Character Exchange System [Entertainment]

"Student, don't be nervous, I'm not a bad person..."

Holding the yogurt bought by Sha Baotian, the chocolate stuffed by Wu Feng, the lollipop that Lin Ya handed over with a blushing face, and a cup of milk tea bought by Mr. Li in his hand.Unmoved, Mu Tingche followed Feng Linwan, who had come out halfway, bit the straw hard, and snorted obscenely.

It was too much—to blow him out just like that.Even if Sha Baotian wanted to prevent Yu Chengyun from making things difficult for him from the root, but as the leader of the performance department, Li Lao did not object to the broadcasting department's behavior, which was obviously poaching.

These superficial snacks can't make up for the spiritual damage caused to a pure candidate who devoted himself to the performance department.

Thinking of Yu Chengyun's gloomy gaze looking at him before leaving, Mu Tingche felt even more annoyed—as a villain, he didn't do his duty properly at such a time and made a violent outburst, and let this little piece of wood He led himself out smoothly, don't the current villains lose face at all?

"I know it's a bit sudden to pull you out like this, but I still want to ask you one thing, and I hope you can agree."

Seriously handing over the deluxe version of the hamburger sandwiched with chicken chop Weilong, fried egg and fried tenderloin, Feng Linwan looked at him seriously, but there was still a trace of nervousness that could not be ignored from the brows.

"I heard you read that poem... I know this request is a bit presumptuous, can you please read it again at Teacher Mu's memorial service?"

Mutingche looked up at him in astonishment, paused for a hand reaching out to the hamburger, and then decisively took it back.

For a meal, I went to my own memorial service to read poetry.It was impossible for him to do such a thing when there were two other meals to spare.

This is a matter of principle, not even a super invincible deluxe hamburger.

The intention to refuse was too obvious, Feng Linwan's eyes dimmed instantly, but he still took his hand and put the hamburger in his hand.

"No matter how you say it—thank you. This is Teacher Mu's favorite poem during his lifetime. I came from the Department of Broadcasting, but I have never heard anyone who can read it like this...It makes people feel empathetic , even Teacher Mu himself can’t do it.”

His tone was always sincere, just like on the stage at that time, ignoring the voice in the headset, expressing his admiration for Mu Jing bluntly and frankly—anyone who met those eyes would not question him Sincerity in saying it.

Watched by those bright black eyes, Muting Che seemed to have returned to the star-studded stage in an instant.Ge Liang's gloomy expression suddenly flashed in his mind, his heart sank suddenly, and the bright worry jumped up again that couldn't be ignored.

Compared with his memorial service, there are other things worth worrying about.For example, this small piece of wood is likely to be squeezed and squeezed by others because of him, and it will stumbling forward step by step.

If an actor is squeezed out, as long as he grit his teeth and come looking for him, he can always make it to a work to prove himself with a blockbuster.But the brilliance of the host can only be accumulated by the day-to-day programs. If a host is suppressed and excluded in the station, he will hardly have any visible way out.

I can almost imagine how this little piece of wood that accepted death was knocked to the point of bleeding and still didn't know how to turn around. Yingdi Mu grabbed his wrist, and his eyes were full of worry that his daughter would be bullied at her husband's house: "Feng Teacher, you should stop staying at Tianyu and change jobs quickly."

"..."

I was caught off guard by the jumpy dialogue and disrupted the rhythm.Feng Linwan blinked her eyes in astonishment, and instinctively pursed her dry lips. Looking at the half-grown boy who suddenly looked worried and worried, she finally lost all logic.

"No—don't be nervous, I'm not a bad person."

Seeing the dazed and frightened expression of the other party, Mutingche rubbed his forehead with a headache, and tried hard to think about how to tell the other party this truth in a less shocking way: "I mean—look, Teacher Mu is here I got the film king there, but that kind of misfortune happened when I turned around. Maybe Tianyutai's feng shui is not good, and it is really not suitable for Yan Ying's people..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly kicked on the buttocks.

Still familiar force, still familiar angle.Mutingche stood at attention reflexively and turned around, and met Li Wende's angry and funny eyes without any surprise: "Nonsense—if you throw people from our acting department in front of the broadcasting department, you don't want to come Retest!"

"Old Li, have you finished the interview?"

In his previous life, he was already proficient at making the old man happy. Mutingche gave up his seat with a smile, and then eagerly handed over the hamburger in his hand: "Thank you for getting old——I don't know my score yet, can you give me the hamburger?" Let me tell you..."

"I don't eat these things to coax children, you can eat it yourself. You can tell the score by looking at the rankings. What is there to worry about?"

Elder Li glanced at him, and his eyes really softened a little.He casually waved his hands and sat down, calmly looked at Feng Linwan who still hadn't recovered, raised his hand and gently pressed his shoulder: "Xiao Feng, I know what you're thinking... I thought about it last night. Su, it’s better not to hold this memorial service. With that brat’s temper, he won’t be happy for us to read his life.”

Mu Tingche put his hands flat on his knees obediently, and sat up straight with his nose, mouth, mouth and heart, but in his heart he was crazily calling for Li Lao's wisdom—after all, as long as he thought of his [-] plays that were interrupted due to unexpected strikes by actors, Of the [-] or so films, the [-] or so films were forced to abandon the later period due to the withdrawal of investors, the [-] or so films were stuck because they failed to pass the review, and the [-] or so films that failed to become popular due to various reasons after the release , he always had an ominous premonition that the memorial service would turn into a talk show.

The past will always pass, and the living must continue to move forward.Mu Jing's reputation will reach its peak in people's mourning and regret. He doesn't want to use a memorial service at such a time to let people know how an anti-koi was made.

"Old Li, this is not something to coax children..."

Looking at the super invincible deluxe hamburger that he was also holding in his hand, Feng Linwan, who hadn't been able to get out of the logic just now, blinked and explained something tenaciously.After bowing his head in silence for a while, his eyes gradually turned red: "I just think...Ms. Mu is so good that others should know about it."

Li Wende's eyes also softened, he pressed his shoulder, and sighed very lightly: "He has been known by many people, if you really like him, you should know what he really wants."

After hearing his words, Feng Linwan's eyes turned red again.Sniffing his nose lightly, holding back his tears, he stood up and bowed deeply to Elder Li, rubbed Muting Che's head lightly, then turned around and strode away without looking back.

Mutingche was holding the lollipop in a daze, without even realizing that he was being taken advantage of, only the words "you like him" kept running back and forth in his mind.

That little wood actually still has such bold thoughts, when did Mr. Li become so open?

Actor Mu, who has been dazzled by the super luxurious Supreme Burger, has obviously forgotten the existence of such groups as "fans".

"What are you thinking, your eyeballs are almost popping out - you are not allowed to eat this kind of junk food. I really thought it was from their broadcasting department, and no one cares about you if you eat a ball?"

Waiting for Feng Linwan to go far away, Elder Li glanced at Muting Che angrily.Cruelly confiscated all the snacks, and walked to the teacher's cafeteria with his back collar.

Film Emperor Mu, who had his lollipop confiscated, gasped unhappily, and moved forward slowly.But Mr. Li seemed to be unaware of it, and just walked ahead vigorously: "Tell me the truth - has anyone taught you that way of reciting? Do you have a teacher?"

"No, I figured it out myself."

He subconsciously shook his head, remembering Mr. Li's extremely excited reaction when he recited the poem, Mu Tingche couldn't help being curious: "Mr. Li, is there something wrong with my way of reciting?"

"Nothing—it fits, and in that case, there's no idea that fits better."

Li Wende responded in a low voice, but couldn't help but slow down his pace, walked forward a few steps, and then sighed softly again.

"I've been looking for such a feeling, but it's always a level behind. Now that I saw you, I suddenly realized that excessive training and skills will cover up some of the most authentic and simple aura, and these are precisely the most authentic and simple auras of Keban. The most lacking thing for an actor from birth. I trained too much for that brat at the beginning, but I didn’t expect that this would kill his own aura, otherwise—with his ability, he would be able to show such amazingness sooner or later The effect came."

"..."

When he was Mu Jing, he was reprimanded and disgusted by Li Laolian. He really didn't expect the old man to have such thoughts in his heart.Mu Yingdi blinked with tears in his eyes, and was wondering whether to be moved or depressed, when his eyes suddenly went dark, and he bumped firmly into the back of Li Lao who suddenly stopped.

"Old Li—what's the matter?"

Rubbing his sore nose, Mu Tingche raised his head subconsciously, and was slapped on the back by Mr. Li pinching his shoulders.He also squeezed his chin to look at the mouth of the teeth, picked it up and weighed the weight, so that he almost thought that he was going to be sold to the cafeteria so that he could give extra meals to the hardworking faculty and staff.

"A little less meat—but you can get by."

Mr. Li nodded in satisfaction, patted him on the back twice, and sat him down at the dinner table: "Go back and clean up, clean up and report tomorrow."

The author has something to say: Xiaomu: My favorite teacher is Mr. Mu. Mr. Mu is my idol QAQ

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