I Have A Space For Planting

Chapter 86, Make trouble

When I came to S Film and Television, watching the youthful and energetic young men and women, walking around the campus during class break, a look of envy flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes.

He didn't go to college, and he even only attended half of high school. On the one hand, he couldn't keep up with the progress of his studies. In addition, something happened at home, so he simply dropped out of school.

He has washed dishes and vegetables in restaurants, served as a waiter who served tea and poured water, distributed flyers, delivered couriers and delivered takeaways. Zhang Cheng has done a lot of work. Later, he went to a screw factory to turn screws to be more stable.

So seeing these college students who can learn and succeed, they naturally have some emotions in them.

If he could be a little smarter, would he also go to a university?

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng shook his head and smiled, and did not continue to think deeply about such an impossible thing.

I found Professor Wang Liwang, and received some scripts from him during the script solicitation activity during this period.

Zhang Cheng found a vacant classroom and began to read these scripts.

Trying to get gold out of it.

Unfortunately, among the dozen or so scripts, there is nothing worthy of attention.

At least like 'Rebirth', there are no interesting scripts.

This made Zhang Cheng a little disappointed. Looking at the time, it was noon, so he simply went to the school cafeteria to make do with it.

In all fairness, although this is a school cafeteria, the food can still be cooked.

Not only are they rich in variety, they try their best to be clean and hygienic, and the taste is not unpleasant.

The key is that the price is also quite cheap.

Zhang Cheng was bored, so he did a calculation in his heart. A student with an average appetite for three meals a day in the cafeteria might not be able to spend 600 yuan a month.

It's still good to eat.

It can also be seen from this that S TV is not the kind of garbage school that treats students like pigs.

After all, in some places, a small on-campus supermarket can cost hundreds of thousands or even millions of contracting fees, which is really eye-opening. And where did that money come from? It won't fall from the sky anyway.

But even so, if these contracting costs can be used to give some benefits to teachers, even half or one third, then it's fine. After all, this is somewhat of a backfeed.

But it is a pity that these fees are often 'disappeared for no reason'.

It's not even a bad thing, after all, it's just a loss of money.

The most fearful thing is that some schools use students who have not experienced social tempering and do not know the sinister hearts of people as resources. do all kinds of things. That's what really makes me tremble and chill.

Stop thinking wildly, Zhang Cheng eats in a big mouth, he can't control these things, and he can't control them.

At most, when I encounter it, I complain a few words, and no matter how much I encounter it, I just forward the relevant information and spread it out.

After all, when a thing spreads widely enough, it can always be known to those who can solve related problems... right?

After lunch, Zhang Cheng thought about finding a classroom to listen to the class. The 'smile' he heard last time made Zhang Cheng feel very interesting.

Two in the afternoon.

Zhang Cheng went into an amphitheater, but after looking at the students in the back row, the front row was sparse, and there were still a lot of vacant seats, so he could only find a less conspicuous place in the front row. sit down.

Soon the music bell rang for the class, and a forty-something woman walked in.

She glanced at Zhang Cheng and didn't pay much attention to it. After all, there are occasionally people in the school who come to watch, as long as they don't make trouble.

"Let's talk about it today, cry."

Zhang Cheng heard it, huh? What a coincidence. Last time I heard a smile, this time I cried.

Crying is divided into bitter cry, big cry, angry cry, happy cry, mourning, weeping, howling, dry crying, mournful crying, startled crying, etc.

Every cry is slightly different.

Especially when performing, you need to grasp the scale.

You can't cry with a sad face when the character you play is happy, and you can't cry briskly and lively when the character is sad.

Zhang Cheng was very interested in listening to this professor's class.

In the past, learning was to cope with my parents and myself, but now learning is to know more things and produce happiness.

Sure enough, that proves the old saying, interest is the best teacher for learning.

And after this class ended, Zhang Cheng checked the time, it was past four o'clock, he didn't want to listen to another class, he hurriedly left the campus and returned to Xiangxiang's residence.

I haven't seen you for a few days, and I miss you very much.

At six o'clock in the evening, Xiangxiang jumped home.

Since she started filming TV dramas, Xiangxiang seems to have found the meaning of life.

Looking at the little clips, the plot, and the joys and sorrows of the characters in the play made her feel happy.

After all, in the past, she was just an ordinary woman. Although she was a bit beautiful, there were too many women who were more beautiful than her. Now, she is called Sister Chen, Ms. Chen, and Teacher Chen.

"Yo? Are you so happy?" Zhang Cheng asked in surprise.

Xiangxiang smiled: "Yes, today's shooting went well."

After changing her shoes and coat, Xiangxiang shrank directly into Zhang Cheng's arms, her little head arched.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Cheng was a little surprised, so attached to him.

"Hey, nothing." Xiangxiang said. Everything she has now is given by the man in front of her. This made Xiangxiang extremely grateful and admired Zhang Cheng.

Seeing this, Zhang Cheng blinked and didn't quite understand what happened to Xiangxiang, but it seemed that there was nothing wrong, so he stretched out his arms to hug Xiangxiang and happily continued watching the live broadcast.

Almost all movies and TV dramas pull the hips.

As for the movie, it is better to watch it in the cinema. So I just watched the live broadcast to pass the boredom~www.novelmt.com~ Especially Zhang Cheng is watching now, he is a game anchor. Playing Xiahou Dun, the side tank hero, the thief six.

Zhang Cheng couldn't help but come up with the idea of ​​practicing Xiahou Dun.

After all, if you play with Cheng Yaojin as a hero, there will be times when you get bored.

At 7 o'clock, Sister Zhang prepared the meal.

Millet porridge, one plate of fried vegetables, one plate of chives and pork, one plate of cucumber scrambled eggs. A simple three-vegetable combination. Plus the main food steamed buns.

Enjoyed dinner.

Moreover, last night was really messed up, but Zhang Cheng was not in a hurry. After watching the live broadcast with Xiangxiang for a while, he returned to the bedroom with a smile and hugged Xiangxiang.

If you have tried wild, naturally you have to use warmth to reconcile it.

It's like after eating meat, you will think about eating some vegetarian food to relieve your tiredness.

What's more, the swift and violent has the refreshing refreshing, and the warm also has the taste of the warm. The taste of this also needs to be experienced by each individual.

The next day, Zhang Cheng woke up, and Xiangxiang had already gone out to monitor the TV series as usual, but it wouldn't be too long, at most ten days and a half months, Zhang Cheng could once again experience sleeping with his fragrant girlfriend until he woke up naturally.

And thinking of his girlfriend, Zhang Cheng scratched his chin. The boxing match of Zhao Shengnan, that silly woman, will be the day after tomorrow.

Did he think of some way to cheer on Zhao Shengnan?

Do it when you think of it. When Zhang Cheng is doing things for his girlfriend, his energy is almost full.

Immediately, he stood up, thought of a few plans, searched the Internet again, and finally settled on one of them.

I found hundreds of girls, each took two 2-liter empty Coke bottles, knocked them three times in a row, and then shouted together, 'Zhao Shengnan! come on! ’

Do you want this kind of momentum?