After the apocalypse boss enters the entertainment industry novel

Everything is falling into place, moving forward at a steady but fast pace, and the summer is quickly drawing to a close.

By the end of August, students returned to school one after another, and for freshmen, their military training also started at this time.

The military training time of S University has always been very long, lasting more than 20 days, and the training is still on campus. Freshmen often walk to the dormitory exhausted and meet with seniors and sisters.

People react very differently when they are exercising themselves than when they look at others with a sad face and count the days on their fingers.Many people like to hear and see freshmen in military training. Looking at them, they start to lament their military training years.

But this year is a little different from previous years.

Among the freshmen this year, there is one student who has to be mentioned.

"Hey? Have you seen Song Zhulan?"

A student ran over panting and asked his classmates on the way, "Professor Yan wants to visit him."

"Song Zhulan..." The man murmured, and pointed behind him, "I saw him go there just now, can you take a look?"

Before he finished his sentence, the visitor looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw a black-haired boy in an ordinary military training uniform turning around from the direction of the vending machine, unscrewing the mineral water in his hand as he walked.

Even though the summer is coming to an end, the weather is still hot. Because of the exercise just now, Song Zhulan's short black hair is wet with sweat, but it still looks capable and neat.

He is wearing a uniform camouflage short sleeve on his upper body, and the smooth muscle lines of his forearm are clearly visible.

When walking over, Song Zhulan unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and took a sip of water, the sweat beads that were originally on his neck slipped down his slender and fair neck, and sank into the collar of his clothes.

Song Zhulan glanced at the senior who was greeting him from the corner of his eye, and immediately lowered his level and raised his hand to greet him.

He walked up to that person quickly, and asked politely, "Is Professor Yan looking for me?"

"Yes," the senior replied, "she's right there in your college, and she seems to be in a hurry to find you."

"Then I'll go there now," Song Zhulan nodded, knowing what Yan Jin told her to go over.

What Professor Yan meant was that Song Zhulan has a good foundation in mathematics and is fully capable of taking good care of her studies. She can stay in her research group for a while when she is a freshman. If she adapts, she will let him officially join the group later.

Calling him over now, it should be that the college has approved the application and is about to notify him.

Song Zhulan was an academic at the very beginning, and now that he returns to campus, he feels like a fish in water, without any discomfort at all.He is also very interested in the research content of Yanjin's research group. He has made sufficient preparations and has long been waiting to communicate and learn with more people.

He has been in a good mood these days, and now he is even more cheerful, with a smile like a warm spring breeze. After greeting several seniors, he walked towards the direction of the number courtyard.

His back is also very good-looking, slender, tall and straight, with an indescribable aura about him.

It's not really appropriate to say it's arrogance, it's not right to say it's self-confidence, it's more like a kind of youthful spirit, as if the world is embraced by him.

This kind of temperament is not strange on campus, nor will it be maverick.All kinds of students are walking on the campus, and everyone is very dazzling.

Maybe this is the boy.

"I now feel that it's unreal that Song Zhulan will come to our school's mathematics department," said the senior who had just informed him and his friend.

"The main reason is that the fact that he came here sounds a bit shocking," his friend added, and immediately gave an explanation, "But we don't know exactly how he learned it in high school, so it's not good to jump to conclusions. "

"As far as the result is concerned, this is actually a very normal thing, he should belong here."

This is true.

Before the start of school, everyone knew that Song Zhulan, as a well-known actor, would come to S University to study.

Some knew him, and some were completely unfamiliar with him. Everyone had a little bit of speculation about his arrival.At the same time, Song Zhulan did not enter any other place, but the famous and perverted S Dashu Institute, which aroused the attention of others.

There were people looking forward to it, watching the excitement, and people with malicious intentions, and everyone had different opinions about Song Zhulan.

It's just that after school started, similar speculations were much less.

Because Song Zhulan proved with his own strength that he should belong here, more suitable than anyone else.

However, some people were worried about whether Song Zhulan's study at S University would have a negative impact, and the problem of disturbing normal students' studies did not occur.This junior is humble and polite, he doesn't have any celebrity airs, and he will never feel uncomfortable when staying with him.And his way of managing the fan group is strong enough, no fan will come here to disturb his study and life.

In addition, Song Zhulan's love for mathematics is also unexpected.

As long as it is a question related to mathematics, he is very interested. Sometimes, in order to come up with a question, he doesn't even have a meal.

The most amazing thing is that during the military training, the freshmen are doing high-intensity physical exercise. Basically, everyone is so tired that they gritted their teeth and tried their best to persevere. After the training, they collapsed on the ground and began to rest.

Song Zhulan was the only one, only her face was flushed, her clothes were wet with sweat, and even her hairstyle didn't change much. Compared with her classmates who fell to the ground from exhaustion, she looked much better.

Others were lying down, and it was awkward for him to stand alone, but Song Zhulan went straight to a classmate from the same courtyard, walked over very seriously, squatted down, and was at eye level with him.

"I thought about the question you asked me before. There are currently three solutions, including..."

"Ah...?" His classmate was a little stunned, panting for a long time before asking, "When did you think about it?"

"Just now." Song Zhulan replied, and explained, "I am more likely to be inspired when I exercise."

"Are you okay?" He glanced at his classmates again, adhering to the friendship between classmates, and asked with concern, "If you don't feel well, I'll take you to the infirmary, if there's nothing wrong..."

"Lecture!" The student didn't bother with those little things anymore, and replied directly, "I think your second solution..."

The two chatted, and it was out of control.

Song Zhulan felt that this was nothing. He had developed the habit of counting while doing his hands for many years. Although he didn't need to shoot much now, the speed of calculation during exercise would indeed be faster than at other times.This seems to be somewhat contrary to biological instinct, but it is not against him.

The classmates around Song Zhulan were just a little surprised, but everyone had certain eccentricities, so everyone didn't delve into it, and quickly plunged into the joyful discussion based on the solution proposed by Song Zhulan.

On the contrary, after other people spread the news, many people sighed: "There is one more pervert in the Shuyuan."

"It's really not surprising that this kind of thing happened in several courtyards."

Later, Song Zhulan was not surprised to learn about similar topics from Qin Jingye.

Most of the people in the Mathematics Academy are similar to him and have a passionate heart for mathematics.When they get together to discuss, they often get carried away, sometimes with a touch of madness.

The professors and students of the School of Numbers are almost like this from top to bottom. They are a group of madmen immersed in the world of reason and logic.

This is also the college life that Song Zhulan has experienced and has always hoped to continue.

A little different from the last days, he does not live in the dormitory as before, but lives with Director Qin in an apartment near the school.

Song Zhulan usually leaves school later, Qin Jingye is waiting for him at the side door of the school, and each rides a bicycle with him to go home, just like two ordinary students.When they get home, the two of them will study together for a while, and then turn on the TV.

Their two recent hobbies are watching documentaries.

The reason is that Qin Jingye found an eagle with pale golden pupils inside, thought it was very beautiful, and insisted on watching its daily hunting routine and where it was going to fly.

Song Zhulan is not very interested in birds, but seeing that Qin Jingye likes it so much, it doesn't dampen his interest. The two of them sit together and watch the eagle soaring in the sky. Sometimes the camera will switch to the eagle's view, See everything from above.

The world is vast and boundless, extending infinitely into the distance.

And all of this is its stage.

When they got on the flight together and were about to participate in the Golden Dumpling Awards, Song Zhulan looked at the sea of ​​clouds rolling outside the window, and the golden sunlight on the sea of ​​clouds, and suddenly remembered Qin Jingye's eloquent talk about the eagle.

"I don't want to keep them at home," Director Qin said firmly, "Even if this kind of behavior is legal one day, I will never agree."

"The eagle is born free and should soar in the sky. Why should it be locked in a cage and locked in a low room?"

"People who really love them shouldn't long for such creatures to stop for themselves. Anyway, I think that as long as they can look at it and keep company with it with their eyes, that's enough."

But this is not a one-sided chase.

Song Zhulan thought, because the eagle would also turn its head to face the gentle gaze that had been watching her.

They are all running towards each other.

The day of the Golden Dumpling Awards Ceremony.

The host nervously read out the names of the winning films and the names of the winning actors one by one.

Amidst the attention and applause of the audience, Qin Jingye stood up first and bowed to thank everyone.

A hefty little gold dumpling sculpture was delivered to him. He thanked the host, but leaned slightly during his speaking time and said, "May I ask to give my acceptance speech later?"

The organizers discussed it and nodded immediately.

The actress who was hosting said, "Of course, this is your freedom. It's just Qin, can I ask, why did you do this?"

Qin Jingye smiled and looked towards the audience: "Because I have an appointment with someone, and I will stand on stage with him."

The camera shines in the direction of Song Zhulan, and the handsome young man in the audience nods his head in greeting.

Everyone knew about the relationship between Qin Jingye and Song Zhulan, and there were several good-natured laughs from around.

The host blinked at Qin Jingye: "It seems that you are all very confident about this."

"Then let's see, the winner of the Best Supporting Actor in the 233rd Golden Dumpling Awards is—"

The host pulled out the card with the name printed on it little by little, and everyone in the audience followed her movements and unconsciously held their breath.

Then they heard the host read the winner's name.

"Song Zhulan!"

The field immediately boiled up, and everyone was cheering for them.

Song Zhulan slowly stood up from his seat, facing Qin Jingye across several rows of audience.

He stepped forward and took Qin Jingye's hand.

They stood side by side under the spotlight, walking in unison, even breathing in sync.

They all know that the next era will belong to each other.

And they still have a long and good life to go through hand in hand.

The author has something to say: the text is over!

The story of Lan Lan and Director Qin will not end so hastily, and there will be extra episodes, but it will not be updated at [-]:[-] in the morning (in fact, there is no regular update of orz these days), it should be moved to the evening.Let us know what you want to see in the comments!

Thank you all for being with me during the serialization period, I am really super happy to have you!

This is the second book I have finished writing. In fact, I have a lot to say, but I feel very hypocritical after writing it, so I won’t talk about it, and read it after the extra episode is over!

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Xiao Guangjian Jun Xiao Jianqing passed away, transmigrated into a rich and powerful abuse novel, and became Bai Yueguang's stand-in for the dominant hero.

Only by completing the plot as a stand-in, can he reshape his meridians and climb the path of swordsmanship.

Xiao Jianqing readily agreed.

Eating well, living well, and being able to practice swords, this is obviously a fairy day!

Everyone knows that Fu Yunya, the domineering president, has a well-behaved and docile stand-in, who has never complained about all of Fu Yunya's unreasonable demands.

Outrageously humble.

Fu Yunya thought so too.

Until his white moonlight found Xiao Jianqing's black long sword, and delicately reached out to touch it.

"Look, Yun Ya, this sword is so broken——"

In the next second, the person flew three meters away.

Fu Yunya:? ? ?

The instigator, Xiao Jianqing, slowly got up and wiped the scabbard of the long sword, his face turned green.

"Boss Fu, although I have a high tolerance for Party A, it doesn't mean that you can insult my wife and touch her."

"Let's stop here for our cooperation."

Fu Yunya: What are you talking about?Who is your wife?What cooperation do we have? !

later

Sword cultivator in white clothes Lingyun, the sword light spans thousands of miles,

All evil spirits died under the sword energy.

The reputation of Xiao Guangjian Lord Xiao Jianqing resounded throughout the world overnight.

Everyone remembered the scandals in the past, and envied Fu Yunya for being favored by the peerless and highly cultivated swordsman.

But only Fu Yunya knows,

Xiao Jianqing never liked him.

And even if he gave everything he had, it would be difficult for others to look at him with pity.

#my wife doesn't love me

#He only has swords in his eyes

#He regards the sword as his own wife!what about me?

The very handsome sword repairer is attacked by x very doggy master