Chapter 51: Fight for the male god

"Si Huang, your cell phone is ringing."
Yu Ling brought the milk tea on the table in front of Si Huang, and looked at the vibrating mobile phone.
"Eat first." Si Huang smiled and picked up the milk tea.
At noon, I ate sandwiches and fruit salads from the cafeteria of Huaxing Art School, as well as small cakes and fresh-made biscuits from the cafeteria.
Si Huang was eating, Yuene walked in from the outside, and when he opened the door, he could hear messy screams, and disappeared when the door closed.
Yuen put a few handbags in her hands on the sofa, sweating a little on her forehead, "Isn’t it said that the girls in art school are more gentle?" They all said that they would not accept gifts, and they just stuffed them in one by one. Just pick off your clothes if you help, how reserved is the girl? What about cute and cute?
"Brother, drink water." Yu Ling smiled and handed him a cup of milk tea.
Yuene shook his head, "Give me mineral water." Then he looked at Si Huang and stopped talking.
Yu Ling changed him a glass of water, noticed his look, and asked with her eyes: What happened?
Yuen did not speak.
Si Huang had just eaten, Yu En and Yu Ling also put down their chopsticks.
"Si Huang, do you have the Internet?" Yuen asked.
"Huh? Yes."
As soon as Yuen saw her calm look, she knew that she must have known it, not to go around, "Now the Huaxing Art School is all over."
"What's up with us?" Si Huang wiped the corners of his mouth, then picked up the phone that was ringing again, cast a look at Brother Yuen, and answered the phone.
After the call was connected, there was no immediate speech, only heavy breathing, like a volcano about to erupt.
"What's the matter?" Si Huang asked actively.
"Did you do Si Hua's business?" It was so sharp that there was no room for relaxation.
Si Huang let out a "ha" and laughed happily, "I saw it. He had a great time yesterday."
"I asked if you did it!"
"No." Si Huang leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, even his eyes were stained with a smile.
"Don't try to lie to me! If you did it, I will know if you ask Si Hua!"
"If you believe him or not, why do you still ask me?" Si Huang was not angry, "This picture today is not Si Hua, it will be me."
"Si Huang, I have already said that no matter what resentment you have in your heart, I am your father, and you must listen to me! If you come back obediently today, I will forgive you this time! If you are still so stubborn, I will let you know that you can do nothing by yourself! No child can deal with his own Lao Tzu! Do you understand?"
"I understand." The smile on Si Huang's mouth was even brighter, "Just Si Zhihan, don't underestimate me, I also shed your blood."
This hurts the phone to hang up.
At Fenghua Entertainment, Si Zhihan frowned and looked at the phone recording. Useless! Si Huang denied it, but he didn't expose it at all!
In Huaxing Art School, Si Huang stood up and asked Yu En, "What is your work in the afternoon?"
Yuen replied: "Taking photos of life."
"Let's go." When Si Huang walked halfway, he stopped and said to the two of them: "If someone asks about Si Hua, you just keep silent."
The two brothers and sisters nodded.
"Brother, Si Huang seems to be in a good mood." Yu Ling said quietly.
Yuen: "I can see it." After a pause, "I always feel that something big is going to happen."

Huaxing Art School has many shooting scenes. The third floor of No. 1 Teaching Building is a variety of indoor scenes for art school students to learn and train acting skills.
In a house with two bedrooms and one living room in a modern and simple style, Yang must first check the positions of the staff and wait for Si Huang to appear after confirming that there is no problem.
The door of the temporary changing room opened, and Si Huang, who put on the RB home clothes, walked out.
Everyone turned to look around.
The off-white cotton long-sleeved shirt is still the fresh and luxurious style of RB this year. It looks clean and simple at first glance. In fact, there are subtle silver embroidery on the clothes, which wins from the details. Below is a pair of light gray loose trousers, dragged slightly to the trousers, under the feet are light blue and white overlapping plaid slippers.
She walked out slowly, as if she was really in her own home, her hair was a little loose and messy, making the whole person more lazy and soft.
"Have you ever filmed an endorsement before?" Yang Bi first nodded in satisfaction and asked softly.
Si Huangdao: "No, but I have checked the information."
Yang Bixian: "Take out your previous self-confidence, treat this as your home, and do whatever you need to do. The photographer will take pictures by yourself. If you need to do anything in the middle, just follow the photographer's instruction."
Si Huang nodded, indicating that he was fine.
Yang Bixian: "Let's start."
When the lights were turned on and the lens was focused, everyone found that Si Huang's aura had changed again.
In the morning, the arrogant yuppie bully on basketball turns into a lazy and elegant home warmer.
She seemed to have just woke up, walking slowly and leisurely, rubbing her hair casually with her hands, half-squinted eyes and hazy water swaying in it, lazily glanced at the photographer, and the other party immediately took it in a daze. One capture freeze frame. After a while, the person in the camera has moved to the open kitchen.
She took the coffee beans in the glass cabinet, freshly brewed coffee in an orderly manner, beautiful fingers and the coffee machine set off each other, half of her body leaned against the cabinet, lazy, bright red lips outlined a shallow smile, Eyes drooped and stared at the work in hand.
A special atmosphere called serenity lingers around her. As long as you watch her, even the flow of time seems to become slow, happy and relaxed, and feel that every morning is very beautiful.
Freshly brewing coffee should be a boring process, but it was pleasing to the eye when Si Huang made it. No one wanted to urge her, but seriously experienced the tranquility she created at this moment.
She personally selected a pure white porcelain cup, washed it and wiped it out before it was half full, and walked to the living room with one hand.
At this time, she seemed to be more awake, but she still showed the ease of being at home. She casually took a magazine on the coffee table, took off her slippers and sat cross-legged on the sofa with the magazine on her lap, looking down. When the temperature of the coffee in her hand lowered, she turned her eyes slightly and took a sip at the edge of the cup.
In the heat, the exquisite eyebrows stretched softly, from the tips of the eyes to the end of the eyebrows, there was a smile of enjoyment. The blushing lips became redder in contact with the heat, and the upward arc was both fresh and noble.
"Are there any special requirements?" The lazy young man exuding elegance on the sofa raised his head and asked gently in a low-melt voice.
Yang must first return to his senses and look at the photographer.
The photographer looked at the finished product several times and exclaimed: "No problem! You can change clothes!"
If it weren't for the reminder from Si Huang, perhaps they would continue to stay in this scene, forgetting that this is not a movie, but a product promotion and a plane photo.
Si Huang walked from the sofa to the changing room, and walked out again in about four or five minutes. He was wearing the latest RB model that has not yet been released this season, a white T-shirt with a big picture, a middle-layer blue shirt, and a dark green knit outside. Jacket, underneath the nine-point folded jeans, revealing half of the ankle, with RB casual shoes.
Yang Bixian: "First come a few pictures in the house, and then go outside. By the way," he remembered something and said to Si Huang: "I originally wanted to show love in the last scene, but it would be better to highlight the signs in the middle. Si Huang, can you show the feeling of having a favorite girlfriend by your side? Even if she doesn't exist."
"You can try." Si Huang didn't say anything.
Yang must nod first.
The shooting scene was surrounded by many men and women. The innermost layer was filled with girls. They all lay in front of the window and stared at the performance of Si Huang inside. Due to the closure of the house, it was impossible to hear Yang Bixian and Si Huang's conversation clearly. But with Si Huang's next performance, some smart girls guessed it, and there was a scream--
"Obviously, we have so many women here, why do you have to show your majesty to the air! It's so bad!"
"Yes, didn't you let other boys play in the previous game? Didn't you look down on people?"
"Ah-I really want your Majesty to see that it is me, not to act as a female pig's foot, but to be your Majesty's pet! I don't mind the background wall!"
"... Are you sure you are going up, and you won't throw Si Huang down and add trouble to him?" A sour male voice came out, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Many girls turned their heads and stared at the direction of the voice, but they could not find the existence of the boy, and snorted proudly in their hearts: Gee! Deserve it!
Although Si Huang didn't say enough, her performance still made Yang Bixian and the photographer unable to find any flaws.
This kind of worry-free feeling really makes people happy and helpless. Your performance is so good that the photographer has no sense of accomplishment, okay? And it's a bit stressful! People act so amazing in front of him. If he shoots people and he is not perfect yet, how can he be mixed in the photography circle?
The simple living room is home to Si Huang's charm.
The teenager leaned on the sofa, raised his gaze and looked at the direction of the camera and the camera. His eyes were bright and clear, with a hint of enthusiasm and smile, his vermilion lips were slightly opened, and the corners of his mouth had a natural upward curvature. As if calling someone softly, telling something gently.
Her feelings were not unrestrained and full of enthusiasm, but it was just right for people to feel, the youthful youthfulness and frankness, pure and beautiful, and the whole person glowed.
Then the boy picked up the magazine and lay down on the sofa with his slender and straight legs resting on the armrest of the love seat, his head resting on the cushion at the other end. This posture is laid back and relaxed, revealing her tall and good figure without a doubt. He had short black hair scattered, his face was whiter in the light, his eyes squinted with pleasure, a little mischievous smile, and one hand raised the magazine.
At that moment, everyone felt that there was a girl right next to her, who wanted to get the magazine, but was deliberately tricked by the teenager.
Yang Bi first looked at it carefully, and the smile on his face grew thicker.
He was extremely thankful that he had chosen Si Huang. This kid will be hot! He thought fiercely in his heart: and the fire was beyond his expectations!
The more popular Si Huang is in the future, the more benefits of RB will be. If he hadn't selected Si Huang at this time, he might not be able to invite Si Huang to endorse him if he paid several times the price in the future!
"The home photo is here." Yang must check the time of his watch first. "It's still class time, right? Si Huang changes his clothes and takes two photos in the classroom."

Yang Bixian’s decision made the girls onlookers excited. They were both obedient and cute and yelled,
Handsome guy is awesome,
he’s not bad, it’s no wonder that it’s quite wise to be a high-level RB. If you say, completely forget the previous complaints, the contrast made the boys speechless, and secretly said: You must not offend women!
Yang Bixian also couldn't laugh or cry for a while, facing a group of bright eyes staring at him, he murmured: "A class can't be all girls."
"Handsome guy, you look like me, it’s okay to cross a boy?" A fat girl with short hair and big glasses stood up and said proudly: "Usually I walk outside in my dad’s clothes. No one treats me like a girl! You see, I have worked hard like this, and I would be so uncaring if I don’t choose!"
Yang Bixian: "..."
In order to be in the same class with the male gods, do you fight like this, did your parents make it?
Yang Bixian's decision proves that he is actually caring.
Si Huang changed into a British college-style clothing. The light brown sweater with white lining is simple and elegant. The knit sweater has a layered diagonal diamond pattern, which adds a somewhat fashionable personality. The V-neckline shows the uninhibited and unruly youth of the youth. Charm, it looks more like a British gentleman, and the casual style is very suitable for students in school.
Her hair has also undergone simple care, using styling water to make the hair on the front of her forehead a non-exaggerated hairstyle, and she looks more energetic and refined.
The door of the classroom opened, and Si Huang was baptized with warm eyes as soon as he walked in.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Quiet!" The teacher on the podium patted the podium angrily.
Originally, this time was the time for classes at Huaxing Art School, but when Si Huang appeared one by one, the girls all skipped class, leading to the collapse of today's class.
At this time, the lecturer's eyes looked at Si Huang, just as they looked at the evil in the world.
Si Huang saw several familiar faces in the classroom. In addition to the Huo Yuzhi group of four, there was Director Liu’s daughter Liu Yan. Sitting next to him was the girl who lent him the script to read the script. He noticed the girl’s expectant look. Si Huang chuckled at her and nodded, indicating that he still remembered her.
Lu Ningning smiled with surprise.
"Are you all ready?" Yang Bi asked first.
Si Huang walked to the empty seat by the window and nodded.
Yang must first explain to others, "You only need to be a quiet background."
The girls nodded obediently, and the poor few boys looked different.
Although it was said that they should be used as a quiet background wall, everyone's eyes turned to Si Huang.
Yang must first worry that Si Huang will produce pressure under so much gaze, and affect his performance. Next Si Huang's performance proved to him that his worries were unnecessary.
Open windows, floating screens, bright sunshine, and young students shrouded in the sun. Half of his face was dazzled by the sun, his eyes fell on the playground outside the window, one hand turned the pen unconsciously, and his shallow smile revealed love and doting.
After freezing for a few seconds, the handsome young man suddenly frowned, his eyes flashed with anger, and his lips were tightened. The tight expression instantly dispelled the previous softness and became a stranger.
"boom--"
Everyone was taken aback.
Si Huang kicked his desk down.
"What are you doing!?" The teacher in front instinctively said.
Si Huang didn't answer the teacher's words, and pulled the collar of the shirt inside the sweater, revealing a beautiful neck and fair skin, and a little collarbone could be vaguely seen. She stepped on the desk that was kicked over in front of her with one foot bent, one foot straightened, her hands around her chest, and her chin raised, staring at the teacher coldly, exuding an uncomfortable anxious and cold aura.
This attitude is really arrogant and presumptuous, but it is so handsome!
"You...you give me out!" The teacher turned red slowly when he saw him, and pointed to the classroom door.
"Why do you let Your Majesty go out!" Huo Yuzhi suddenly stood up and shouted.
"That is, you are going out if you want to go out!" Bi Xiaotuo also shouted.
One by one took the lead, and the other girls also started to resist.
"I'm sorry." Before the unnecessary confusion occurred, Si Huang's voice sounded, "I have too much reaction."
Everyone looked at her.
The person who was still full of discomfort just now smiles, "There is an element of love in the promotional film. I use my imagination to play it out, which is causing you trouble."
"No! You did a good job." Yang Bi first came forward and said: "I can understand the picture you just wanted to express. The girl I like is in the playground. Is it too close to other boys halfway? That's why I was so angry." After talking about Yang Bi, he laughed, "Si Huang, have you really never been in a relationship?" How did all of this come to life?
The last gossip seduce everyone's attention.
Si Huang said calmly, "No."
The girl who heard the answer didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed.
Except for some small problems in the middle of this show, the teacher was a bit embarrassed at first, but Si Huang said that this was the teacher's true performance, and there was nothing wrong with it. The teacher went down the steps, and his attitude towards Si Huang also changed. At least he would no longer regard her as a scourge.
Time passed unconsciously, the sun was already half-down, and Si Huang's work had progressed to the final stage.
Originally, according to Si Huang's work efficiency, the last scene did not have to be delayed until now, but it was precisely because of Si Huang's efficiency and perfection that Yang Bixian couldn't help but strive for perfection.
It took an afternoon just for a set, this is still in the case of the voluntary help of Huaxing Art School students.
As a reward for the group of students who volunteered to help, with the consent of Si Huang, she will play a piano piece in the final scene.
On the stage, the bright and real rose flower setting of this season, the lights are projected down, and students are standing below. Obviously it was time for school, but no students left, one by one flocked to the underside of the temporarily arranged stage, crowded and very lively.
After Yang Bi saw it first, he felt that Si Huang's influence once again exceeded his imagination. Seeing that everything was ready, the assistant suddenly rushed over, "Mr. Yang is not good, there are many reporters outside, and they are coming here!"
Yang Bixian: "What's the matter? A brand endorsement needs them to be so active?"
"No." The assistant said anxiously: "It's something else. You have been busy with the promotional video today, so I don't know. Now the third generation 3P door of Hao II has gone crazy on the Internet!"
Yang Bi first looked up and saw the figures of the reporters in the distance, "I'll talk about it afterwards, stop them first! Tell them, if there is anything to be resolved after this filming is over!" Seeing the number of reporters, he exhorted: " Go to the Huaxing Art School and ask them to send some security guards over."
But the next scene made Yang Bi stunned, and found that his insurance operation was not needed at all.
A group of girls lined up in an organized way and stood in front of the reporters.
"Stop! Don't come closer! Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!" Huo Yuzhi said first.
"Children, we are here to do the interview, you first let me." A reporter said with a smile.
"Who is your little friend, don't think I don't know what you are here for! You want to bully your Majesty, have you asked us?" Huo Yuzhi not only refused, he held his head and took a step forward.
"Hehe, just your personality and attitude, don't even think about mixing in the entertainment circle in the future."
Huo Yuzhi immediately glared at the person who was speaking, "Who I thought it was, it turned out to be the'real entertainment' of the dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory! I'm not afraid of others who are afraid of you going crazy. I don't plan to do it anyway. Star, it’s enough to be your majesty’s Jinyiwei! Come and bite me if you have the ability!"
As soon as I heard that the speaker was a reporter from "True Entertainment", the other girls all showed disgust and rejection.
"Hehe, look, this is what kind of people have what kind of fans, the upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked!" The reporter of real entertainment turned his head and said with a smile to the assistant carrying the camera.
Huo Yuzhi became angry as soon as she heard it, and she held her with one hand, "Calm down, you will cause trouble to your Majesty." Lu Ningning looked at her seriously.
Huo Yuzhi saw the trio of Lu Ningning in front of him, and he hummed and stopped talking. In the past, the two combinations of them had no grievances or intersections, and they were a bit disgusting with each other-one was a mixed female group, and the other was a female academic tyrant group. However, not long ago, after learning that each other was Si Huang's loyal fan, the topic and feeling came, and the relationship between the two parties became closer.
Lu Ningning looked at Liu Yan.
The latter walked up to the reporters blankly, "This is Huaxing Art School, a place where our students receive education quietly. You broke in in groups without the school's consent. It was originally a rude and rude manner. Behavior. Don’t think that as a reporter, you can use language and art to insult and suppress other people at will. Don’t forget that we are in front of the camera, and you are the same. The audience is not a fool, so you won’t be confused about your real ugly faces, so don’t Too much influence on the appearance and atmosphere of society, so obediently be a role model for adults."
A group of reporters looked different.
Liu Yan's words sounded again, "Why are you here, we all know. If you want to interview, please quietly wait for the end of your Majesty's immediate work, this is the courtesy that people should have."
"Don't be polite to keep your mouth shut! Who doesn't know that you are mocking us! Can you talk nonsense because you are young? Your behavior now is disrespectful to us!" The reporter of True Entertainment retorted.
"Our courtesy is all to people." Zhou Xiaowen smiled cutely, but her eyes were full of disgust.
The real entertainment reporter was about to speak, Liu Yan took the lead, "Now stay here obediently, and don't disturb us watching your majesty's performance for us! Otherwise, you can try to unite you or us!"
The girls in line all stood up to respond to Liu Yan's words, staring at them fiercely, like knights who are not afraid of fighting.
A group of entertainment gossip reporters were stunned. It was the first time they met such a fan.
"You are all taken by Si Huang! You are simply crazy! This is the bad influence of Si Huang, let's see what the young people are now? Second! Rebellious! Aggressive!" The reporter of Real Entertainment Voice He said with a stern voice: "How can such a bad source continue to stay in the entertainment circle and appear on the screen? This is definitely a bad ethos! Ah!" A piece of instant noodles that did not know where he was thrown hit his head.
"You can't kill your dog mouth!"
"Fuck away! The one who should be kicked out of the entertainment industry most should be real entertainment, shameless, mouthful shit!"
"Get out! You are not welcome here!"
The scene became chaotic, and a group of reporters were even more surprised. Don’t most of the students who go to art schools just to develop in the entertainment industry? Their behavior will definitely have a bad impact on their future careers, but they did it without hesitation, and their emotions are getting more and more intense.
Fortunately, the scene did not develop to the point of being out of control, and was controlled by the school who arrived in time.
Under the adjustment of the school, the girls led by Huo Yuzhi and Lu Ningning no longer stopped reporters from entering the arena, but reporters were not allowed to disturb Si Huang's work. Any interviews must be done after Si Huang finished the performance.
A group of reporters who arrived in this way were deliberately isolated by the students in a clearing. Many of them were broadcast live. The scene they just experienced has already been seen by some audiences.
When Si Huang learned of this, the scene was under control.
She said to Yuen, "I see."
Yuen said: "I just went to find out. It turns out that the origin of the Knights is from the Huaxing Art School."
When Si Huang heard this, he lowered his head and smiled.
Her previous life in Huaxing Art School was when she was bleakest, gloomy and silent, not being noticed. Rebirth I, here has become the starting point for her shining.
Yuen caught her indescribable smile and asked in a daze, "What's the matter?"
"Fate... is really amazing."
"what?"
"Let's go."

The red clouds of the setting sun on the horizon gradually dissipated, and the sky darkened very fast for a certain period of time. Before it was dim, part of the scenery could be seen clearly, but now only the people around him can be seen clearly.
Bang--
The lights on the stage suddenly turned on.
The waiting students' heart beat and became active.
An elegant piano stands quietly in the middle, the lacquer surface reflects the shining halo under the spotlight, and the smooth lines are beautiful and elegant.
Da da da.
The footsteps of the visitors are gentle and rhythmic.
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