"This is today's lunch, you can take it home to eat, because you are an intern and you don't get paid today."
"Okay, thank you manager, I'll go now! I'll send you the shifts I can work in later."
Ling Wenxiao greeted the manager and left to go home.
The coffee shop is very close to where Ling Wenxiao lives. Fifteen minutes away, Ling Wenxiao walked to his home. All the previous express delivery was delivered to his door. It was another hard work to unpack the express delivery and put it on the
In the kitchen, I just used the microwave to heat up the lunch I just got.
Lunch was good, including sandwiches, small cakes, French fries, and oranges.
Ling Wenxiao quickly made a video call with He Qiyan to tell him the good news that he had found a job. The video call was not connected. Ling Wenxiao knew that He Qiyan was busy at work again.
Ling Wenxiao sent his time schedule to the manager according to the class schedule. He could work four hours in the evening on Wednesdays and Saturdays every week, and the manager directly agreed.
It seemed that he was too satisfied with Ling Wenxiao's performance. Ling Wenxiao quickly went to prepare the clothes to wear for tomorrow's report. On the first day, he should wear something more formal. Black is more conservative, so Ling Wenxiao found a black one.
The shirt is paired with black jeans, brown sneakers, and a backpack.
The student feeling comes out. Then I pack the prepared candies and snacks and take them to the door to avoid being too nervous and forgetting tomorrow.
After everything was prepared, Ling Wenxiao began to learn video editing online. This is something that is often used in artist studios. Daily business updates rely on these skills.
Simple editing is relatively simple, but the more complicated part is adding sounds and effects in post-production. If there are some stuck music effects, it will be more troublesome.
Ling Wenxiao watched a lot of bloggers' tutorials and mastered some entry-level abilities. If possible, Ling Wenxiao planned to cut some videos by himself and give them to his fan support club to let them know that he was doing well.
At six o'clock in the morning on Monday, Ling Wenxiao got up early to clean himself up. The first day of today was acting class and dance class. Ling Wenxiao combed his hair so that there were no strands at all.
Ling Wenxiao dressed up neatly, for fear that the teacher would be dissatisfied. Ling Wenxiao ate a lot for breakfast, and he exercised a lot for a while, so he had to eat more for fear that he would be hungry.
After changing his clothes and putting his schoolbag on his back, Ling Wenxiao looked back almost three times to make sure he had left nothing behind. After confirming several times, he finally locked the door and set off.
It took four subway stops to go to school. Ling Wenxiao mentally rehearsed the scene of meeting for a while in the car. He should maintain a warm smile when meeting, make himself friendlier, and blend in better with them.
Soon, Ling Wenxiao got out of the car. She straightened her clothes, walked to the school door and rang the doorbell. A woman who looked about fifty years old came out to greet her.
"Hello!"
"Hi, hello, my name is Ling Wenxiao, and I'm the student reporting here today."
"Oh~ great, nice to meet you, come in!"
Ling Wenxiao smiled and nodded, and followed the teacher into the teaching building. This teaching building was very large, and the elevator was very far from the door.
They walked to the third floor and entered the principal's office. The one who just sat on the principal's chair said: "Please sit down! Let's simply go through the enrollment registration. I am the principal here, you can call me Wendy."
"Okay, Wendy."
"This is an admission notice. You need to read it carefully. We will arrange all the next things based on the above content. Okay, let me take you to an acting class first! There is still half an hour, you
You need to fully understand it.”
"Okay, no problem." Ling Wenxiao gave Wendy the candy he had prepared in advance, and Wendy expressed her happiness.
Ling Wenxiao followed Wendy to the acting class. There were already two or three people in the classroom. After Ling Wenxiao entered, he planned to wait for the teacher to announce before introducing himself, otherwise it would be very embarrassing to come in one by one.
There are small classes here, with a total of six students including Ling Wenxiao. The teacher introduced Ling Wenxiao enthusiastically, and Ling Wenxiao quickly took the candies out of the bag and distributed them to everyone.
"Thank you~"
"It's okay, you're welcome. I'm glad to be my classmates."
The class started. First, we watched a video and interpreted it, and then we started to imitate the sounds of animals.
The classmates in the class were all foreigners, so they were very open-minded. Ling Wenxiao was not to be outdone, and he imitated them very closely.
The morning's classes passed quickly, and the cafeteria was the place Ling Wenxiao was most looking forward to right now.
Walking into the cafeteria, there are basically a lot of fast food, chicken nuggets, chicken popcorn, French fries, pasta, beef, and rice.
Ling Wenxiao decisively chose rice. It was really uncomfortable not to eat carbohydrates these days.
Ling Wenxiao ate heartily. Of course, as the teacher said, she observed the classmates around her and guessed their personalities and habits.
After finishing the meal, there was still an hour before the afternoon class. Ling Wenxiao looked at his phone. He Qiyan had not contacted her for a day and was busy writing something again.
Ling Wenxiao went for a walk in the park and took some material to use in his own edited videos.
The dance class started, and it started with simple leg presses. Ling Wenxiao nervously raised his legs and put them on the railing. It was surprisingly easy. It seemed that the softness of his body would never disappear.
Ling Wenxiao was more relieved. This time there was no need for scary dance training. However, Ling Wenxiao thought too early. The next step was to formally teach dance. These movements were all in Ling Wenxiao's mind, but when
When she danced seriously, her style was very strange.
Ling Wenxiao looked at his funny self in the mirror and couldn't help but snicker. Ling Wenxiao looked at his other classmates, and they seemed to have just learned, and they were not very flexible.
After a class that lasted two and a half hours, Ling Wenxiao was very exhausted. Ling Wenxiao slumped down on the ground and relaxed for a while.
The classmates all left one after another, and Ling Wenxiao also started packing his schoolbags. Then the dean came over and asked: "How was it? My dear, do you feel good?"
“I think it’s pretty good, very fresh and energetic.”
"That's good. If you have any questions, remember to contact me."
"No problem, principal, I will do it. You should go back and rest quickly!"
"great, see you tomorrow."
"I'll see the dean tomorrow."
Ling Wenxiao packed up his schoolbag and took the subway home again. Seeing that people on the bus were carrying books, Ling Wenxiao also realized that he should also buy a book so that he could read it when he was free.
After arriving home, Ling Wenxiao couldn't help but call He Qiyan. After getting through, he immediately asked: "Brother Yan, are you so busy? Why haven't you contacted me yet?"
"Well, I just finished the meeting. It's the end of the year now! There will be more activities to prepare for. I was just discussing the work arrangements of the artists."
"Okay, I understand. Have you eaten yet? It's already midnight in China."
"We're home. The rice noodles made by Mi Zhu are quite delicious. I think they can compete with the crayfish you ate that day."
"Mi Zhu is really awesome, so get ready to rest! It's so late, and I have to get ready to study."
"Okay, then we'll contact you tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Ling Wenxiao began to edit the material taken today, and added some animation. It was just some simple work, and it took him an hour to study. Ling Wenxiao rubbed his sore shoulders and looked again.
There was an open acting course and I studied it carefully.
There were many courses. Ling Wenxiao took a lot of snacks as if he were watching a TV series. He ate, watched and chatted, and wrote down his understanding in the notebook.
The day goes by so fast, and it feels like I haven’t done anything. The day is already over.
Ling Wenxiao lay on the bed and turned on the starry sky lamp above. It was beautiful, but it also felt very lonely.
Ling Wenxiao turned over and fell asleep immediately without turning off the light.
The next morning, Ling Wenxiao hurriedly found another outfit to match, changed into a pair of more comfortable sneakers, and put the food in Tathagata to prepare for a new day.
When I got to school, I went to the cafeteria to have breakfast first. I came a little early and didn't have time to make breakfast for myself.
In the cafeteria, I ran into the teacher who took the acting class yesterday. I said hello briefly and started eating again.
Today's class was a dance class and a vocal class. Ling Wenxiao immediately started to press his legs when he arrived in the classroom. The simplicity of the leg press gave Ling Wenxiao a lot of sense of accomplishment.
After the teacher arrived, after warming up, he started to call the names and dance yesterday's dance. Ling Wenxiao instantly lost his hair. What, there are still exams?
Ling Wenxiao roared in his heart.
"Okay, I'll draw lots randomly! I'll draw three people, and whoever I draw will jump up."
Ling Wenxiao held his breath. He really wished it wasn't him. He had no memory of yesterday's dance at all. He really didn't understand anything.
Ling Wenxiao looked at the classmates around him with his peripheral vision. They seemed to be calm. Ling Wenxiao became even more panicked.
I could only pray in my heart: "Don't be me, don't be me, please."
Ling Wenxiao's expression may have said everything. His face was panicked and his eyes were wandering. This was the person the teacher wanted to find. Ling Wenxiao quickly stood up straight and tried to show that he was not nervous at all.
But what is supposed to come will always come. Ling Wenxiao was so lucky to be on stage. In fact, if he danced poorly, no one would bother with these things.
Ling Wenxiao had no choice but to go on stage and started dancing for his classmates. His limbs were stiff and his movements were inconsistent, which was in sharp contrast with the two classmates around him. The teacher said seriously: "The other students are also just new students."
I’m learning dance, why aren’t you familiar with it?” This chapter has been completed!