Son of the Bone

Jiang Jue dragged his suitcase through the crowd, casually glanced at the reporters who were snapping pictures with their cameras.

Room 69, Building 404.He said silently in his heart.

It's almost there.

Shidu Drama Academy has two major advantages, the first is the excellent teaching quality.

Over the past few decades, a large number of film and television queens have been born here, and countless legends are closely related to this school.

The second is the rare two-person bedroom in the country.

There are only two people in each room. Although it is a bunk bed, it is better than the smelly eight-person room or even 16-person room in many universities.

Private guards, balconies, WIFI air conditioners are all available, and there is unlimited electricity and continuous internet at night.

It can be said to be a paradise among universities.

The closer you get to Building 69, the more crowded people are. Judging from the aunt who is blocking the door to check the student ID card, it seems that many people want to break in.

"Good afternoon." He took out his student ID and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

It was rare for the aunt to see such a polite child, and she subconsciously laughed.

Jiang Jue is quiet and introverted, and the dormitory for two is the only reason for him to choose the theater.

You don’t need to hang out with roommates to maintain friendship, you don’t need to manage too many interpersonal relationships, and you don’t need to endure the weird smell of stinky socks mixed with instant noodles.

——With this memory, his three years in high school were a bit like a nightmare.

Walking up the stairs all the way, the crowd gathered more and more, which seemed a little abnormal.

Jiang Jue looked up at the house number of the dormitory left and right, and continued walking along the flow of people.

The door of his room 404... seems to be crowded with too many people.

When he stood still and took out the key, the people next to him showed expressions of surprise, and the bold ones went up to him and asked, "Same-classmate, do you live in 404 too?!"

"Yes," Jiang Jue paused when he opened the door: "What's wrong?"

Those senior sisters and seniors exchanged glances with each other, and someone said in a low voice, 'He doesn't know yet'.

"You really don't know?!" The classmate who spoke pointed to the list posted on the door: "Your upper berth is Qi Lin!"

Jiang Jue blinked: "Huh?"

"No," the classmate was faintly mad: "He's Qi Lin! Don't you know who he is?"

Jiang Jue lowered his head and opened the door, put the suitcase into the empty dormitory in front of everyone, walked back and tried to end the conversation: "Who is he?"

"He's a traffic star!!!" The fan girl next to her could hardly control her pitch, and said in a sharp voice like a cat's tail being trampled on: "The record he released last year dominated the CL chart. The No.1 list has been on the list for three whole months, and it has always been the king of Weibo topics!"

No, what's going on with this new student?Does he not read the news or play Weibo?

Also, isn't everyone taking the theater performance exam to become a star? How could he not know Qi Lin who has been popular for several years? !

"Well, I'll Google it later," Jiang Jue tried to end the conversation: "I will get along well with him, don't worry."

Before more people tried to exchange WeChat phone numbers with him, he closed the door with a smile, then opened the box, took out the rag and detergent, and began to clean the not-so-clean empty bedroom.

Although he has only one child, he is quite skilled in handling all kinds of things, but today he is a little distracted.

Traffic star... what does it mean?

Is it the mobile traffic?

There was still hustle and bustle outside the corridor. Jiang Jue cleaned up the corners of the room on his own, wiped all the tables, chairs and bed frames, and then began to organize the clothes and script materials.

Although it is a bunk bed, the beds are two meters long and 1.5 meters wide, which is much better than before.

There is a partition between the two desks, and there is ample wardrobe space.

While looking around, the noise outside the door suddenly fell silent for a few seconds.

It's like suddenly someone pressed the mute button.

Then, there was the sound of a key turning at the door of 404. A big boy came in with his head, sniffed the faint smell of mint in the air, dragged the box and closed the door neatly, saying, "Hi?"

The moment the door was closed again, there was an even more heated discussion outside the corridor.

Jiang Jue was wearing plastic gloves on both hands, and was holding a rag to wipe the mirror. He only smiled at him and said, "Hello."

When the two saw each other, they were quite surprised.

Qi Lin is really good-looking.

There is a saying that the patriarch enjoys the meal, this boy is impeccably handsome in both face and figure.

He is at the junction of boy and youth, there is a subtle blend of innocence and handsomeness, his facial features are three-dimensional and the lines are just right, he looks like a natural photogenic appearance.

Qi Lin looked at this roommate who will be with him for four years in the future, obviously a little puzzled.

She has a restrained demeanor and looks pretty handsome, but it's not uncommon in a place like Times Theater.

It's just...what's the matter with this strange familiarity?

He subconsciously took a few steps forward, trying to figure out where he had seen him before.

This kind of familiarity is not the kind of intimacy of "this sister I have seen before", it is more like walking on the street and suddenly hearing a song. Although I know in my heart that I have indeed heard it, I just can't remember it. name.

As a first-class art school in the country, Shi Theater not only produced stars but also gilded many stars.

As the entertainment industry is getting younger and younger, it is quite normal for freshmen to mix in a few child stars.

"Have you... already made your debut?" Qi Lin asked curiously, "Have you acted in any movies?"

Jiang Jue lowered his head to confirm that the guy walked in without changing his slippers, shook his head slightly and said, "No."

"Jiang Jue? Right?" Qi Lin raised a commercial smile: "I remember your name."

Jiang Jue nodded, not interested in chatting, just took a mop to wipe off the inconspicuous footprints on the ground.

Qi Lin didn't join the cleaning queue, his mobile phone was already filled with all kinds of information.

After changing his slippers, he leaned against the bedpost, sent text messages to his parents' agent and assistant to confirm, and then replied a few messages about brand endorsements, and looked up at the figure who had started to sit at the table and read a book.

Bai Jing's fingertips hung in the air for a few seconds, she slid to the search interface, and entered the word 'Jiang Jue'.

The expected detailed personal information did not appear, and it seems that even the supporting roles of the [-]th line are not counted.

After a few hours, it was time for dinner. Jiang Jue put on the earphones, put the books back in place, and prepared to go out with the trash.

When he pushed the door open, he vaguely felt some resistance.

——The door has been filled with all kinds of gifts.

The students at all levels were obviously embarrassed to knock on the door frequently to disturb them. Many people lost their voices when they saw the real person Qi Lin, and they were a little scared even to ask for an autograph.

But don't panic when giving gifts quietly.

All kinds of snacks and cakes, perfume wallets, dolls and letters were all packed in exquisite gift bags, and even a bunch of grapes hung on the doorknob.

Qi Lin was originally concentrating on drawing cards, but when he glanced at a pile of things at the door from the corner of his eye, he immediately put down his mobile phone, said sorry quickly, and then carried the gifts that blocked the aisle back to the room.

Obviously, it cannot be refunded, and it is not appropriate to throw it away. Then give it to a classmate or a friend in the company.

Jiang Jue subconsciously helped him carry all these things back, and reflexively began to classify and sort them out to save more space.

"Ah—thank you," Qi Lin was still standing at the door, trying to deal with those seniors who somehow got along: "The gift is fine, let's take a picture together?"

As soon as he appeared at the door, he seemed to be attracting more and more people like sugar cakes. The students who had been secretly watching just now saw that he was gentle and easy to talk, so they boldly approached him to ask for his autograph and ask for a group photo. Some people took the opportunity to hug him hold him.

Jiang Jue tidied everything in the room silently, took three or four gift baskets for him, and left the autograph session with his meal card.

flow……?

When the introverted and quiet boy waited in the long queue in the cafeteria, he had a slightly regretful expression on his face.

If you leave early, you won't have to wait so long.

There are so many people here today, we may not be able to eat steamed eggs.

He took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a moment, and searched for the name Qi Lin——

All the portrait photos popped up instantly, and the exquisite smiles and various titles were also particularly conspicuous.

——When he was 12 years old, he participated in a rescue activity for stray cats and dogs. He was captured with an angelic smile while hugging a raccoon cat and caused over [-] retweets. He was called a 'unicorn boy'.

——At the age of 14, he won No.1 in the R&B Singing Grand Prix in China, and was recognized as the boy who unexpectedly became popular back then. He was signed to SPF Longmu Entertainment for his high topicality and super singing ability.

——In the same year, he independently created several highly popular songs and directly won the endorsement of first-line luxury brands.

The search engine also thoughtfully posted related controversial entries. Jiang Jue looked at the long queue in front of him and continued to click on other links.

Coexisting with high visibility is all kinds of black material and controversy.

He seems to have too many resources. He was highly praised by the company when he first debuted, and he also won many first-line brand endorsements. It seems that the backstage is quite strong.

There are countless related "support theory", "hidden rule theory" and "hype theory". Many people tend to think that the "unicorn incident" that he was captured and became popular when he was young was deliberately pre-hyped. In the past few years, I have posted all the insulting and mocking pictures, and it is not easy to grow up.

So, traffic star means... a star who consumes a lot of mobile data?

Jiang Jue put his phone back in his pocket, pulled out his meal card and said seriously, "One serving of steamed eggs and one serving of green vegetables, thank you."

The aunt in the cafeteria has long been familiar with the eccentricity. These students eat less than cat food for dinner.

At the same time, Qi Lin stood still in front of Jiang Jue's desk, and carefully picked up the pen with the golden conch mark engraved on it.

This...is not a souvenir from Shidu Grand Theatre.

The big boy stared at the sum for a few seconds, then suddenly patted his head.

Didn't he watch a drama at the Grand Theater last month when he was taken by his father!

etc!No wonder why the roommate's face looks so familiar!Is he the hero of "The Pale Court"!

Qi Lin quickly put the pen back in place, took out his mobile phone and found the ticketing website, and found the relevant performance information in less than half a minute.

"Su Yongye played by Jiang Jue"

it's really him...

Flipping your fingers, it shows that there is another performance, and the time is at 07:30 on Saturday night at the end of this month.

The big boy was silent for a few seconds, and quickly called his assistant.

"Brother Wang! Brother Wang, help me book a drama ticket, I want the best seat—"