Rebirth of the National Male God

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

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

"Hahahaha!" Another burst of laughter erupted.

At the door 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 later, you must exert all your strength, you must not be overwhelmed by him, it is best to overwhelm 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-class prostitute...cough." Thinking that Jiang Yajing didn't know anything, he stopped in time. talk. Looking carefully at Jiang Yajing's expression, she found that although she was staring at Si Huang, she was not obsessed with her demeanor, so she couldn't help but put down her heart a lot, "In short, you can do your best to win the role, you can definitely do it with your strength. , don't forget, if you succeed this time, your dream will come true."

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

Zhou Jian saw it and felt a little guilty.

This child is not like Yan Yan's hypocritical simplicity, but is really simple.

Si Huang, who was in the lecture on the high platform, raised his eyes and glanced over the heads of many students, capturing the two people at the entrance of the Great Hall.

Zhou Jian instinctively shrank his body and looked away stiffly.

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

[Your Majesty, you are amazing, you can control your voice to such a degree in such a short period of time. Hey, they were all infected by His Majesty! 】The five treasures came out and jumped.

Si Huang didn't explain it to it, because the previous words were indeed from her sincerity.

After the speech in the assembly hall, the students joined the recruitment with full of fighting spirit.

Classrooms are used, technicians are working on the same subject in a room full of computers, and whoever can do it the fastest and best wins. The photographer should take the same scene and write down the main points and attention points of the shooting, plus their own personal understanding and characteristics. The people who make the props and costumes will draw and design the costumes based on their understanding of the script of "Red Moon" to select people.

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

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

"Hahahaha, Zhang Hexuan, isn't my grandson good!" The phone was answered after a few rings, and Grandma Yu's smug laughter came from the other end.

The corner of the vice-principal's mouth twitched, "Yes, yes, you have recognized a good grandson, and you have a good vision! If not everyone has their own aspirations, I really don't want to let them go."

"Don't you dare to let it go!" Grandma Yu said in a vicious voice when she heard it, "Oh my God, little Phoenix is ​​something you, a Huaxing Art School, can tolerate."

"What's wrong with Huaxing Art School?! Sihuang didn't leave Huaxing Art School. He has a deep affection for Huaxing Art School. He not only helped his classmates to film together, but also participated in the New Year's Day party for free!"

"Just have fun. The higher and farther the little phoenix flies, the more benefits you get from Huaxing Art School."

"Humph!" The vice-principal hung up the phone arrogantly, and then his face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile.

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"Why? I'm not secretly having fun!" The vice-principal said immediately as soon as he answered the phone.

There was silence for a second, and then a mature man's voice came, "Vice-Chancellor Zhang, I'm Si Zhihan."

"Ah? Oh." The vice-principal responded by making a mistake, and his tone returned to his usual seriousness, "Is there something wrong? President Si."

"You can just call me by my name." Si Zhihan said, "I take the liberty to disturb the unfilial son of my family. It's all my fault that I didn't discipline her well and made her cause 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 good child, you teach well! You should be happy to have such a good son, I don't know how much People envy you! If he was my grandson, I would definitely show it off everywhere, and I would leave it alone."

Si Zhihan: "..."

The vice-principal pretended to call out, "Ah? Professor Li, what's the matter? Well...I see." Then he said to the phone, "Aiya, Sihuang's father, I'm so sorry, I'm just busy, no more I'll hang up on this matter! I'll talk later, I'll talk later!" Without giving Si Zhihan time to react, he hung up the phone with a snap, and tutted at the phone: "Scumbag!"

"Grandpa, you also know what a scumbag is." Zhang Nianmeng walked in from the door.

The vice-principal calmly put the phone back into his pocket, "As the principal of an art school, of course you have to keep up with the times. Besides, you've been talking in my ear every day these days, and grandpa's ears can hear calluses."

Zhang Nianmeng shrugged, walked to the desk, picked up the vice-principal's seal, stamped the documents he brought, and then left in a dashing manner.

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

Zhang Nianmeng turned to him with a smile and raised the document in his hand, "It's nothing, it's the student council president's application for strike. During this time, I will follow your majesty to shoot."

Vice-principal: "..." Suddenly, I can understand how Xiao Liu and Lao Tie's mood is swollen.