[Yi Ming Qing Yun: Also, I love you. 】
Xiang Guai's wrist flicked, and the phone leaked from the desk pocket to the ground, making a loud "bang" sound.
The originally quiet atmosphere in the self-study class was broken. Teacher Chu Ping raised her eyebrows, picked up the end of the chalk and threw a beautiful parabola, which landed exactly on the center of Xiang Gu's forehead, instantly leaving a bright red mark.
Xiang Gues hurriedly lowered his eyebrows and raised his eyes to look like he was studying hard. He bent down secretly, and quietly picked up the phone again.
guess: I don't remember how to say "I love you".
He is lying.
guess: Actually, my Russian is very non-standard.
He's still lying.
guess: I'm in class right now, so it's inconvenient to send you a voice.
This sentence does not lie.
Wang Qingyun sent a smile, saying that it was okay, he was about to get in the car, and he would contact him later.
Xiang Guai heaved a sigh of relief.
The simple three words "I love you" are less and less talked about now. Everyone knows that this is the most solemn promise. It is the most lethal arrow in Cupid's hand. No one dares to pull the bowstring until the critical moment.
But the strange thing is that when the three words "I love you" are replaced by another language, it seems to be much "lighter".
It was no longer a lover's confession, but a harmless joke among friends.
But Xiang Gu didn't want to take it as a joke.
The teenager blushed, saved the sentence "I love you" sent by Wang Qingyun, and decided to have a sweet dream tonight.
This beautiful dream will have two protagonists.
…
Facts have proved that this dream is not so easy to do.
At four forty-five in the morning, before the wake-up bell rang, Xiang Chai rolled over from the bed and rushed into the bathroom. He didn't even turn on the light, he dragged over the washbasin in the dark, and dipped all the sheets and covers in his arms into the water.
If it weren't for the fact that the basin was too small, he would have wished to let himself get into the water too.
His ears were red and scorching hot. He seemed to be standing on a volcanic crater that was about to erupt. When the earthquake hit, his whole body shook.
But soon, he realized that it wasn't an earthquake - it was the beating of his heart that made him delusional in the silence of the night.
The sound of running water woke the other students in the dormitory. The boy who lived in Xiang Guessian yawned sleepily, staggered off the bed, and pushed open the door of the bathroom.
"Xiang Guess, what do you wash at night?"
Just listening to the crisp sound of "pop", the gas bulb above their heads was instantly lit, and the dazzling light sprinkled in the small bathroom.
Under the bright light, the teenager in only thin pajamas squatted there with a look of panic, and the sheets soaked in the basin could not be hidden at all.
Xiang Guess: "… "
Roommate: "… "
Xiang Guai: "I... you... you listen to me... "
The roommate turned his head and shouted: "Fuck brothers! Don't sleep!!! Our little ballet prince is thinking about spring!!!!!!!!!!"
Xiang Guess: "!!!"
Three minutes later, the entire dormitory was brightly lit. Like a group of uncivilized cannibals who were carrying out sacrifices, the roommates "lifted" Xiang Guai out of the washroom.
This one scratched his waist, which one scratched his neck, and someone picked the soles of his feet, so he had to tell him that he had dreamed of that peerless beauty.
School life is boring, and for this group of restless adolescent boys, the topic of "sex" is always the best way to light a fire.
In fact, Xiang Guess can escape by simply throwing out the name of a female star. But his head had already become a mess, and he just gritted his teeth, unwilling and daring to reveal the name of his sweetheart.
The fair-skinned boy's face was flushed with shame, and there were still two tears in the corners of his eyes (tickled by the tickling). He was angry and angrily staring at his roommate, but his appearance made others mischievous. Desires intensified.
A roommate said, "Don't be shy, Xiang Gu! I see, did you copy Teacher Cang's teaching film from Chen Ziran? He is a famous film king in our dormitory!"
Xiang Guess did not understand: "Teacher Cang's teaching film?"
"..." The roommate exclaimed, "No way! What planet did you land from, the little prince, doesn't even the most famous teacher Cang on earth know?"
The roommate said a few familiar names again, but only in exchange for Xiang Guai's increasingly dazed expression.
However, Xiang Guai's IQ was still online. Seeing other roommates screaming, he immediately realized the true "professions" of those "teachers".
He rescued himself from his roommate with difficulty, turned around and ran to the bathroom, he swooped in, locked the door, and blocked the door with all his strength, so that the group of uncivilized orangutans could not see his face Sheets soaked in the tub.
With his back to the door, he retorted loudly: "I haven't seen Huang... Huang..., what's so strange about this!"
The roommate's voice came from outside the door: "Little prince, don't be ashamed to admit it, which man in this world doesn't like good-looking big-breasted beauties?"
"..." Xiang Guai stared at the sheet that was still bubbling in the washbasin, thinking, I don't like it.
At this moment, Xiang Guai realized later that I was different from others.
They're after girls and I'm gay.
They like good-looking people, and I'm obsessed with a voice I've never met.
It turned out that compared with them, I was out of place.
At such a "critical" moment, Xiang Guess lost his mind inexplicably.
His thoughts drifted and drifted, and it actually drifted to "The Little Prince" that he had just watched before going to bed.
The little prince met the snake and asked where the snake was, because he felt lonely.
The snake said, "But there will be loneliness in the crowd."
Xiang guess, it seems, I am lonely too.
…
This morning, Xiang Guai was blocked by his roommates in the washroom, with only a basin of sheets waiting to be washed in front of him.
Today he still does not understand the little prince.
However, he understood snakes.
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A day in Silicon Valley starts with a busy day.
Tan Yiming had breakfast, went downstairs to meet the other candidates, and then took the bus to the Rainstorm Company.
On the bus, nearly seventy candidates from six countries gathered together, all looking at each other.
Tan Yiming was surrounded by compatriots who spoke Chinese.
The business distribution circle in China is not big or small. Those who can get the official quota and step into the door of the storm company are basically the famous "male number one" in the industry.
The ten people are all familiar faces. They have cooperated before. After meeting, they talked and laughed, and they quickly became one.
This one said: "Oh my English is not good enough, don't show your timidity for a while."
The one said, "I'll take it as a public-funded trip, go out for a spin, and buy a bag and a few bottles of skin care products for my wife."
No matter how many dark tides are hidden below, at least they are good brothers on the surface, a group of harmony.
Compared with others, Tan Yiming is the most out of place.
He looks very young, with a temperament between the students and the working party. He speaks very fluent English, not only can he understand the materials sent down without barriers, but he can also communicate with the staff smoothly.
The most important thing is that he is a raw face, not one of the "ten people", which means that...
Sitting next to Tan Yiming was a man in his early thirties, slightly fat, but with a deep and magnetic voice. He took the initiative to reach out to Tan Yiming and asked with a smile, "Little brother, my name is Xiao Qing, from Zeng Yinan Studio. Which company are you from, and why haven't I seen you before?"
"It turns out that you are Teacher Xiao, and you have long admired your name." Tan Yiming held the man's hand and shook it up and down.
Xiao Qing is a well-known senior in the industry. He is not only the queen dubbing of a Hong Kong actor, but also has played in many big Hollywood productions.
Fortunately, Tan Yiming's psychological quality is very strong, he did not feel nervous because of the strong opponent, but aroused his competitive spirit.
"I don't have a company." Tan Yiming said, "I got a recommendation letter from Ms. Ikeda, the head of the animation department."
"Oh..." Xiao Qing smiled meaningfully, and whether it was true or false, he said, "It's amazing."
Tan Yiming nodded: "Well, I'm really amazing."
"… "
…
The three-day closed assessment was fully scheduled, and not a second was wasted.
On the morning of the first day, they first visited several major departments of the Rainstorm Company, and then met with the main game plan and main beauty of "Q".
In the afternoon, everyone turned in their mobile phones, watched the game demo of "Q" in the conference room, and received detailed background introductions according to different characters.
The character setting is full of two pages, and even the family members of the protagonist are covered.
Wang Qiang, a thirty-two-year-old Chinese soldier, was a fighter pilot turned astronaut. When landing on Mars, he accidentally encountered a Martian storm, which eventually led to the failure of the landing and was left in outer space. When he finally returned to the earth after all the hard work, he found that hundreds of years had passed, the earth was devastated, the people he once loved had already turned into ashes, and all he could do was to take up arms and fight with those who occupy the earth. Fight against evil alien creatures.
Wang Qiang is good at operating all means of transportation. Because he has been exposed to cosmic radiation, his body has been tempered and he can tear the armor with his bare hands.
"Where are the Chinese astronauts, obviously the 'Captain of China'." I don't know who complained.
There are only eight lines that need to be auditioned, and they must be matched in Chinese and English respectively. Among these eight lines, there are panic, grief, and resoluteness.
The auditions for Japan, the United States and France are scheduled for the morning of the second day, and the auditions for China, Russia and West are scheduled for the afternoon of the second day. Each person has only ten minutes of presentation time, and there are two recording opportunities within ten minutes. The final results will be announced early in the morning.
The schedule was so tight, but Tan Yiming didn't feel any nervousness.
He has already stood here, so he will not allow himself to think about the way out.