Rebirth of the National Male God

When the car arrived at the door of Huaxing Art School, Si Huang saw the scene at the door and understood the meaning of Grandma Yu's inquiry.

A group of reporters gathered around and forced the car to stop.

"Hello Si Huang, I am Xiao He from Tiantian Entertainment. Can you tell me your thoughts on the recruitment of this micro film?"

"I heard that "Red Moon" was booked by others at the beginning, and you forcibly snatched it. Is this true?"

"Why did you think of recruiting staff from Huaxing Art School? It was still a joke because of insufficient funds?"

"If you are under eighteen, why would you want to make a movie yourself, even if it's a micro movie, don't you feel a bit arrogant?"

With the continuous sound of the camera taking pictures and the surging crowd around, Yuen in the car has already called the security personnel of Huaxing Art School and asked them to guide the order.

When the security guards showed up to control the scene, the driver's door of the car opened, and Yuen and Xu Wanjun in the vice seat came out first.

Yuene calmly faced the reporter, walked to the back seat and opened the door, and everyone's eyes were immediately projected.

"Wow!" An exclamation sounded instantly.

Because today Si Huang's dress is so cool and handsome.

A straight black trench coat with a high collar and a deep black wide-collared undershirt of the same color. You can vaguely see white cold jade-like skin, **** collarbones, and dark gray tights that outline straight legs. The leather boots are cool and arrogant.

Her hair is also meticulously taken care of, and the styling water is used to grab a distinct messy feeling, but it will not appear sloppy, and there is a delicate feeling. Her eyebrows flew diagonally, the outer circle of the pupils in her eyes was blood-red, and her color was magnificent and mysterious. With her now indifferent and arrogant eyes, it was more gorgeous and hot like a blood rose, and her lips were painted with **** vermilion and moist, making the skin white. Like snow but not pale.

The scene was silent for a moment, only the shutter sound of the camera sounded continuously like film money.

Si Huang faced the crowd, stood in front of the car and walked in no hurry, his pupils of different colors scanned the surroundings.

Everyone who was seen by her felt heart palpitations. The quick-returning girls took pictures the first time, and then posted the penguin group to show off, post to show off, post to show off, post to show off, and show off... It's all kinds of show off plus a series of "Ah ah ah ah ah ah" speeches.

Yuen was very satisfied with the scene before him. He actually expected it from the bottom of his heart. After all, after seeing Si Huang put it out this morning, he was also shocked by this face that was already a little immune. .

Yu Ling clenched her fist secretly, her face showing a touch of confidence. Today, Si Huang's dress was made up by her, and if the public can react like this, it shows that she has succeeded. Even if most of the shock was caused by Si Huang's own appearance and temperament, his aura and the ability to send and receive freely.

"I am in a good mood today." After turning his eyes, Si Huang suddenly raised the corners of his mouth. The smile outlined by his blood-red lips was deliberately arrogant, "Ask whatever you want."

As long as the people present who heard her voice, at least half of them had a subtle physiological reaction, blushing, thick neck, sore waist, soft legs, goose bumps, itchy throat... wide-eyed.

The two brothers and sisters Yu En and Yu Ling instinctively squeezed their faces. They had experienced it, and their reaction speed was quicker, warning them not to be tempted.

"Ah!" A male reporter holding a microphone with the name "Philharmonic" returned to his senses and asked Si Huang for the first time: "Some time ago, the war between you and your brother was very hot, and it ended with your complete victory. Today Can I understand your performance as if you didn't feel any regret or sadness for this matter, but are you still very happy and proud?"

As soon as I asked such a sharp question, a group of girls in the front row made unhappy shouts.

Si Huang stared at this famous entertainment reporter condescendingly, "Will you sympathize with the person who hurt you, and feel sorry for him?"

The corner of her mouth was still smiling, but her eyes were full of mockery.

Aile’s entertainment heard her mocking words, but inexplicably her voice was full of lust, and her face slowly turned red, feeling both ashamed and angry.

Immediately afterwards, there were a series of inquiries from Yuji.

"After the group P banquet photos were released from the Internet, the war between you and Si Hua started, and you have always been in an advantage. This makes people have to suspect that all this is your design and arrangement. What do you say about this?"

"Are you a policeman? Why should I explain all this to you."

"Since the end of the RB promo, you have been unable to hide. I heard that it was a fallout with Fenghua Entertainment, which caused Fenghua Entertainment to suppress and block you. Is it true?"

"You should ask President Fenghua about this."

"I heard that "Red Moon" was originally owned by others, and the role of'Yue' in it was also designated as Si Hua, but you robbed him again. What do you think of this matter?"

The topic finally turned to "Red Moon", Si Huang turned his head to look at Xu Wanjun, who was standing next to Yuen first.

Xu Wanjun received her gaze, took a deep breath and walked out, facing the reporters: "I am Xu Wanjun, the author of "Red Moon". I can answer the question you just said. "Red Moon" In the "Yue" role, I chose Si Huang from the beginning, and I am very grateful to him for agreeing. I don’t want to discuss the contradiction in the middle, but I must make it clear to everyone that Si Huang did not take any improper means to obtain it. The script, and I have also signed with Fenghuang Entertainment to become its company’s queen screenwriter."

After he finished speaking, he heard some bad laughter and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

Yuen put a hand on his shoulder, stabilized his mind, and said sharply: "Please listen to everyone present and in front of the TV. Public opinion is innocent, slander is guilty, and the truth and evidence are in our hands. Here, if you continue to spread false information to discredit Si Huang, I have the right to sue you."

In a class at Jing Fu University.

"Damn!" Fu Mingjun was angry for a while, slammed the tablet in his hand on the desk and made a loud noise.

The face of the lecturer on the stage was suddenly darkened, "This student, go out if you don't want to attend the lecture!"

Fu Mingjun glanced at the lecturer with disdain, stood up and walked outside the classroom.

The lecturer's mouth trembled with anger.

Other people's whispered discussions also sounded in the classroom.

"You must have seen the live broadcast of Featherene."

"Tsk tsk, really be careful, obviously he wants to **** Wan Jun's script and discredit your Majesty!"

"Look at how arrogant he is this time, haha."

"Shut up! Get out if you don't want to go to class!" The lecturer above screamed, and the students below immediately stopped.

At this time, interviews with reporters at the gate of Huaxing Academy of Arts continued. The sudden sharp remarks made by Yuen made the group of reporters converge a lot, and the questions they asked were no longer so offensive.

"Now you are very popular, but you still haven't got a decent work. "The Royal Way" hasn't started airing, so you will direct and act on your own micro-films. Are you afraid of failure?"

Si Huang's answer was: "I won't fail." However, none of the people who heard this answer showed a surprised expression. It seemed that they had guessed that she would say that. No one even showed an expression of disdain. They didn't even notice it, but they were actually seen by the audience in front of the TV.

A woman remembered that her face was blushing, and she didn't know whether it was a physiological reaction or too much makeup and blush, and she asked loudly, "Are you making such a high-profile appearance today, are you declaring war against Fenghua Entertainment?"

Her voice overwhelmed the others, and Silent Zhong Si Huang also easily captured her position.

Si Huang squinted his eyes and smiled brightly, "I have never regarded Fenghua as an opponent."

This scene was frozen by the camera and projected in the eyes of all viewers. It changed the image of elegance and gentleness in the past, arrogant and arrogant as if it were evildoers, this smile revealed white teeth, the arc of the smile was deep and meaningful.

No matter how the reporters understood Si Huang's words and the meaning of this smile, they couldn't prevent the gathering here, or the women in front of the TV series were overwhelmed by Si Huang's smile.

Amidst the sound of noise and the sound of mobile phone taking pictures, Si Huang finally started to move forward and said to reporters who still wanted to ask her: "If you have enough time, you can join me all the way, so that you can also help me advertise for free. Thank you.” The joke behind caused laughter from everyone other than the reporter.

Huaxing Art School loves and hates Si Huang. Loving her brings a higher reputation to the school. Hating her every time she comes, it causes a large number of students to skip classes and the high workload of the security guards.

Yesterday, Si Huang clearly wrote the recruitment conditions in the campus forum, as well as the rules and remuneration. With her current popularity, the people at Huaxing Art School are not afraid that she will go wrong.

Si Huang went to the vice president's office first, and found that not only the vice president was here, but also three famous professors from Huaxing Art School and the president of the student union.

"Sit." The vice-principal is a fifty-year-old man with half-white hair, wearing a dark brown suit, full of energy and stern eyes.

Si Huang walked to the position he pointed out and sat down.

The vice-principal said straightforwardly: "I have read the email you sent me yesterday. I can agree to your request, but I want your guarantee."

"What guarantee?" In front of the vice-principal, Si Huang did not continue to maintain the image of'Yue' outside, even if she was still dressed in cool and cold fashion, her clear eyes and low-mellow and polite voice made her style change transient. .

The red-eyed tsundere and harmless little black wolf or something, the vice principal covered his mouth and coughed lightly, concealing his old and heartless YY.

A professor thought he was suggesting to himself, so he stood up and handed the documents he had prepared to the table in front of Si Huang.

Si Huang nodded to the professor, then picked up the document and found that it turned out to be an exam paper.

The vice president said, "This is the exam paper for Jinghua University's admissions last year. If you can get the admission score of Jinghua University, I will agree to your request."

Si Huang understood his consideration.

A student who transferred from our school to Jinghua University halfway through, once succeeded, it would be a big publicity for Huaxing Art School. Regarding his test, Si Huang felt that it was reasonable. Going to Jinghua University at her age was a skipping entrance exam. Once she succeeds, she will definitely be classified as a genius, not to mention that her previous majors are calligraphy and dance. Even if she works hard to study later, most people will not believe that she can be admitted to the first university in Kyoto.

Si Huang took out the pen on the table without saying a word and answered the question seriously.

The entrance examination questions of Jinghua University are so difficult that all students understand. The reason why Si Huang dared to say that she could be admitted to Jinghua University was not only because of the teaching of Ba Yuene, but also because of her other free time efforts. In addition, Jinghua University also has an art school that can add points and is good at many foreign languages. Bonus points, excellent physical fitness can also add points, if she has done so many preparations, it would be hard to say if she can't get into Jinghua University.

After nearly half an hour passed, Si Huang put down his pen and handed the paper to the vice principal.

The vice-principal took out the tablet to answer the test paper. After a few minutes, the look in Si Huang's eyes became different, "It's amazing."

As soon as this sentence came out, the expressions of the three professors and the student council president present were more agitated than the person who was Si Huang.

The president of the student council stood up, "Grandpa, did the New Year's party work as well?"

"Cough!" The vice principal glared at her.

The current student council president still had a red tide on his face, stubbornly staring at him.

"That's it." The vice principal turned his attention to Si Huang. "Si Huang, as a student of this school, since you are leaving, you will participate in this year's New Year's Day party. Prepare a program for the party as a farewell to everyone. is that OK?"

Si Huang smiled, "No problem." She has soft eyes, wearing magnificent scarlet cosmetic contact lenses, and can't cover up the waves that are like a clear spring. "I once said that this is my starting point. I am very happy to be with everyone in school. Acquaintance. Even if you don’t say anything about the vice school, I will participate."

When the five people present heard her, their expressions softened, and their eyes looked at her more cordial.

The president of the student council walked over and stretched out his hand, "My name is Zhang Nianmeng, and I will assist you throughout the recruitment of this school, and I will also be the person in charge of planning the New Year's Day party. The most important thing is...I am also your fan, your majesty~" The last sentence started. When she blinked her eyes playfully, her rigorous painting style immediately changed.

The vice principal hummed softly. This girl didn't act like a baby to me much, but he actually took it once.

*

"Notice, notice—"

Zhang Nianmeng's clear and melodious voice came from the Huaxing Art School radio.

"The students who heard the broadcast, please be quiet and listen to me. I am the president of the student council, Zhang Nianmeng. Today, I will assist the student Si Huang of our school in the recruitment of "Red Moon". I hereby inform that Si Huang will be held in the Great Hall 1. For the speeches recruited by "Red Moon", all students who are interested in taking part in the filming of "Red Moon" or are interested in it should go to Great Hall 1. There is also the Student Union to organize a security team to maintain order in the Great Hall. I will notify you again. All students who are interested in taking part in the filming of "Red Moon" or are interested in it, please go to Great Hall 1."

At this moment, all the students of Huaxing Art School started to move, and the teachers were saddened by their positive energy. If they had meetings on weekdays, how much healed the students would be so active?

Great Hall 1.

When the staff of the Student Union arrived, they found that there were already quite a few people sitting inside. The most common girls had long occupied the best view and the front row position.

All of them are well-behaved and quiet, and they don’t need to be supervised. People in the student union sighed like some teachers: “It would be nice if they could be so well-behaved during normal campus activities.”

After that, people came in one after another. Not long after, the seat of the Great Hall No. 1 was almost full, which shows that almost all the students in the school have arrived.

Several reporters also followed, were surprised to see the scene in the Great Hall, and then took pictures continuously.

Zhang Nian in the background greeted Si Huang in a dream when he saw that people were almost there.

Si Huang nodded to her, step by step from the background into the light.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The girl in the front row screamed instantly.

Si Huang didn't stop and smiled at them.

This is connivance without blame.

The girls felt embarrassed when they saw this. When Si Huang walked to the central lecture, they were quiet again.

This made the student members who originally wanted to maintain order stopped halfway, and it was another secret surprise.

Si Huang stood on the high platform to give a lecture, without the slightest stage fright, and calmly faced the crowd, the crowd of students.

"I'm glad you can come." This opening sentence was conveyed from the condenser microphone in the lecture.

When every student heard this, he noticed that the aura of Si Huang in the lecture had changed.

Her eyes burned with heat, and the smile outlined at the corner of her mouth easily infected the enthusiasm of people's hearts.

"I am standing here today to tell you a few words in my heart, so that you can feel at ease, and also give you a sense of a way." The clear and low-melt voice, as if it also carries heat, silently infects everyone, "When I was at the school gate, a reporter asked me why I chose to recruit people for the filming of "Red Moon" at Huaxing Art School. Is it because of insufficient funds or because I did not take it seriously. Regarding this question, I did not answer just now. Because I don’t need to explain to them. All I need to explain is you, my classmates.”

"Now I tell you personally in front of you that I can't find a more experienced filming team, nor can I find a better actor, nor will I worry about funding. As long as I am willing, I can get a loan or find a sponsor immediately. Yes. And I have the confidence to dare to assert that "Red Moon" can give everyone a refreshing effect, and it can make money! If this is the case, why should I still look for you?"

Everyone present who heard her could not help asking in their hearts: Yes, then why are you looking for us?

Then they saw Si Huang smile, her smile bright and pure.

"Because all I want is you."

This sentence... hit the hearts of countless young people.

"Perhaps many people have already heard that after the end of this year, I will leave Huaxing Art School. This year will be my last winter vacation at Huaxing Art School. This is my alma mater and my starting point. You guys." Si Huang raised his head and looked directly at everyone in front of him with a smile. The first few girls were the Lu Ningning trio and Huo Yuzhi's four. "The Knights, Jin Yiwei, and anyone who has supported me, Thank you. I want to leave something before I leave."

"The Red Moon" is divided into 12 episodes in December, and each episode is an independent story. So whether it is a senior who is about to graduate or a student who is going to continue studying, you can participate with confidence Don’t worry about your studies during the filming of "Red Moon". I will finish the three episodes of "Red Moon" during the winter vacation. I also wrote very clearly in the recruitment rules of the forum. You are not willing to sign a contract with Fenghuang Entertainment after the filming. , Can leave at any time, and those who participated in this shooting will also be eligible to sign the best contract with Fenghuang Entertainment."

"I am not a pure businessman. Now I am standing in front of you as a classmate. I want to experience a youth with you and complete a dream that may be celebrated in the future. Are you willing?"

In the light of her, her eyebrows fly diagonally, her eyes are bright and her smile is bright.

The hall was silent for two or three seconds, and then the girls screamed, and each figure stood up.

"Yes--! We are willing--!"

"Roar! It's so **** sensational, I'm burning up!"

"What should I do, my grades are not good, I definitely won't be selected, can I join the logistics business?"

"Your Majesty, I love you!"

"Come on! I have already made a movie myself and tried it!"

They yelled, laughed, and even cried.

A piece of red underwear suddenly fell on a boy's head, causing the boy to yell: "Fuck, which woman loves me so deeply! Enthusiastically..."

"Go! It's your majesty that the old lady is going to throw!" a girl stood up and shouted blushing.

The audience burst into laughter.

"Puff!" Si Huang on the stage also laughed. The laughter was conveyed through the condenser microphone and was heard by everyone.

"No more, no more, I'm going to faint!"

"Hey, hey! Don't faint on me, I don't want to be responsible for you!"

"Your Majesty, I am willing, and I am willing to give myself to you!" Another girl even picks up clothes and wants to learn the unrestrained girl before losing her underwear. "If you meet, you must marry me!"

Si Huang saw it and said helplessly: "Don't make trouble."

"Hahahahaha!" Another burst of laughter broke out.

At the entrance of the Great Hall, no one noticed that there were two more people.

Zhou Jian pointed at Si Huang and whispered to Jiang Yajing: "It's him. You will fight for the role of the heroine's foot. You must exert your strength. You must not be suppressed by him. It is best to suppress him. "

Jiang Yajing blinked, still staring at Si Huang, "He doesn't look bad."

"You can't just look at people's appearance!" Zhou Jian raised his voice, "Yan Yan was ruined by him, from a big star to a high-level prostitute...cough." He stopped in time when he thought that Jiang Yajing didn't know anything. words. Watching Jiang Yajing's expression carefully, she found that although she was staring at Si Huang, she was not obsessed with her expression, she couldn't help but let go of a lot of her heart, "Anyway, you just need to take the role with all your strength. Don’t forget, if you succeed this time, your dream will be realized."

"Yeah! I see!" Jiang Yajing smiled brightly when she mentioned her dream.

Seeing Zhou Jian, he felt empty.

This child is not hypocritical and pure like Yan Yan, but really pure.

At the high platform lecture, Si Huang raised his eyes, his eyes swept over the heads of many students, and caught the two people at the entrance of the Great Hall.

Zhou Jian instinctively shrank his body, looking away stiffly.

Jiang Yajing held up her head and smiled calmly at her, her eyes full of fighting spirit.

[Your Majesty, you are so awesome, you can control your voice to such a degree in such a short time. Hey, they are all infected by your majesty! 】The Five Treasures popped up and jumped.

Si Huang didn't explain to it, because the previous remarks really came from her sincerity.

*

After the speech in the Great Hall, the students joined the recruitment with full morale.

The classrooms are used, and the technicians are doing the same subject in a room full of computers. Whoever does the fastest and the best wins. The photographer shoots the same scene, and writes down the main points and attention points of the shooting plus their own personal understanding and characteristics. Those who make props and costumes select people based on their knowledge of the script of "Red Moon" and draw pictures and design costumes.

The most important thing is the selection of actors, supervised by Si Huang himself.

Seeing the atmosphere on the campus, the vice principal couldn't help sighing and went to the vice principal's office to make a call.

"Hahahahaha, Zhang Hexuan, my grandson is not bad, right!" The phone was answered after a few rings, and grandma Yu came out with triumphant laughter from the other end.

The vice-principal twitched, "Yes, yes, you have recognized a good grandson, and you have a good eye! If everyone has their own ambitions, I really don't want to let them go."

"Don't let it go!" When Grandma Yu heard it, she said in a nasty voice, "My God of Little Phoenix is ​​something you can tolerate from a Huaxing Art School."

"What's wrong with Huaxing Art School?! Si Huang is not out of Huaxing Art School. He has a deep affection for Huaxing Art School. Not only does he lead his classmates to film together, he also participates in the New Year's Day party for free!"

"Just steal the fun, the higher and farther the little phoenix flies, the more benefits your Huaxing Art School will get."

"Huh!" The vice principal hung up the phone very proudly, and then his face turned into a chrysanthemum smile.

Buzzing--

"What are you doing? I didn't have fun!" The vice principal said as soon as he answered the phone.

There was silence for a second, and then came the mature voice of a man, "Associate School Zhang, this is Si Zhihan."

"Ah? Oh." The vice-principal reacted to the wrong answer, and his tone returned to his usual rigor. "What's the matter? President."

"You just need to call my name." Si Zhihan said, "I took the liberty to disturb my unfilial son. I blamed me for failing to take care of her, and she caused a lot of trouble to your school. I think..."

"Haha." The vice principal cut off his words naturally, "No trouble, no trouble, I think Si Huang is a very good child, you teach well! You should be happy to have such a good son, but I don’t know how much. People envy you! If he is my grandson, I will definitely show it off everywhere and leave it out wherever he is."

Si Zhihan: "..."

The vice president pretended to shout, "Huh? Professor Li, what's the matter? Ok...I see." Then he said to the phone: "Oh, Si Huang, his father, I'm so sorry, I'm busy, no good I'll hang up on the matter! I'll talk later, and talk later!" Without giving Si Zhihan time to react, he hung up the phone with a snap, and shook his phone: "Daddy!"

"Grandpa, you know what scumbag is." Zhang Nianmeng walked in at the door.

The vice principal calmly took the phone back into his pocket, "Being the principal of an art school, of course, you have to keep up with the times. What's more, you are talking in my ear every day, and my grandfather can hear the cocoon."

Zhang Nianmeng shrugged, walked to the desk, picked up the vice-principal's seal, stamped the document he had brought, and then slapped someone.

The vice-principal realized, "Mengmeng! What are you doing!?"

Zhang Nianmeng turned around and smiled at him and raised the file in his hand, "It's nothing, it's the student council president's application for strike. During this time, I will follow you to shoot."

Vice Principal: "..." Suddenly I could understand how swollen Xiaoyan and Lao Tie felt.

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When I wrote this part, I felt a lot of positive energy, and it was especially cheerful. Isn’t everyone in a good mood?