I'm just sorry for plagiarism

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Well, in fact, the eldest lady lied.

After all, I was not lucky enough to participate in the work of Mr. Chow Yun-fat, but I was precisely that Chow Yun-fat who became popular in the literary world.

It's just that this level of news is naturally not humane, and no matter whether the other party will believe it or not, it is quite troublesome to explain.

Ever since, the eldest lady had an idea, and conveniently added the position of a small supporting role to herself.

It can be regarded as prevarication.

Anyway, "Cicada in the Rain" is also my own work, and the filming of the crew has not yet ended, so it is not difficult to ask Director Zhang for a shot or something.

It was just like that, amidst the eldest lady's prevarication, the teacher finally asked the ins and outs.

Although the expression of rubbing his chin still looked so surprised, he restrained his curiosity, and this topic is over.

Another crisp bell sounded outside the room, and one didn't need to listen to it to know that it was the bell for the next class.It seems that the procrastination was indeed quite long this time, and a whole break between classes disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Okay, that's it for today? It's getting late, haven't you eaten yet? Why don't you go back first?"

Seeing that it was not easy to continue nagging, Teacher Zhang simply waved his hand, intending to dismiss the two of them.

This is of course the best thing.

Seeing that she had passed the test, the eldest lady let out a long sigh of relief, and pulled Zhang Ruozhi, who was still in a shutdown state, to the door without saying a word.

But before leaving, the delicate and pretty girl seemed to think of something again, and stood at the door and turned around to throw her.

"Mr. Zhang, can I ask you something?"

Teacher Zhang raised his eyebrows, signaling for the other party to continue talking.

The eldest lady scratched her head, a little hesitant.

"About my part-time job in the film crew... Please don't spread the word about it?"

This is not groundless.

Teacher Zhang usually likes to gossip in the classroom, most of which are related to the experience of the film and television industry. It would be inappropriate for the protagonist to be Li Xia.

Not to mention the audition accident back then, even the leader was shocked.If the facts are announced, wouldn't it be slapping the face of those old leaders who made peace?

This is simply deceiving feelings.

It's really something.

Chapter 282 Chapter 281, Classroom Incident

"Of course there's nothing wrong with it." Teacher Zhang would not refuse such a simple request, and even slapped his chest with a confident look.

"I'm a famous teacher with a very strict mouth. Have you seen who I usually tell?"

Recalling this guy's eloquent gossip on weekdays, Li Xia felt a little embarrassed to answer, so he had to smile wryly with his head sullen.

"That's true."

"It's just that I didn't expect that you girl has such a background, and you can hide it so deeply."

After the words fell, the teacher Zhang didn't notice the slight sarcasm in the other party's tone, but An felt as if she couldn't bear the complicated emotions in her heart, she hugged her chin and sighed.

Well, Chow Yun-fat's influence, but anyone who has been in the entertainment industry, it is naturally impossible to be unclear.

Although it doesn't mean that every young actor who has a relationship with her can develop to the level of success, but there are still a small number of people like Li Xia who have already obtained the qualifications to join her crew at such a young age.

Seeing such a little star hiding in the class like this, how could he not be surprised?

Well, these old tunes have been repeated countless times before, and it is more or less meaningless to waste time on them.

After saying hello again, the eldest lady took the white arm of the person beside her, and planned to leave this complicated teaching building quickly.

Along the way, Zhang Ruozhi kept his head down, obviously he hadn't recovered from the complicated conversation just now.

"what happened to you?"

Even when the eldest lady talked to her, the other party seemed to be frightened, although she was smiling, but the smile looked very forced.

"No, it's just... a little unbelievable."

Seeing this strange look in her eyes, the eldest lady couldn't help but sighed.

Hey, that's one of the reasons why she didn't want to reveal her identity.

The huge disparity in status will inevitably lead to changes in the once sticky friendship.

That is the so-called metamorphosis.

It's like the superiors and subordinates in the company, no matter how good the relationship is on weekdays, no matter how good they are.But as soon as the leader puts on a face, the people below will immediately abandon the so-called brotherhood, hold their breath and silence, and keep silent.

The disparity in status and economic disparity make it difficult to maintain the fragile friendship.

Simply put.

That is, there is already a thick and sad barrier between them!

Well, such a metaphor is somewhat exaggerated.

And strictly speaking, today's eldest lady is not really a rich person.

At least in Zhang Ruozhi's eyes, she is just a young actor with a brighter future.

But even so, the attitude of the other party is far from the previous expression of incomparable intimacy.

There is even a sense of alienation in the words.

Obvious.

Thinking of this, the eldest lady felt a little scared.

Just at this level, they are already alienated to this point. What if the other party knows the real truth?Do you know that Mr. Chow Yun-fat, who is in the literary world now, is actually this little girlfriend standing not far in front of him?

I'm afraid that in the next moment, the friendship that has been maintained with great difficulty will disappear without hesitation.

It's really a sad story.

Seeing the other party's hesitant look, the eldest lady opened her mouth, as if she wanted to joke about something as usual, but the other party was obviously not interested.

"I'm going back……"

He just mumbled something sullenly, and then walked towards the dormitory building step by step without waiting for the eldest lady to make a statement.

At noon, the sun was just right, and the delicate and brilliant sunlight fell lightly on the shoulders.

But for some reason, the little girl's back was stretched into a lonely look.

The eldest lady stretched out her arms.

That sentence to stay was still stuck in his throat after all.

"……Hey."

There was only one helpless sigh left.

That's it.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, the workday is gone.

Monday and Tuesday are the two days with the most courses in the broad-based class. With the arrival of the single and double weeks, the courses in these two days have become intensive to the point of three large classes.

Such an arrangement is already quite harsh for art students.

Fortunately, with the arrival of Wednesday, the arrangement on the class schedule began to show signs of relief. There were only two major classes on Wednesday and Thursday, and even on Friday, except for the last class which was arranged as an English class, the rest Most of the time is left for students to move freely.

The unfixed schedule is one of the characteristics of the university. Although the current curriculum is much more intensive than that of last semester, it is still much easier compared to the high school, which was in high school.

In the last class on Friday, the weather at 05:30 was a bit gloomy, even the sun was receding above the thick clouds, and the breeze was blowing, causing the half-open door to rattle.

It seemed to be a sign of rain.

The mountains and rain are about to come and the wind is all over the building, and the May Day holiday is coming, and the temperature in Shangjing is also rising rapidly.Although it is not as hot and stuffy as summer, the rain that comes from time to time officially announces the coming of the rainy season.

Summer weather is always like this.

The humidity is extremely high, obviously the temperature is not much higher, but it just gives people a kind of dullness that makes it difficult to breathe.

This is still a northern city, and the degree of moisture and humidity is not obvious. If it is changed to the south, so many people are crowded in the same classroom, it is estimated that the sweat will be sticky on the whole back by now, right?

Well, I'm a little too cranky.

The chatter from the podium was not sloppy.

In the blink of an eye, following the footsteps, the blackboard, which was still empty, was covered with dense handwriting.

The English words are written very flamboyantly, and between strokes and strokes, there is also a professional atmosphere.

Well, the English teacher who taught the broad-edition class was a female teacher. She looked quite young, probably in her early 30s?I heard that she used to be the department flower of their Academy of Performing Arts.She also majored in the Department of Languages. After graduating with a master's degree, she didn't go to work elsewhere. Instead, she applied for a tutor position at her alma mater. Somehow, she was selected.

Like this kind of teaching and educating people, most of them have to go through a series of complicated procedures to obtain qualification certificates, and this girl has climbed to the throne of a university lecturer after a few years of hard work, and she is probably from a family background. It's relatively rich, and it's a little convenient to say.

It's just that no matter whether she has operated in secret or not, that gurgling voice is indeed fascinating.

Like high school, university courses will probably impart knowledge through textbooks.

And this teacher is not just talking about the book, from time to time, he will talk briskly about some extracurricular knowledge, but it is mostly related to knowledge points, obviously deepening the impression of the students.

But the helpless thing is that the students of the art department are probably not interested in the professional courses, so they are naturally too lazy to listen to the lectures.

The whole class was noisy, except for a certain pretty girl sitting in the middle row who kept touching her chin and staring at the blackboard playfully.

It looked like he was listening to a lecture, but the pen in his hand didn't mean to take notes.

Such an attitude, I have to say, is quite strange.

Ok.

University courses are naturally much more demanding than those in high school, but even the courses really deepen the knowledge points.

For Li Xia, a veteran who has been immersed in foreign languages ​​for decades.

It's still impossible not to understand.

After all, the difficulty of English in college is probably the foundation of CET-[-].

In front of an old scholar like Li Xia who has been knowledgeable for many years, it still seems a bit too watery.

Speaking of which, high school textbooks are basically in the same category as the fourth grade.

Maybe the content in the textbook will be a little more difficult?After all, many people say that no matter how many points you get in the English test in the college entrance examination, you can definitely pass the CET-[-] test directly.

Instead, they entered the university, because they didn't read much, and their knowledge points were slack, which led to many people failing the rankings.

This is really a ridiculous thing.

Even though he was thinking wildly, the noise around him still showed no sign of stopping.

I don't understand what these students have to talk about, maybe it's almost time for get out of class to end?The noise that was still suppressed actually had a tendency to intensify.

In the midst of the noise, even the teacher was a little annoyed by the inexplicable commotion.

"It's still noisy! Did you understand everything in class? From now on, I'm going to ask someone to come up and answer questions. If you can't answer, you will be deducted five points from the usual points!"

He simply didn't continue to draw on the blackboard, but turned around, grabbed the book, and looked down at the crowd with displeasure.

There was a sound of gasping for air from the audience.

Silent as a cicada.

Well, the young teacher's temper is probably like this. When he encounters some dissatisfied students, he likes to confuse the students by asking questions.It's not that they are small-bellied, or even on the contrary, this may also be regarded as a performance of being responsible to the children.

Seeing that the atmosphere had calmed down a little bit, this exquisite little teacher looked around the class, and then for some reason, locked his eyes on the front row. The girl who stared intently at the blackboard again.

"The one in the middle row who is in a daze, yes, the one who is not tall, stand up and answer my question."

From the beginning of the class, this girl gave people an inexplicable feeling, as if she was listening to the class seriously, but she has never seen her take notes?To put it bluntly, it is estimated that this girl is just putting on a show, and her soul is wandering away.

Perhaps in the eyes of the English teacher, pulling out such a girl with false charts to make an example of others is the right person?

Seeing that trouble fell on her own head, Li Xia was slightly surprised.

Pointing to herself, she looked left and right, only to find that others were staring at her intently. In desperation, she had no choice but to sigh and stand up from her seat.

"You can translate this text on the blackboard for me, just translate it from Chinese to English, and let me see if you are listening carefully during class."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the little teacher folded his arms and raised his nose high, as if he was sure that the girl would not be able to answer, and his tone was flirtatious.