A Li Fugui was thrown into Marysu

Li Fugui was still sighing about the club activities he had to attend tonight, and suddenly felt that something was wrong with the way his deskmate looked at him.

He instinctively glanced sideways at Yu Chizheng, who was still expressionless, cold as ice, and his cruelty value was max!

Li Fugui shrugged his shoulders, only taking that slight as an illusion.

After school in the afternoon, Yin Zhenzhen came over and knocked on his desk, and whispered, "Shall we go together?"

The reason for the low voice...is because the deskmate of Li Fugui sitting in front of her was Yu Chizheng, and when the latter heard her words, he raised his eyes to look at her, Yin Zhenzhen lowered his head shyly, not daring to look at him.

Li Fugui packed up his things, "Let's go."

Yu Chizheng was still sitting, showing no sign of getting up to let him go.

Li Fugui patted him on the back, "Let it go."

Yu Chizheng glanced at him, got up and left his seat.

On the way to the club, Yin Zhenzhen said to Li Fugui: "Prince Zheng is really cold..."

Li Fugui said: "To tell you the truth, just now his motionless appearance is really like an ice sculpture."

Yin Zhenzhen covered his lips and smiled, teasing him, "If Prince Zheng is an ice sculpture, then you are a sand sculpture."

Li Fugui was unhappy, "Have you ever seen such a handsome sand sculpture like me?"

The two chatted, laughed and came to the studio of the drama club. As soon as the door was opened, the president rushed forward like a hungry Pai Daxing when he saw Crab Crab Castle, "Oh, you are finally here, brother!" Ladies and gentlemen, put your emotions on the public channel!"

There was soulless applause on the conference table.

Li Fugui and Yin Zhenzhen couldn't help but look at each other, and understood each other's meaning in a second: They... probably were pulled here by force.

For a while, I didn't know who to sympathize with.

President: "Since you are all here, let's start the meeting!" Then, he propped his hands on the table, "I think you all know the theme of today's meeting - our school's annual club festival is coming again. coming!"

"And this club festival! It will be a great opportunity for our drama club to avenge its past shame and revive the prestige of the past!"

The president spread his arms excitedly.

The conference room was silent.

President: "..." Embarrassment, embarrassment.

His eyes drifted to Li Fugui, beckoning him.

Seeing his eyes, the latter shifted his gaze lightly, pretending not to see it.

The boss glared at him.

Li Fugui: "..."

He slammed the table, stood up, and took the lead in applauding: "Good!!!"

Seeing this, everyone burst into sparse applause.

The president raised his hand to signal them to stop, embarrassed, "Thank you, thank you."

Li Fugui rolled his eyes.

President: "Then do you have any suggestions for the drama we are going to prepare for this community festival?"

Yin Zhenzhen said: "Let's play some classic dramas, like Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, Nutcracker and so on. The reason why classics become classics is because everyone loves to watch them."

The president nodded, "It really makes sense."

Member A, "You can also act in some dramas with novel themes, such as time-travel, face-slapping, bloody love triangle and so on. Now the audience loves to watch it."

The president was thoughtful, "What member A said is also very reasonable."

Member B, "Why don't you just do something exciting and act in a supernatural horror movie!"

The president hesitated, "This...isn't very good, it might scare the students, and no one has turned ghost movies into dramas for so many years."

Member B didn't take it seriously, "President, have you forgotten what you said just now? This time we want to avenge our shame. The drama we performed last year was uninterested. This year we want to attract everyone. Attention! Think about it, what could be more attractive than [unprecedented supernatural drama]?"

The president nodded frantically, "Yes, yes, what you said is very reasonable! Otherwise, we will order a horror movie this time!"

At this time, Li Fugui silently raised his hand.

The president motioned to him: "Fugui, what's your opinion?"

Li Fugui said weakly: "...but horror movies cannot pass the review."

The meeting room was dead silent.

Damn it, they forgot that Sheng'an also has a department similar to SARFT.

Gan!

The president's eyes were flushed with anger, as if he had seen the glorious future slipping away from his eyes.

He clutched his heart and sat down tremblingly, as if he had aged a lot in an instant, he said with a hoarse voice, "Then do you have any suggestions?"

Li Fugui thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "But what if we combine all the themes we just mentioned?"

The president got up, "How do you say that?"

Li Fugui said, "It's true that everyone loves to watch classics, but why don't they buy tickets to watch them in some famous theaters? After all, our acting skills..."

Everyone's eyes wandered.

Invariably, I recalled the scene when Hamlet was performing Hamlet and found out that his father was murdered. Everyone laughed one after another like a relay race.

no!Hurry up!There is a picture. Hey, ah, ah! !

The president coughed and interrupted the members in time to recall the memory that they didn't want to be remembered, and got a grateful look from everyone.

Li Fugui smiled sheepishly, and continued, "However, what if we add all the time-traveling, face-slapping, and even horror elements that people like nowadays?"

President: "Okay, it seems to be interesting!"

Member A, "I already want to see it, if I don't want to act."

Member B, "As long as it's not Hamlet."

The smiles on everyone's faces froze, and they glared at member B angrily.

Member C weakly raised his hand, "Then, who will write this script?"

Three seconds later, everyone's eyes fell on Yin Zhenzhen sitting in the corner in unison.

Yin Zhenzhen: "..."

Help, help! QQ

……

A week later, Yin Zhenzhen slapped the written script on the table with two huge dark circles under her eyes, "I tried my best..."

Members circulated it, with different expressions, "Wonderful."

The president also felt that his eyes were bright, but he found it difficult to flip through, "But this... is a bit difficult to act..."

Before they could think about it carefully, they saw that Yin Zhenzhen had already fallen asleep on the table, even snoring. Everyone listened carefully and heard her small grinding teeth, muttering: "... dare Let me change the script...kill you oh...uh huh zZz..."

Everyone in the drama club: ... I'm afraid, I'm afraid.

The president coughed, careful not to wake up Yin Zhenzhen, and whispered: "Now that the script is finalized, it's time to choose actors. Those who are willing to raise their hands!"

The place was silent.

At this time, Yin Zhenzhen snored again, muttering, "If you let me act, I will kill you too...Kill...sha...zZz..."

Member of the drama club: ...how did you manage to make such accurate complaints in your dreams? ? ! !

Drama club member: Also, you are too violent in your dream, I am a little worried about yourself in the dream TAT

The president coughed again, and the caring member A immediately brought a glass of water. The president took a sip, and instantly became tearful, "Is there really no one? QAQ"

Everyone pretended to be dead.

Seeing that his cunning plan was ineffective, the president closed his eyes, his gaze was like a torch, and he locked on to Li Fugui who was sneaking away and trying to escape, "Fugui, what do you think?"

Li Fugui paused at first, and then said nonchalantly: "I think you are very good, President."

President: "..."

He turned a deaf ear and continued to express his evil intentions, "In our society, it seems that you are the only one who has never played the leading role."

Li Fugui weakly raised his hand, defending, "That's because I'm the narrator..."

By the way, there are some weird dubbing, such as the singing bird, the voice of the witch flying "咻咻咻", and the muffled sound of the protagonist being shot, etc.

The president shook his head, but he still didn't think so, and said righteously: "Since you have joined the drama club, how can you not act? This is against the original intention of our drama club! Let's do it, it's decided like this, the protagonist this time will be It's up to you to play! Everyone applaud!"

There was a burst of cheers and applause from the scene.

Yin Zhenzhen in his sleep also groaned in agreement.

Li Fugui: "..."

In the final analysis, it is because the drama club has no actors.

So why not recruit newcomers...

Ah, no, it’s because they couldn’t get recruited. Quan Sheng’an knew how useless the drama club was. Even when the freshmen entered school, the innocent and lovely juniors had just raised one foot to step into the drama club. I was persuaded by the earnest seniors and sisters, "Don't join the drama club, there will be weird presidents" and "You will also make weird oaths"...

So no matter how you look at it, the president is desperate...

But now is not the time to feel sorry for the president!It's him who should be distressed now!

Li Fugui took a deep breath and was about to speak...

The president said: "The role of the prince is settled, but what about the role of the princess, who wants to play it?"

He held his breath in his throat.

Ah, oh, let him play the prince, that’s okay, he originally thought he was asked to play the princess, but he wanted to refuse, or simply die to show his ambition hahahaha...

...ah wait, why did he think he was going to play the princess?

Li Fugui fell into self-doubt.

The only girl in the drama club was still screaming and screaming in her sleep. The president didn't dare to touch her, so he could only look at the last remaining girl.

The latter took three steps back again and again, three points in pain, three points in despair, and four points in disbelief, "Sure enough, it's better for me to die. I was born as a human being, and I hug..."

The president urgently called a stop: "Stop!"

He said weakly: "The princess's cast will be discussed later, the meeting is over, the meeting is over..."

……

The dusk of the evening hit Li Fugui's face like gold leaf sprinkled on a delicate cake. His steps were steady, his expression was cold, and his eyes were firm. Passers-by looked back in amazement and praised him as a peerless beauty with their companions.

The peerless handsome man walked out of the alley, stood still at the entrance, took a deep breath, the cool autumn wind blew his bangs, he enjoyed the gentleness of the wind caressing his face, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were almost stung by the dazzling dusk.

His eyes went from cold, to bewildered, to sober, and finally to shame.

Um? ?

Li Fugui squatted down suddenly, covered his face with his hands, and threw the script aside.

He wanted to yell in shame, "What the hell are you writing about? What the hell am I going to act in!!"

In the cool wind, the paper of the script blows and falls, and the dazzling sunset illuminates the cover of the script, on which are written several bold and bold characters——

"Sleeping Beauty Rising Against the Runner"