Cāi Cāi

Act 6 The Little Prince 5

[Yiming Qingyun: Also, I love you. 】

She shook her wrist, and the phone leaked from the desk pocket to the ground, making a loud noise.

The original quiet atmosphere in the self-study class was broken. Teacher Chu Ping raised a frown, picked up a chalk parabola and threw a beautiful parabola, which accurately landed in the center of Xiang Guai's forehead, leaving a bright red mark instantly.

Xiang Gu hurriedly lowered his eyebrows and made a look of studying hard. He bent down in secret and quietly picked up the mobile phone again.

Guess: I don't remember how I love you.

He is lying.

Guess: Actually my Russian is very non-standard.

He is still lying.

Guess: I'm in class now, and it's not convenient for me to speak to you.

This sentence did not lie.

Wang Qingyun sent a smiley face, saying it didn't matter, he was about to get in the car and contact again later.

Xiang Gu sighed carefully.

The simple three words "I love you" are now less and less people hanging around. Everyone knows that this is the most solemn promise. It is the most lethal arrow in Cupid's hand. No one dares to pull the bowstring until the critical moment.

It is strange that when the words "I love you" are changed to another language, it seems to become a lot lighter.

It is no longer a confession among lovers, but an innocent joke among friends.

But Xiang Gui didn't want to treat it as a joke.

The teenager blushed and saved the phrase "I love you" sent by Wang Qingyun, arbitrarily deciding to have a dream tonight.

There will be two heroes in this dream.

...

It turns out that this dream is not so easy to do.

At 4:45 in the morning, before the wake-up bell rang, Xiang Guai rose up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom. He didn't even turn on the lights. He dragged the washbasin in the dark and dipped all the sheets in his arms into the water.

If it weren't for the basin being too small, he would have liked to get himself into the water.

His ears were red and hot. He seemed to be standing at the crater that was about to erupt, and when the earthquake struck, his body shook up and down.

But soon, he realized that it wasn't an earthquake--it was because the heartbeat was too fast, which gave him the illusion in the silent late night.

The sound of the flowing water awakened other classmates in the dormitory. The boy who lived at the right-guessing shop yawned drowsily, got out of bed swaying, and pushed open the door of the bathroom.

"Xian Guai, what do you wash at night?"

Just listening to the crackling sound, the gas bulb above their heads was instantly lit, and the dazzling light spilled into the small bathroom.

Under the bright light, the teenager wearing only thin pajamas squatted there with a look of panic, and the sheets soaked in the basin could not be hidden at all.

Xiang Guai: "..."

Housemate: "..."

Xiang Gui: "I ... you ... you listen to me ..."

The roommate shook his head and shouted, "Brothers! Don't go to bed soon !!! Our little ballet prince thinks spring !!!!!!"

Xiang Guai: "!!!"

Three minutes later, the entire dormitory was brightly lit. The housemates, like a group of uncultivated cannibals who were sacrificing, "lifted" Xiang Gu out of the bathroom.

This scratched his waist, which neck was scratched, and someone was picking the soles of his feet, had to let him say that he had dreamed of the peerless beauty.

The school life is boring. For these restless boys who are still adolescent, the topic of "sex" is always the best choice to light the flames.

In fact, as long as Xiang Gui just throws out the name of a female star, he can escape. But his head had already become a mass of paste, and he just clenched his teeth and refused to reveal the name of his sweetheart.

The white-skinned boy was flushed with shame throughout his face, and two tears were hanged from the corners of his eyes. He was staring at his roommate with anger and shame, but this look made others mischievous. ** Intensified.

A roommate said: "Don't be shy to guess! I know, did you copy Teacher Cang's teaching film from Chen Ziran? He is the famous film king in our dormitory building!"

Xiang Guai did not understand: "Ms. Cang's teaching film?"

"..." the roommate screamed, "No! The little prince from which planet you landed, even the most famous Cang teacher on earth?"

The roommate said with a few familiar names, but only in exchange for the increasingly blank expression of Xiang Gu.

However, Xiang Guai ’s IQ was still online. When he saw other roommates screaming, he immediately responded to the real “career” of those “teachers”.

He struggled to save himself from his roommates, turned and ran to the bathroom. He dug into the door, locked the door, and blocked the door with all his strength, so that the unopened orangutans could not see their faces Sheets soaking in the basin.

He leaned back against the door, refuting loudly: "I haven't seen Huang ... Huang ... what a weird thing!"

The voice of a roommate came from the door: "Little prince, don't be embarrassed to admit it, which man in this world doesn't like **** who look good?"

"..." Xiang Gu stared at the bubbling sheets in the basin and thought, I didn't like it.

At this moment, I realized afterwards that I was different from others.

They pursue girls, and I'm gay.

They like good-looking people, but I am obsessed with a voice I have never met.

It turned out that I was incompatible with them compared to them.

At such a "critical" moment, Xiang Gua was inexplicably distracted.

His thoughts fluttered, and he actually drifted to the "Little Prince" I had seen before bedtime.

The little prince met the snake and asked where the snake was because he felt very lonely.

"But the crowd will be lonely," said the snake.

To guess, it seems that I am also lonely.

...

This morning, Xiang Gu was blocked in the bathroom by his roommates, and there was only a basin of sheets waiting to be cleaned.

Today he still doesn't understand the little prince.

However, he understood the snake.

A day in Silicon Valley begins with a busy day.

Tan Yiming ate breakfast, went downstairs to meet with other candidates, and then took a bus to the rainstorm company.

On the bus, nearly seventy candidates from six countries got together and looked at each other.

Tan Yiming was surrounded by fellow Chinese who spoke Chinese.

China's business circles say that they are big or small, and that they can get official places to enter the door of the rainstorm company, which are basically the famous "men's number one" in the industry.

Ten people were all familiar faces. They had cooperated before. After the meeting, they talked and laughed, and soon they became one.

This said: "Oh my English level is not good, don't be timid for a while."

The guy said, "I'm going on a government trip, come out and go around, buy a bag for my wife, buy a few bottles of skincare."

No matter how many dark tides are hidden underneath, at least there are good brothers on the face.

Compared with others, Tan Yiming is the most out of place.

He looks very young, with a temperament between the students and the working party. He is fluent in English and can not only understand the materials sent out without any obstacles, but also communicate smoothly with the staff.

The main thing is that he is a real face, not one of the "ten people", which shows that ...

Sitting next to Tan Yiming was a man in his early thirties who was slightly blessed, but had a good voice with a low magnetism. He took the initiative to reach out to Tan Yiming, and smiled and asked, "Little brother, my name is Xiao Qing, and Zeng Yinan's studio. Which company are you from and why haven't you met before?"

"It turns out that you are Teacher Xiao, and you have long been famous." Tan Yiming held the man's hand and shook it up and down.

Xiao Qing is a well-known predecessor in the industry. He is not only the official voice of a Hong Kong film emperor, but also a lot of Hollywood productions.

Fortunately, Tan Yiming's psychological quality is very strong. He did not feel nervous because of his strong opponents, but aroused his competitiveness.

"I don't have a company," Tan Yiming said. "I got a letter of recommendation from Ms. Ikeda, the head of the animation department."

"Oh ..." Xiao Qing smiled meaningfully, wondering whether it was true or sham, "Great."

Tan Yiming nodded: "Well, I'm really amazing."

"..."

...

The three-day closed assessment was fully arranged, and no one second was wasted.

On the morning of the first day, they visited several major departments of Rainstorm Company and met with the main game strategy and main beauty of "q".

In the afternoon, everyone turned in their mobile phones, watched the game demo of "q" in the conference room, and then received detailed character background introductions according to different roles.

Full of two-page characters set, even the protagonist's family members are covered.

Wang Qiang, a thirty-two-year-old middle-aged man, was once a fighter pilot and later became an astronaut. When landing on Mars, he unexpectedly encountered a Martian storm, which eventually led to a failed landing and landed in outer space. When he finally returned to the earth after all the hard work, he found that the time has actually passed hundreds of years. The earth is full of devastation. The person he once loved has already turned into ashes. All he can do is to take up arms and occupy the earth. Evil alien creatures fight.

Wang Qiang is good at operating all means of transportation. Because he has been exposed to cosmic radiation, his body is hardened and he can tear open his armor with his bare hands.

"Where is this Chinese astronaut? Obviously it is 'Captain China'." I don't know who said it.

There are only eight lines needed to audition, and they should be used in Chinese and English respectively. In these eight lines, there are panic-stricken, distressed, and resolute.

The auditions for Japan, the United States, and France are set for the morning of the next day, and the auditions for China, Russia, and the West are set for the afternoon of the next day. Each person has only ten minutes of display time. There can be two recording opportunities within ten minutes. The final results will be announced three days in the morning.

The schedule was so tight, but Tan Yiming didn't feel a little nervous.

He's already here, so he won't allow himself to think about the escape route.

The author has something to say: I'm late again _ (: 3∠) _

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