I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 86 Beauty is also lustful
If Jing Xiaoqiang studied at the Shanghai Theater Academy in his last life, he would probably know a thing or two about this situation.

However, he studied at the Pingjing Drama Academy, which is proud of the whole country. He never cared about these things outside the imperial city.

In turn, the pride of Huhai Theatre Academy is no less than that of Pingjing.

This is the birthplace of all new things, and the Pingjing area is not yet supported by the progressive youth from Shanghai and the sea to the red zone.

Beyond Shanghai and the sea are all rural areas.

Therefore, Jing Xiaoqiang, who didn't understand these things, didn't have any fluctuations in his heart, and he didn't even want to laugh. The things the leaders sought were different from ours.

Whether a new major is established or not, what does it have to do with us?

It's impossible to drag myself, a freshman who is only eighteen or nineteen years old, in to become an official.

I am not uncommon, and there is no way to be at ease with pictures and profits.

After all, we are also people who have been reborn and traveled through the world, so we don’t care about the mundane things in the world at all.

He still only thinks about the recording studio, uh uh, whatever you say.

As a result, in Mu Chunlei's eyes, it became increasingly clear that this big boy was calm and valuable. After all, geniuses who were keen on fame and fortune often died prematurely.

The characters who can climb to the peak of art are basically drama idiots, dance gods, and fans. They put all their minds on professionalism, and then they can achieve a height that is unattainable for others.

It is trustworthy.

He then delivered a speech that the Academy of Drama will open up a new era and a new situation with the joint efforts of all teachers and students.

If Jing Xiaoqiang hadn't seen the world at the age of 50, he would have been inspired and excited, and really thought he was a character.

But it's a start.

After finally waiting for the satisfactory conclusion of the swearing-in meeting of the leaders of the school and the department, Jing Xiaoqiang hurriedly left the class.

At this moment, he didn't even bother to talk about asking for leave. I'm already like this, why do I have to care about attendance?
He just wanted to make it easier.

Of course, the teacher of the basic painting class wished he was transparent at this time.

As soon as he scolded the student for being rubbish, he was slapped in the face by the dean.

Although they didn't offend the leader, dozens of students watched the whole process, and when they looked back, it was estimated that the news would spread quickly.

In the 90s, there was no such word as social death, but the actual situation was similar.

Almost the whole school knows about it.

Since the singing momentum was too great before, Mu Chunlei's speech was too long. There are only one or two main teaching buildings in the whole school, so the performance department also got the news.

The one who tipped off is still the same: "Ruolan, your Xiaoqiang has made a name for himself in front of the dean!"

"Yunyan, that Xiaoqiang is actually a singer..."

"Lori, your boss's clothes were torn in front of the dean!"

Except the salesperson said that his clothes were torn and that he had something to do with me, and he continued to immerse himself in the study of Jianguo dramas and famous dramas.

The head and deputy class Hua of the performance class immediately followed the vocal teacher who was in class to watch the excitement and listened to the singing tail.

I even saw Jing Xiaoqiang's linen pocket clothes.

The main thing is that I was surprised that the big boy who was still talking to us yesterday about how to reduce breast fat has actually become the hopeful star of the song and dance drama in the mouth of the dean!
Because the vocal music teachers who stretched their necks together admitted that Jing Xiaoqiang's performance was better than hers, no wonder I heard that the vocal music department of the Conservatory of Music asked him to be a teaching assistant in the past... Well, they didn't know that he was an assistant in the graduate class.

Art schools are just like this, where talent and craftsmanship are there, and the existence beyond ordinary people is used to look up, and it has nothing to do with age and qualifications.

The two girls couldn't help but grab each other's fingers, the kind of tiptoe visit that they clenched tightly, how could this happen.

Pan Yunyan confirmed again: "I still underestimated him, we can't suppress his talent together..."

Du Ruolan wants to snort, who is with you, but there is no time to say hello, her eyes are too bright, eh, the eyes of a man are really beautiful!
Even at a glance, Jing Xiaoqiang's style when he was performing was extraordinary.

They are learning the basic subjects of voice, stage, and form performance. They are already beginners. Jing Xiaoqiang's skills, typhoon, and the most important singing skills, completely beat them, not to mention, but also have a style that needs to be looked up.

That kind of coquettish familiarity, even the young vocal teacher is full of envy: "The freshman, the midrange is full of breath, the tail sound is clean and beautiful, even the empty beats in the middle are accurate, plus Citi Music Drama-style performance, with a bit of folk-style singing at the end, full of emotion, real and playful, he seems to have a deep foundation in musical drama, maybe he really has the foundation to study abroad, and the future is limitless, the dean has expressed his attitude , most of this is a scheduled stay in school."

Pan Yunyan hurriedly squeezed her best friend's hand and took a look. She was going to be everyone's wife.

Du Ruolan didn't respond, she was fascinated.

Pan Yunyan simply leaned into her ear and whispered, "Too bad, how many women like him!"

Du Ruolan only twitched the corners of her mouth, then put away her heels: "I'll go buy him a coat, you can leave it here and ask him to wait for me."

After he finished speaking, he ran away quickly, still the kind of cute arm swinging running method.

Pan Yunyan looked at her best friend's back and could only sigh to herself.

So when Jing Xiaoqiang came out, there were many teachers and students of other grades watching outside. She went up to help Jing Xiaoqiang pull the cloth off and whispered, "Lanlan is going to buy you clothes, or we will go to the dormitory later. Call you downstairs?"

Jing Xiaoqiang himself was planning to buy another one, so he simply pulled it off: "Let's go, I'm in a hurry, I'll go to the clothing market to see if I can meet her."

When Pan Yunyan came out side by side, her tone was a little unnatural: "Where did you learn singing and dancing, I didn't think that when you danced before, our vocal music teacher Peng just said that you have the foundation to study overseas."

That period of singing and dancing, even if it was put on Citigroup in the 90s, it was a very trendy and exquisite street dance congratulations. China is still in the stage of break dancing, and professional schools use various standards of folk dance as templates, of course they do not realize the height.

But there is no time difference in singing. Jing Xiaoqiang was forced to expose: "How can it be so complicated, I just learned it at the Conservatory of Music, otherwise you can see that I have such a good relationship with the Conservatory of Music."

Pan Yunyan relaxed: "Then... how many girls are chasing you in the Conservatory of Music?"

Jing Xiaoqiang's attitude is: "If you like someone because of a certain skill, it's too primitive. Like it should be like-minded mutual attraction, nothing else matters."

Pan Yunyan would not have a love brain: "Then, what do you think I should practice more now?"

Jing Xiaoqiang said succinctly: "Basic skills, everything I have now comes from basic skills, you are already starting to take a physical class, can you do twenty kicks every morning?"

Pan Yunyan is coming soon?
So simple and rude.

Jing Xiaoqiang has an impression: "The top students in the acting department in Pingxi can do it, but it is said that some people can't do it gradually, because the students all want to be idols, they are too tired and afraid of being injured, and the teachers do not dare to force it. So the tradition of calling and kicking at six o'clock in the morning in the acting department is gone, and now you go to HK to meet the actresses there, and any one can kick over the top."

In fact, Pan Yunyan didn't mean to pry her best friend's corner: "No wonder Lan Lan said that you go out every morning at six o'clock to exercise? Such a good figure."

Just say it well, what to lick her lips, she was already charming and even more charming.

But looking at her eyes, she wanted to poke Jing Xiaoqiang's arm muscles. Jing Xiaoqiang thought the ragged clothes were too eye-catching, so he simply took them off and tied them around his waist. The round-neck short-sleeved white T that has been popular in Citigroup since the 50s, this For a while in China, it was just worn as an old man's shirt.

Jing Xiaoqiang's body looks like a tight fit, and the temptation to girls is probably similar to that of boys seeing bikinis.

Marlon Brando has long shown this kind of sexiness that men support with beauty and a beautiful figure in "A Streetcar Named Desire", which kills both men and women.

In this kind of cold weather in the late autumn season, the clothes of the pedestrians on the road began to bloat, and Jing Xiaoqiang was exuding masculine hormones all over his body.

So he raised his hand and gave Pan Yunyan a light slap on the back of the head: "It's good to look at it, don't be so rude..."

The little vixen who has been beaten for the second time, her beauty career has been subverted.

Can women be lecherous too?
The main reason is Jing Xiaoqiang's attitude of not treating her as a beauty at all. It's true that she has never experienced it since her mother's womb.

Du Ruolan, who has been held in her hand all the time, is not experiencing what she has never experienced before, and in turn worships and pursues boys.

Here the two are familiar with the past along the clothing street.

Because it was too close, every time I went to the makeup store, I had to stop by, and soon I found a few Northwest girls who were robbing styles from a group of aunts and shopkeepers in several stores that Jing Xiaoqiang could look up to.

Maybe a little anxious and scolding people.

There is a kind of firework atmosphere of a fairy descending to earth, serious and fresh.

Jing Xiaoqiang went over to pick up the clothes in Du Ruolan's hand, and paid for the cover directly: "Don't waste your time, I'm going to the recording studio to do things right now, do you two want to follow along to learn and observe?"

In the past, the development line of singing was concealed, so there was no need to show it off to others.

But now everyone knows that, looking at the girl who is sincere and good for him, Jing Xiaoqiang quickly adjusts to help broaden his horizons as much as possible.

It's better to learn something while you're young.

(End of this chapter)