……

Now it seems that if the extremely talented drama performer is the eldest or younger of the Su family, things should be extremely difficult.

Not to mention whether the president will agree to the Su family's entry into Xingchen International, it is estimated that the chairman of the Su family will not agree.

Thinking of such a good actor, if he couldn't enter Xingchen International because of the events of the year, the two agents couldn't help but sigh.

Oh, no, it should be said that he is more than a good actor, if time passes, it is not impossible for the Su family to be the next actor Ye Zichen.

The two gold medal agents looked at each other, frowning, and didn't know what to do.

……

Time seems to pass under such circumstances, and the festival is gradually coming to an end.

A cold voice rang out with another sweet voice.

Qin Qingyu: Happy times are always too short, and good memories always make people nostalgic.

Wang Junqi: The Holy City Arts Festival is coming to an end.

Qin Qingyu: Let our singing stay here, let our smile become eternal here.

Wang Junqi: Let us transform the enthusiasm of the art festival into the motivation for learning, open the door to ideals with knowledge, shape the artistic life with talents, and let go of hope and pursue dreams.

He: This is the end of the Campus Arts Festival, thank you!

When the words fell, the audience was indeed cheering, and it reflected the gloomy loneliness of the two gold medal agents.

The students, teachers, and leaders in the art hall all began to walk towards the door of the hall, and after a long time, the two agents who were sitting there motionless began to leave.

Walking on the lonely cherry blossom trail, no one wants to break this silence first.

It seemed that it was about to come to an end when a gentle voice sounded just in time, "What now?" Such a good seedling, if you don't sign it, what a pity. ”

The woman next to her paused, and also said politely with a sigh, "Yes, it's a pity, but there is no way, the president is not expected to let go." ”

"Wait, what did you just say?"

A male agent was still immersed in the pain of missing out on the next actor just now, but after hearing a certain sentence, he couldn't help but be stunned, and he didn't react a little.

The woman next to her was stunned by his move, and paused before saying, "I said it's a pity, but I can't help it!" ”

A male agent frowned, "No, it should be the latter sentence." ”

"Huh? I said that the president probably won't let go, what's wrong? ”

Hearing this, the male agent rarely showed a ghostly smile, and said with a smile, "Sister Yao, I seem to have an idea." ”

A female agent retreated, goosebumps all over her body rose, and her voice trembled a little, "Yang Ran, don't look at me with such an expression, it doesn't feel like a good thing." ”

"You don't want to know the idea?"

"There's a way to say it quickly!"

As the words fell, there was no sound in the air, and the atmosphere became extremely quiet, even the wind stopped, as if waiting for his answer.

Yang Ran looked up at the dark sky and found that there seemed to be a star that was extremely dazzling, and paused before saying, "I thought we could send an email to the president, in the form of first suppressing and then promoting, and finally admiring the acting skills of the Su family."

I think that, according to the personality of the president, I might agree. ”

The agent named Sister Yao smiled, and seemed to suddenly open up, "Yes, this may be okay, after all, the president still cherishes people with acting skills." ”