Mistress Her Brother [Transmigration Book]

Wang Kun couldn't believe his ears. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Song Mo. After a few seconds, he realized that he quickly said, "Okay...Okay, this classmate is welcome to come for an interview, and I'll give you an interview." That's the question. Um... please play a role of lifting a rock—"

Song Mo's fingertips trembled, and when he was about to ask if he could change the topic, Wang Kun swallowed his saliva, and then spoke the second half of the sentence.

"—hit my own foot."

Song Mo and the club member who came to forcibly requisition the classroom were stunned.

It was only after Wang Kun finished speaking that he realized what he had just said. He really wanted to cover his face and find an empty hole to drill, but he had already spoken, so he couldn’t really shoot himself in the foot. Bar?

Song Mo rolled his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, but this topic is a bit difficult, can senior give me a few minutes to prepare?"

To prepare, you need a place, and the classroom of the drama club finally came in handy.Wang Kun nodded hurriedly: "Of course, you can prepare well in the classroom, don't be nervous, I will come back in 10 minutes!"

As he said that, Wang Kun pushed the other member of the club out of the classroom, euphemistically saying, "Don't disturb the 'prospective member' to brew his emotions."

That person also didn't expect that there were still people willing to join the association that was about to be disbanded, so he had to leave angrily.Before he left, Wang Kun felt very proud of the look in the eyes of the other party who wanted to eat him. He returned to the classroom with his chest upright, like a rooster that won a fight.

However, after entering the classroom, Wang Kun was a little apprehensive again.

He scratched his hair and said, "Classmate, thank you today. If it weren't for your help, I might be driven to the main road to recruit new students by them tonight."

"You're welcome." Song Mo blinked at him, and just when Wang Kun thought he would take the opportunity to leave, Song Mo said, "Then your interview still counts, I'm ready."

"Of course! Do the math! Classmates, don't be nervous. If you don't perform well, you still have a chance. Everyone will have a first time. Let go of yourself and try boldly..." Wang Kun was halfway through speaking, and found that Song Mo was looking at him with rather speechless eyes. Looking at him, she had no choice but to shut her mouth embarrassingly.

"I think you're nervous, why don't you sit down and take it easy?" Song Mo pointed to the first row of desks under the podium.

Affected by his aura, Wang Kun sat down unexpectedly, looking at him without blinking.

Song Mo closed his eyes, he remembered what Director Li had said to him when Nie Ziye was filming.

"Acting skills don't have to be exaggerated. It's not that the audience understands what you're doing when the movements are in place. Micro-expressions are also very important! Human facial features can faithfully reflect people's emotions, and good expressions can naturally bring the audience into the situation. .”

After Nie Ziye listened to that passage, he practiced it again by himself. A plot that needed to show the psychological activities of the characters passed so smoothly. Even Director Li praised him for his talent.

Song Mo recalled the feeling of Nie Ziye when he entered the play, and when he opened his eyes again, his expression had changed, his eyes were hazy, as if he was drunk.

He took a step and swayed twice, and hiccupped a few times, like a commuter walking home after a dinner party.

The office worker was full of resentment, swearing and swearing at his boss while walking, saw a stone on the side of the road, and stretched out his foot and kicked it without thinking.Unexpectedly, this foot hit his toe, the office worker howled, bent down and grabbed the blocking stone angrily, and wanted to throw it far away, but his hand slipped, and before he could throw it, he hit his own foot.

A pun is not only a real stone hit the foot, but also a portrayal of self-inflicted suffering.

Song Mo put away the painful expression of the office worker at the end, and returned to his usual innocent and harmless expression: "President, I'm done."

Just now, when he was preparing for the interview test questions, he flipped through the instruction manual of this classroom, and found that Wang Kun was actually the president of the drama club.In other words, the president of the drama club personally recruits people. It seems that there are really few people in this club.

Wang Kun also didn't notice the change in his title, and he was still immersed in the scene Song Mo acted just now and hasn't recovered for a long time.

It wasn't until Song Mo called him again that he applauded Song Mo vigorously: "The acting is great, what do you call this...classmate? Congratulations on becoming a member of the drama club, welcome to join our drama Big family!"

Song Mo coughed, can a club with only two members be called a big family?

"Speaking of which, what's the matter with your poster, and what is an honorary member?" After a brief self-introduction, Song Mo asked what he was most confused about.

"Well, I want to admit my mistake to you. This is actually a false advertisement." Wang Kun lowered his head and honestly explained the cause and effect to Song Mo.

There are several schools settled in University City Island, among which the most notable one is the Academy of Film, besides the best local university, Shoucheng University.There are students from these majors, and in inter-school activities, as long as there are performance programs, these people are mostly present. Occasionally, other schools have excellent programs, and they can also appear in big scenes like the welcome party.

Dance and singing clubs are better. As long as there are real materials, in addition to inter-school activities, you can also go to commercial performances, sponsorships, and so on. Life is so enjoyable.

But it’s different like drama clubs. Firstly, their appearance is definitely not as good as those handsome men and beauties recruited in the art examination. It's an old-fashioned script that comes and goes, nothing new.

In order to participate in the welcome party this time, Wang Kun's drama club also rehearsed hard during the summer vacation. Several people got together to write an interesting script and put in a lot of time and energy, but in the end their show was still rejected.

The film academy has more professional performances, why choose them laymen who can't even find their place when they go on stage?

This year, the drama club had few members. In Wang Kun's class, after the failure of the welcome party, everyone was discouraged. They either excused their studies or simply joined other clubs. Now only Wang Kun is left. one person.

The federation of associations stipulates that associations with less than five members will be forcibly disbanded, and no further funding will be given to them.

With the old members of Wang Kun's first class, there is still a little affection in the dialogue drama club. Although they don't come to the club anymore, their names are still in the club roster, so "honorary members" come in this way.

"Then what happened to Nie Ziye?" Song Mo asked.

"That day I was handing out leaflets on the road, and I saw classmate Nie... You know, there is an unwritten rule in the university town. It's best to pretend that you haven't seen those celebrities, and you can't go up to disturb others. But I really couldn't help it. Come on, I really like the "Bean Sprouts" he acted in, so I had the cheek to take his poster and ask him to sign it." Wang Kun covered his face and whispered.

Who would have thought that Nie Ziye probably had something on his mind at the time and didn't pay much attention to Wang Kun. After signing his name and writing words of encouragement, seeing that he still had a booklet in his hand, he signed another one without thinking. .

That booklet is the roster of club members.

Unknowingly, Nie Ziye became an "honorary member" of the drama club of the medical school.

Song Mo: "..."

Song Mo later said on the phone with Nie Ziye: "Now in the whole club, there are only me and Wang Kun. There is nothing else to do every day except watching some actors' self-cultivation. Rehearsal? He thought Play Erkang, I don't want to play Ziwei yet!"

"...Two people can't even play poker. Take him to the top, this person is a spy sent by the enemy, not to mention how good he is, I guess he can kill himself flat."

"Honestly, I kind of regret it."

After Song Mo finished speaking frankly, after waiting for a while, Nie Ziye still didn't respond.Just when he was wondering if his mobile phone signal was not good, Nie Ziye suddenly said, "With me, can we join a table of Fighting the Landlords?"

Song Mo was stunned for a moment, and then he gave a dull "hmm".

"Then wait for me, I'll be back in two days." Nie Ziye said.

"……it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Song Mo suddenly remembered that two days later... Isn't October 10th the birthday of Nie Ziye?

A few days in advance, related topics have already started to be brushed up on Weibo.When Nie Ziye celebrated his birthday last year, he launched a live broadcast to celebrate his birthday with his fans, but this year there was no such announcement. Fans speculated that he was busy making the album that will be released at the end of the year so he didn't have time.

Not only the album, but "Special Pursuit" directed by Li Yu has also finished the final stage. After the review, it can be put into publicity, and it may even participate in the film festival selection first.

Although Aidou has become busier and has no time to interact with them, they are not unhappy because he is walking up step by step.

——And this legendary busy man went back to school to participate in club activities on his birthday.

After seeing Nie Ziye who appeared at the door of the classroom wearing a mask, Wang Kun was so excited that he couldn't calm down for a long time. He wanted to rush out of the classroom and run around three or five times before shouting a few more times.

But he couldn't do that, he could only let his consciousness run wild like a wild horse. Although he was not on the playground, his heart had already galloped several times.

While Wang Kun was still in a daze, Song Mo handed him an exquisitely packaged bag, inside was a box with hidden flowers: "Happy birthday."

He said it simply and lightly, but Nie Ziye could quickly pick out other meanings from his expression.Nie Ziye didn't take the bag immediately, but asked, "What's in it?"

"...Snow skin mooncakes, I made them by hand." Song Mo's voice was a little softer than before, "It's not left over from the Mid-Autumn Festival, I made new ones today."

The National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival are usually celebrated together, and this year is no exception.

In the past few years, eating ice skins has been popular. Song Ma was worried that the mooncake fillings bought outside would be too sweet, which would cause Dad Song's blood sugar to spike after eating, so she bought ice skin powder to make it herself.

Song Ma made mooncakes, and Song Mo was there to help her, so he was already familiar with the process of making mooncakes.

It’s just that when you do it yourself, it’s inevitable that there will be damage, but Song Mo didn’t intend to waste these. He brought another bag, and the mooncakes in it were either filled with too much filling, or the skin was too thick, or the mold was not good enough. Make it well...or just use it as a supper for the club.

Nie Ziye took the exquisite packaging bag from Song Mo's hand with his left hand, and stretched out his right hand towards him naturally: "Give me that bag too."

Song Mo was still a little embarrassed: "That bag is a defective product..."

"As long as it's made by you, it's delicious." Nie Ziye winked at him and smiled, then logically took another bag of mooncakes into his pocket.

When Wang Kun came back to his senses, his mooncakes were gone.

Nie Zi Yeke politely put a gift box tied with a bow in front of him: "If you don't mind, this is a souvenir I brought back from the fruit market. Thank you senior for taking care of Xiao Mo during this time."

Wang Kun: "..."

The author has something to say: Wang: Wang!I can't eat this bowl of dog food!