Chapter 135: Ding Xiaoying
In the noisy queue, a boy who swore a lot was grumbling in dissatisfaction. When he saw that someone dared to stand up for Tang Shi, and that it was a beautiful woman with an imposing aura, his arrogance suddenly weakened a little.

But he did not back down. After all, in his opinion, it was Tang Shi who unreasonably wanted to cut in line, not him.

"If you think what I said is wrong, then don't cut in line!"

He glanced at Tang Shi provocatively, "Isn't other people's time also time? What's so great about a little fairy?"

Although his words were not loud, they were particularly harsh amid the surrounding noise.

The girl who helped out was not an unreasonable person. She turned to Tang Shi and said in a gentle but firm tone: "Although his words may be a bit excessive, it is indeed wrong to cut in line. You should go to the back to queue up."

Tang Shi hesitated for a moment. She looked at the girl who was willing to speak for her, and a glimmer of hope rose in her heart.

She tried to speak in a soft tone: "Miss, can I line up behind you? Zhao Zixuan and I are friends, and I want to be with him. Can you please help me?"

Her tone was full of pleading, but to Zhao Zixuan, it seemed a little artificial.

To put it simply, it is the tea aroma.

Zhao Zixuan originally thought that the girl would agree to Tang Shi's request, but he didn't expect that she would refuse it mercilessly.

"I'm sorry, I can't promise you that. There are still many people queuing behind you. If you cut in line, it will make their waiting time longer, which is unfair to them."

Her words are full of logic and justice, making them hard to refute.

However, Tang Shi was unwilling to give up. She continued to beg, "Hey, sister, please help me. I will definitely remember your kindness. I will buy you milk tea, or we can have a meal together!"

Unfortunately, the other party didn't buy it and she still shook her head firmly.

Tang Shi's face gradually became gloomy. The length of the team seemed to be racing against her patience, which was slipping away bit by bit.

She looked at Zhao Zixuan anxiously, but saw that he had no intention of standing up for her. She couldn't help feeling helpless and unwilling.

In the end, she could only leave with Peng Juan, feeling disappointed, and silently join the long queue.

As soon as their figures disappeared, the boy who had made the dirty joke grumbled in dissatisfaction: "It's finally quiet. Without those self-righteous fairies, this world is truly a pure land on earth."

The girl in front of Zhao Zixuan glanced back gently, her pretty eyebrows slightly frowned, but this time she rationally chose not to say anything.

"You have a strong sense of justice."

Zhao Zixuan suddenly took the initiative to speak, his eyes unconsciously fell on the girl's long hair that was like a waterfall. The hair was waist-length and shiny like silk, as if it was glowing slightly, making people sigh at the unfairness of the Creator.

The girl looked back at him and nodded gracefully, "You're too kind, I'm just stating the truth."

Her voice was gentle yet firm, and she added, "From your accent, you are from Dongting Lake, right?"

Zhao Zixuan was a little surprised. It seemed that his Mandarin was quite standard, so why did he have an accent?
But the other party guessed his hometown roughly with just one sentence, which didn't seem to be groundless.

"How did you hear that?"

He asked subconsciously.

The girl caught the surprise in his eyes and smiled gently, as if a spring breeze was blowing across the lake: "Because I have seen many people from Dongting Lake since I was a child, so I basically know what they are talking about as soon as I hear them speak. By the way, I am from Shenzhen, and our place is known as the Little Dongting Lake."

It was the first time that Zhao Zixuan heard such a name and he felt it was quite novel. He couldn't help but chat with her for a few more words.

The main reason is that waiting in line is really boring, and chatting with a beautiful woman can help relieve the boredom.

More importantly, Zhao Zixuan had a good impression of her. She was kind-hearted but not too naive. Moreover, she had her own principles and opinions. These points alone were quite commendable.

During the conversation, Zhao Zixuan learned that she was not only preparing to take the art exam of the Central Academy of Drama, but she also signed up for art exams of many other schools, including famous institutions such as the Shanghai Drama Academy, the China Academy of Traditional Chinese Opera, the Jinling Academy of the Arts, and the Imperial Capital City College.

She has an unforgettable "first love face", as pure as the morning sunshine and as peaceful as the moonlight at night.

On her palm-sized face, her facial features are vivid and delicate, and her profile is even more beautiful like a poem and a painting, which makes people love her. Whenever she smiles, her bright eyes are like twinkling stars, warm and infectious, which makes people can't help but be moved.

Her eyes are as pure and clear as a mountain spring. Her intimacy makes people feel as if they are in a sea of ​​flowers in spring, comfortable and peaceful.

Her skin looks like new, full of the vitality of collagen. Even with just a little makeup, it is enough to make her shine in the crowd like the brightest purple star in the night sky.

After a period of relaxed conversation, the girl suddenly asked a simple but embarrassing question.

"By the way, we've been talking for so long, but I still don't know your name?"

These words were actually said by a girl.

After hearing this, Zhao Zixuan almost suspected that she had seen through his little thoughts, because he just wanted to ask this question, but was beaten to it by the other party.

But the other person's expression was calm and his smile was sweet, as if there was no extra meaning.

Zhao Zixuan introduced himself with a knowing smile: "My name is Zhao Zixuan, what's yours?"

The girl blinked, as if thinking about something, then the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a sweet smile.

"Zixuan, the name Zixuan is quite common, and many people use it. Besides, this name doesn't really suit you. You give people a different feeling."

She smiled sweetly and replied: "My name is Ding Xiaoying, my friends call me Xiao Ding, or Ding Ding, you can call me that too."

Zhao Zixuan felt that this girl was really good at chatting. She narrowed the distance between them with just a few words. If he had not been a mature and sensible person in two lives, he would probably be really fascinated by her. Zhao Zixuan collected his thoughts and deliberately teased: "You are so good at chatting, does your mother know?"

Ding Xiaoying responded with a smile: "Zhao Zixuan, I think you are better at chatting than me. Among the peers I know, no other boy is as good at talking as you."

Zhao Zixuan touched his nose, feeling secretly proud in his heart, but maintained a humble smile on the surface.

He knew that this girl not only had high emotional intelligence, but was also very good at communicating with others. Chatting with her was simply a low-key and nourishing enjoyment.

Time passed quietly and Ding Xiaoying, like an elegant pioneer, was the first to step into the door of the preliminary examination.

Zhao Zixuan entered the examination room only after her figure disappeared.

When he stepped out of the examination room, he thought Ding Xiaoying had already left, but unexpectedly she was still waiting quietly outside the door, and even waved to him actively.

"Zhao Zixuan, how did you do in the exam?" she asked softly.

Zhao Zixuan smiled slightly, appearing calm and unhurried. "Fortunately, I feel the questions are not too difficult, similar to my previous simulations."

There was confidence in his words.

Under the guidance of the art exam teachers, he had simulated real art exam scenes many times before, so he was already familiar with the exam content. Today's exam questions were also the same, so they were actually quite simple for him.

The completion rate of the recitation and vocal examinations was very high, but the final physical examination was a bit negligent.

But the flaws do not outweigh the merits, and he believes that his performance is enough to win over the judges.

Ding Xiaoying showed a trace of envy after hearing this, "I really envy you, I think I may not have done well in the exam this time, I don't know if I can pass it."

There was a hint of disappointment in her voice.

Zhao Zixuan now remembered that she had played the maid Bluebird in "The Snow", and recalled her outstanding performance in the TV series. Although she was not the heroine, her acting skills were obvious to all.

He firmly believed that she would be able to successfully enter the Central Academy of Drama, so he comforted her: "Don't worry, you will definitely pass the first test. I have confidence in you. When the time comes, we will pass the second test together, and then the interview, and we will walk the road to success together!"

Although Ding Xiaoying knew that he was comforting her, she still felt a little warm.

She generously offered to exchange contact information, "Zhao Zixuan, let's add each other's contact information. If we both pass the exam, maybe we can become classmates?"

Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but admire her as he looked at her graceful and elegant appearance.

He nodded. "Okay, I'll have to rely on you to take care of me when school starts. Is WeChat ok?"

Ding Xiaoying smiled brilliantly, her beautiful eyes sparkling: "How about adding WeChat and QQ together? Can you give me your phone number? If it's convenient, we can exchange it?"

Zhao Zixuan didn't expect her to be so proactive, but on second thought he felt it was a good idea. After all, he had a really good impression of her.

However, in the end he only exchanged WeChat and QQ. As for the phone number, he found an excuse not to give it.

Because his phone is usually for work now, other matters are usually resolved by sending messages or making voice calls through chat software, which is actually very convenient.

Although Ding Xiaoying was a little disappointed, she did not force it.

The exchange between the two ended in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, and both left a deep impression on each other.

They didn't notice that Tang Shi, who was quietly queuing nearby, had seen their interaction. She gritted her teeth in anger, but seemed helpless.

"Shishi, don't be angry. You need to stay calm. You still have an exam soon."

Peng Juan whispered to comfort her.

But Tang Shi's emotions were difficult to calm down. She knew clearly that Zhao Zixuan and the girl had never met each other before, but because of her intervention, they became close friends in a short time.

It seems like she was the instigator of the assist?
This is bullshit!

"I'm so pissed off. Why are these monsters always around Zhao Zixuan?"

Tang Shi clenched his fists, his anger still lingering.

Peng Juan tried to comfort her: "This shows that Zhao Zixuan is indeed very good. I think you should be more proactive, otherwise you might miss him."

"How else can I take the initiative? Don't I always take the initiative to talk to him? But how does he treat me?"

Tang Shi suddenly felt wronged, but helpless.

She had deceived herself into thinking that Zhao Zixuan was just pretending, but now she finally understood that it was all just her wishful thinking.

Zhao Zixuan never took her seriously at all.

Why! ?
It would be fine if I couldn't compare to He Jieyu, who came from a prominent family, but why couldn't I even compare to a stranger?

The anger in his heart caused Tang Shi to perform poorly in the first examination and he failed to seize the opportunity for the second examination.

This year's dream of studying at the Central Academy of Drama was shattered, and she can only hope that other schools may give her another chance.

(End of this chapter)

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