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Chapter 22 On the spot to play?

Liu Tianyi was waiting for this to say, striking the iron while the iron was hot: "We have an agreement!"

After hanging up the phone, he breathed a long sigh of relief and murmured to himself: "Su Ze, I can only help you so much. The rest is all up to you."

"Hello, aunt, my name is Hu Lei." Seeing Hu Lei's sweet and cute appearance, Su Ze rolled his eyes, your acting skills are good!

"Okay, okay, you will all be classmates from now on." Qin Jinfeng took Hu Lei's hand and said kindly: "Please take care of me."

He drove Hu Lei and his family to the hotel, and then they had dinner and chatted together. Hu's father was a TV station executive after all, and Su Ze was stunned by many so-called insiders.

Over the next three days, other people arrived one after another. Everyone followed the tour guide to get familiar with the area around the opera, and finally took a group photo together.

Tomorrow is the 20th, and the decision of fate has finally arrived!

"Why should I take the exam on the second day!" Zhao Yuncheng looked at the admission ticket and said with sadness and anger on his face: "Why do you all take the exam on the first day?"

"This is life!" Han Fei said with rare humor: "Do you understand the issue of appearance?"

"You!" Zhao Yunfei wanted to hit someone. If he hadn't given up on taking the acting department, he would have had fists as big as sandbags.

"How great is the second day? How about we switch?" Jiang Jie complained: "Maybe there will be real inside information after Su Ze finishes the exam on the first day."

"Huh?" Zhao Yuncheng was stunned, slapped his thigh fiercely, and said excitedly: "That's right!"

He hugged Su Ze and said loudly: "It's all up to you!"

Su Ze was speechless when he saw Song Ping smiling. He, Hu Lei and Jiang Jie all took the first day of the test, while Zhao Yuncheng and Song Ping were assigned to the second day. As for Han Fei?

traitor!

On the fateful day of January 20th, everyone arrived at the Central Theater early. There was already a sea of ​​people around, and countless art candidates and parents were eagerly looking forward to it.

"What are you doing here?" Hu Lei saw Zhao Yuncheng and Song Ping following him, and said angrily: "You have nothing to do with me today!"

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Yuncheng straightened his back and said loudly: "Can't you cheer for our good brother?"

After speaking, he patted Su Ze's shoulder hard and encouraged: "I'm optimistic about you!"

Everyone rolled their eyes, including Han Fei, who couldn't help but secretly complained: "Do you think you are optimistic about Su Ze?"

Can you please give me some face?

"The person who just called you with your admission ticket number should go to classroom two!"

"Get in line in order!"

"do not make noise!"

At nine-thirty, a staff member started calling the exam number. Su Ze took a deep breath and said to Qin Jinfeng: "Mom, I'm in."

"Come on, son!" Even Qin Jinfeng, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, couldn't help but feel excited. This was the key to determining the fate of her precious son.

Su Ze nodded and said to Hu Lei and Jiang Jie: "Let's work hard together!"

Seeing Su Ze walk into the examination room, Hu Lei looked nervous and kept muttering: "No problem! Absolutely no problem!"

Han Fei looked at the retreating figure and couldn't help but secretly say "Come on."

Although he is an opponent, Su Ze's strength has long been recognized by himself from the bottom of his heart. What do you mean?

It's not your friends who really know you, but your enemies!

Su Ze, I’m waiting for you at Zhongxi!

Following the instructions, Su Ze walked into the building and queued up to a classroom on the second floor. The corridor was full of people. Su Ze found that there were several examination rooms taking place at the same time?

Think about it, there are more than 30,000 people competing for 200 places. Even if each candidate takes a two-minute test, it will take several days. It is worthy of being in the drama.

Looking around, although there were many people, no candidate dared to speak. Everyone was silent, some were nervous, some were chanting silently, some kept taking deep breaths, and some closed their eyes not knowing what to think...

Feeling the pressure of being there, Su Ze kept adjusting his breathing to calm his heart. He trained hard for a whole year and finally waited for the moment to witness the results.

"Ten of you enter the examination room!"

Su Ze, who was ranked sixth, walked into the examination room. There were three examiners sitting in the middle, two men and one woman. Their faces were calm and there was no emotion at all.

"Hello everyone, we are instructors of the Chinese Opera Performance Department, and today is the first day of the preliminary audition."

The male examiner in his early forties sitting in the middle said straight to the point: "No more nonsense. You should all know the process. The three-minute free recitation begins."

"Introduce yourself first, including your admission ticket number, name, and the title of your recitation work."

"Start now from left to right!"

Su Ze saw the first candidate step forward, loudly announced his name and number, and started performing directly?

"Well, that's it!"

Unexpectedly, after just a few sentences, the female examiner on the right interrupted directly, wrote something on the paper with a pen, and casually said: "Next!"

The examinee was stunned for a moment, then turned pale. He wanted to say something but didn't dare, so he could only retreat to where he was.

"Next!"

"Okay, next one!"

"Stop, tell me your test number and name first, don't be nervous!"

"Well, next one!"

Su Ze shook his head secretly. The skills of the first few candidates were very average. Most of them couldn't speak clearly and couldn't even distinguish their lines. There was even a girl who couldn't even speak her name?

"Next!" Hearing him being called, Su Ze stepped forward with a smile on his face and said confidently: "Hello, examiners, my name is Su Ze, and my admission ticket number is xxxxxx."

"The work recited today is Red Storm, written by Jin Shan!"

As soon as these words came out, the originally careless examiners were shocked for a moment, and they all stopped and looked at Su Ze. Experts will know if there is something wrong as soon as they make a move. Don't think that just hearing a few words in the first test can determine life or death?

For the Chinese opera examiners, the level of the candidates can be seen at a glance in just a few words without saying a few words!

"Brother workers, brother workers!"

Su Ze's anger sank into his Dantian, and he opened his chest and abdomen to resonate. He raised his hands high with an angry expression, and swept his eyes in front of him, as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at him. He said impassionedly: "Which one of you doesn't have a wife?"

"Which of you doesn't have a husband?"

He took a step forward, pointed at the female examiner with his finger, and said with stern eyes: "Her!"

"Yes, it's her!"

"She lost her husband. Her husband was murdered by Director Wei's father!"

The three examiners couldn't help but look at each other, and they all saw surprise in each other's eyes. Good guy, you've got a head start!

Especially the female examiner, who instinctively showed a sad and angry emotion, and actually helped the candidates in the examination room?


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