Rebirth of the National Male God

Seeing that the expressions of the people behind the glass window were more entangled than her own, she laughed, "I like acting, I like singing, I like being loved by fans, and I like being followed by people on the stage."

Grandma Yu was stunned.

They didn't expect Si Huang to say this, and said it directly and calmly.

"I love it all, so I'll do it, no matter how much effort it takes."

Grandma Yu's eyes widened, "You mean to be a Sanqi star?"

Sihuang shook his head.

Grandma Yu and the others showed puzzled expressions.

Sihuang: "International superstar."

Grandma Yu and several others were stunned again.

It's not that they never thought that Si Huang would embark on the path of becoming an international superstar, but they didn't expect that she would say it with such a calm smile.

The young man across from the glass was smiling, his flawless face looked a little immature, and his bright eyes did not hide his inner ambition. This ambition was not crazy paranoia, but filled with enthusiasm and hope, as if this For her, the goal is not a delusion to pursue, but a bright road that she will walk up to sooner or later.

"Have you really thought about it?" Grandma Yu looked into her eyes, and the original advice and hesitation disappeared. "Now you not only have to act, but also go to school. It is not easy to keep up with the courses at Jinghua University."

Sihuang said humorously, "Grandma, I'm still very young."

Grandma Yu was startled, then laughed happily, "Yes! Little Phoenix is ​​still very young, and the road is still long! Young people should be motivated and have goals! I believe in Little Phoenix!"

After a moment of silence on the campus of Huaxing Art School, countless girls shouted: "We also believe in Your Majesty!" Not only girls, but even most boys have long been conquered by Sihuang, and they are envious of her at the same time , will no longer look at her with colored eyes and hostility. In their hearts, they were convinced by Si Huang for a long time. When they heard her remarks, maybe they were too arrogant to complain, but they already agreed that she would succeed.

No one understands Si Huang's strength and personality better than them from Huaxing Art School. It's not been in vain to get along for more than half a month.

"Grandpa!" Zhang Nianmeng shouted from outside the studio.

Feaine saw that several old people did not stop her, so she went to open the door.

As soon as Zhang Nianmeng came in, he first glanced at Si Huang behind the glass, greeted Grandma Yu and his wife, and then said, "Grandpa, the students are all absent from school again."

"What's the matter?" The vice-principal frowned.

Zhang Nianmeng glanced at a button on his hand, "You haven't turned on the radio yet. When everyone hears His Majesty's singing, how can they be at ease in class."

The vice-principal was startled, Grandma Yu and Tie Lao also looked over, and saw that the radio button beside the vice-principal turned on.

"This... accident, accident!" The vice-principal hurriedly turned off the broadcast, thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he accidentally bumped into something.

Grandma Yu was too lazy to care about him.

The lyrics were written by the deputy principal, and the music was written by Grandma Yu. With their two veterans, no one dared to steal their achievements even if they were heard.

It's just that what Si Huang said today, I don't know if it will be used by people with intentions to make articles.

Speaking of caring people, there are really two in Huaxing Art School now.

In the green park of Huaxing Art School, Jiang Yajing sat on a bench, as if she had not recovered.

Zhou Jian was standing beside her, "He really dares to say that the international superstar is just an idol with a little popularity."

Jiang Yajing returned to her senses when she heard the words, and whispered softly, "I think he can do it." After speaking, her expression was a little lonely.

She thought she was brave enough, but after hearing Si Huang's singing and words, she realized that she was not brave enough, at least she didn't dare to say that she would become an international superstar. It is clear that her inner thoughts are the same as that of Si Huang. She is eager to get the love of more fans and to be remembered by more people. For this, she can go forward, but she dare not say these words.

"Ya Jing, what's wrong with you recently, always standing on Si Huang's side?" Zhou Jian said dissatisfied.

Jiang Yajing raised her head and looked directly at his dissatisfied eyes, "Because I don't think he's wrong, but it's Brother Zhou. You keep talking bad about Si Huang. Talking bad about people behind your back is the most disrespectful behavior."

Zhou Jian froze. He didn't expect Jiang Yajing to say something like this, "You...you were also deceived by Si Huang! I clearly told you to be careful of him!" He was still trying to distort Jiang Yajing's thoughts.

Jiang Yajing shook her head, "Brother Zhou, I think Si Huang is a gentle person. If you don't take the initiative to provoke him, then Brother Zhou, don't go to Si Huang again, okay?"

Zhou Jian didn't speak. On the surface, he didn't agree with Jiang Yajing, but his heart was already shaken: If you don't provoke him now, will he not deal with himself? What's more, the president is clearly not optimistic about this eldest son!

His cell phone had already been recorded, and he originally planned to spread Si Huang's words, but under Jiang Yajing's gaze, he didn't move.

In the garage of Huaxing Art School, Zhuang Jin leaned against the body of the white car and threw the butt of his cigarette into a trash can not far away.

He took a deep breath and pulled his phone out of his pants pocket.

in the recording studio.

Si Huang received a reminder from his mobile phone text message.

Seeing that Grandma Yu and the others were chatting happily, she took out her mobile phone and looked at it.

(Information) Zhuang Jin: I am in Huaxing Art School.

Ordinary young people will be startled when they see the content of this message.

Si Huang's reaction was mediocre, and he had even guessed Zhuang Jin's next move.

Sure enough, she didn't need her reply, and the next message came again: You sang beautifully, but unfortunately you are inconvenient today and can't have a good chat with you.

Si Huang still didn't reply to the text message, and his mind turned: Maybe Zhuang Jin has already thought that I am nervous and tangled?

The other party didn't seem to mind her behavior of not replying, and the third text message followed.

(Information) Zhuang Jin: There is a concert at 8 o'clock tomorrow night. I have tickets. How about going to see it together?

Sihuang replied with one word: OK.

After the message was successfully sent, she put the phone back in her pocket.