Has the scumbag actor confessed?

"It's your physics grades."

Zhong Yi smiled slightly, "Start with the boss."

The straight men froze for five seconds, then let out a howl of howling ghosts and wolves.

"I'm only 65?? I studied all night before the fucking exam!"

"Fuck me and I failed! I won't be able to pass the second line with my grades, my dad will chop me up and feed it to the dog!"

"I didn't get 80? There is something wrong with this set of papers! The last two big questions must be beyond the mark!"

Zhong Yi turned around and left leisurely, leaving a room full of sadness.

It was too early to turn off the lights, and he had to wash up in the dark.

But before he finished brushing his teeth, the group of straight men who knew their shame and were brave immediately, didn't give him any time to resist, and dragged him directly to the bedside.

First physics, then mathematics.

After 2 o'clock, Lao Wu still wanted to ask about English grammar, and Zhong Yi, who was stuck to the extreme, opened it with a palm.

He rolled over and fell asleep without even finishing his yawn.

The ordinary life of Xueba Zhong has come back.

Running errands during the day, giving lectures, changing test papers, and temporarily adding two invigilators;

Lecture topic, lecture topic, or lecture topic at night.

Shen Xifeng was also busy.

According to the informant from Fantou Qin Wen, on the first day Shen Yu arrived in Hunan, he had a fall because there were too many fans picking him up at the airport and the security was not in place.

Shen Yu was slightly injured, and the fans who rushed to the front were so frightened that they almost apologized with death.

"Fortunately, Yu Yu is considerate and generous. Not only did he not blame the fans, but he comforted them instead. I want to love him forever!"

After Qin Yuchui Wen delivered this impassioned speech, she was called by the English teacher to stand up and recite Yeats' "To the Children Dancing in the Wind" [Note].

Dance there up on the shore

Whatneedh□□eoutocare

Forwindorwater's roar

In the misty March day of spring rain, the drizzle taps on the west window.

The bright lights in the classroom shone on the pale faces with severe sleep deprivation, reflecting a misty halo, like falling into a dream.

Beingyoungyouh□□enotknown

Thefool' striumph, noryet

Lovelostassoonaswon

Zhong Yi chewed the phrase "Lovelostassoonaswon".

The heart of a young man who has never encountered love can't understand the deep meaning, like a curious kitten, casually flicking the long tassels hanging from the tablecloth, but his eyes are looking for the next novelty and fun thing.

The poem is beautiful, and Qin Wen's voice is even more beautiful.

She deliberately weakened her beautiful voice, slowed down her speech, and let everyone immerse themselves in poetry.

The effect is surprisingly good, before the poem is finished, the bottom is already in a mess.

When Qin Wen's last sound dissipated, the snoring sounded one after another, like a soft tune.

Teacher Ye, a beautiful woman in her forties, stood gracefully on the podium, glanced around with a smile, her eyes fell on the bewildered Qin Wen, and she nodded approvingly.

Ten minutes later, the hurried bell for the end of get out of class awakened Youmeng in the room. The whole class wiped their saliva and slowly raised their heads. Some of them didn't know where they were in the dream.

Teacher Ye snapped his fingers a few times on the podium to signal everyone to look up: "Students, you must know that every day without dancing is a disappointment to life.

"How many beautiful days you have let down for an exam! May you use your dreams as horses and live up to your youth."

Before everyone woke up, Teacher Ye walked out of the classroom holding the textbook.

Before everyone could wipe away the gum from the corners of their eyes, the math teacher walked into the classroom holding the test paper.

"Seven school joint exams, our school is the first, and your class is the third from the bottom!"

Pa -- a thick stack of test papers hit the podium, causing a lot of powder mist.

"If you want to shit and pee, go away, I will explain the test paper in 5 minutes, and I will retake the test immediately after the lecture! If you fail, come to the office and do ten sets of questions for me!"

What dreams are still left in the cerebral cortex? The students of Ma stood up one after another like sleepwalking, scrambling to go to the toilet.

This is Zhong Yi's familiar high school life.

One moment she was still tender and affectionate, but the next moment she had to roll up her sleeves to balance the chemical formula, as if she had divided her life into several parts, jumping from one personality to another.

Fulfilling and fun.

Especially after he didn't have the burden of the college entrance examination, looking at it again, he felt more satisfied with a bird's-eye view of all living beings.

It's a pity that Shen Xifeng didn't have the chance to experience such a wonderful life.

Shen Yu, who had no relationship with the excitement of the campus, staged another kind of excitement at this time.

After watching the movie in which Shen Yu participated, the investors favored him and strongly invited him to join a blockbuster movie in the second half of the year.

This is the highlight of the investor this year. China, Japan and the United States co-produce, and the location alone will travel to five or six countries.

The director is a senior award-winning household in Hong Kong, and a mouthful of Hong Kong pop can be called a work of heaven and man!

Northerners north of Guangdong don't even try to understand it.

The investor arranged for Shen Yu to meet with the great director this morning, and Zhang Keyi also flew from Ningzhou to Hunan. He has been nagging since he had breakfast.

"Xiao Yu wait for you to talk less and listen more, and I will answer any questions.

"This movie is tentatively scheduled to launch at the end of September. Let's not rush to sign a contract. After the box office results of the first half of the year come out, let's see how the two movies you participated in are doing at the box office. Let's compare the price increase!"

Shen Yu had already sold himself to the company with a contract of sale, and he was never qualified to intervene in matters such as film remuneration and appearance fee.

Shen Yu resentfully said: "Don't be too harsh, this company treats me very well, and it's a big production and big director. If it succeeds, it will be my first movie during college. It doesn't matter if I lose money. You can really learn something.”

"What do you know! What status are you now, how can you lower yourself? Oh, you children, how do you know the way of this industry? Don't talk, don't talk, and don't talk later!"

Shen Yu was so annoyed by what she heard, she held her phone and didn't want to talk anymore.

He had met this director at a banquet before, and even sat at the same table with him all night. What impressed him the most was that Shen Yu couldn't understand a word he said.

I really don't understand.

Director Lin Xuanzi is of British Hong Kong origin, went to England in junior high school, went to Europe for two years to study in college, and studied for a master's degree in the United States...

The complex language environment caused him to speak Cantonese mixed with a lot of English, French, and sometimes German.

For a scumbag like Shen Yu who pronounces apple as "short woman", he can't wait to spend money to hire a simultaneous interpreter to translate the dialect of the Pearl River Delta to the people in the free shipping area.

The motherland is too vast, but these places are not good, and a foreign language is a few rivers away.

With such deep resentment, Shen Yu naturally wanted to find someone to confide in.

"Oh my god, I'm going to meet a big-name director later, but my agent and I can't understand him at all."

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"It would be great if I was a foreigner, and I can let you be an interpreter, but unfortunately, you are a Hong Kong native, and you don't even know how scary Cantonese is!"

"There are still 10 minutes, and I'm already sweating. What should I do if I don't understand a sentence? What should my agent pretend to understand if he doesn't understand? He will definitely do it."

When Zhong Yi saw WeChat, it was almost the third period of class, and everyone rushed into the classroom from outside.

He didn't have time to type, so he sent a voice directly: "I understand Cantonese, do you want to translate?"