From janitor to actor

Chapter 33 Voting
There was warm applause in the quiet classroom.

The students looked at Ren Shuai, and they no longer felt like they were watching a bustling scene. Instead, they showed admiration for an old artist.

"Da Li, uh, Mr. Li, you don't know how to watch the gate in your spare time. Your real occupation is an acting teacher?" The director asked in amazement.

Ren Shuai smiled and waved his hands, and withdrew to the side.

Several people looked at him. At this moment, Uncle Li is still Uncle Li, and he no longer feels like a domineering president.

But just now, everyone clearly believed that he was the president.

This is definitely not something that people without acting skills can do.

Ji Mingxi glanced at his head teacher, then turned to Ren Shuai, nodded and said, "Uncle Li, have you ever studied acting? Even the head teacher affirms that your acting skills are better than mine."

The director didn't expect Uncle Li to bring her such a big surprise. He looked at the girl who played with Ren Shuai and asked, "Student, how did you feel when you performed just now?"

The female classmate rubbed her face that was still slightly flushed, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Master is too good at acting, I was trying to get into the character, but as soon as he came on stage, his eyes swept over me, and I immediately got into the play, and I couldn't bear it." My heart beats faster.”

After hearing this, Cui Zixun couldn't hide his curiosity, he turned his head and said, "Uncle Li, you just learned acting, right?"

Ren Shuai rubbed his nose and said half-jokingly: "Yes, to be honest, I just learned to act, but my acting skills were too poor to make a movie, so I came to school as a porter."

This is not nonsense. Uncle Li Laifu did attend acting cram school, but he was not talented enough, so he never got the hang of it.

The program team and the students all laughed.

The director checked the time and quickly interjected: "Since the three guests have finished their performances, the students are ready to vote."

The program group asked the students to start voting in the order of performance.

Each person is limited to two points.

Ji Mingxi performed really well, and with the blessing of his alma mater filter, he finally won 12 votes.

Although Cui Zixun's acting skills were mediocre, he was very popular and had a good atmosphere. In the end, he won 11 votes, losing to Ji Mingxi.

When it was time to vote for Ren Shuai, the director smiled and said, "Now it's time to vote for Uncle Li, let him say something to solicit votes."

Ren Shuai said sternly: "According to the requirements of the program group, if you lose, you won't have dinner at night."

After speaking, his eyes swept towards the director like two small knives.

The director felt that she had dug a hole for herself again. It really shouldn't have allowed Uncle Li to speak at this time. Uncle Li seemed obsessed with eating.

If I don't eat well, I will lose my temper, and I have deep resentment towards the bad food.

The students in the classroom all looked at Uncle Li sympathetically, and stared at the director and the program team with the same hatred.

The director couldn't stand it anymore, and quickly explained: "It's not that we won't finish the meal, it's just that the dinner is divided into three levels. The higher the votes, the better the food. Students, hurry up and vote."

After the voice fell, all the students in the classroom raised the little leaves in their hands.

Regardless of voting from the perspective of acting skills, or from the perspective of respecting the elderly and respecting the virtuous, this vote should be for Uncle Li.

An old janitor who used his acting skills to overwhelm those who are studying acting.

"Okay, Uncle Li won 15 votes in the end. Congratulations to Uncle Li, you won the championship of this acting PK."

The director excitedly announced the result.

Although Ji Mingxi and Cui Zixun were disappointed that they couldn't have a good dinner, they were very convinced of Uncle Li as the champion.

Ren Shuai is very satisfied, he can have a good meal in the evening.

After the classroom scene ended, the program group continued to transition to another classroom.

The director said mysteriously: "Before the filming of the show, I did a small survey to find out what was the worst class Ji Mingxi took when he was in school."

Ji Mingxi's face froze suddenly.

The director continued: "Although it is an elective course, classmate Ji Mingxi said that if he is given a chance to do it all over again, he will definitely study this course hard."

The program team led everyone to another teaching building.

Cui Zixun was very curious, and asked: "What kind of course is it, the director should not be secretive."

"Come, come, put on the shoe covers first."

The director didn't answer, but handed over three pairs of shoe covers.

Ren Shuai guessed at a glance that this was the classroom he was most familiar with.

Ji Mingxi's face turned black, and he put on the shoe covers stiffly.

Cui Zixun continued to be at a loss, and put on the shoe covers obediently with the two of them.

The double-door security door opened to reveal neat rows of computer monitors inside.

"The original audio-visual class."

Cui Zixun went in for a stroll, looked at the brand of the computer, and expressed his affirmation: "This configuration is good, and the game must be very smooth."

Ji Mingxi sighed: "Don't think about it, there is no Internet connection, only a stand-alone minesweeper game."

Cui Zixun expressed regret, thinking that such a good configuration was wasted.

Ren Shuai followed quietly behind without saying a word.

It was the first time for him to visit the school's computer classroom, and the decoration and configuration looked very advanced, full of sense of technology.

As Cui Zixun said, the computer configuration is very high, obviously the school has invested a lot of money.

The director laughed and said, "Everyone can guess, what are we going to do in the computer classroom?"

Ji Mingxi didn't want to talk, if he knew this, he wouldn't tell the truth during the small investigation.

Cui Zixun wasn't too emotional either, he guessed, "You don't really want to play mine-sweeping games, do you?"

The director looked at Ren Shuai, who turned his face away, expressing his refusal to speculate.

Anyway, dinner has been won, and the rest only needs to be soy sauce.

The director was used to the uncle's reaction and didn't force it, so he smiled and said to Cui Zixun, "Zixun's answer is very close, that's right, we just want to play a game in the computer classroom!"

Ji Mingxi turned around in surprise.

I didn't expect the program group to arrange such a surprise, not bad.

A veritable dream come true, making up for the regret of not being able to play games in the computer classroom before.

He became interested and asked, "Which game are you playing?"

Although he is average in computer science, playing games is his strong point.

Cui Zixun was a little embarrassed, he was focused on singing, dancing and musical instruments, and he was not good at playing games.

The director said excitedly: "I will go off in person and randomly join any of you for a 2v2 battle."

When Ji Mingxi heard this, he quickly waved his hands and said, "I've heard of the director's big name in the game industry, he is an absolute top black hole. If you participate, you can announce the end of the game without the competition, haha."

The director was speechless and just wanted to ask you, are you polite?

Ignoring the clear evaluation of the season, the director willfully announced the start of the grouping, which will be conducted by drawing lots.

Ren Shuai, like a tool man, walked over to draw lots, preparing to hang out until dinner time, get the meal allowance and leave.

Unfortunately, he was in the same group as the director.

Ji Mingxi looked at the two with a smirk.

Cui Zixun felt that he was lucky to have Ji Mingxi's thigh to hug.

Unlike the other team, the luxurious lineup of the top black hole plus concierge.

I have already won [-]% before I even started.

(End of this chapter)