Zhou Xueqiu's tone carried a hint of unquestionable firmness.

However, this simple declarative sentence brought Zhuo Xuan a great sense of shock.

"The script is...... Beast? The last word Zhuo Xuan read with great difficulty, and then he only felt a moment of dizziness.

Before you know it, it's back to square one.

Starting again, he is still the young man who pretended to be mature with his father's watch, and he had to face the "beast" in place of his father, whose life and death were unknown!

"Can the beast be a script?"

Zhuo Xuan took a deep breath of air, and only then did he exhale the turbid air until his chest was swollen and painful, as if this would make him feel better.

Hearing Zhuo Xuan's question, Zhou Xueqiu nodded and responded: "Don't preconceive that 'beast' is a living thing, it is just a general term for a phenomenon. ”

Zhuo Xuan thought for a moment: "So, you want me to help you contain this beast?" ”

"Yes," Zhou Xueqiu's mouth curled into a smile, but he didn't smile, "You help me contain this beast, and after I get strengthened, we can join forces." That's your sincerity. ”

"And what about your sincerity?" Zhuo Xuan touched his nose, he felt as if he had been pitted.

"I told you to be careful of that woman, isn't it already an expression of sincerity?" Zhou Xueqiu Zhenzhen said, "If I really want to hurt you, I can ignore this matter, let that woman approach you, and then kill you!" ”

Actually, I'm afraid you'll trick me before you die!

Zhou Xueqiu cursed secretly in his heart, according to his understanding of Zhuo Xuan, this is definitely not a person who can suffer.

"Okay, it's barely a win-win cooperation," Zhuo Xuan no longer bothered about the gains and losses this time, in the long run, Zhou Xueqiu becoming his ally is already the biggest gain, "Then what are you going to do next?" ”

"I'll send you another message after dinner in the afternoon. We go to the Big Arts Troupe Activity Center, where they are supposed to rehearse. Zhou Xueqiu stretched out his hand to straighten the tie again, and it seemed to be very neck-strangled.

--

After dinner, Zhuo Xuan felt a wave of sleepiness hit him, but he knew that this was not the time to rest. According to the address given by Zhou Xueqiu, Zhuo Xuan soon came to the activity center of the big art troupe.

The Grand Art Troupe is actually the abbreviation of the University Student Art Troupe, most of the members are students of Tinglin University, and the department has a clear division of labor, mainly responsible for organizing art rehearsal activities.

Pushing open the door of the rehearsal room, there are rows of audience seats arranged in a stepped pattern in a large space that can accommodate hundreds of people. The lights under the stage were dim, and Zhuo Xuan soon found Zhou Xueqiu sitting in the back row watching the performance on stage. He walked up to Zhou Xueqiu, who looked at him and signaled to silence.

Zhuo Xuan didn't ask much and sat next to Zhou Xueqiu.

Offstage, the scattered figures also did not say a word, and they were engrossed in the performances of the actors on stage.

Eight headlights at the top of the stage cast a bright light as the actors stood in their respective positions, waiting to be spoken. Opportunity for lines. Since it was a dress rehearsal, none of them were wearing costumes, and the curtain behind them was not opened. In Zhuo Xuan's opinion, standing on the bare stage at random like this, saying slightly translated lines, seems somewhat funny.

Zhou Xueqiu listened to the lines carefully, but he didn't laugh like Zhuo Xuan.

"Another one!" The boy who plays the lead role is impassioned, "Who knew it wouldn't be a lawyer's skeleton?" Where is his sword-and-pen technique and his eloquence of reversing black and white? Why did he let this presumptuous fellow hit him on the head with a filthy shovel and not charge him with a single charge of assault......"

……

I don't know how long it took, but the sleepiness after the meal hit again, and Zhuo Xuan couldn't help but yawn.

"What a horrific massacre!" The other supporting character moves, "Ah! Proud of the Grim Reaper! Thou hast slain so many royal nobles with such cruelty, and what a sumptuous feast you will have in your eternal cave! ”

The plot seems to be coming to an end, and the boy, who is one of the protagonists, suddenly breaks away from his original position and stands at the front of the stage, and he begins to chant in a mournful tone: "Torture is endless, promise no redemption / Totalitarian darkness, split the world / Black star hates forever, never ends / The king's evil drama stops abruptly ......"

Just as he was about to continue reading, a girl who is also an actor suddenly interrupted: "Do we have this scene?" ”

Her crisp voice echoed on the stage like a hammer, waking up the actors and the audience who were immersed in the story.

"Katarina, what's the matter with you?" The male actor who was interrupted from singing turned his head, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

The girl who was questioned was taken aback: "What do you call me?" ”

Carter...... Xinyu, what are you interrupting me for? The boy shook his head, as if he had been immersed in the plot for too long, and what he blurted out was the girl's name in the play.

Lin Xinyu didn't care about the boy's name anymore, she frowned, and continued the topic just now: "I said that there is no such scene, and it is not written in the script at all!" ”

The dispute that was taking place on the stage was not reflected in Zhou Xueqiu's eyes at all, and when he heard the word "script", his pupils contracted significantly.

The rest of the audience didn't know why, after all, they only came here to watch a dress rehearsal, and they didn't even know anything about the plot and script.

Zhou Xueqiu poked Zhuo Xuan, who was about to fall asleep, with his arm: "Don't fall asleep, it's time to act." ”

Zhuo Xuan woke up like a dream, and quickly got up from his seat, he smiled embarrassedly, and followed Zhou Xueqiu to the stage.

Damn, this plot is so boring, okay!

Zhuo Xuan complained in his heart, and at the same time he looked up at the stage, only to find that the actors on the stage had no intention of acting, as if they were arguing about the script.

"Xinyu Schoolgirl!" Zhou Xueqiu walked to the stage and called out with a smile.

Zhuo Xuan, who was standing behind Zhou Xueqiu, heard such an energetic tone, and couldn't help but have black lines on his head. He clearly remembered that the last time Zhou Xueqiu used such a tone was when he was plotting to seize his watch.

Lin Xinyu was still arguing with her companions about the scene, but suddenly heard a warm voice, she looked in the direction from which the voice came, looked into Zhou Xueqiu's face, and greeted with a smile: "Senior Xueqiu!" ”

Zhuo Xuan's gaze wandered over the two of them for a while, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Senior sister, is it possible that there is any adultery?

"I heard a few juniors say that you have a rehearsal of a drama today, and I came to see it," Zhou Xueqiu deliberately made a look of ignorance, "But you just rehearsed the drama to the end, it seems that something went wrong, you must know that this time there are students and teachers from other universities who came to visit and study, and there was a problem on the day of the performance, which affected the honor of our school." ”

is worthy of being the student president, and he has an official tone in a set, and this big hat is buttoned.

Zhuo Xuan frantically nodded his skills to complain, but the surface was still unfazed.

Many students on the stage had seen Zhou Xueqiu, and they were obviously a little afraid of this student president, so they didn't know what to say for a while, so they had to look at each other.

Lin Xinyu and Zhou Xueqiu were slightly more familiar than others, and after she heard Zhou Xueqiu's words, she said what she and the others had just argued about.

"The part of the poetry singing in the back is not in the script," Lin Xinyu said, "In fact, there were also additional scenes in the previous rehearsals, which were harmless." It may be that they are too involved in the play, but this time it is too much, and it affects the timing of other people's lines. ”

"So that's the case," Zhou Xueqiu nodded, he looked at the few students around Lin Xinyu who looked anxious and wanted to open their mouths to defend themselves, and asked them, "Have you added drama?" ”

"Nope!" The boy who sang the poem before replied categorically, "We have all read the script, and I don't know why Senior Sister Xinyu is talking nonsense." There is clearly this paragraph in the script. ”

"Yes, we all saw it!" Several other student actors expressed their opinions.

This time it was Lin Xinyu's turn to look ugly.

Zhou Xueqiu smiled secretly in his heart, what he was waiting for was your words.

He didn't wait for Lin Xinyu to continue to speak, and continued: "In this case, why don't you take us to find the script, open the script and proofread it, isn't it clear who is right and who is wrong?" ”

Surprisingly, after Zhou Xueqiu's words fell, Lin Xinyu and the boy who had just spoken closed their mouths tacitly, revealing embarrassment.

"Isn't the script here?" Zhou Xueqiu held back his temperament and then asked.

"It's not," Lin Xinyu explained a little awkwardly, these words seemed to make her feel embarrassed to outsiders, "After we read the script once, it was amazing that we could immediately memorize the lines." Then, the president took the script away, hugged it every day, and no one read it. ”

"Is your president here? Let's ask him. Zhou Xueqiu knew that the script was not in the hands of these people, so he didn't bother more, his purpose was "beast" from the beginning.

Lin Xinyu was about to speak, but suddenly found Zhuo Xuan standing behind Zhou Xueqiu looking around, and couldn't help opening his mouth slightly, showing a very surprised look: "Eh, it's you!" ”

Zhuo Xuan was not very interested in these drama-type works of art, and if it weren't for the alliance with Zhou Xueqiu, he wouldn't even have stepped into the center of the activities of this big art troupe. barely heard the end of the drama, Zhuo Xuan, who was about to fall asleep, was listless, who would have thought that he would meet acquaintances here.

It's just that when he looked at Lin Xinyu, he couldn't remember where he had seen each other.

"You are?" Zhuo Xuan asked with a puzzled expression.

"I've seen you in a college town! Crying super miserably, cross the road like that and be careful of being hit by a car! ”

As if to remind Zhuo Xuan of her troubles, she described the scene at that time vividly, almost asking Zhuo Xuan to recreate a scene.

Zhou Xueqiu listened halfway, and suddenly had a feeling of wanting to laugh.

What, he even cried!

Thinking of the heartbreak after breaking up with Zhong Yingru, Zhuo Xuan was reluctant to dwell on this topic anymore, and he got down to business for the first time with black lines: "Let's not talk about these things first, it's the most important thing to get the script and help you proofread it." ”

"The president is in the backstage lounge, turn left to the third room." Lin Xinyu thoughtfully pointed out the direction for Zhou Xueqiu and Zhuo Xuan, "We won't go." ”

"Why?" Although this was in line with Zhou Xueqiu's thoughts, he still asked politely.

"Didn't you say it just now, the president doesn't want to show the script to anyone," Lin Xinyu stuck out his tongue, looking playful and cute, "About this drama, as long as he talks about it, he will be very irritable." If something goes wrong with us, he'll scold us to death. ”

"This person is really getting more and more dishonest, and he will scold his younger brothers and sisters." Zhou Xueqiu looked like he was going to stand up for them, and his words that seemed to be talking to himself immediately won the favor of the students around him.

"You wait, I'll help you do justice!"

"Thank you, senior!"

"Thank you, Senior Xueqiu!"

……

"That's how you bought people's hearts?" On the way to the backstage lounge area, Zhuo Xuan asked in a low voice.

Zhou Xueqiu didn't squint, and replied with a normal face: "Yes, occasionally with tears." ”

Damn it!

Zhuo Xuan stopped, his face sad and indignant.

He knew that Zhou Xueqiu was ridiculing his crying nose, so he couldn't help but curse in his heart, and hurriedly quickened his pace to follow.

……

The backstage lounge is located at the rear of the stage.

Walking down the stairs, stepping on the bright red carpet, and passing through the long corridor with imitations of famous paintings hanging on both sides of the wall, I came to the place that Lin Xinyu had just said.

After turning left, there are three rooms in total.

The middle room is the largest, and it has both a dressing room and a dressing room for the actors. On either side are the actors' resting areas, with couches for resting and tea served.

Discussion of scripts is usually also here.

As the student president, Zhou Xueqiu also has a lot of contacts with the student cadres of the big art troupe, and he is very familiar with these places as if he were his own back garden. Zhuo Xuan came back here for the first time, looking around from time to time, and let out curious exclamations.

However, when approaching the third room, without Zhou Xueqiu's reminder, Zhuo Xuan was immediately silenced.

He knew that next, the two of them might no longer face ordinary people, but "beasts"!

A beast that can easily kill people!

Whether the other party is a crude humanoid concrete statue or a script, Zhuo Xuan knows very well that he should never be underestimated.

Because they are called "beasts."

The two of them fell silent in unison, and even their steps slowed slightly.

The soles of his feet stepped on the bright blood-red carpet and made a slight sound, Zhou Xueqiu glanced back at Zhuo Xuan, who was sweating on his forehead, and found that he was also nervous.

There was a dead silence in the air.

The lines that were still clear behind him didn't know when they disappeared, and at this time, only the heartbeat of the two people continued, plopping and fluttering, as if echoing some kind of omen.

Zhou Xueqiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his throat moved slightly. He stretched out his palm, bent slightly, and knocked on the tightly closed door with his knuckles.

"Bang, bang, bang."