After Becoming a Male God, I Broke Three Big Guys

There is a street in Jiangcheng, which is jokingly called Star Scout Street.

This most prosperous street in Jiangcheng is said to have star scouts from major entertainment companies dormant every day, discovering big and small stars.

Qiao Yu was also inspired by the agent, and the memory belonging to Qiao Yu flashed, and he thought of this street.

Came here for coffee after class on Sunday afternoon.

After thinking about it again and again, I chose Starbucks, ordered a cup of ice American, took a seat and started playing with my phone.

She thought about whether to bring the book to read, but she felt that it was better to pretend to be natural.

Fifteen minutes later, the first business card appeared on her desk.

"Hello, have you heard of Shangxing Entertainment?"

Sitting across from her was a young woman in her twenties, dressed in fashion, with a professional and decent smile on her face.

Qiao Yu pretended to be ignorant and chatted with her along the lines of her words, knowing that this was probably another entertainment company recruiting trainees.

Recently, the second season of "The Star Making Project" is under preparation, and major companies are preparing to send their own trainees to the past. But good seedlings are hard to find, and major entertainment companies are worried.

Shang Xing's scouts worked tirelessly to draw a big cake for Qiao Yu, but she had been involved in the entertainment industry for seven or eight years. She still understood the principles of these contracts, and she would not be carried away by these benefits and the star path outlined by the other party.

Qiao Yu estimated that it was getting late, so he exchanged contact information and made an appointment to contact him next time.

But who knew that Shang Xing had just left, and Qiao Yu was about to get up when another business card was pushed over.

"Hello, I'm the manager of Bai Rui's studio, are you interested in getting to know me?"

The agent of the star studio?

Qiao Yu hesitated for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "I have to rush to class now, can I make an appointment next time?"

"Of course, the class is more important." The agent smiled amiably. "Let's exchange phone numbers first."

Now Qiao Yu has three business cards, but none of them is the one she wants.

After her understanding of the world's entertainment industry, Huan Rui, Shengguang, Penguin Entertainment, and Shangxing Entertainment are all entertainment companies that emerged from the first season of "The Star Making Project", with few resources and obvious inclination.

Most of the star studios are based on film and television, and good resources may not necessarily be on her head.

And Qiao Yu is more inclined to develop comprehensively.

She plans to get the invitation letter from Sheng Guang or Huan Rui and then make a good plan.

Qiao Yu took an acting class with Teacher Chen for three weeks and benefited a lot.

She has always been constrained by her female soul and body before, and it is always difficult to use her hands and feet when challenging some heroic roles, with a bit of femininity.

After being pointed out, when she watched the film after class, she also paid special attention to the body movements and expressions of some boys around her. After returning home, she imitated it secretly, and finally got rid of her femininity.

Teacher Chen is also very satisfied with this gifted child, teaching more patiently, and even giving this new disciple a chance to audition.

This role was mentioned by Mr. Chen's students when they came to visit a few days ago. They said that they had not chosen a suitable actor for a long time.

Teacher Chen casually asked what the role was.

"He's a handsome young tyrant who looks forward to flying..."

As soon as these words came out, Teacher Chen immediately thought of Qiao Yu. The more I think about it these days, the more I feel that this role is just tailor-made for her.

This time, she specially asked the students to send a script, which is the scene of the teenage tyrant. She shared the background of the script with Qiao Yu. After the characters were set, she asked her to memorize the lines first, act as a minister by herself, and play with her. .

It was the first time that Qiao Yu had acted in such a serious role in such a long time.

Teacher Chen was not in a hurry. After waiting for half an hour, Qiao Yu finally asked her to come over and start.

This is actually a group play, but now there are only two of them in Teacher Chen's house, and the rest of the roles can only be imagined out of thin air.

The young king came to the mansion of Xie Zichuan of the Shaofu, ordered to bring in four thick cannonballs, and also called the sons of the Shaofu.

The two wars in the young mansion, the once terrifying scene reappeared in front of him, and it was about to happen to his descendants.

He finally understood the deep meaning of the king.

The young king reclined on the couch, beckoned, and the servant behind him put the lottery.

"Xie Qing—" The king dragged his long tail.

"There are a total of five, seven and thirty-five lotteries in this lottery box, each of which is your descendant. Whoever wins today will let him set off a cannonball for us." The king smiled brightly with a look of anticipation on his face. , I was still the ignorant child of the year, "Let's celebrate the festival together."

Shaofu fell to his knees with a "plop" sound, tears streaming down his face.

His sons and daughters still don't know the meaning of "fire cannons", and his young grandchildren are eager to ignite the mighty cannonballs.

The king stood up, took the lottery, and shook it up and down, hitting Tai Changqing's heart every time.

A lot was shaken, and the king leaned down and picked it up.

"Second grandson of the eldest house, Xie Changlin." He put the stick against his smooth chin, "Come out and let Gu take a look."

Xie Changlin was in the year of dancing spoons, and he was already half an adult. He was about to get out of the crowd in fear and anticipation, but found that his grandfather kneeling on the ground was staring at him, his eyes full of struggle.

"Xie Qing, your grandson is going to fire a gun battle," the king said with a half-smile, "do you have anything to say?"

The young mansion, who was over fifty years old, held back the effort in his throat and kowtowed deeply:

"Your Majesty, the child is innocent."

"Xiao'er is innocent..." The king kept repeating these four words, "Xiao'er is innocent..."

"What a 'child innocent'..."

"Xie Qing, you also know that 'the child is innocent'"

The young king laughed, he laughed and laughed until his eyes were red.

Finally, tired of laughing, he curled up on the couch again.

The servant knelt aside, turned his ear, and heard the king say: "Bring all the guns in the palace, Gu will be watching the fireworks in Xie's house tonight."

The white jade-like face of the king is distorted like Yama.

The cries around him were endless, the cannonballs were sent to the sky, the grand fireworks exploded, and the flesh and blood were scattered.

He was reclining on the couch, as if he was just watching a light snow.

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