Character Exchange System [Entertainment]

During the run, I was not hit by a car, I didn’t encounter a sewer with a manhole cover stolen, and I didn’t have a flower pot that fell from the balcony.Movie Emperor Mu was so moved that his eyes almost filled with tears, and he couldn't help falling in love with this kind of treatment when he went out and hung up.

He grew up at the base of the imperial city, so he didn't need to follow the hints of the underworld navigation to take those long detours.Mu Tingche dexterously got into the old alley, supported the wall with one hand and turned over to the street. The young man's body was brisk and agile, which made him return to those days when he secretly skipped classes with his classmates to go to Internet cafes in college.

From Yanying to Yanying, it was like an inescapable reincarnation—the young man who was rushing to the art examination room suddenly felt a strange sense of fate, and sighed maturely.

University is the most relaxing and beautiful time in his life. He attends classes, practices, and occasionally climbs over the wall with his roommates to find an Internet cafe to eat instant noodles.Even after many years, those days are still his most precious memories.

Of course—if you really want to investigate carefully, after discovering that whenever he skips a class, the teacher will roll his name, in the second month of college, the experience of climbing the wall has actually been cruelly turned into a precious memory by his roommates .

The distance to run was not far, and Yan Ying and his residence happened to be at the two ends of Nan Luo Gu Lane. As long as he found a smooth road, he still had a precious chance to avoid being late.

The imperial capital has been developing faster and faster in recent years, and the location here can almost be regarded as every inch of land.A villa located on the edge of Nanluoguxiang, although it is not very big, its value is beyond the imagination of King Mu, who is hungry and full.As long as there is such a house, there is probably no need to worry about the rest of life.

It's a pity that he really only has such a house - the money in the drawer is all ghost coins, and the food in the refrigerator is all tributes, so that the film emperor Mu who finally came back to life has a place to sleep and stay. In addition, it has been reduced to the point where even three meals are not provided.

When he realized that he was actually a poor man holding a golden mountain, Mutingche actually thought about selling the house for some food money.It's a pity that the unstable trial period system may not be random, so he had to completely give up the idea of ​​moving furniture and selling it, so he could only honestly plan ways to make money.

It went smoothly along the way.Forcing himself to ignore the aroma of pancakes and fruits from fried tofu and shortbread stalls along the street, Muting Che rushed to the outside of the examination room in one go in 10 minutes, and handed over his examination admission ticket and ID card while panting heavily.

"Is there anyone else? If there is no one, the next group can start preparing."

After rushing down the stairs to the floor where the examination room was located, I heard a familiar voice.Mutingche turned around the corner of the stairs with the tail of his words, recognized the person in front of him at a glance, and suddenly let go of his heart: "Mr. Sha—please wait a moment!"

Not all students who graduate from the acting department are going to become actors, and there are not a few who stay in school to teach.This person's name is Sha Baotian, who happens to be Mu Jing University's roommate for four years. He is kind-hearted and good-natured, and his tears are unearthly low. He can become jealous after reading a touching story.Among Yan Ying's teachers who are maverick and have a strange temper, she is definitely the one who is most likely to soften her heart.

Relying on selling miserably to trick the other party into buying steamed stuffed buns for him for four years, the film emperor Mu used this trick again with perfect proficiency, without any psychological burden at all.

He stopped Sha Baotian, who was about to read the list, with a loud voice. The delicate-looking young man barely stood still while holding his knees. He raised his head out of breath, and his eyes turned red with lightning speed: "Teacher, I'm sorry. ——My car was stuck on the second ring road for two hours, I ran all the way here..."

"Mutinche? You were the last one in the last group, and I thought you weren't coming—it's all right, I'll go and tell the teachers for you, this situation should be accommodated."

Unsurprisingly, upon seeing his red eye sockets, Sha Baotian nodded hastily.Looking at the pitiful little guy in front of him, he couldn't help but rubbed his hair comfortingly, without any doubt why the other party knew his last name: "Take care of your appearance first, I'll go talk to the inside, come out later and call you……"

He was always warm-hearted, and he didn't want to embarrass these art candidates who had worked hard for an unknown amount of time. He comforted him in a gentle voice, then turned around and walked quickly into the examination room.

Muting Che breathed a sigh of relief, took off his down jacket and put it on the chair.After straightening his collar in front of the mirror on the fire hydrant, several candidates who were waiting outside to prepare for the interview came up with concern.

"Brother, it's really you - did you really run over from the second ring road?"

A tall and tall boy patted him on the shoulder, lowered his voice curiously, and handed him a bottle of mineral water in a friendly manner: "Drink it, it's unopened——Yan Ying sent a bottle alone, you came too late If it's too late, you won't be able to catch up."

"Thank you."

Finally recovering his breath, Mutingche moved his aching legs and thanked him with a smile.Unscrewing the bottle cap and taking a few sips, a tissue was timidly handed over to him: "Student, wipe off your sweat... take a breath before going in. I heard that Yanying's teachers are very good. It's hard for you."

Unpredictably, he felt the friendly treatment, Mu Yingdi tried his best to let go of the vigilance that was born because it was too smooth.Swallowing the water down in small sips, making sure that he couldn't choke again, he smiled and nodded to the long-haired girl who handed him the paper.

"Thank you—are you all waiting for the interview? It's time for lunch break soon, and I have delayed your time and caused you trouble."

He has been in the circle for more than ten years, and he is already very proficient in the most gentle and decent smile.The qualifications of the students are still relatively low, seeing the lovable and gentle smile on that exquisite face, they couldn't help but burst out from the bottom of their hearts even if they got close.

"What's the delay? You were originally the last one in the previous group—besides, we were the last group in the morning, and there were only three of us left. The teacher may not be patient. With one more of you, there can be a little more A little weight."

Before he finished apologizing, the short-haired girl next to him interrupted him, and extended her hand to him cheerfully: "Rong Yi, a repeat student, was a bit behind in culture class last year. The stupid big guy at the door is Wu Feng, This little sister is called Lin Ya. Since God wants you to be late to join our team, you might as well hang out with us. As long as you can pass the first test, Xiao Pin will definitely not wrong you."

Yesterday he was still standing on the shining stage, but today he suddenly returned to the distant starting point before everything started. This feeling is already very strange, so strange that he almost feels a little novel again, but there is also an inexplicable expectation from the bottom of his heart. About to probe out.

With slightly warm eyes, Muting Che smiled at her and nodded slightly.Just as he was about to hold her hand, Wu Feng, who was lying by the door and eavesdropping on what was going on inside, suddenly let out a "shh", and then waved vigorously at several people: "Hurry up, come here, there's a fight inside... "

"what?!"

Unexpectedly, Sha Baotian's face-faced temperament could actually fight with others, and it seemed that he might still have something to do with him.Muting Che's heart sank, and he immediately put aside his original thoughts, walked over quickly, held his breath and listened to the movement inside.

"I don't understand - what are you doing all this time today? It's just that you're a few minutes late, so how about a little accommodation? The students are here for the art test, not to show you off!"

"I'm so yin and yang, don't you all have pretty faces! Don't look at what's on each of you, anyone who is absent-minded will know what you are thinking!"

"Shut up! You—"

"You, you, you, you were sent by an old man to help, what qualifications do you have to teach me?"

……

Hearing the familiar voice inside, Muting Che's eyes finally sank completely.

Yan Ying has many veteran artists with both virtue and skill, but there have never been many wonderful teachers. The one who is arguing with Sha Baotian now is one of them.

In the vocal group, Yu Chengyun, when Mu Tingche was still Mu Jing, the two of them were inexplicably at odds with each other in all directions and from multiple angles. When Mu Jing was teaching in Yanying, the other party also tripped him up.Sha Baotian has a good relationship with himself, and he and Yu Chengyun have always been in harmony with each other. Although they also dislike each other, they never really quarreled so violently.

Sha Baotian is obviously not good at quarreling.After Yu Chengyun's mocking voice fell, there was no new response for a long time. Just when Mutingche thought that this quarrel would end without a problem, Yu Chengyun's cold and ironic voice suddenly came.

"It's just that someone died. Looking at all of you hypocritically, it seems so sad and sad-even if he wins a movie king, so what, does it prove how good his acting skills are? Everyone praised him so much, when did Yan Ying become so utilitarian..."

The following words were interrupted by a muffled sound. I don't know if the whole martial arts was directly staged in it, but only a dull and painful sound was heard.

Standing at the door, Mutingche suddenly felt a tightness in his throat.

Of course he understood what was being said in it - he was busy investigating the cause of his death after death, and it was only a blink of an eye to come back alive.Even he himself only regarded his death as a joke, but it was the first time he heard this fact from someone else's mouth, but his chest was still inexplicably congested.

Mu Jing is gone, there will never be such a person in this world.

He had already lived enough in his previous life, and when he thought about it carefully, he had no regrets or grievances.Didn't the jokes of his life have been made into legends by him, and they came to an abrupt end at the peak moment, so there is no need to worry about the prosperity and decline, and there is no need to be afraid of being unsustainable.What everyone remembers is the radiant Mu Jing, who has passed away, and the splendid ending is always the easiest to be embellished with the deepest memory.

He has no regrets.

Slowly exhaling the turbid air stagnated in his chest, relying on the usual spiritual victory method, Muting Che forcibly put aside those meaningless sadness.He patted his cheek lightly twice, but there was still a faint shadow in his eyes.

——Even if Mu Jing is dead, he still doesn't want to be commented on his life like this.

Thinking of the stumbling blocks that the other party had put on him in his previous life, a gleam of coldness flashed in Mu Yingdi's eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up in a cold and emotionless arc.

Now is not the time for tit-for-tat. When I re-enter Yanying, I still have time to deal with this guy slowly...

"Is this what they're talking about? The news I just read this morning, the actor, scared me to death!"

Wu Feng patted his chest, took out his phone, clicked on a news page and handed it over.Mutingche took it subconsciously, temporarily suppressed his original thoughts, quickly swipe the screen, and browsed the content on it.

In just one day, conspiracy theories have been flying all over the sky.No one believed that a living person could really be choked to death by a sip of water. The melon-eaters were excited and swore that they would swallow the mineral water bottle alive if there was no mastermind behind it.A group of friends in the circle also expressed their deep condolences through Weibo, and everyone seemed to be too sad to hold back.

Looking at the true or false words, Mutingche finally couldn't help but sighed softly.Turning to the bottom of a piece of news, my eyes suddenly focused on a screenshot of the awards ceremony.

The only thing that made him worry was that stupid little wood who jumped out to speak for him...

Xiao Mutou's real name is Feng Linwan, and he is also from Yanying's major class, and he is the precious apprentice of Mr. Li from the Broadcasting Department.Mu Jing is a teacher in the Acting Department. He occasionally goes to the Broadcasting Department to teach a lesson or two on body language skills. Feng Linwan is always the most serious student.

Because he is not a few years younger than these students, he rarely puts on airs as a teacher, and he can easily get along with the students as brothers.Always stared at by those bright black eyes, Mu Jing half-jokingly gave him such a nickname, but never thought that this kid would dare to stand up and speak for himself on such a big live broadcast .

A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. This little wood only knows that he has been wronged on stage, but he doesn't know what will happen if he complains for himself.

Thinking of the firmness and stubbornness in those eyes, Mu Yingdi sighed worriedly——I don’t know if I characterize this matter as a student standing in for the teacher, and whether I can make those who don’t like me look like Tong Yan. For the sake of taboo, let go of that rash little piece of wood.

Returning the mobile phone to Wu Feng, looking at the few students who were worried because the review teacher called, Mu Tingche paused for a moment, then beckoned and led them to the opposite side of the corridor.

"Remember, we didn't hear anything today, and we must never spread a word, not with parents or friends. It is difficult to find out the source of rumors. If today's things spread, it can only be a few of us. Everyone will be implicated, and no one will be able to pass by then—we have very few people, as long as you are really good enough and your mouth is closed enough, in order to minimize the impact, Yan Ying will probably appear a little more tolerant...Understand me mean?"

The rules of the game in the adult world are a bit complicated for simple high school art candidates.Except for Rong Yi who widened his eyes slightly and nodded hesitantly, both Wu Feng and Lin Ya still looked confused, but obediently raised their hands to assure: "Don't worry, we will definitely not speak out, we must Don’t drag down our group of companions.”

"Forget it—you can understand it this way..."

Looking at the clean eyes, Mutingche gave up his original idea.He didn't say any more to them about the truth that it's too early to know, just nodded with a smile, and couldn't help but frowned slightly and looked at the closed door.

Suddenly, indistinct footsteps came from the stairs.

Slightly limping, but the pace is not slow, and the interval between each step is almost the same.If you use a stopwatch to time the time, you will find that the error does not exceed [-] seconds.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Muting Che raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed with surprise, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised an excited smile.

"Remember what I said, as long as you are strong enough, our luck will probably explode."

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