I used the return system to raise the whole demon world

He stared at the text messages on his phone in a daze for a long time.

Su Jingyu pursed his lips and thought.

He had just joined the team and he didn't know the filming rhythm of the movie yet, so it would definitely not be feasible to ask for leave rashly.

But since I have already signed up, it would be a pity not to participate.

Just when he was still wondering how to deal with it, his assistant Han Nini knocked on the door and walked into the dressing room.

"Brother JY, are you okay? I'm going to take makeup photos."

Su Jingyu took a deep breath after hearing this, handed the phone to Han Nini and walked towards the studio.

Wei Chuan and Xu Caier just walked out of the studio.

The two sides looked at each other, and Su Jingyu gave a polite half-bow.

"Hello, Teacher Wei Chuan, Hello, Teacher Cai'er."

Wei Chuan and Xu Caier laughed at the same time when they heard Su Jingyu's name.

Wei Chuan: "Hello."

Xu Cai'er waved her hand: "Wow, you're so polite that I'm embarrassed! Just call me Cai'er."

Su Jingyu immediately changed his words: "Hello, Mr. Wei Chuan, and Cai'er."

"Pfft!" Xu Cai'er couldn't hold back her laughter. Finding it impolite, she quickly covered her mouth and chuckled twice. After controlling her laughter, she teased Su Jingyu.

"I thought you were a second-generation ancestor like me, but I misunderstood. Your attitude doesn't seem to be backed by someone behind the scenes, so I would like to ask, how did you get the role of the second male lead?"

Su Jingyu was stunned when he was asked, and said matter-of-factly:

"When my agent gave me the script, he said that I should play the second male lead. Is there any problem?"

Although Su Jingyu has been a marginalized person since he entered the industry, his status has suddenly changed recently, and there are too many things happening around him. Many things cannot withstand scrutiny, but he has no time to think about the three roles he got abroad. It was also a special situation, which made him not feel that there was anything wrong with what happened to him.

Wei Chuan glanced at the confused Su Jingyu with a complicated expression. He wanted to see whether Su Jingyu was acting or had this character, but unfortunately he couldn't see it in the end.

If it is a performance, then this person has a deep mind; if it is his nature, then this nature is obviously not suitable for the intrigues in the entertainment industry.

When Su Jingyu finished taking the makeup photos, Wenwen happened to come out after putting on makeup. The two of them had no time to reminisce about the past, so Wenwen entered the studio.

After all the makeup photos were taken, Su Jingyu thought there would be filming today, but it turned out that the camera was not turned on that day.

Sitting in the private room of the hotel booked by the crew, he realized that today was the day for everyone to meet up and have a meal together to get acquainted.

Wei Chuan was very busy, so he didn't chat with everyone for a few words. He took a few bites of food and left as an excuse.

Director Wang Guanzhong was afraid that the newcomers would feel uncomfortable, so he took a few bites of the food and left.

In the end, Su Jingyu, Wenwen and Xu Caier were left at the dinner table.

Wenwen and Xu Caier were chatting animatedly, and Su Jingyu became the background.

Xu Caier observed him calmly while chatting with Wenwen.

"JY, Yu Fei's character and your personality are two extremes. After reading the script, the gap between what I imagined about you and the reality is too big."

Su Jingyu touched his face unconsciously, thinking that Xu Cai'er meant that he wasn't good-looking enough.

Xu Cai'er understood his embarrassment and waved her hand.

"No, I'm talking about your personality. Are you usually so boring?"

Before Su Jingyu spoke, Wenwen nodded.

"Well, the first time I met Brother JY on a variety show, he was like this and he hasn't changed since."

Xu Caier's eyes flickered: "Have JY played any roles before?"

Wenwen didn't know, and she looked at Su Jingyu curiously.

Su Jingyu thought for a while, nodded, and then shook his head.

"I've played it before, but you definitely haven't seen it yet."

Xu Cai'er and Wen Wen misunderstood for a moment, thinking that Su Jingyu was talking about a bad movie that hit the streets. They were afraid that Su Jingyu would be embarrassed, so they changed the topic.

After the three of them finished eating and left the hotel, they were picked up by their respective assistants.

Su Jingyu was sent to the company by Han Nini.

In the general manager's office, although An Ke is still Su Jingyu's agent, he is also the general manager of the company.

"Sister An, I have something to tell you. I signed up for the 'Flower Generation' and will participate in the audition in a week."

An Ke raised his eyebrows, not because he was angry at Su Jingyu for taking matters into his own hands, but because he was surprised.

"JY, your voice."

Su Jingyu didn't say anything else, he just opened his voice and played a low tone, and then a high tone.

Encore's expressions ranged from "Huh" to "Oh my God", which is quite rich.

"Weren't you before?" She wanted to say, weren't you told by the singing teacher that you were not suitable?
But what is there to doubt about what I heard with my own ears?

Although she is not an expert, she still has basic professional sensitivity.

"Wait a minute, I'll find someone to re-evaluate it for you. The expert misunderstood it! If the evaluation result is different from before, that would be a scam! Wait, that's not right. You have posted your own on the Internet before. Sing?"

Su Jingyu knew what Encore wanted to express. If it was really good, why wouldn't it cause a splash?

He scratched his head in embarrassment, wanting to say that his previous songs were indeed not very good, and he was a little embarrassed.

Enke probably guessed something from his expression, so he dialed the phone directly without asking any more questions.

After several phone calls and explanations, she looked at Su Jingyu with a smile.

"How about going to the crew today? You didn't get bullied, did you?"

Su Jingyu quickly explained briefly what happened today.

"That's good. No matter what the final result of the first movie is, at least we have taken the first step. When the movie is finished and released, don't feel pressure even if it doesn't become a hit. After all, the current audience for gardening movies, comedies and romances is not big. Guang. In recent years, people haven’t made many comedy-romance films.”

Although Su Jingyu has worked hard to improve his acting skills, he doesn't know much about whether the movie conforms to the market trend.

Hearing Enke's words, Su Jingyu knew that the other party didn't want him to feel pressure, so he nodded obediently to express his understanding.

The two chatted for a while, and the person arranged by Enke arrived.

Several people came to the company's recording studio.

The singing teacher invited has retired and was previously a pop music professor at SH Music College.

He heard that it was for people to evaluate, so he didn't want to come at first, but the person Encore found was very respectable, so the old professor came anyway.

But his attitude was arrogant, and he looked like he was displeased with everyone.

Geniuses always have problems of one kind or another. An Ke has become more familiar with them and has long been accustomed to them.

However, Su Jingyu was influenced by the old professor and became a little nervous.

During the sound check, I broke the first high note as soon as I opened my mouth.

The old professor's face grew longer. He was not a spoiled parent, so he stopped what he was doing in dissatisfaction.

"No need to try, it's too unprofessional. Is there anyone else?"

Su Jingyu's face instantly turned pale. He stared down at his feet without saying a word.

Encore had a smile on his face.

"Professor Fang, I relied on many people's connections to find your help. Now that you're here, please help with the test. We JY were just too nervous just now. You don't want a good young talent to give up singing just because of one nervousness. Is this the way?"

"You girl, you have such a big buckle on your hat, how can I dare to refuse? When you meet people later, you will say that I have blind eyes and cannot see gold inlaid with jade! Hmph! I want to see if the jade in your house is inlaid with gold!"

Su Jingyu raised his head again when he heard this. It wasn't that he was timid, it was really the first test that hit him too hard. Although now he felt that his voice had indeed changed, he was afraid!

What if it’s just my own illusion?

try again?
try again!
After cheering himself up, Su Jingyu opened his voice again, starting from the bass and gradually rising to K according to Professor Fang's requirements.

Enke actually doesn't know much about music. If she is asked to listen to it, she can probably tell the difference, but she can't hear the specific standards.

But watching Professor Fang's expression change from dissatisfaction and disdain to seriousness and obsession.

Finally arrived directly to enjoy!

Look at the raised corners of his mouth. How much does he like it so he can just try the sound and smile?
Enke felt relieved, knowing that this time it was done!

Sure enough, when Su Jingyu took off the headset, he saw Professor Fang, who just now thought his nose was not his nose and his eyes were not his eyes, looking at him with a look of pity.

"Young people have good voice conditions and a wide vocal range. They can try many different development directions."

Su Jingyu didn't expect that the other party would give such a high evaluation, and he didn't know how to react.

how many years?
Because his talent was denied for the music he loved, he always had the mentality of not daring to try it.

Today, Professor Fang said that his vocal range is very wide and suitable for many different development directions.

This is real?

Not dreaming?
It felt more real than now if a pie from the sky fell on him!
Just when Su Jingyu was immersed in his own world, Professor Fang spoke again.

"Young man, who is your teacher? Tell me, do you think you are familiar with him?"

Enke patted Su Jingyu on the shoulder.

"What are you doing so stupidly? Professor Fang is asking you something?"

Su Jingyu immediately looked at Professor Fang, "I'm sorry, Professor Fang, I was lost in thought just now. What are you asking?"

If others dared to ignore him like this, Professor Fang might be so angry that his beard would stand up, but who would let him care about this good talent?
"I asked you what your teacher's name is."

Su Jingyu: "A singing teacher? I don't have one yet, but my mother taught me musical instruments."

Professor Fang's eyes lit up: "You can also play musical instruments?"

Su Jingyu has regained some confidence. Under his mother's strict requirements, he is now proficient in many musical instruments.

"Well, a little bit."

Professor Fang glanced around the recording studio and was a little disappointed when he didn't see any instruments.

"What instrument did you learn?"

Su Jingyu didn't think too much and answered honestly: "My mother taught me cello, violin, piano, guqin and guitar."

After Su Jingyu finished speaking, the recording studio fell into silence for a moment.

Anke exclaimed inwardly: Aunt Su is so amazing!He can do everything!
She did not doubt the authenticity of Su Jingyu's words. After all, she had known Su Jingyu's temperament for a long time, and she believed it even more when he said it was taught by Su Man.

But Professor Fang's joyful mood suddenly cooled down because he met a good seedling.

He doesn't like people who are vain and dishonest.

Although it is said that all musical instruments belong to the same family and know everything, how old is Su Jingyu?

Can you play cello, violin, piano, guqin and guitar?

Then there are two possibilities, one is that they are all half-baked!

The other is that he is bragging!
No matter which one, Professor Fang cannot accept it.

The music is pure!

He couldn't stand any perfunctory or disrespectful treatment of music.

His desire to take on a disciple has faded away. No matter how talented he is, his character still comes first.

"Okay, I've finished helping with the assessment. If it's okay, old man, I'll leave first. I have a lot of things to do when I get back."

Anke looked at Professor Fang strangely. Is there something wrong with his temper?

Sometimes it’s windy and sometimes it’s raining!

An Ke couldn't guess the reason, so he could only wink at Su Jingyu and ask him to send it off.

Su Jingyu didn't notice Professor Fang's change in attitude towards him at all. He was still secretly happy that he could really sing.

After leaving the company's gate, Professor Fang waved impatiently when he saw Su Jingyu still following him.

"No need to send it off, or do you want to go home with me? Old man, I have a lot of work to do at home. Why, you still want to work for me as a laborer!"

There was a thorn in Professor Fang's words. He expressed his reluctance to give up high-quality voices and his hatred for Su Jingyu. How could a good seedling turn out to be crooked?
Su Jingyu's mind was still a little fuzzy, but he nodded immediately after hearing Professor Fang's words.

"Okay, I'm fine today. If you need any help, just ask."

Professor Fang choked, he was making fun of him!

Why can't you hear it?
What's his attitude like?
Can't see it?

stupid?
Professor Fang blew his beard angrily, and when he looked into Su Jingyu's clean black eyes, he felt frustrated that he didn't know where to use his strength.

"Okay! You said it yourself, then let's go. Don't complain about being tired when you go! You won't regret it and want to come back later!"

So an old man and a young man took a taxi to Professor Fang’s house.

Professor Fang devoted his life to music, but he did not have one disciple because he had a weird temper and a high vision.

Even though this is the case, I still make a lot of money helping people compose music throughout my life.

After retirement, I spent half of my savings to buy a yard. My wife and I plan to plant flowers and grass and enjoy our retirement life.

Now that I have just moved from my old house, the small yard of my new home has not been tidied up yet.

Since this guy wants to help himself, he can just grab some free labor to do his bidding!
Su Jingyu was still a little confused when he and Professor Fang entered the courtyard.

This yard is not as big as my mother's beachside yard, and it doesn't have a backyard, and it must have been unoccupied for a long time. The weeds in the yard grow more than one meter high.

Su Jingyu looked at the desolate yard and then at Professor Fang walking along the path at the base of the wall towards a row of small houses. He seemed to know what he was called to do.

A little embarrassing.

He would feel bad if he didn't stay to help. After all, he agreed, but he really didn't know how to do this job.

Seeing that Professor Fang had entered the main room, Su Jingyu was about to follow him when his cell phone rang.

Su Jingyu glanced at the notes on the screen and clicked to connect. What Su Man sent was a video call.

"We're not done yet, what do you want to eat tonight? Huh? Are you filming on location?"

Su Jingyu quickly shook his head: "Mom, me"

After some explanation, Su Man on the other side of the phone rolled her eyes.

Then she asked Su Jingyu to send her the address. She warned Su Jingyu before hanging up the phone.

"Don't make trouble for others. I'll pick you up later."

After hanging up the phone, Su Jingyu quickly followed into the main room.

Professor Fang was talking to his wife. When he saw Su Jingyu coming in, he immediately stared.

"Who let you in? Aren't you here to work? Didn't you see the weeds outside?"

Su Jingyu rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, and just as he was about to explain, he saw Professor Fang's wife smiling and waving to him.

"Young man, you are here as a guest. Don't listen to him. Come in and sit down. We have just moved here and there is nothing to entertain you. Just have a sip of tea."

Su Jingyu quickly took the tea cup with both hands.

"Thank you, ma'am."

Professor Fang immediately blew his beard and stared in displeasure.

"Who are you calling Master? Are you kicking your nose to show your face? Did I say I am your teacher? Why are you calling someone so random?"

Su Jingyu didn't think much about it when he called him Teacher Fang. If Professor Fang wanted to call him Teacher Fang, then Professor Fang's wife would be his teacher's wife.

But when Professor Fang said this, he realized that he shouldn't have screamed.

"Sorry, Teacher Fang, I called you by mistake."

When Mrs. Fang saw this, she slapped Professor Fang.

"Don't bully other people's children to be honest, or you will frighten them. Good boy, don't listen to your teacher Fang's nonsense. He has a bad temper and will never change it in this life. It doesn't matter if you call me Master, it's just a title. I like you to be like this Call."

Su Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief. Although he gradually became more confident with Su Man's company, he could not compare with those from Sheniu Town. Not to mention autistic, he was still introverted. It was not easy for him to handle interpersonal relationships well. .

Seeing that Mrs. Fang was reasonable and reasonable, Su Jingyu felt much better.

Professor Fang narrowed his eyes when he saw Su Jingyu, who liked his lover.

This kid is really good at acting. He was bragging to himself just now, but now he acts like a good boy. Who is that?

Mrs. Fang didn't ask Su Jingyu to go out to work, but instead talked to him about other things.

More than half an hour later, there was a knock on the courtyard door, and Su Jingyu suddenly remembered that he was being led by Professor Fang and his wife, and they were so chatty that he forgot to mention that his mother was coming.

When they opened the door and saw Su Man, the old couple were still a little confused. Who was this?
"Mom, you are here."

After Su Jingyu said a word, the old couple knew who the other party was, and then Professor Fang became even more dissatisfied. Before he even finished the work, he found someone to pick him up. He said that this guy was a vain person, and he would say, a little bit. Don’t do anything practical!
"Let's go and stay at my house for a while. I'll have everything sorted out when I get back in the evening."

After some refusal, the old couple was pulled into the car by Su Man and her son.

The moment the car started, Su Man stretched her left hand out of the window and flipped her wrist. After a few movements, the small courtyard took on a new look.

But none of the three people in the car knew.

When the car drove to the small courtyard by the seaside, the old couple was still a little surprised outside the courtyard.

These days, not many people still like this kind of big yard as much as they do. Everyone likes to live in high-rise villas.

The way the two looked at Su Man changed slightly.

After opening the courtyard door and seeing the paradise-like scene in the courtyard, the old couple's eyes lit up and they really didn't care that this was someone else's home.

The two of them were like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, everything they saw was novel.

Because she had to pick up someone as a guest, Su Man sent Dahei and Xiaobai to the water park next door. At this time, she was not afraid of scaring the two of them.

After the old couple strolled to the orchard in the backyard, Su Man said with a smile.

"You're welcome. I grow and eat what I have nothing to do. You can pick whatever you like."

Mrs. Fang was still a little embarrassed at this time. After all, it was the first time they met, and Professor Fang was not polite. She said thank you and started to pick two lychees.

He opened one and handed it to his wife.

Mrs. Fang couldn't resist the temptation and opened her mouth to take a sip.

Then his eyes narrowed in happiness.

Seeing that his wife was enjoying the meal, Professor Fang also opened the lychee and put it into his mouth.

The juice instantly exploded in the mouth.

Sweet but not greasy, it melts in your mouth. Is this a lychee?
The pulp melts without chewing.

Unlike young people who cannot move their hands after eating delicious food, Professor Fang stopped reaching out after eating a lychee.

Even though his wife was eager to try it, he still had the self-discipline not to pick it again.

"Isn't this fruit specially provided for above?"

He misunderstood Su Man's occupation and thought that the fruits in this yard were specially grown to feed some special people.

If this is the case, the fruit is probably rationed, and I can't cause trouble for others because of my gluttony.

Su Man's eyes flashed with confusion, and her attitude toward the old man became gentler.

"Don't worry, eat. I grew them all for Jing Yu to eat as snacks. I heard he said that thanks to you for helping with the evaluation today, thank you for your hard work, Professor Fang."

Seeing that the two of them still refused, Su Man had no choice but to do it herself, picking some of each fruit, and then led the two of them back to the front yard.

Su Jingyu, who went to take a shower when he got home, also came out at this time.

Recalling that Professor Fang asked him what musical instruments he could play, Su Jingyu thought that there was a recording studio and musical instrument room at home, so he invited Professor Fang to go and see it.

Although Professor Fang still didn't like his character, he was short-tongued. He glanced at his wife who was sitting in the living room chatting with Su Man and eating fruit happily, sighed, and just paid the bill.

As Su Jingyu walked into his room, Professor Fang glanced at the furnishings in the room and pouted.

This was not like the room of a musician. He didn't see anything related to music.

But when he followed Su Jingyu into another connected room, Professor Fang's eyes gleamed and his whole body froze.

I have to get up early tomorrow to take my parents to the station.
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