to his senses, looked at "Actor's Self-cultivation" in his hand, with a strange look. Could this be the legendary God's Collection?

"Ahem, students, next, your university's acting studies will officially begin."

"Although the performance cannot be dogmatic, but the "Self-cultivation of Actors" in your hands, I think, is a must-read masterpiece for every practitioner, and I sincerely hope that you can attach importance to the book in your hands, it will accompany you for a lifetime."

Turning the first page, it is not the table of contents page, nor the author's message page, but it is very conspicuous that there are only two lines of words.

"The provenance is unknown,

It is only called 'the self-cultivation of actors'. ”

Seeing this, Wang Xingyan couldn't help but think, could this really be the book in Zhou Xingxing's hand, and not Stanislavsky's?

As the head of the department, Yao Yuan, Professor Yao, who is full of peach and plums, has no doubt that his acting skills are bottomless. Among this class of students, compared with Zhao Mengyu, who is more respected by other teachers, he pays more attention to another focal point, Wang Xingyan.

Wang Xingyan, who is remarkable in terms of literary talent, at this time, does not have the slightest arrogant thoughts, and seriously absorbs scattered knowledge and skills as capital for the future. There are classics from the past life, but they are unable to show it in front of the world, just like the mirror, people gradually collapse.

Yao Yuan, who was very satisfied with Wang Xingyan's learning attitude, even moved the idea of accepting apprentices, and then thought about it, is it really that he is old, this kind of thought came out, shook his head and smiled, but this means that his good impression of Wang Xingyan has skyrocketed.

Day after day, year after year, of course, time is not so fast, exaggerated and exaggerated... Nortel's classroom is not enforced, and what you learn is entirely up to you.

Just as a teacher who retains students by roll call is the same as a junior who retains a man by pregnancy. Isn't it?

One class after another, all the girls are not soaking, but there is a little tiger with teeth and claws beside him.

Wang Xingyan, who once said to Zhao Mengyu, "If you deliberately make trouble when I talk to girls, I can only treat you as a daughter-in-law", after getting the answer of "Okay, the door is not locked every day, waiting for you, I just have no sense of security since I was a child, and I hid a pair of scissors under the pillow to defend myself", he died down and devoted himself to enriching himself.

"Hey, I said, I haven't seen you for the past few days."

"Why, if I don't stick to you for a day, you miss me?"

"I heard that there is a third-year official second generation, interesting to you?"

"What, jealous?"

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