The Lord's Road to Superstar

The whole class exploded immediately, and the math teacher couldn't help but worry. The pond in the garden is 2 meters deep, and a seven or eight-year-old child fell into it. What is the concept?

He was anxious, and now he didn't care about class order anymore, so he immediately called Song Jun, the little class leader, to inform the class teacher, and sternly told the children in the class to stay in the classroom obediently, and he held an umbrella and immediately went to school. Run in the direction of the garden.

Without the presence of the teacher to intimidate this group of children, few of them are willing to stay motionless in the classroom, they all secretly want to go out, especially such a big event that all the students in the class fell into the pool, honest young and frivolous Few of the small penyus are willing to stand by and watch, and they all want to contribute.

Ling Feibai finally put down the book amidst the turmoil. An Yuyi, he remembered, was the brat with a single line of earth spirit roots. He didn't expect to talk harshly to him early this morning, and something happened right now. up.

Although he is cold-hearted, he still has a little bit of love for talents. He immediately grabbed the kid in the next class who came to inform him, grabbed his collar, and asked expressionlessly: "An Yu How did Yi happen?"

The child was crying, it was the first time he had encountered such a scary thing, and now he was facing Ling Feibai's indifferent coffin face, he was frightened in his heart, and he kept shaking: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, that’s none of my business ah , it was that Zhou Xiaoyu, who held a grudge about what happened last time, and always wanted to find a chance to get revenge. The few of us were just helping him, just looking for helpers, woo woo woo, I thought he just wanted to beat up An Yuyi Dun, I didn't expect that guy to sneak attack and push him into the river from behind, I don't know if I don't know!"

Ling Feibai put him down, the child was crying uncontrollably, and usually it was just a small fight, but this time he was really scared.When the students in the class heard of such a situation, they were immediately furious, and cast aside Zhou Xiaoyu, that fat, despicable and shameless man.

Ling Feibai: "Where is An Yuyi, lead the way."

The child nodded again and again: "I will lead the way, I will lead the way!"

"I'll go too! I'll go too!" Many people also volunteered.

Without further ado, a group of people braved the downpour and rushed towards the school garden.

At this moment, An Yuyi was soaking in the pool. After all, he was still a child. With his own strength and short hands and feet, he couldn't climb up the wet stone steps. Now it was raining again, so he could only do his best The ground was thumping in the water, but fortunately it could still swim, otherwise it would have been drowned long ago after soaking in the water for such a long time.

The math teacher was holding the fragile umbrella, and the strong wind and rain were about to blow it into pieces. He was wearing glasses, and the rain had glued the lenses.

"An Yuyi, hold on! The teacher will be here soon!" The math teacher eagerly wiped his glasses with his clothes, ran over in a hurry, and stretched out his hand to pull him away.

However, the steps were a bit high, and I couldn't catch An Yuyi's hands that were thumping in the air several times.

Summer was coming to an end soon, and it was raining heavily at this time, and the water was icy cold, and An Yuyi's lips were slightly pale from the cold.

If this continues, even if he can swim again, his limbs will still suffer from cramps. He struggled to climb up the steps, but at this moment a flash of lightning split the dark clouds, his feet slipped, and he fell into the pool instead.

"An Yuyi!" The math teacher yelled, a big splash splashed on the pool, and then there was no movement.

Crap, he thought, the kid must have hit something on the back of his head when he fell.

Because the situation was too urgent, the teacher immediately threw away the umbrella in his hand, took off his shoes, and prepared to go into the water to save people.

At this moment, a small arm stopped him, the math teacher was taken aback, and smelled a very faint cold fragrance at the tip of his nose.

"I come."

Ling Feibai put down these words indifferently, and in the next second, everyone only heard a "plop", and the silent boy jumped into the pool, diving into the bottom like a fish. The unconscious An Yuyi swam back and lifted him up.

The young students who followed hurriedly pulled An Yuyi up, Ling Feibai supported the steps with one hand, and landed perfectly in the air.

The math teacher wiped his face with water, and stared in astonishment at this student Ling Xiao who had excellent academic performance and was usually quiet, but couldn't figure out why this child made him feel like a hermit, making people can't help but bow down. There is a kind of unconscious desire to throw yourself on the ground.

Song Jun patted An Yuyi's pale cheeks, breathed out, even the breath was extremely weak, she was terribly worried, and subconsciously looked at Ling Feibai who was standing aside, with a face that looked like she was about to cry: "Is he dying?"

Ling Feibai walked over with a calm face: "I'm not dead." Anyway, there is a single-line earth spirit root with rough skin and thick flesh, but it's just soaked in water, so it's not easy to die.

After finishing speaking, a spiritual energy secretly appeared in his palm, and he slapped An Yuyi's small chest fiercely.

"Pfft!" After being slapped solidly, An Yuyi spit out a mouthful of water, coughed a few times with his neck flushed, and almost coughed out his heart and lungs. A few classmates hurried over and patted him on the back gas.

Ling Feibai withdrew his hand, still with that cold face: "It's okay."

All the little classmates present nodded their heads like garlic, and looked at him adoringly. No one thought deeply about how he, a child, could single-handedly pick up An Yuyi, who was several tens of catties heavier than him, from the water. .

Because of the common language in their hearts and so on.

#master was originally lurking in the class! #

# Xueba can also be a good person#

#Wuwait Is it too late to hug my thigh now? #

Now that An Yuyi has nothing to do, the rest of the follow-up still has to wait for the homeroom teacher Jiao to take care of it. Considering that it is still raining, the math teacher rushes these little penyus who came to join in the fun back to class.

Ling Feibai didn't care at all that the rain had wetted his whole body. In fact, the weather in late summer and early autumn didn't make him feel the slightest cold. The wet clothes could be dried back anytime he wanted, so he wouldn't care.

But suddenly, a crimson umbrella covered his head, shielding him from the pattering rain. When Ling Feibai looked up, he found a strange man holding an umbrella, standing silently beside him. behind him, smiling at him.

"Hi, my name is Gu Qing."

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Assistant director Zhang Yuliang slowly followed up holding an umbrella, and chatted with Teacher Jiao at the side: "That kid is the teacher you said Ling Feibai, right? It's really good." The boy woke up the classmate who fell into the pool, explaining that this kid is not rash and accurate, so his first image is still very good, and the more he looks at it, the more he likes it.

Teacher Jiao covered her mouth with a smug smile in her eyes. She has taught for so many years and met so many people. This child will definitely be the student with the deepest impression on her, not only Because he is smart and diligent in studying, and there are many things that she can't explain one by one.

"Come, Feibai, come here." She beckoned, Ling Feibai immediately ignored the inexplicable guy in front of him, and turned to Teacher Jiao.

Gu Qing rubbed her nose shyly, and gave a wry smile in frustration. Is she so unpopular?

Completely ignoring the group of little girls who suppressed their excitement and held their breath, he sighed and shrugged.

Although I have prepared myself psychologically, I am still very sad...

A certain youngest actor in the history of China turned his head sideways and looked up at the sky sadly at a 45-degree angle.

"Come on, Feibai, this is Director Zhang Yuliang Zhang, this is what I told you, classmate Ling Feibai." Jiao Yan gave them an introduction, and then explained to Ling Feibai, " As for Director Zhang, he is making a movie recently, and their crew is looking for a young actor, and the teacher thinks that you may be more suitable for their role, so I will bring Director Zhang over to have a look with you."

Ling Feibai gave a flat "Oh" without much interest.

Zhang Yuliang has been observing this child since the first time he saw Ling Feibai. This student Ling Xiao has a desolate temperament at a young age. It's the coldness that comes from the inside out.In addition, the extremely good-looking face couldn't be more perfect, the bones are perfect, and the skin is even more perfect. It belongs to the type that gets better the more you look at it.

It is strange that this kind of layered face appears on a child who is not yet eight years old, but even such a child's face has an extraordinary charm.As a person in the industry who has been in the industry for several years, he dares to guarantee that such a handsome face, as long as he doesn't do anything to make up his face, even if he grows up to middle age, it is unlikely that he will grow crooked.

If one ignores his age and his small body, he almost sees a hermit who silently looks down on the world. Even without any acting skills, acting in his true colors is enough to produce the good effect they expected. .

Having filmed N good works, his intuition as a director vaguely told him that maybe this time, he really came to the right place and found the right candidate.

He and Director Rong can't choose the male lead, so the supporting role has to be the best!

Besides, if it wasn't for his shamelessness and director Rong's relationship back then, would he have invited Gu Qing?

Zhang Yuliang suppressed the excitement in his heart, looked at Ling Feibai eagerly, and asked: "Student Ling, if our crew wants you to play a role, that is, to act in a movie, are you willing?"

"Movie?" Ling Feibai thought about this new word, as if he hadn't seen modern times in his general history of the world, so he continued with a popular saying, "What is it? Can it be eaten?"