I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 38 Seems to be Social Death
A long time later, Luo Li also asked Jing Xiaoqiang: "Why do you see me as an ugly duckling among so many beauties?"

Jing Xiaoqiang replied, "Because you are Luo Li."

Then he slapped the girl.

Luo Li understands correctly, she is not tall, her head is a little big, and her facial features are delicate and small, and she always has a loli air.

As everyone knows, the manager of the song and dance theater has to interview how many actors every day.

Jing Xiaoqiang really read countless people.

Regardless of gender, most people who come to Broadway to pursue their dreams have the ability.

But whether it can survive on the stage of Broadway also involves a lot of comprehensive considerations.

The same is true of actors, being beautiful does not necessarily mean success.

In a sense, being beautiful is even a burden, it will stubbornly suppress the acting skills and talents of actors, and always grab the C position that grabs the attention of the outside world.

Over time, actors are too lazy to improve their acting skills, and they can achieve their goals by being beautiful. Why bother?

Acting is naturally wasted.

In fact, acting is not a mysterious thing. Once you understand the relationship between performing arts and life, and understand that acting is the threshold for acting as yourself, most people who love acting can polish their acting skills.

At this time, the innate temperament of the actor may be the key.

Anyway, the moment Jing Xiaoqiang saw Luo Li, it had nothing to do with what major she was studying, this girl had a show...

Especially when she came to sign up alone, dressed in shabby clothes, and even a little panicked when she looked around.

Jing Xiaoqiang naturally reached out to help: "Students will be obliged to help new students adapt to all aspects of school life. This is my call sign. You can come to me at any time if you need it."

He pretended to be so similar that the financial aunt looked at her and found that the girl was not the prettiest, mainly because the boy was really tall, calm and reliable, wondering which major in the senior year?

did not say a word.

Luo Li gratefully took the waste form and tore off the note. Jing Xiaoqiang was not selfish: "If you want to move things, do you need to work hard? A group of boys are waiting outside to make arrangements."

Before Lori could respond, the surrounding parents had already said, "What about us? Why don't we give a pager? Isn't the student union obliged to assist all new students?"

Mmmm, Jing Xiaoqiang's pager sign has been given to many girls!
The more beautiful parents are, the more active they are!

I feel that my daughter is at least organized to rely on at school, and when I go home, I have someone I can contact for inquiries!
If the boy is: "Just call us on the third floor..."

It wasn't until noon that a few boys found out, ah, why is this senior living in the dormitory on our freshman floor?

He didn't want to hide it at all, he just made the little girl feel safe.

Jing Xiaoqiang's roommates and classmates have long admired the surging water of the Yellow River. Through the window of the finance room, they saw that he was in contact with almost all the beautiful girls!
There were two very beautiful ones who even shook hands!
Envy, but not jealous nor hate: "Brother Qiang! I will follow you in the future. Give us more opportunities to meet girls!"

"Brother Qiang, you find your sister-in-law first, and the brothers will follow her to solve personal problems..."

Jing Xiaoqiang didn't care about the skin of this contact at all. Back then, there were more beauties in the Pingjing Film Academy and Drama Academy, and the contact information of the beauties in the whole school was obtained.

What's the use.

Smart beauties know that this is their most precious resource and will never be wasted on students.

Not smart...it's annoying to get along with, isn't that a waste of your time.

So falling in love at this stage is really a waste of school for most people.

Jing Xiaoqiang listened to these hormonal bursting words and shook his head secretly. You have worked so hard to get into college just to fall in love?
With four years of romance, for a lifetime of humbleness?

Just like myself back then?

But he didn't say it, he just devoured fitness meals in a low-key manner.

At a certain stage, in fact, there are no food taboos or what to eat, just keep a balanced and reasonable intake, but at this stage of rapid growth, you have to eat vigorously, eat continuously, and eat six meals a day.

Chicken breast, salmon, and eggs are the most efficient, and you can make up for them without consuming more food.

But by this time, the boys didn't really see the size of Jing Xiaoqiang under his shirt, they just thought he was stronger.

He was also recognized as a military training vanguard.

This year is an unprecedented start to have this project that makes the boys very excited.

Jing Xiaoqiang almost forgot about this, but it doesn't matter, it's fitness.

So the freshmen of the entire major simply held an evening class meeting. Most of the boys and girls were shy and did not remember their names, so they immediately threw themselves into the intense and lively military training.

The university next door also has a year of military training!
But most of the girls must remember this tall and strong Xiaoqiang...

With a simple and easy-to-remember name, it is easy to take the lead in social interaction. If there are still appearance characteristics, it is almost the first to gain the attention of the opposite sex.

It's just that this kind of concern may also go to two extremes, either social death or priority in choosing a mate.

So during the military training, when all the freshmen wore camouflage uniforms, they kicked the front steps and stood in the military posture on the campus of Slap University.

I am sure that I will meet other majors from time to time, and the girls in the performance department will actually coax the boy who is pretending to be a senior!

Make all other professional boys envy to death!
Jing Xiaoqiang put on the style of General Patton's military parade, and passed by with his chin raised indifferently.

Not uncommon, just not used to it.

He is now focusing on military training.

The instructor also particularly liked this tall, flexible boy with first-class physical coordination.

Huhai is a place with a strong petty bourgeoisie atmosphere, and a school with a strong petty bourgeoisie atmosphere like the Drama Academy.

Teachers have said that making irresponsible remarks about military training is a face project.

Only Jing Xiaoqiang is extremely serious. The forced shaping at this stage is very helpful for him. He gets up at 08:30 every morning and goes out, goes to the hotel to exercise until [-]:[-], returns to the team with a fitness meal before [-]:[-], and goes out at noon to work out in the afternoon fitness meal.

Not a single second is wasted.

Moreover, the tough and mature aura on his body can be felt most by the soldiers. Whenever the girls are booing, the instructors shout slogans instead.

Jing Xiaoqiang and the others were able to move forward, shouting one, two, and walked over to the girl with disdain.

The female instructor refused to accept it, and coaxed the girls to walk past the boys screaming and screaming.

One after another, the professional girls' volleyball team was on the bar with the same number of dancer boys.

On the campus, they met each other and slapped each other, shouting their numbers and smashing their steps.

It was fun.

The dancing boys were so excited that they would comment on the girls every day after the military training. There are 21 girls in the two performance classes, and almost every one of them can be marked!
The girls are also said to be excited. It may be the first time that they have gotten rid of their parents and families. They have gathered in such a crowd to coax with the opposite sex, and they screamed more than boys.

It made the boys in the acting department feel sour.

Then on the first weekend night training, a provocation was launched.

Why did Jing Xiaoqiang care about these little things, he mainly didn't expect the military training to be so strict.

It doesn't stop on weekends, and there are urgent gatherings and even zipping from time to time in the evening, but it is definitely rest time for night training until nine o'clock and before the lights go out at eleven o'clock.

He sat cross-legged on the edge of the lawn, thinking, before nine o'clock was over, he rode over to sing a few songs, mainly because he promised not to disappoint.

Because the campus in this bustling section of the city does not even have a football field, and the only basketball court has no lights.

It can be seen that the area is as small as that of a middle and primary school.

On the contrary, there are several high-quality lawns with exquisite street lamps showing the petty bourgeoisie style.

Therefore, most of the night training is walking on the lawn and queuing, and then sit down cross-legged to talk about the military training and so on.

Of course, the most common pull song in the army is also indispensable.

A total of about [-] people, divided into a company of boys and girls, sang some revolutionary songs, Hong Kong and Taiwan songs.

Jing Xiaoqiang had always been sitting on the side before, watching the children scream with an old man's onlooker mentality.

As a result, they found a dance boy platoon!
The funniest thing is that this boy who majored in drama in the performance department actually held a guitar and sang "I Do it for You"!
At that time, Jing Xiaoqiang wanted to ask "does your mother know"?
In fact, they can sing well, the drama major is still a professional background, and the pronunciation and singing are considered to be well-rounded, which is definitely more than enough for amateur singers.

An English song that basically memorized the pronunciation was sung. Although the context was a bit contrived, it was enough to calm down the scene.

With his fair and handsome appearance, after taking off the military cap, the singing is still very effective. The teachers who pass by the road all stop and listen to the voice of youth with a smile.

Originally, Jing Xiaoqiang felt the same way, even thinking that if I introduce this kid to a dance hall to sing, for 100 yuan a night, I will draw [-] yuan.

Find another ten song and dance halls and introduce ten singers to go there, and you will earn a net profit of 500 yuan a day, and the initial stage of capitalist exploitation will be realized.
Then I heard almost all the girls screaming and cheering like a nympho!

The boy from the acting department came over arrogantly and made a gesture of your invitation, and his instructor was even more delighted to applaud his teammates and call those la song jingles.

The dancing boys were lying in a row, and even the instructors were gnashing their teeth: "Whoever of you can sing, you must win it back!"

Everyone forgets it right away. This is a professional. We are a painting major. Isn’t this a fight with a performance drama major to avoid weaknesses and avoid strengths?

Jing Xiaoqiang didn't seem to have thought of his singing skills at all, and was encouraging him: "How about you sing a majestic sing-along, and slash the devil's head with a big knife..."

I heard the girls' platoon in the performance department start screaming in unison: "Xiaoqiang..."

At this time, the dancing boys actually made concerted efforts to push Jing Xiaoqiang out!
Yes, yes, it is better for you to bear the humiliation alone than we are to be stabbed together, please!
Jing Xiaoqiang pretended to be a dead dog, he didn't care, he only despised these straight men in his heart.

As a result, among the girls in the acting department, a girl appeared more and more, her face was outstanding enough, and her figure was very talented. The military uniform couldn't hide her curves, and the belt around her waist even had the effect of overlapping peaks.

He started with a hand flip, and in the midst of the screams of girls and the sound of boys tsk tsk, he took a ballet spin and came over: "Come on, the fake snow is long, I will give you something to say, if you admit it, I will put you on the fore. Like a fart, let it go..."

Full of provocation.

(End of this chapter)