After enjoying the movie he edited, the smug Sanjay also took a copy and handed it to the editors of the crew, saying that it was kept for reference. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

With a wave of his sleeve, the prince leaves Balaji Films, only to frighten the editors who don't know what to do with the demos.

Back home at the empty house, Sanjay suddenly felt a little lonely.

So he packed a few textbooks on his backpack and drove his college jeep to the University of Bombay, even though he didn't know his schedule, the structure of the campus, and the teacher he was supposed to take classes with.

When Sanjay came to the Faculty of Sociology of the University of Mumbai, he pulled out a textbook and began to correspond to the nameplate at the door of the classroom along the corridor, and after walking three floors, he finally found a classroom with the same name as the book in his hand.

Entering the classroom through the back door, Sanjay, who sat in the last section, pretending to open the book and listen to the lecture, was really focused on scanning the teachers and classmates in the room.

The teacher was a man in his forties, who looked fair and did not wear a headscarf.

This is a rare group of people in Mumbai, which has a lot of M, affected by the caste reduction system, as the most prolific film city in the world, Mumbai needs a large number of non-Brahmanical actors, but Jews and Jains are rarely willing to engage in the profession of actors.

In order to satisfy the general aesthetic of the masses, every film needs some fair-skinned people, especially men.

Although Mumbai's famous actors have almost all taken on two or three films a year, they still can't meet the huge demand in Bollywood.

Therefore, M's have become frequent visitors to all kinds of movies, and the people who serve these M stars naturally need to be M, so that Mumbai Special City has become the largest M settlement in the country in the new century.

Thinking that the leading actor in Bollywood at this time is still the three major sweats, Sanjay can't bear to complain about those seniors, it took so long, and he hasn't been able to upgrade his country's film industry.

Idle and bored, Sanjay listened to the professor's lecture without a clue, and repeatedly wrote the names of the three Khans in his notebook.

The sound of the back door rubbing against the floor tiles sounded again, and Sanjay, who had not sat on the side seat for a wider working surface, felt that the light shining in from the left was blocked a lot.

He turned his head to the side, listlessly trying to see what was covering the clouds, and did not expect to see a woman dressed in sari sitting to his left, the pen on the table, squeaking, as if to protest against the master's writing too fast.

In fact, this notebook wished for this beauty, and Sanjay also wanted to take notes when he started the class.

It's a pity that the professor taught Hindi for a while, English for a while, and Marathi for a while, and even Sanjay remembers that in this class, he also heard Telugu.

As the traditional woman next to her took notes, Sanjay's eyes began to move along her hand to her face.

Seeing a side face, Sanjay suddenly used a name in his memory, in order to confirm his conjecture.

Sanjay began to write Saruman Khan's name in his notebook in a louder voice, page after page, and even shook the table back and forth as he wrote.

The shaking table made Sanjay's first lesbian table turn her head angrily and stare at him.

looked at the beautiful woman who was obviously going to reprimand Sanjay, but she didn't hit anyone, and she didn't reprimand her.

She said in a tone that I know you, "Are you also a fan of Shah Rukh Khan?" “

"Movie fans? Can you tell me about me? No, no, I'm not. Sanjay, who had a judgment in his heart, deliberately pretended to be stupid.

"Then what are you doing there, writing his name over and over again?"

"Because I've heard that if you write someone's name a thousand times in a row in this notebook, their admirer will become yours, right?"

"What are you kidding, it's impossible, I won't abandon my Shah Rukh and like you."

After speaking, the young woman, who looked to be in her twenties, suddenly reached out and grabbed the notebook in front of Sanjay.

Sanjay, who was still a child, held the notebook and kept it very close to the woman's hand.

The scramble in the last row gradually became fierce, and there were great signs of getting out of control, and the professor, who wanted to pretend to be stupid for his students, had to stop teaching and throw the pen in his hand at Sanjay, who was sitting in the last row.

Originally, she transferred from St. Xavier's College to the University of Mumbai to study for a master's degree in sociology, which was very uncomfortable for Vidia Baran, who had been attending a girls' school since she was a child.

Her acting career always takes up a lot of her time, and even some professional classes can only be audited in undergraduate classes like today, and what is even more embarrassing is that today's fat pig-like investor is still pestering herself, causing herself to be late for half a class.

Vidia thought about taking notes carefully and apologizing to her tutor after class.

Who wants to be the male classmate who sits next to her, oh no, look at his face doesn't look like an undergraduate, and it should only appear on the face of a doctoral student, crane tail, it won't be wrong, he must be a crane tail who has been in high school for several years.

Coming from a middle-class Tamil family, Vidia Baran and her sister Priya both learned Carnatic dance during their childhood.

In this battle for the guardian idol, the foundation laid by her childhood dance practice made Vidia feel that she could take back the notebook immediately, and completely cut off the possibility that she fell in love with this bastard boy, no, it was the possibility of an old boy.

Prince Sanjay, who was in good health enough to beat dozens of unarmed soldiers by himself, not only dodged it by shaking his head but also holding it in his mouth in the face of the old professor's hidden weapon that had more than enough accuracy but insufficient strength.

With the professor's pen, the university students who focused their eyes on the corner where Sanjay and Vidia were, couldn't hold back for a moment, and what started as a laugh of one or two people quickly turned into a laugh of most people together.

The pen thrown by the professor from afar did not wear a cap, Sanjay ignored Vidia when he hung the pen, she was in a hurry to retrieve the notebook and did not expect Sanjay to stop, because of the height problem, it should have been a romantic throw, but Vidia's face hit the tip of the pen, and a thick stroke was drawn from the corner of her left mouth, and the other side of the pen bit pressed on Sanjay's face due to the effect of action and reaction.

This series of coincidences happened to be exposed in front of the students who were deeply immersed in boring studies.

Unable to stand the embarrassment of everyone laughing at themselves, Sanjay and Vidia got up almost at the same time.

With a bang, the heads of the two collided, and they sat back in their chairs under the reaction force.

This time, even the old professor laughed as if he was recalling an interesting story from his youth.

The embarrassed men and women who got up separately in the opposite direction grabbed their schoolbags and rushed to the back door in unison, the two of them were squeezed into the door less than 90 centimeters wide, their chests were tightly pressed against each other's, and their faces were forced to be very close.

Interacting with a beautiful woman at close range, Sanjay's lower body was uncontrollably congested, which made him even more embarrassed when he was just trying to play a prank, and his face became even redder.

Vidia used to be a fat girl, but in order to have a chance to act with her idol Shah Rukh Khan, she worked hard to lose weight in middle school to become the beauty she is now.

But losing weight didn't come without a price, and her breasts missed the best time to grow as a result.

Now that the two of them were pressed against their chests, Vidia found that her soft breasts were not as big as the bastard's iron pimple pecs on the other side, and Vidia's face turned redder than Sanjay's in shame.