The second generation ancestor always collapses

Zhuang Sheng sighed.

I was probably overwhelmed and confused, thinking about something messy in broad daylight.

Forcing myself to regain consciousness and focus on the shooting scene in front of me, Xia Dapai flew into the sky again, if only I could touch Miss Lou's waist...

I stayed up until noon to rest in a daze, and agreed to the job invitation of Qiuqiu's new crew "The Father-in-Law of the Special Forces Who Traveled Through the Harem".But she didn't put all her weight on the other party, and she was still thinking about other ways to retreat.

Over the years, everyone knows that the entertainment industry makes money, and they all want to come here to make a living. No matter whether it is only one in ten thousand, or even one in one hundred thousand, the possibility of becoming one of those glamorous stars outside, sharpen your head go in.Needless to say, the appearance is good, the unspoken rules have become the clear rules that everyone knows well, and those with poor appearance will have to hit the south wall for several years before they can turn back. There are also those who persist, but those who persist may not be able to succeed. In the end, it was still empty-handed.

Zhuang Sheng once heard a small person in charge of the actor union say that the current supply of group performances exceeds demand, and many people will have no work for a whole day, so they can only be wasted. They can live for those people. I will try my best to arrange a scene for each person every day, so that no salary will be recorded.But it is getting more and more difficult to achieve this point. Now I can only do my best and look at my own luck.

Zhuang Sheng has a good appearance, so he was able to join a big investment crew like "Bi Luo", and he was also the background teacher sister of the heroine. She and Qiu Qiu are collectively called group actors, that is, special guests For actors, the height of males should be above 175, and that of females should be above 165. Those with good image are preferred.Male characters are generally palace guards, soldiers, eunuchs, and generals, while female characters are palace maids and maidservants, and Zhuang Sheng and Qiuqiu are now playing the heroine and sisters of the same school. They are all required to have a good image and good temperament. They are the best in the competition. Otherwise, why would they get a "high salary" of [-] per day in the oversupply, high-quality and cheap group performance market?

This world is so cruel, just in this small film and television city group performance market, it is enough to get a glimpse of a vast world.

When Zhuang Sheng came home from work, there were still crews in the entire film and television city that were not over. In the scorching heat, he was lying on the ground wrapped in winter clothes and playing the role of a corpse. His face was smeared black and his body was covered in wet mud. The lucky one with the face of war, in the houses she couldn't see, there were faint voices of Yingying and Yanyan from the three-story building with the plaque of the brothel. The extra pay, and the amount of extra nudity and intimacy with the customer, affected the size of their "extra."

The group performers who get the most money should be of that type. Zhuang Sheng passed by that small building countless times, and stopped here many times. As long as she takes on this kind of work for a month or two, she can save enough money , to do what she wants to do.

But until the crew at the door took the initiative to talk to her, she didn't say a word, and fled away as if passing by.

Like a wandering soul, she dragged her tired body through the film and television city after finishing work every day, and the people who came and went around her were all people like her.She was like a drop of water melting into the river and sea, and suddenly disappeared.

Zhuang Sheng came out of the film and television city, took out a neatly folded advertisement leaflet from his trouser pocket, and unfolded it. He entered the address on the advertisement leaflet into the map navigation on his mobile phone, and then followed the route displayed on it, transferred to the subway and then to the bus. , Arrived at the destination point - XX night school.

She saw the advertisement by accident last month. At that time, her chaotic mind suddenly became enlightened like a monkey grandson awakened by Master Bodhi, as if a drowning person grasped a life-saving straw.Every willful, impulsive young man who doesn't like to learn often realizes the importance of academic qualifications only after entering the society. If you want to apply for a job, you must use the paper that has received four or more years of higher education in exchange for job opportunities.

When she was a teenager, she used to think that studying was the hardest thing in the world. There were endless formulas and problems that couldn’t be solved after memorizing them. There were all kinds of English letters that looked like peas. I don't know anyone.I once squatted on the school flower bed with my friends, laughing at those classmates who carried heavy schoolbags, what is the use of studying, I made myself so tired every day, and my glasses were almost as thick as books, as it was said in the XX book, those Those who have studied will give part-time jobs to those who have not, and then give up themselves in such self-anaesthesia.

She thought that all the hard work was just a corner of the sky left behind by her parents after they propped up a sky for her, so insignificant.

In fact, what is the hard work of studying?Compared to making a living.

Zhuang Sheng's eye sockets became hot, almost red. Her eyes looked at the sky which was already dark in summer. There were already scattered stars in the sky, shining the light projected to the earth hundreds of millions of years ago.

She took two deep breaths to adjust her emotions.

The night school starts at 07:30 in the evening, and now at 40:[-], there are students coming one after another.These students are different from what Zhuang Sheng has seen before. They have a very wide age range. People, some of them were full of smiles, but there were very few of them, and most of them walked into the gate silently with fatigue on their faces.Needless to say, those people must have had a hard day's work.

It is impossible to say that Zhuang Sheng was not touched in his heart. Seeing these people looked very different from when she was in school, she instinctively retreated first.Was she going to be like these people?Dragging your tired body from work to night school, from class to midnight, like a spinning top that can't stop, it may not be rewarding.

I heard that her adult self-examination diploma has received very low social recognition, and it is completely inferior to the high-achieving students from full-time universities. I heard... After she got the advertisement sheet, she checked a lot of information on the Internet, but so many people heard that It can't stop her from stepping here, she has no other way, this is her only way out at this stage.

The person in charge who was in contact with him, probably the position of the dean of academic affairs, made an appointment in the other party's office. She asked as she walked, and knocked on the other party's office door.

"Hello." After knocking on the door, he got permission and pushed the door open.

"Hello." The other party took off the eyes on the bridge of the nose. A middle-aged woman in her forties, with triangular eyes and a hooked nose, had a somewhat fierce look, but spoke very politely. She put her hand on the chair opposite, "Please sit down." .”

Zhuang Sheng bowed to her, got up again, and sat down: "I'm the one who made an appointment with you at noon today, my surname is Zhuang."

"I know, Miss Zhuang."

"I just want to ask, how does our school teach and what majors are there?" Zhuang Sheng rubbed his trouser leg with his palm, and said inaudibly, "And what are the fees?"

The Dean of Academic Affairs handed over a brochure from the other end, with black letters on a blue background, it was quite thick to the touch, and looked very formal.Zhuang Sheng thanked them, and looked through them carefully.

The dean of teaching introduced it to her when she opened it: "We mainly cultivate technical talents. Now, judging from the employment prospects, liberal arts, English, business, law, management, and computers in science are all popular... Then according to the previous Educational qualifications, the way you can choose to apply and the degree are different, so I would like to ask, what academic qualifications did you have before you started working?"

"I studied in high school for two years and then I stopped." Zhuang Sheng answered her, with her head lowered. In this place where there are so many college students, masters are everywhere, and there are great emperors everywhere in Qingbei, she is ashamed to speak.

"That's a junior high school education." The dean said.

Zhuang Sheng nodded, the shame and embarrassment in her heart almost dropped her head to the ground.

Like all metropolises, Beijing is both heaven and hell. Under the glamorous appearance, there are countless people like Zhuang Sheng who are dormant in the shadows. No matter what, I will feel the inferiority complex that is incompatible with this highly developed city.

The dean of the academic affairs talked about the majors she can choose for her education, what she should prepare, the school's teaching methods, teacher resources, etc., etc. The quiet girl on the opposite side listened slowly, and asked at the beginning She asked for a note.

The dean took a sip of water and glanced at the clock on the wall. It had been 2 minutes since she finished speaking, and the person on the other side kept silent, wondering what she was thinking.

"I want to ask the teacher," Zhuang Sheng raised his head from the brochure that had been flipped to the bottom, and said in a low voice, "Do you not have a major in film and television acting?"

Dean:"……"

Ten minutes later, Zhuang Sheng returned to the gate of the school, once again full of confusion.

"Film and TV performance? That's a major only offered by professional art colleges, such as Beijing's Capital Film Academy, Capital Academy of Drama, Capital Communication University, etc. If you go to Guangzhou-Shenzhen in other places, there may be some in each provincial capital. Some art colleges teach this, and they all recruit students through the college entrance examination, and film and television performances generally don’t appear in evening school majors.”

"You want to learn film and television acting, want to be a star?" The dean didn't show anything on his face, but his eyes were full of contempt and ridicule, laughing at her self-importance and high ambition, "Even if there are night schools, frankly speaking, at your age , it’s better to be a group performer, the chance is better.”

I'm a group performer!

Zhuang Sheng wanted to choke back, but in the end he didn't say anything, his lips moved twice, he bowed to say thank you, and then said goodbye.

He didn't eat at night, and he didn't feel hungry anymore, so Zhuang Sheng walked slowly on the street. "Ba——" There was a horn sound behind her, and she gave way to the curb.

"Ba-ba-ba-ba-"

The horn sounded persistently.

Zhuang Sheng turned his head, facing a familiar face wearing sunglasses, Lou Ningzhi drove the sports car at a slow speed, the shirt in front of him was unbuttoned twice, and a small piece of white skin could be seen from the side.

Zhuang Sheng felt like a pervert. Every time he saw the other person, he would look at the waist, legs, collarbone, chest and hands, didn't he?Have to look at others?She looked down at her chest and was silent for a moment.

... It is indeed better to look at her than to look at yourself.

The young girl is holding the steering wheel with one hand, and resting the other casually on the car door. Her slender fingers are dancing in the night, as if there is a piano with black and white keys under her hand, knocking on the melodious notes.

The moonlight flows like musical notes, Lou Ningzhi is born with the ability to make people feel better, and the world behind him is all lit up with a smile.

She said, "Didi? Didi? Didi?"

She said: "Hey, I went to the set today, did you see me? I waved with you for a long time and you didn't even look at me. Anyway, I... It's nothing, you didn't hear what I said just now."

She said: "My sister is the same. She is not fast when she should be fast, and fast when she shouldn't be fast. As a result, I haven't been able to say a word to you."

She said: "Why are you here? I'm going to the bar in front to have a gathering with my friends. Do you want to come with me? I'll treat you."

She said: "Boom, I haven't asked your name yet, what's your name?"

Zhuang Sheng couldn't bear the disturbance, and quickly picked an answer to interrupt her, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth that she didn't even notice, and said clearly: "Zhuang Sheng, my name is Zhuang Sheng."

The ignorant young lady laughed hahaha: "Why aren't you called Butterfly?"

Zhuang Sheng: "???"

"Zhuang Shengxiao is a fan of butterflies in dreams, Li Shangyin's "Jinse", a high school textbook, the zither has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one column thinks about the year." The young lady who was finally able to show off smiled and said, "I'm not educated, haha. "

She was just joking, this poem is so familiar that almost no one can recite it, even her friends who don't study can recite a few lines.

Then she saw a stinging forbearance flashing in the eyes of the gentle woman in front of her, the smile on her face gradually couldn't be maintained, and fell to the corner of her mouth, turning into a wry smile.

The night is cold as water.

She seemed to see a thorny fence erected around the woman in front of her, hiding her fresh self in the deepest inside, which made her a little dazed for no reason.

Zhuang Sheng took half a step back calmly, and said coldly, "It's Shengxiao's Sheng, not Shengsheng."