Son of the Bone

One of the good things about the theater is that the four canteens are all very, very good.

To meet the needs of students, the East Cafeteria has several windows for body-building meals, which are guaranteed to be low-fat and low-oil, and have enough protein and fiber supplements.

The other windows not only have fat beef small hot pot, durian pizza, and large plate chicken, but also have half an area on the first floor for freshly prepared Japanese food and steak.

But now it seems that this is the most hateful place in this school.

Qi Lin kept saying that he would not eat or not, that I could eat an apple for dinner, but when he saw that Jiang Jue was going out for food, he still couldn't help following.

Jiang Jue took the key, turned around and saw Qi Lin was guarding the door waiting to go with him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you eat an apple?"

Someone obviously can't wait to get to the cafeteria: "I'm on my way—to get a measuring tape."

"It's not on the way." Jiang Jue wanted to see him succumb to the rare occasion, "The commercial street is on the west side."

"Comrade Xiaojiang." Qi Lin followed him downstairs with a serious face: "I'm here to supervise your plan to gain weight."

Jiang Jue lowered his eyes and smiled, and didn't make trouble anymore.

A movie screen is not the same as a TV screen.

Due to the large area of ​​the movie screen, the details of the actor's skin texture and facial features will be infinitely magnified.

For a powerful minister like Tantai Ming, if the face can't hang the meat, and the character doesn't have a sense of fullness and thickness, he will only have a villainous appearance but no prestige.

But a commonplace person like Loan not only needs to have thin cheeks, but the skin texture may also have a rough and dusty feel with the help of makeup.

Jiang Jue thought that he would not gain weight by eating beef alone, and he had already started thinking about eating fried chicken.

His muscles are very well-proportioned, and he has the slenderness and strength of a male model in casual clothes.

According to Ms. Jiang's suggestion, he will gain at least another six catties.

After Jiang Jue entered the cafeteria, he bought four pairs of chicken wings and a serving of French fries, then went upstairs to the western food area and ordered a rib-eye steak.

Qi Lin followed behind him with a cold tuna salad, smelling the aroma of food coming from all directions along the way.

He has been on a diet for four days, and sometimes only drinks red wine at night, and now he feels a little out of control when he smells it.

—Someone on the left must be eating lamb boiled with potato powder, he can smell the pepper.

——Is there a new barbecue stall in the front right?The taste of this grilled squid is so strong and cumin is added, do you have a sense of public morality!

While waiting for the steak, Jiang Jue absently ate the chicken wings.

The bread crumbs were fried to a beautiful golden color, and the juicy chicken exuded a sinful aroma.

But he himself eats for the sake of eating, and only concentrates on reading the new issue of "Sanlian Life Weekly", without even the expression of enjoyment like an advertising character on his face.

Qi Lin chewed the salad leaves like a goat, and sat across from him, looking a little anxious.

You're eating fried chicken—fried chicken that infuses the soul!

Why does it feel like you are gnawing on tree bark, a sense of happiness!

"Cough." He lowered his head and poked the tuna meat, ignoring his stomach's desire for hot food: "If you can't finish it, I can help you."

"No need." Jiang Jue was still reading the investigation report on the milk industry, flipped through a page and said, "Enough to eat."

Can you understand my hint!

Qi Lin smelled the smell of fried chicken, and almost wanted to throw the bowl of salad in his hand to the dog. He forcibly diverted his attention and said, "The film I received is said to teach me some magic tricks."

"Magic?" Jiang Jue raised his eyes, remembered something and said, "I have learned it too."

Drama performances are live performances, and some tricks can enliven the atmosphere and further attract the attention of the audience.

"what……"

Jiang Jue also knew that he couldn't eat it at all, so he quickly disposed of his remaining two chicken wing roots, threw the meat-smelling packaging bag into the trash can, and then went to get three paper cups.

Qi Lin's eyes followed the chicken wings the whole time, deceiving himself as he gnawed on the tasteless cabbage.

"Give me your keychain."

After he came back, he took out a fountain pen from his bag, marked the words ABC on the bottom of the paper cup, and then took Qi Lin's rabbit fur ball key pendant.

"Wait, are you going to start doing magic tricks?" Qi Lin became more energetic, watching him put the round ball of hair into the upside-down paper cup.

Jiang Jue rolled up his sleeves, pressed his white and slender fingertips on the paper cup, and held a chopstick in his other hand as a guide.

"I remember, this trick is called Three Immortals Returning to the Cave."

With a tap of the chopsticks, the A cup that held the fur ball just now was opened again, and it was empty inside. He opened the C cup casually, and the fur ball had already flown into the cup.

"Hey hey hey hey!" Qi Lin sat up a little straighter, not understanding how it was done at all: "Do it again!"

Jiang Jue shook his chopsticks with his head down, opened the A cup again, and the fur ball ran back as if he had grown legs.

"When did you roll in?! The moment you opened it!" Qi Lin said incredulously: "Your hand speed is too fast."

The slender hands clasped the three cups again, and the chopsticks tapped on the bottom of the cups in turn.

"where are you now?"

"At...C?"

Jiang Jue laughed: "Which cup do you want it in?"

Qi Lin looked at the cup with B written on it.

He opened the B cup casually, and the fur ball lay inside.

"Actually, the ball has been hidden in the palm of my hand." Jiang Jue said patiently: "Just hand it over the moment you open the cup."

"It's impossible," Qi Lin's anxiety about hunger has been unconsciously diverted: "Can't my eyes catch your movements?"

"No, it's the chopsticks and my expression." Jiang Jue shook his chopsticks and said, "I've been diverting your attention. Human eyes can be deceived."

At this moment, Jiang Jue's steak was just served on the table, Qi Lin took the fur ball and chopsticks, and played with it until Jiang Jue finished eating.

However, every time he put the cup away and tried to hide his eyes, Jiang Jue could point out exactly where the hairball was hidden.

"C."

"C."

"I don't agree." Qi Lin muttered: "My reaction is obviously very fast... Diamond hand speed can't even play the ball."

Jiang Jue took a spoonful of spaghetti, glanced at it and said, "It's in your palm."

"hateful!"

After dinner, Jiang Jue went for a routine walk on the playground, Qi Lin went to buy a measuring tape, signed eight times and took photos with him four times along the way.

His smiling face was a little stiff, and when two or three little girls approached tentatively, the phone rang in a very timely manner.

He smiled at them apologetically and answered the phone.

"Brother Qi." Assistant Xiaoji turned the screen and said, "Just now our public relations team has monitored some situations."

"Huh?" Qi Lin walked towards the playground with one hand in his pocket, and said casually, "I was tied up by someone again?"

"No, it's Jiang Jue." Xiaoji lowered his voice and said, "Didn't you say that if there is something about him, I will tell you in time?"

"What's wrong with him?" Qi Lin paused: "He went out to eat with me, and was someone watching him?"

"No, no, this roommate relationship has been paid attention to a long time ago, it's nothing." Xiaoji flipped through the historical heat graph of related entries, and explained: "He acted in a movie called "Star Road", which was officially released today Trailer."

Many fans of Qi Lin found out that this was the lucky roommate, and Jiang Jue was also acting as an idol, so it was once used by the marketing account as a comparison to attract traffic.

It is also because of this that a small number of extreme Weifans tried to uncover Pi Jiangjue's dark history, and then discovered that he turned out to be the male lead in a drama at the Shidu Grand Theater.

"And then? Has the matter started to ferment?" Qi Lin frowned and said, "It's the marketing account doing things again."

"We wanted to help, after all, you have already told us." Xiao Ji paused, and said in a complicated tone: "There seems to be someone behind this master."

It took less than 10 minutes for these public opinions to appear, and the marketing account deleted the news as if they were all silenced, and all kinds of malicious speculations and distortions were gradually disappearing.

When Qi Lin heard the news, he was both relieved and a little uneasy.

It seems that he has his own public relations team... He is more agile than his own people.

Time moved forward silently, and it was June in a blink of an eye.

According to the school's rules, all grades have to report performances at the end of a school year, but the specific scale and theme are determined by the teacher.

There are only symbolic papers or written exams in each subject, but the higher score is the specific performance of each person in the big assignment.

Teacher Qin called everyone into the classroom, smiling a bit like watching a drama.

"According to the rules over the years, it's enough for the freshman to perform a good scenario simulation." She put the pointer aside and said unhurriedly: "But if you are willing to act in a small drama, I can give you extra points."

Not only will this improve your GPA, but it can also be used as a resume on your resume.

"In addition, the performances of the whole grade can be awarded, so it depends on your own choice."

Although this group of students is still a little impetuous, the speed of progress is impressive.

The students in the audience looked at each other and began to communicate in a low voice.

They have two weeks to prepare for this big assignment, but acting in a small drama...is equivalent to directly increasing the difficulty, and the lines to memorize and various arrangements will also be more complicated.

The form of a group of three or four people will become a group of more than a dozen or even twenty people, and there will be no good things if there are too many people.

"I prepared two scripts for you," Qin Yizhu shook the two scripts casually: "One is "Secret Love in Peach Blossom Spring" and the other is "Twelve Citizens". Both of them need you to re-segment and adapt."

Each script needs to be performed for 10 to [-] minutes, and the mic can only be turned on on the stage. After all, it is necessary to demonstrate professional ability, and it is impossible to lip-synthesize in front of the director of the theater.

A lot of people showed eager expressions on their faces, and some people shook their heads subconsciously, obviously resisting such a premature challenge.

With everyone showing their hands to vote, the play still won the scenario simulation by one vote.

"Then the class will be directly divided into two groups." She took out a lottery like a magic trick: "Don't choose the script, just draw the lottery yourself."

Qi Lin and Jiang Absolutely looked at each other with tacit smiles.

They came to the stage one after the other, Qi Lin deliberately paused for a few more seconds, and just happened to open the note at the same time as Jiang Jue.

Twenty pairs of eyes in the classroom stared at them, and many of them silently said, come to me.

When you have no confidence, many strong people in the group are like putting a Dinghaishen needle.

"Twelve Citizens."

Jiang Jue shook the note in his hand at him, and then the small crew sitting on the left burst into cheers.

The two great gods belong to my side, this is the destiny!

Qin Yizhu glanced at Qi Lin's neck and arms, and vaguely felt that the child was a little too thin.

-2-

However, Jiang Jue directly missed the script meeting that night, and only got rid of Qi Lin with a sentence, saying that he could assign any role to him.

Carrying a small suitcase in the dark, he hurried by plane to Qianyang Film and Television City in Zhuqian.

Sitting beside him, Ji Ji was so sleepy that he fell asleep.

He needs to go to Zhuqian to audition this weekend, and then rush back to rehearse for the big assignment before Monday.

Jiang Sun is a senior director who has very high requirements for scene composition. For this play, he built an overhead style classical courtyard and royal palace two years in advance.

A lot of money has been invested in architectural design and garden layout, even if it is a small koi pond, no matter the color of the pebbles or the planting of flowers and plants by the pond, the screenwriter and the team have repeatedly designed it.

All of this is not for the sake of showcasing beauty, but for the purpose of enhancing the atmosphere to the extreme.

It is also because of this that Jiang Falcon spent nearly a year in the dedicated venue for "Dragon Blood Seal", and now the audition location is directly placed in a small shed next to it.

They were on a red-eye flight, and it was already three o'clock in the morning when they got off the plane.

Even if there is a special car to pick you up, the feeling of walking alone in the dark is very strange.

The air in June is warm and dry, and the street lamps standing on both sides are quite bright. The driveway has no end in sight, but it is empty like a set in a movie.

The driver drove the car without looking at him, the assistant had already fallen asleep by the window, and Jiang Jue was alone watching the street lights that kept appearing and disappearing outside the car window, feeling like he was traveling through a time tunnel.

He felt the silent road, as if he had touched the passage of time.

This afternoon, he will audition in front of two directors and his mother, trying to get this important role.

It can't be wrong, and it can't be stateless.

Jiang Jue looked at himself reflected in the car window, and suddenly thought of Qi Lin.

He will also come here to participate in another crew's training camp, which may take longer than himself.

Sometimes when facing pressure and fear, when I think of someone waiting for me in front of me, I will be inexplicably injected with courage.

This feeling... was something I had never felt before meeting him.

Parents are standing too far at the end, and even continue to move forward. It seems that no matter how fast I run, I can never catch up with them who are out of reach.

But Qi Lin...is such a warm and lively existence in his life.

He couldn't help laughing, and unconsciously fell asleep.

The audition booth is quite spacious, and there are quite a lot of people here.

Although the roles of Jiang Yanzhi and Song Yu had already been decided, a total of [-] other roles, big and small, had to audition for all of them within these two days.

Some people are so eager to win that they even brought in special makeup artists and costume artists, and changed into similar costumes to try to get into the show faster.

Sitting among the male actors, Jiang Jue looked a little awkward.

Many male actors in the company have received the news - as long as they compete for this role, they can play opposite Jiang Huang, and they might even become this year's hottest role!

Jiang Sun's royal special effects team has won various awards at home and abroad. Even if the queen is the final winner in the script, how can she have the power to accept the touch of the dragon under the moonlit night?

Among them are traffic niches, well-known actors who have won various awards, and many familiar faces in variety shows.

There are too many people who want to seize this opportunity, either become famous or transform.

They eagerly exchanged business cards and various messages, and occasionally looked at the director and Jiang Huang who were chatting in the distance, all kinds of thoughts were just about to move.

As long as she wins this round, maybe the next one who is as eye-catching as her is herself.

"Which company do you belong to?" A variety show cafe patted him on the shoulder: "You're a face-to-face student, you just made your debut this year?"

Jiang Jue glanced at his hand on his shoulder, and said briefly, "Minghuang Entertainment."

Unexpectedly, the variety show cafe showed a mocking smile, and raised his voice and said: "This is strange, I am also from Minghuang, why have I never seen you?"

The person sitting in front turned around when he heard the sound, and looked contemptuously at the young man who looked to be in his twenties: "Minghuang's steps are quite high, some people should stop rubbing their faces against the light."

Jiang Jue smiled lightly and did not refute.

All auditionees have to walk into a small room and act out a snippet from the script to the camera.

There are two large windows in the room, not only the director can see his whole state, but even the people in the waiting seats can observe his reaction.

Jiang Jue didn't participate in any small talk while waiting, but kept emptying his mind.

Irrelevant distracting thoughts and redundant emotions are gradually disappearing.

He is quietly turning into a piece of blank paper without trace.

"NO.17——Jiang Jue, let's go in." The big fat man sitting in front waved his horn and said, "The time limit is 5 minutes!"

He stood up and walked over quickly.

Jiang Yanzhi stared at the frequency of his footsteps that had begun to change, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

When the young man looked at them, his eyes were extremely cold, and there was a little bit of gloom in his eyes.

He originally thought that he had the chance to win, got the Dragon Blood Seal and the Touch of Blessing, and would be the last fisherman in the fight between the snipe and the clam, but a sharp sword pierced his chest, directly announcing the end of everything.

He didn't vomit blood, nor did he make any unnecessary movements, he just knelt down slowly while clutching his abdomen pierced by the cold sword.

The silhouette was haughty and cold, even though the body was about to convulse and tremble in severe pain, it was still restrained by all efforts.

He would not die, nor would he surrender.

Even if the knuckles were already turned white, the pine-crane posture refused to be fatigued for a second, and there was an obvious sense of resistance even when he knelt down uncontrollably.

The next second, the prime minister slowly raised his head.

He laughed so mockingly that people wanted to subconsciously avoid such needle-like eyes.

"Queen...Your Majesty."

The hoarse voice was as cold as a cold spring, and it was a bit vague because of the blood in the throat.

"You got what you wanted," he said softly.

All the games and confrontations finally came to an end, and the unwillingness and despair were all submerged.

No matter how many thoughts and hopes, after all, just like his voice, it is constantly fading away, fading the last light.

He lowered his eyes and began to stroke the half of the sword in front of his belly.

Life is passing by every minute and every second, and even the breath is getting more and more disordered.

"I shouldn't have kept that half of warmth. I didn't do everything right."

The pain has made him unable to maintain the kneeling position, his body suddenly fell as if the thread was broken, but he was forcibly controlled, and his spine was kept straight.

"I wish the queen...enjoy eternal glory and endless loneliness."

Jiang Yanzhi stared at the young man on the screen, feeling in his heart that he wanted to go over and help him up.

She pressed her brows with her fingertips to let herself out of empathy.

If the kid really succeeds in the audition, then it will be quite interesting to play against each other.

Jiang Sun sat beside her, frowning and staring at the screen.

Until Jiang Jue bowed and left, the scrutiny and seriousness on his face never faded away.

The fat man who was in charge of releasing people glanced at Director Jiang's face, and said cautiously: "Continue? How about you take a break?"

Jiang Sun was still staring at the screen, and waved his hand casually.

The fat man knowingly stopped NO.18 who wanted to enter the house, and signaled everyone to take a rest first.

Seeing him lost in thought, Jiang Yanzhi asked after a while, "What are you thinking about?"

"When I was talking about the script with the screenwriter," Jiang Sun lit a cigarette and began to watch the replay of the young man's performance: "I thought that when Tantai Ming died, he was willing to gamble and admit defeat."

He turned to look at her, frowned and said, "But look at his acting, he is despising the queen."

What was conceived in the original script was actually that he died convincingly, and the ridicule was only because he was unwilling.

But not reconciled, and not tamed, are two completely different feelings.

From the suppression and control at the beginning, to the spying and suppression in the mid-term, the empress wanted him to bow his head like a taming horse.

But even if he lost, even if he died under a sharp knife, kneeling and dying, he would not obey and accept his fate.

Because Tantai Ming's conspiracy is as undisguised as a sharp knife and thorns.

But the queen finally took advantage of the ignorance and stupidity of the people, and directly drove him into the mud from the highest point.

Jiang Yanzhi looked completely different from Jiang Jue's expression, and said, "He has his own understanding."

"I think... this interpretation seems to be correct."

Director Jiang suddenly stood up, signaling to the rest of the staff to go back to rest first, and he wanted to have a meeting with the screenwriting team.

If you use this idea to understand the plot, then many details can be further adjusted, and the conflicts between characters can be handled more properly.

Because Jiang Jue had to go back to school for classes, he flew back the next day.

When he opened the door of the dormitory, he found that Qi Lin was reading a script while hugging a pillow on the bed. He had controlled his calorie intake to the extreme, so much so that he dreamed of eating ribs at night.

When the eyes of the two met, Qi Lin paused for a second, and immediately hid the pillow behind his back.

The next second, Jiang Jue's cell phone rang.

"Congratulations." Jiang Yanzhi said unhurriedly: "Meet the crew."

"it is good."

The author has something to say: In fact, both Gongshou and Shou are very ambitious...but Qi Lin's ambition is mellow and has a twist, and Jiang Jue's real character may be stronger.

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I found this video in the middle of the night last night, and I was really shocked to see that little brother tumbling in the air as if he was flying...

How much pain does it take to develop such a fraudulent ability to stay in the air_(:з」∠)_

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