360 degrees being pursued manual [entertainment circle]

When Xiao Yan went back to his seat, the people in the class looked all the way, and the male students basically looked unfriendly.

Sarcasm, contempt, and contempt all exist.

Like this kind of person who is about the same age as me, but better than me, looks better than me, has more fans than me, and is more popular with women than me——

Ten out of ten are public enemies of men.

For example, Xiao Yan.

Now that they can seize the opportunity to make a wave of ridicule, the male students feel very excited.

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Xiao Yan could clearly understand the thoughts of the students below at a glance, but his expression was calm and taciturn, and there was no special emotion on his face.

There was neither anger nor embarrassment, and the demeanor was calm and peaceful.

After he sat down and continued to take notes, and his behavior was the same as before, some students really felt that this person really came to the school to study.

It's not for getting a degree, or creating a personality for himself, and it's not for showing his difference and superiority in front of the students. He really came to learn.

I found my own shortcomings and wanted to improve, that's all.

Most people in the classroom restrained their impolite gazes.

This is how people are. If the person involved can be calm and calm, other people will feel that it is not interesting. It doesn't feel like a big deal, so why make a fuss.

On the podium, Xiao Cunliang then disassembled the performance just now, explaining clearly the shortcomings and advantages.

Xiao Yan listened carefully, occasionally lowering her head to take notes.

His hair is half long, slightly covering his eyebrows and eyes, his appearance is still a little bit immature, but his charm is not lost at all, and he has a mysterious elegance.

The heart of the female classmate who deliberately sat near him was pounding.

——Mom is a good-looking person, I really want to give birth to a monkey for him.

Half of the girls in the class are attending classes these few days, wanting to have a flirtatious love affair with Xiao Yan.

It's not just because I want to borrow strength or something, but mainly because Xiao Yan is good-looking.

The domineering girl still said in the dormitory: Wait, this girl must let that man become my child's father!Become the provider of the other half of the baby's genes!

Moreover, the rookie in the entertainment circle and the student of the art college met in class.What a romantic story to begin with!Well worth developing.

However, Xiao Yan, who has been booked by many girls to be the child's father, is obsessed with studying and has no intention of falling in love.

Xiao Cunliang's reputation as a national treasure performing artist is not in vain. A few months ago, Xiao Yan also took an acting training class at Tianhua headquarters. due to.For more basic and more in-depth digging things, naturally I won't talk about it and don't need to talk about it.

And that's exactly what's being taught in these classes now.

The serious man is the most attractive, at least the one who was not far away by three seats because he was suppressed by the teacher's performance, and the female classmate with a bit of strange eyes, under the impact of this charm, has turned the strangeness into distress.

Senior Xiao came to study in such a busy schedule, yet he still had to endure the teacher's making things difficult for him.

I don't know how this girl could see the grievance on Xiao Yan's calm face?

Xiao Cunliang drew people up after analyzing the performance just now.

This section is still being performed, and it happens to be Wang Ye who can't die.

Wang Ye was full of confidence before going up.

He felt that at least he would not be worse than Xiao Yan in acting, no matter what, there would be a "rookie in the entertainment industry" at the bottom, and he would never make a fool of himself.

It's normal for Wang Ye to have such thoughts.

Although he is a student who has not entered the entertainment circle, but because of his good talent, he usually hears people saying "you are much better at acting than that so-and-so in the circle".

After being praised over and over again, why not be young and proud?

However, face slaps sometimes come so quickly.

Xiao Yan was suppressed by the old Mr. Xiao the whole time, and he was ignored by the old man the whole time, like the background board for reading lines during an audition.

No expression, no tone, no sense of presence.

When he stepped off the stage, Wang was stunned.

Coupled with his handsome face, he looked inexplicably pitiful.

Even the female classmates who didn't deal with him showed a little maternal compassion.

Of course, only a little.

Xiao Cunliang still analyzed Wang Ye's performance carefully, and then continued to draw people up.

In order not to be miserably reduced to the background board, everyone worked hard to learn from experience, actively strived for inappropriate backing, and left this great and sacred task to Wang.

But it turns out that they had a pretty good idea.

With such a plot, everyone was forced to be suppressed by Mr. Xiao from beginning to end.

The only difference is non-presence and very non-presence.

When the class was about to end, Mr. Xiao asked Xiao Yan to play against him again, and it was still this part.

Xiao Yan closed the pen cap, supported the automatic chair with his hand to avoid making noise, walked to the podium, and started his second performance.

Actions are crisp and without hesitation.

Wang Ye muttered, "It's quite courageous."

If it is said that before and after the first time on stage, many people in the classroom held the attitude of watching the excitement, then after Xiao Laolu smoked a lot of people one after another, and after all of them were tortured by blood, everyone's psychology has already become irrelevant. Become a bitter brother.

Even the students who have not been smoked feel sympathetic to each other.

Everyone was thinking in their minds: For such a thing as embarrassment, one time is enough. I didn't expect Xiao Yan to be so unlucky, and I have to go up again. Is it true that the professor doesn't like him? !

At the same time, I also feel that he can still keep his face under such circumstances, and his psychological quality and mind are really broad.

The male classmate was ready to sympathize with him again.

Brother, it's all right, get out of class will be dismissed after this experience, don't come to Professor Xiao's class next time.

Look, I have thought of words of comfort!

Then got slapped in the face.

The moment the performance started, Xiao Yan straightened his back. He used to have a straight back and a very good temperament, but it was not like this moment. He looked like a poplar tree.

Straight and firm.

Among other things, the image of a soldier has jumped out.

He didn't seem to be a different person like Xiao Lao, but on the basis of his distinctive personal characteristics, people can see at a glance what he wants to play and express.

It is not as good as Xiao Lao's expressiveness and exquisiteness, and his moistening is silent, but there is no doubt that his progress is obvious.

The male students picked up their chins, followed Xiao Yan off the podium, and gave him warm applause.

After that, Xiao Yan continued to listen in when he was free, and Xiao Lao also picked him up to play against each other from time to time.

However, Xiao Yan's acting skills have changed from relying on high savvy aura and slightly rough skills to gradually combining savvy aura and skills, and the progress is visible to the naked eye.

After that, he didn't go for two weeks because of business, Mr. Xiao also found his phone number through the school, and called him to ask why he didn't come.

Due to work and privacy needs, Xiao Yan basically left Zhao Ji's number outside, and the manager was taking a bath when he received such a call.

He picked up his cell phone from the cabinet next to him and saw an unfamiliar number.

After answering the call, I found that the opposite was an old man full of spirits, and when he came up to pick up, he asked, "Why haven't you come to class recently?".

Uh-huh?attend class?

Zhao Ji used his quality as an excellent agent to get his identity out of the old man's mouth, and then he was completely dumbfounded.

Old Xiao!Mr. Xiao Cunliang!

He listened to the old man's complaints about Xiao Yan's failure to attend class in a daze, and he didn't recover after hanging up the phone.

What did Mr. Xiao say just now?Want Xiao Yan to go to his house to make up lessons?He also said that he will check next time if he has neglected to practice?

I looked at the time, it was [-]:[-], it was not time to go to sleep, why did I feel like I was dreaming!

Of course, this state of being in a dream was effectively resolved after 1 minute, because the mobile phone fell into the bathtub because of anxious hand slipping.

New, just started fruit machine.

The heartache immediately woke up Mr. Manager.

While excited to fly, while heartache to tears.

But since then, Zhao Ji has no objection to Xiao Yan's taking time to go to class.

Now turn the topic back to "Huanhua" which is currently being filmed.

During the filming of "Huanhua", Xiao Yan went to publicize. Even if he had been running the show overnight, now he has a good backlog.

Gu Weicheng is urging his life to catch up with the progress recently, while Xiao Yan is the one who has been squeezed the most in the crew.

"Lighting, photography, preparation!"

[Among the ruined walls, a lonely swordsman in gray is drinking a jug of wine with his head up.

He drank the wine in a hurry, and wet his clothes, but the swordsman neither slowed down the speed of pouring the wine into his mouth, nor wiped the wine that was wet on his body.

His appearance is very handsome, although the brows and eyes are not concealed, but it makes people feel that this is a man with a story.

A man with a story and a laid-back and lonely man.

After drinking the wine, he shook the gourd, then tossed it casually, tore a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes, took out the long knife leaning against his side, and wiped it inch by inch.

This is a very tense picture.

The man in the picture is leaning against the broken wall, his posture is casual, but his eyes are focused.

His clothes are gray, his hair is also gray, and the ends of his hair are even slightly gray.

The appearance is young and handsome, but the look has been vicissitudes of life and loneliness.

The demon saint in a red dress came on a long silk ribbon, and when she landed lightly, she was like a butterfly with its wings restrained, and stopped on a tall stone pillar.

The saint seemed angry and resentful: "After the farewell to Guanshan, the little girl tossed and turned in her heart, pulling the silk like a net. Is this how Tanlang greeted me, and he didn't even want to give me any tenderness?"

Dao Jueming smiled: "In this world, those who are willing to go through fire and water for the saint are like crucian carp crossing the river, so why do you need me?"

"You have something to ask of me, but you don't even want to say a good word." The glamorous and natural woman lowered her eyebrows and raised her eyes, and the grievance that could make people live and die for her.

However, with a turn of her eyes, she said again: "If you are like this, be careful that I will walk away!"

Even losing one's temper is delicate, provocative, and haunting.

I can't complain that even though countless people call her a witch, there are always more people who don't want their lives for her.

"You won't go, or you wouldn't have come in the first place."

She said delicately and softly: "Tan Lang is so confident? You must know that a woman who has been hurt has no sense at all."

Dao Jueming was very sure: "That's someone else, and you have always been more sensible than anyone else, otherwise you wouldn't be able to become a demon saint."

The saint stopped her coquettish attitude, "So in Tan Lang's heart, I am actually like this? Then in order to prove that Tan Lang guessed wrong, it seems that I have no choice but to not help."

Dao Jueming stood up slowly, his movements were very slow, and his eyes were also very slow, flitting inch by inch, the wind and rain were about to come, and finally stopped on the gentle face of the saint.

He said, "I came here today, but I didn't expect you to help me."

"then you--"

The rest of the words were drowned in the drawn snow-white blade. 】

"Pass!"

The author has something to say: Classmate Wang: Huh~ such a background board is still fresh.

Female students: Hey, there is no sense of presence, you are still a top student in the acting department.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Mo Ye is not subject to 10 bottles; Ran Xiuning and Dream Blue Maple are 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!