Chapter 167 People are born different
The teacher who attends the class is a professor specially invited by the company from the school. His class is mainly based on performances. Every time class is over, a task will be assigned for everyone to choose a role to perform. If they fail to pass the class, you Just stand on the podium and watch.

Therefore, everyone is quite afraid of this professor, and no one wants to be asked to perform by him.

Sure enough, as soon as the old professor came in, the originally noisy room suddenly became quiet, and everyone behaved better than the elementary school students.

The old teacher seemed to like this kind of atmosphere very much. He opened the roster and glanced, "Who will show you today?"

Jiang Qingyue was looking at the character Xiaozhi she wrote, and she was thinking about Zhang Shumin's role as a prince of the opposite sex who disguised himself as a man when he was young.

While he was looking at it seriously, someone kicked the stool violently, almost overturning the table as well.

Everyone's eyes shifted to her face in an instant, and soon there was a whisper.

The old teacher glanced at her and said, "Let's take this classmate. Who is the role you have prepared? Tell us and see if anyone has any impressions."

Jiang Qingyue stood up slowly, and couldn't help frowning when she heard a snigger behind her, "I prepared a character played by Senior Zhang Shumin, called Jiao Wushuang, I don't know if you have seen it."

This is a very old film, and most young people watch dramas from recent years. As soon as her words came out, many people looked confused.

The old professor smiled and said, "This role is difficult to play. Which scene are you going to perform?"

"I'm going to play the part where Jiao Wushuang and the emperor meet and confront each other for the first time."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Qingyue was going to get down from her seat, but the old professor waved her hand, "You can act there, it's just a sit-down literary play."

Jiang Qingyue nodded, moved the table in front of her, and sat on the bench, facing the window on the right, because in ancient times, courtiers always sat on the lower side of the emperor.

She put her bag on the table beside her. It happened that she was wearing a bigger coat today. She took a deep breath, and when she raised her head, her expression changed, her eyes were full of coldness, as a prince of the opposite sex , Natural arrogance.

He lifted up his clothes and sat on a stool nearby. His eyes scanned the circle and returned to the old professor.

The old professor was the biggest here, so she naturally set her opponent on him.

"I came here without informing you. I hope your majesty will forgive me."

But there was no apology in his tone, and there was even a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

The old professor said in a deep voice, "It's okay, but I don't know what is the meaning of the vassal king's visit this time?"

Jiang Qingyue chuckled lightly, showing both the cheerfulness of a man and the charm of a woman, "Your Majesty, I asked the minister what I said, but I just miss the tea and food in Beijing, so I came to travel. Your Majesty seems to be too much." nervous."

Jiao Wushuang was invited to the palace by the imperial guards in a teahouse, so naturally she felt a lot of dissatisfaction.

The old professor stared at her for a few seconds and then suddenly smiled, "The lord's words are obvious. Everyone in the world knows that the best of all things is in the palace. If you need anything, just tell me. , why bother with long and tiring work?”

Jiang Qingyue paused with her hands and shook her head with a smile, "No, no, although there are many good things in the palace, it is not as lively as in the market. I just like that kind of atmosphere. Don't blame me, Your Majesty."

The two of them were going back and forth, seemingly chatting, but in fact they contained murderous intent.

The emperor thought that Jiao Wushuang was suspected of inquiring about the situation, so he intended to get rid of the existence of the heterosexual vassal. At this time, he was excited, but also worried that Jiao Wushuang really had the intention of treason, so he made every sentence.

Jiao Wushuang is indeed here to spy on the country, but she has no intention of rebellion. Although the current emperor is suspicious, he is a rare wise emperor, but she sees that the emperor has the intention of getting rid of her, and she is extremely sarcastic in her heart.

The others were so oppressed by the oppressive atmosphere that they didn't dare to breathe out, until the two of them stopped, then they took a breath and were almost suffocated.

The old professor was very surprised, "What's your name? You are very talented."

Jiang Qingyue smiled sheepishly, "My name is Jiang Qingyue. It's not that I have good talent, but I have acted in more dramas than other junior sisters and juniors, which makes me look better."

The old professor shook his head, "No, you do have some aura, are you from a major?"

"No, I majored in mathematics in college."

The old professor was a little surprised, "Not from a major?" He looked at Jiang Qingyue a few times, "Yes, the appearance is very suitable for an actor. It's a pity that you are so smart and don't learn acting."

"Teacher, you have misunderstood. This man takes small classes every day. He just came out of Mr. Wen's class. He is here to seek a sense of superiority."

Jiang Qingyue's smile faded a little, "I did just come out of Teacher Wen's class, because I feel that I am far behind compared to those of you who came from majors, so I can only learn more."

The girl who spoke was the one who just kicked Jiang Qingyue's stool. After hearing this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

The old teacher's face darkened, "Who was speaking just now? Stand up."

The girl realized that everyone was looking at her, so she stood up with her neck stiffened and said, "Hello, teacher."

"What's your name."

The girl's voice was a little weak, "Bai Yinlin."

The old professor nodded, "I looked at your profile, and it shows that you majored in acting. Since you are a major student, you should understand that even if you invite a famous teacher to guide you one-on-one, you can't learn the essence overnight. of."

"Entering this classroom proves that everyone wants to be more diligent in order to improve their acting skills and present a good work in the future, so there is no difference between you. I will not criticize you for disrupting the class today. You can go down and do your best. Reflect on what you do every day.”

He looked at everyone in the room and said, "People are born with differences. This is something we can't change. But those with good conditions and resources are still working hard. What about you? Your appearance may be considered good among the crowd, but In the entertainment industry, the most indispensable thing is handsome guys and beauties, and those who can reach the end must be strong."

The old professor folded the roll call in his hand and said, "Your company invited me here for the same purpose. If you focus on being jealous of those who are better than you and have connections with you every day, then you will You can only keep being jealous because other people are getting better and better.”

Just when the alarm clock on the side rang, the old professor pressed it, "get out of class is over!"

Jiang Qingyue bowed to him, turned around, packed her things and left the classroom. Next time she came, she planned to change the time period and not be with this group of people.

She didn't want to waste her precious study time arguing with useless people. It was simply a waste of her life.

She didn't drive today, because Liu Jiayin had something to come to the company for a meeting, so she brought her here by the way, so she had to take out her mobile phone and call her.

As soon as the mute was turned off, the phone rang, and the caller appeared to be Aunt Gu.

(End of this chapter)

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