Chapter 1091 "Heart Shadow Link" (22)

Chapter 1091 "Heart Shadow Link" (2-2)

Then there is another line of text in the input box: The choice of the male protagonist

Liao Jingchen curled his fingers on the keyboard and deleted "Are you sure" that was still in the input method preview? He also deleted this unfinished sentence and replaced it with: [It's getting late. You should rest first. I’ll send you my final thoughts. 】

[Wow, I knew Liao Shen was the most reliable! ] Qi Wan sent an emoticon of a panda head with a thumbs up, [OK, let’s talk tomorrow]

His head turned gray. Liao Jingchen's eyelids were lowered as if in deep thought. After a while, he raised his eyes and took a breath. A relatively light and soft keyboard typing sound sounded. Soon, a detailed review of the script "Rebel Cinderella" appeared on the computer screen. with suggestions.

Glancing at the time, Liao Jingchen dragged the document to the chat window with Qi Wan and sent it automatically. He deleted, deleted, modified and sent out three sentences. The first sentence was a nutritious summary, and the second sentence expressed his willingness to strive for better things for the drama club. stage and greater exposure, and finally asked casually:

[By the way, how are you thinking about the cast? 】

Qi Wan's gray profile picture quickly lit up, truly explaining the current situation of contemporary college students staying up late after saying good night. He accepted the document, praised and thanked him repeatedly, and finally replied to Liao Jingchen's question:

[Five or six supporting roles have been decided, and they are basically all juniors. Hey, Liao Shen, you also know that our drama club puts on a large-scale stage play at the end of every year. Next year we will be seniors. We will have internships and postgraduate entrance exams. Even if we don’t graduate, there won’t be much time left. I think there are still a few people in the club. It’s a pity that they have never been on a big stage, so I gave them the last chance]

Phrases such as "We will be our seniors next year" and "There is not much time left" zoomed past in front of the camera, simulating Liao Jingchen's gaze.

He remained silent, tapping his fingers on the table next to the keyboard. Before he could type, Qi Wan continued:

[There are currently several choices for male and female protagonists. Do you know sophomore Wu Xingyang? He has good strength. As for the heroine... maybe Chen Yina, hahahaha, don't think I'm partial, my girlfriend's lines and acting skills really have nothing to say! #THUMBS]

Liao Jingchen let out a breath with no expression on his face, picked up his spirits and said:

[I think we can broaden the scope and give new people some opportunities. Your new scripts this year are very creative and subversive, and maybe new faces are better. 】

His roundabout speech was indeed misunderstood by Qi Wan: [That makes sense! Originally, we had to recruit new recruits at the end of the military training. Let’s see if there are any good candidates this year, and then hold an internal competition and selection]

Liao Jingchen: [...Well, not bad. 】

After the conversation ended, Qi Wan continued to stay up late, while Liao Jingchen leaned back in his chair, still staring at the script on the screen.

After a while, he sighed slightly, took out a small key with complex serrations from nowhere, and opened and pulled out the locked drawer on the right side of the desk.

The camera shifts focus, and placed in the drawer is a large pile of notes, excerpted manuals, and several professional books.

One thing counts as the same, all related to performance.

Liao Jingchen took out the top notebook and put it on the table, immersed himself in writing new content, and then gently put it back in the drawer.

The camera moved forward and the writing on the cover was clearly legible.

At the top is a line of printed gold words: First Prize in the Longqi Cup National English Speech Contest

Followed by slightly childish handwriting:

Acting is really interesting. Do you need to take an art test to be an actor? ——13 years old

Then there is the handwriting with a fixed style:

Joined the English Association and the Chess Club.

I'm not allowed to join the acting club, so let's go to the literary club first. --15 years old

I tried to suggest to my parents that I should take the art exam route, but I was criticized.

You need to take the college entrance examination step by step. ——17 years old

The teaching buildings of the School of Business and the School of Art are really far apart.

Became the director of the external relations department of the student union.

Miss the drama club and their annual stage play. ——18 years old

Become an Assistant Principal.

There are more and more large-scale innovative projects in hand, and time is getting less and less.

Will there be a chance to see the drama club perform this year?

If you can't participate, you can just take a look. ——19 years old

Finally, there is a new line of words:

[Before my senior year, I wanted to play the leading role. 】

Boom!

The soothing and sensational pure music suddenly stopped, and the audience, who had just been immersed in Liao Jingchen's pursuit of his dream, were startled by the sound.

It was the drawer that Liao Jingchen pushed in hard and locked.

Those writings, that cover, and that pile of notes returned to the dark environment.

…

Xinyi Building, fifth floor.

There was a knock on the door. Wan Ning, who was closest to the door, was applying a facial mask. She glanced at the dormitory door and looked away, continuing to apply the remaining essence on her fingers and wrists.

Dong dong dong——

Jiang Rong stood up and went to open the door: "What's the matter?"

Standing outside the door was a short senior. Due to her height, she kept her eyes level and glanced at Jiang Rong's collarbone. She was stunned before looking up and saying "Wow": "You are so tall, senior!"

Jiang Rong: "...Thank you. What's the matter?"

The senior sister said enthusiastically: "We are from the drama club! The club is recruiting new seasons these days. Can we come in and disturb you?"

As he spoke, he turned aside and let the two girls behind him, who were holding posters and paper documents, come forward. "If you want to join, you can take a registration form and fill it out slowly!"

Jiang Rong hesitated for a moment, then took a half step back to let the new seniors come in.

"Xuemei is a kind-hearted girl. I'll stick with you!"

Time was running out, so the senior girl from the drama club started with a smile and talked about her club quickly and clearly.

When Wan Ning heard about the drama club, the mask on her face was a bit out of place due to the changes in her expression. She opened her mouth several times to interrupt, but was unable to do so due to the obstruction of the mask and the tightness of her senior sister's words. She had to look at her senior sister with bright eyes. Lobbying Jiang Rong:

"Senior sister, you are so beautiful and have such a good temperament. It would be a waste not to come to our drama club! Really!"

"Uh..." Jiang Rong uttered a syllable hesitantly, and Wan Ning in the background secretly rolled her eyes under the mask.

The faint sound of flushing water came. Gan Xiaoyu walked out of the small bathroom in the dormitory. The passionate wooing of the senior sisters was interrupted. Wan Ning took the opportunity to say attentively:

"Senior sister, please get me an application form. Are there any necessary requirements for our drama club to recruit people? My name is Wan Ning, and I have studied vocal music and dance!"

"Huh? Oh oh oh, okay!"

The leading little senior glanced at Wan Ning, who was wearing a facial mask, and pulled out a blank registration form and handed it to her. The other senior behind her noticed that Wan Ning was inconvenient to reach out and took the registration form with a smile. Put the table on Wan Ning's desktop:

"Here it is for you. After filling it out, be sure to hand it over to the booth next to the playground. We will send you a text message to notify you when the interview time comes."

Wan Ning nodded gratefully. From the corner of her eye, she saw that the little senior sister had turned her face to talk to Jiang Rong and Gan Xiaoyu. She didn't care at all whether she had received the registration form, and her face suddenly looked ugly under the mask.

A few minutes later, the seniors finally finished their passionate speeches. Before leaving, the leading one stared at Jiang Rong with lingering interest and fought hard: "Senior Jiang Rong, you must come. Really, I beg you, you must come!!" "

Jiang Rong couldn't resist the starry eyes of her senior sister, so she pulled her facial muscles and nodded with a forced smile.

The dormitory door opened and closed, and the room returned to calm. Wan Ning groaned angrily and remained silent in her seat. Gan Xiaoyu didn't notice anything strange about her. Her mind was on Jiang Rong:

"It's the drama club! Rongrong, do you want to go? I think it's very suitable!"

"No way." Jiang Rong looked at the registration form in his hand, "It will waste time studying."

"Don't say that, college life should be more colorful!" Gan Xiaoyu urged her, "I also want to go to the drama club. I just heard from my senior sister that their props team and logistics team are still short of people! How about you Just stay with me, okay?”

Jiang Rong was helpless, as if there was nothing he could do to her: "Okay, I understand."

"Great!"

Gan Xiaoyu's cheers became more and more noisy in Wan Ning's ears. She took off her mask a little angrily, just when there was another knock on the door, and all her anger towards her senior sister, Jiang Rong and Gan Xiaoyu was transferred to the stranger.

Wan Ning took out a tissue and wiped her hands randomly, then opened the dormitory door angrily: "Who is it?!"

The senior outside the door was startled and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, uh, we are from the external liaison department of the student union, so we won't disturb you in the girls' dormitory. Are you interested..."

Wan Ning suddenly felt embarrassed and casually added: "Oh, I thought someone was harassing me."

Then he said coquettishly: "Your External Relations Department...is this the department that Senior Liao Jingchen joined when he was a freshman?"

"Ah, right!" The entire student union recruits new students under the banner of Liao Jingchen, and the senior very skillfully reported a series of department benefits, including but not limited to listening to Liao Jingchen lead everyone in meetings, having the opportunity to take over work with Liao Jingchen, and having the opportunity to team up with Liao Jingchen Build bala bala... After saying this, there were three less forms in my hand when I left.

Wan Ning sent the senior away, closed the door, stacked the three registration forms neatly and pretended that there was only one, returned to her seat as if she was guilty, and did not forget to look up at Jiang Rong and Gan Xiaoyu.

Jiang Rong had climbed onto the bed, and the blackout curtains were quiet, obviously showing no interest in the external relations department. Gan Xiaoyu looked at the student union and Liao Jingchen curiously when he heard about it, but saw Wan Ning's interest and did not join in the fun. Both of them reacted mediocrely.

Wan Ning then cocked her neck and hummed proudly like a victorious general, and continued to happily devote herself to her skin care career.

The camera panned and transitioned. Jiang Rong was lying on the bed wearing gaming glasses. The exposed lower half of his face was quiet and beautiful. The scene faded in and out. Liao Jingchen in a suit and several other successful people in suits were leaving from a rather expensive restaurant. Get out.

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Wang. As a junior, I really shouldn't bother you so much..."

Liao Jingchen shook hands with them one by one, with a sincere and respectful smile on his face, and a false innocence in his eyes. The aura of "adult" lingered around his young body, and his whole body was full of maturity and smoothness.

Qin Jue, who was outside the screen, pressed the pause button and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

This set of shots by Luo Ling is very good.

Compared with the previous scenes where Liao Jingchen showed his face, his acting skills at this time are very natural and layered, which fully supports the depth of the character who is forced to show off all aspects of Liao Jingchen.

After a second thought, Qin Jue suddenly understood and couldn't help but laugh and sigh.

I'm afraid this is Luo Ling's "true character" - rather than "true character", it's more of a comfort zone.

Qin absolutely knew little about Luo Ling. He only knew from the information reported by Hu Changchai that he had debuted as an idol at the age of fourteen. Although he was only one year younger than himself today, he had nearly five years of experience in the industry. In other words, this kid spent most of his teenage years wandering around the entertainment industry. The social scenes in the play are probably commonplace for him, so it’s no wonder that he performed them so well.

“…It’s okay. I was just thinking that Luo Ling must have suffered a lot behind the scenes for being able to act so well in this scene.”

Qin Jue responded to the comments from the ladies, and explained the reasons for her pause and sigh, so as to avoid being accused by some people that she looked down on Luo Ling’s performance.

[Thank you, Teacher Qin, for your praise!! Our Ling Bao really worked hard on the set!! # Call # Call]

A fan of Luo Ling, “Ice Cream”, expressed her gratitude in the comment pool. Qin Jue smiled, knowing that they were being circumvented by his rhetoric, so he acquiesced and continued to play the second episode.

Next was the online game part undertaken by Tang Nuo. Today, “Rong Rong” did not open the system panel to do the task immediately after going online, but sat silently in the corner where she went offline last time, hugging her knees for a while, puffing her cheeks unhappily.

The memory fragment had an extra layer of soft light filter, which flashed in Jiang Rong’s mind just right.

The petite senior schoolmate raised her head blankly, with an expression of surprise and admiration: "Wow, you are so tall, junior sister!"

You are so tall——

You are so handsome——

You have such a good temperament——

The voices were ringing layer by layer, and Jiang Rong, who looked "furry", buried his head dejectedly and muttered.

"What is there to envy... I envy you..."

I also want to be called cute when I am small!

I am so tall in real life. When I feel sad or ashamed, I think I am so big when I hug myself like this! ! QAQ

Many times, I kept saying "Don't look at me, don't pay attention to me" in my heart and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, but I was even sadder because I was so tall and big and my presence was so strong! ! ! TAT

Jiang Rong roared in his heart with grievance.

【It feels like I can talk without any pain in my waist. Being tall is obviously good. I am just over 1.5 meters tall and it is really inconvenient to do things. I have to ask people for help to put a suitcase. . . 】

【Well, maybe...humans' joys and sorrows are not the same? 】

【I'm 165cm tall, I think it's okay】

【I'm crying, I'm a girl of 1.78 meters, and my girlfriends always envy me, saying I'm handsome or something, but I also want to wear a Lolita skirt... I'm too tall, and it's awkward to wear a skirt like a giant cake tower...】

【But it's easy to be bullied when you're small orz I often meet relatives and teachers who I don't know who insist on touching my head, it's so annoying, what are they touching!! Every time this happens, I wish I were 1.8 meters tall, so I can give those people a few big slaps】

【Each has its own difficulties_(:з」∠)_ It's hard to buy clothes and shoes when you're tall, and I was often called a giant woman in junior high school, so now I hunch my back and dare not raise my head when I walk】

【Why don't you change your mindset, sisters! If you're small, you can only bury yourself in Brother Jue's arms, and if you're big, you can only put your head on Brother Jue's shoulders! ()】

【Fuck hahahahahahahahahaha what's the peach eating scene】

【Hey, is this an NPC? 】

The topic of the barrage came and went quickly. Seeing an old man taking the initiative to talk to Jiang Rong in the corner, everyone's attention returned to the play.

Jiang Rong himself was also confused. He scratched his cheek and tried to talk to the old man dressed as an NPC.

The two chatted for a few words, and a message box [Do you want to accept this task? ] popped up in front of Jiang Rong, so he said "Oh——" and chose [Yes].

The task issued by the NPC is not difficult. It is a classic off-topic collection type. The only disadvantage is that the process is boring and the reward is only a few gold coins, which is a bit thankless. However, Jiang Rong has never been utilitarian. He plays the holographic online game "Heart Shadow Link" to relax, and he doesn't care whether there is any benefit. So he completed the commission attentively. He soon found the NPC again in the city and handed him the "scattered seeds" he needed.

NPC smiled: "Thank you, little girl! Nowadays, there are not many kind-hearted children like you. I have a friend who needs help. I wonder if you are willing to lend a hand to him?"

Jiang Rong tilted her head: "Well, sure?"

Anyway, she was free, so Jiang Rong continued her errands as a newbie. During this time, she did not forget to open the chat box of her mentor "Jingchen" and report her daily game life today as if she was talking to a tree hole.

The fast-forward method appeared again. On one hand, "Rongrong" helped this NPC and there was another one waiting for her. She ran tasks continuously as if she fell into a bottomless pit. On the other hand, Jiang Rong welcomed the end of military training and was assigned to the flag signal team to rehearse every day.

Soon after, the freshmen had their final military training report performance. On the night of the end, Jiang Rong received a text message notification for the interview of the drama club tomorrow.

[Uh, I have been running errands these days. I don't know if it's my illusion. It seems that the tasks given to me by the NPC are getting harder and harder. qwq Today's [Finding Amethyst] is so tricky! If it weren't for your Demon Sword Shattering, I don't know how long it would take to dig. ]

[Speaking of Demon Sword Shattering... Can't you really reply to me? My conscience is so uneasy # Tears well up]

[Ah, I should log off! I have to spend time with my friends tomorrow, and I have to go to bed early tonight! ]

[Good night, good night, good night, Master! ヾ(*▽｀*)]

Jiang Rong took off his gaming glasses in bed, and the scene changed. The camera moved from top to bottom, from the sun hanging high in the sky to the students walking together on the campus streets.

Cut in, Wan Ning, who was walking with Jiang Rong and Gan Xiaoyu, got a notification on her phone. She took it out and took a look, and immediately wailed: "How could it be?! The External Relations Department suddenly changed the time and address! It's earlier than the Drama Club!"

"Ah, is this still possible?" Gan Xiaoyu knew how much she wanted to join the External Relations Department, "Is it still in time? Ningning, go quickly!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

Wan Ning responded casually twice, and ran away quickly with an anxious look on her face.

"Why don't we hurry up too? Jingyue University is so big, I'm really afraid of getting lost." Gan Xiaoyu said.

Jiang Rong looked at her helplessly: "We left the house an hour earlier."

"Oh, it's okay." Gan Xiaoyu hugged her arm, "Going earlier can also see your competitors earlier!"

Jiang Rong held his forehead: "How can there be such a thing as a competitor..."

She thought bitterly in her heart, "Let me go, I don't want to compete with others at all", but she couldn't stand Gan Xiaoyu's eagerness and was pulled away all the way.

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