Yesterday, both barbershops in Li Jiadou ushered in a wave of customer flow, men and women lined up to wash, cut and blow, curly hair straightened, and colorful hair dyed black again......

Both the so-called chief barber and the barbershop apprentices were all mobilized, and they were busy from half past five in the afternoon until the lights went out at the art school.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004, 8:25 a.m., 2309, 2309, Classroom 030105 Performance, East Wing Teaching Building, Art School.

As far as the eye can see, a water of white shirts and black butterflies, and below are various pleated skirts with black silk, white silk, and bare legs...... They are all carefully selected by the girls according to the rumored preferences of Wu Dong.

Six boys are much simpler, white shirts, black suits, trousers, and black leather shoes.

", look at these pheasants have become ladies!"

"Brother Tao, you want to die. With a wave of someone's hand, your boyfriend can call forty or fifty, and you won't have a chance to beg for mercy at that time. ”

The young man known as Brother Tao pursed his lips disdainfully...... Obediently shut his mouth.

"Hey, I'm so envious of Tong Yan, he has been alone in the acting class in the past two years, how good do you think it would be if I could become a girl." Zhang Xiaoge fiddled with the orchid finger and sighed.

"Koizumi, if you really become a girl, remember ,......"

"Damn, what are you two muttering about?"

"I said that if he becomes a girl, let me be cool first."

Brother Tao didn't notice their obscene conversation, and still said to himself: "Don't complain, if you say that Principal Wu is still very inclined to boys according to the ratio of women, there is Wang Haoran in the music department, and there is a childlike face in the performance department, I have calculated that the ratio of men and women is about five to one, but the ratio of our school is ten to one, but boys have more advantages." ”

Chen Senmiao sighed and said: "It's useless to say that the proportion, just two, big brother, it's two!" ”

……

The classroom style of the art school is like this, everyone giggles and chats when the teacher is there, and everyone still giggles and chats when the teacher is not there.

In another ten years, the order of the classroom will be much better, everyone will be busy playing games, and there will naturally be less chat.

……

"......Shhh Fuck me quiet, Principal Wu is here~~~"

"Quick, quiet! Little slut, you take back your legs for me, and you want to rob my mother of my C position, you want to die! ”

"My Sassy Girlfriend" has become popular all over Asia, and many girls in art schools speak in a style that resembles Kwon Ji-hyun.

"Click...... Squeak~~~"

Bai Jia led Wu Dong into the classroom, "Principal Wu, this is the classroom of our 0305 class"

"Ahhh......h

"Hello Principal Wu~~~"

Bai Jia hurriedly gestured to everyone to be quiet, "Sit down, be quiet, be quiet...... but it didn't work.

"Principal Wu, our whole family likes you."

"Principal Wu, I love you~~~"

"Hahaha......"

The classroom is even more chaotic than the wet market...... Then it quickly quieted down.

Bai Jia's gestures and verbal reminders were completely useless, and Wu Dong just glanced at them coldly.

Feeling Wu Dong's dissatisfaction, the student immediately turned into a good baby.

Wu Dong said casually: "Today, it was your head teacher who invited me to rehearse a short play for everyone, so first of all, I want to select a few assistants, if anyone is interested in trying out the assistant director, field affairs, drama management, makeup artist or something, you can raise your hand." ”

He didn't deliberately raise his voice.

In the past, when he was lecturing, he always had to raise his voice to cover the students, and often his voice became hoarse after four classes, and later the school also equipped each teacher with a microphone but it was still useless.

Now he just speaks as usual, and every student sticks his head out for fear of missing a little bit of useful information.

……

Wu Dong was also troubled that year, and he also ordered a bound edition of "Speech and Eloquence" for the whole year.

It turns out that if you are a beggar or a lotus flower, no one will answer you; A group of people who fart a big man will carefully analyze:

…… Zhang Ju's farts are probably a sign of dissatisfaction with us......

…… No, he should be very relaxed to fart so naturally, which is called a home away from home, which means that he is very satisfied with our reception......

…… This fart is reasonable, oh no, it is reasonable, Lao Wang, you are reasonable......

……

The students are very entangled in Wu Dong and let them choose as soon as they come up, the problem now is that if they become assistants, they can't act under Wu Dong's guidance, but if they don't raise their hands, there will be only one protagonist, in case it is not their turn, wouldn't they have to play tricks.

Wu Dong watched them entangled with interest, and Bai Jia looked at Wu Dong helplessly.

It's so realistic, the head teacher's face can not be given, and the sycophants of the entertainment industry can't be missed.

"Why don't I be an assistant director?"

"You're not going to act on stage, I'm going to try your play."

Wu Dong's expression was very solemn, but what he said, he couldn't say that it was not solemn, it depended on how to understand it.

"Where's the list of your classes!"

"Wu Xiaohua, list, list for me." Bai Jia shouted at the squad leader.

A schoolgirl whoosh! flashed in front of Wu Dong.

"Principal Wu, this is the list of our class, gender, age, dormitory, contact information, including mobile phone and QQ, I have all written it on it." She directly skipped the homeroom teacher.

Wu Dong smiled at Bai Jia and glanced at the list, "The words are good!" ”

The girl nodded shyly and smiled.

Wu Dong glanced at her, she was nearly 170 tall, and she was definitely the tallest kind among southern girls, with a good face, and a pair of life-threatening long legs wrapped in white stockings......

Sun Tao, Zhang Xiaoquan, Li Ming, Wu Lei, Zhao Xiaofeng, Wang Dashan.

"Just six boys?"

"Yes!" Teacher

"Just six!" Monitor.

"Wu Xiaohua, go back!" Bai Jia said coldly.

Wu Xiaohua didn't seem to be afraid of her, pouted, twisted it, and screwed back to his seat.

Wu Dong ignored her at all, art school, ordinary teachers would let the most social girls in the class be class cadres, and use their identities to restrain them.

It's completely useless, but it encourages unhealthy tendencies, but many teachers still do the same.

The dust on her face is heavier than Liu Qian, and I don't know if there are thousands of people.

The six male students came to the podium first. Let's choose the protagonist first, I need a handsome critic. ”

Wu Dong asked Teacher Bai to sit in the first row, "I'll give you a sample!" ”

"Hello everyone, I'm the host Wang Dazhui...... Hey, hey, hey......"

"Notice this contrast, solemn, witty, silly, all in one."

Wu Dong said casually, "Okay, which of you will come first?" ”

"Bang bang bang, bang" The heart beat violently uncontrollably, and Sun Tao was already blinded.

Last night, the boys' dormitory.

"Why do you think Principal Wu wants to help our class rehearse a skit?"

"Hey, hey, hey" Zhang Xiaoquan drew two big balls!

"Hey, hey, hey......" There was a lewd laugh in the bedroom.

"Don't talk nonsense, if Mr. Bai is ten years younger, maybe he can. Maybe President Wu wants to tap talents? ”

"Go to our class to dig talents, either pheasants or green tea, or we are leftovers in the entertainment industry like us, and we can only play corpses in Hengdian."

"The days of gangsters, this life is like this......" (end of this chapter)