V1.Chapter 51

"Sihuang, your phone is ringing."

Yu Ling put the milk tea on the table in front of Sihuang, and looked at the vibrating mobile phone beside her.

"Eat first." Si Huang picked up the milk tea with a smile.

At noon, I ate sandwiches and fruit salad produced in the canteen of Huaxing Art School, as well as small cakes provided by the aunt in the canteen, and freshly made biscuits.

While Sihuang was eating, Yuene walked in from the outside, and when the door was opened, there could be heard screams, which disappeared when the door was closed.

Yuene put a few handbags in his hand on the sofa, sweating a little on his forehead, "Didn't you say that the girls in the art school are more gentle?" They all said that they would not accept gifts, and they forced them in one by one, no If you help to deliver, you will take off the clothes, what about the reservedness of girls? How about cute?

"Brother, drink water." Yu Ling smiled and handed him a cup of milk tea.

Yu Chen shook his head, "Give me mineral water." Then he looked at Si Huang and hesitated to speak.

Yu Ling changed the glass of water for him, noticed his expression, and asked with her eyes: What happened?

Feather said nothing.

Si Huang had just eaten, Yu En and Yu Ling also put down their chopsticks.

"Sihuang, do you have access to the Internet?" Yuxi asked.

"Huh? Yes."

As soon as Yu Xi saw her calm expression, she knew that she must have known it, so he didn't go around, "Now the Huaxing Art School is in trouble."

"It's none of our business." Sihuang wiped the corner of his mouth, then picked up the phone that rang again, cast a look at the Yuene brothers and sisters, and answered the phone.

After the call was connected, there was no immediate conversation, only the sound of heavy breathing, like a crater about to erupt.

"What's the matter?" Si Huang asked proactively.

"Did you do what happened to Si Hua?" The directness was so sharp that there was no room for relaxation.

Si Huang let out a "ha" and laughed happily, "I see, he had a good 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'll know as soon as I ask Si Hua!"

"Why do you still ask me whether you believe him or not?" Si Huang was not angry, "If the photo today is not Si Hua, it will be me."

"Sihuang, I have already said that no matter what grievances you have in your heart, I will be your father, you must listen to me! If you come back obediently today, I will forgive you this time! If you still want to be so stubborn, I'll let you know that you can't do anything alone! No child can deal with his own father! Do you understand?"

"I understand." The smile on the corner of Si Huang's mouth became brighter, "It's just Si Zhihan, don't underestimate me, I'm also bleeding from you."

This hurts and the phone hangs up.

At Fenghua Entertainment Company, Si Zhihan frowned and looked at the recording on the phone. Useless! Si Huang denied it without saying anything!

In Huaxing Art School, Sihuang stood up and asked Yuene, "What's your work for the afternoon?"

Feather responded, "Take photos of your life."

"Let's go." Si Huang walked halfway, then stopped and said to the two of them, "If someone asks about Si Hua, you should keep silent."

The two siblings nodded.

"Brother, Sihuang seems to be in a good mood." Yu Ling said quietly.

Yuene: "It can be seen." After a pause, "I always feel that something big is about to happen."

*

There are many shooting scenes in Huaxing Art School. 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 two-bedroom, one-living room furnished in a modern and simple style, Yang Bi first checked the positions of the various staff members, and waited for Sihuang to appear after confirming that there was no problem.

The door of the temporary changing room opened, and Si Huang, who had changed into RB home clothes, came out.

Everyone turned their heads to look.

The off-white cotton long-sleeved shirt is still the fresh and luxurious style that RB focuses on this year. It looks clean and simple at first glance. In fact, there are subtle silver embroidery on the surface of the shirt, which wins from the details. Below is a pair of light gray loose trousers, which are slightly dragged to the bottom of the trousers, and light blue and white overlapping plaid slippers are on the feet.

She walked out slowly, as if she was really in her own home. Her hair was a little loose and messy, which made her look more lazy and soft.

"Have you ever filmed an endorsement before?" Yang Bixian nodded in satisfaction, then asked softly.

Si Huang said: "No, but I checked the information and found out."

Yang Bixian: "Take out the self-confidence before, treat this place as your own home, do what you have to do, the photographer will capture the photos by himself, and if you need to do anything in the middle, just follow the photographer's instructions."

Si Huang nodded, indicating that he was fine.

Yang Bixian: "Let's begin."

When the lights were turned on and the camera caught on, everyone noticed that Si Huang's aura had changed again.

The flamboyant yuppie bully on basketball in the morning turned into a lazy and elegant family warm man.

She seems to have just woken up, walking slowly and leisurely, rubbing her hair casually with her hands, half-closed her eyes with hazy water swaying in it, and lazily glanced at the photographer who took the photo, and the other party immediately took this picture in a daze. One capture freeze frame. After a while, the person in the camera has already walked towards the open kitchen.

She took the coffee beans in the glass cabinet, freshly ground coffee in an orderly manner, her beautiful fingers and the coffee machine set off each other, half of her body leaned against the lower cabinet, her lazy, bright red lips outlined a faint smile, Eyes lowered, he stared at the work in his hand seriously.

A special atmosphere called serenity lingers around her, as long as she looks at her, even the time seems to slow down, she feels happy and relaxed, and feels that every morning is very wonderful.

Freshly ground coffee should be a boring process, but it is pleasing to the eye when it is made by Sihuang. No one wants to urge her, but to seriously experience the tranquility she created at this moment.

She personally selected a pure white porcelain cup, washed it and wiped it before filling it half full, and walked towards the living room with it in one hand.

At this time, she seemed to be more awake, but she was still relaxed and casual at home. She 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 cooled down, she turned her eyes slightly sideways, and moved to the edge of the cup to take a sip.

In the hot air, the exquisite eyebrows and eyes stretched softly, and there was a smile of enjoyment from the tip of the eyes to the end of the eyebrows. The bright red lips became redder when they touched the hot air, and the upward curve was fresh and expensive.

"Are there any special requirements?" The lazy young man exuding elegance on the sofa raised his head and asked gently in a low and mellow voice.

Yang Bixian returned to his senses and looked at the photographer.

The photographer looked at the finished product several times and sighed: "No problem! You can change clothes!"

If it wasn't for Si Huang's reminder, maybe they would have continued to stay on this scene, forgetting that this is not a movie, but a product promotional video and a flat photo.

Si Huang got off the sofa and walked to the changing room, and walked out again about four or five minutes later. She was wearing the latest RB model that has not been released this season, a white T-shirt with a large picture printed on it, a blue shirt in the middle layer, and a dark green knit on the outside. Jacket, nine-point folded jeans underneath, revealing half of the ankle, and RB casual shoes.

Yang Bixian: "Get a few pictures in the house first, and then go outside. By the way," he remembered something, and said to Si Huang: "Originally, I wanted to express love in the last scene, but it would be better to highlight some signs in the middle. Sihuang, can you show the feeling of having a girlfriend you like by your side? Even if she doesn't exist."

"You can try it." Si Huang didn't finish his sentence.

Yang Bixian nodded.

There are many men and women around the outside of the shooting scene, and the innermost layer is full of girls. They all lie in front of the window and stare at Sihuang's performance inside. Due to the closedness of the house, it was impossible to hear clearly the conversation between Yang Bixian and Si Huang. But following Sihuang's next performance, some smart girls guessed it, and there was a scream——

"Obviously we have so many women here, why do you want your Majesty to play against the air! It's too bad!"

"That's right, didn't you let other boys play in the previous game? Didn't you look down on him!"

"Ah——I really want His Majesty to see that it's me. Instead of acting as a female pig's feet, it's fine to be His Majesty's pet! I don't mind the background wall either!"

"...Are you sure you're going up, you won't throw Sihuang down and make trouble for him?" A sour male voice came out, "Ah—! Who hit me? I'm telling the truth, ahhh!"

Many girls turned their heads and glared at the direction of the voice, but they couldn't find the boy's existence, so they snorted proudly in their hearts: Tsk! deserve it!

Although Si Huang didn't say enough, her performance still made Yang Bixian and the photographer unable to find any flaws.

This feeling of peace of mind really makes people both happy and helpless. Your performance is so good that the photographer has no sense of accomplishment, okay? And it's a little stressful! ——He behaved so amazingly in front of him, if he took pictures of people and it was not perfect in reality, how could he still be in the photography circle?

The simple living room belongs to the home field where Sihuang plays its charm.

The young man leaned on the sofa, raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the camera and the camera. His eyes were bright and clear, with a hint of enthusiasm and a smile. His vermilion lips were slightly opened, and the corners of his mouth had natural upward curves. As if calling someone softly, telling something gently.

Her feelings are not unrestrained and full of heat, but they are just right for people to feel, the youthful and honest, pure and beautiful, which belong to the youth, and the whole person is shining.

Then the boy picked up the magazine, and lay down on the sofa with his long and straight legs resting on the armrests of the double sofa chair, and his head resting on the cushion at the other end. This pose is leisurely and relaxed, showing her tall and good figure undoubtedly. Short black hair is scattered, his face is more white under the light, his eyes are squinted in joy, he smiles a little mischievously, and holds the magazine high with one hand.

At that moment, everyone felt that there was really a girl next to her, who wanted to get the magazine, but was deliberately tricked by the boy.

Yang Bixian looked at it seriously, and the smile on his face became wider and wider.

He was extremely glad that he chose Sihuang. This kid is sure to catch fire! He thought fieryly in his heart: And the popularity exceeded his expectation!

The more popular Sihuang is in the future, the more benefits RB will have. If he hadn't chosen Sihuang at this time, he might not be able to invite Sihuang to speak for him even if he paid several times the price in the future!

"Here's the home photo." Yang Bi first checked the time on his watch, "It's still time for class, right? Si Huang changed her clothes and went to the classroom to take two pictures."

*

Yang Bixian’s decision excited the girls who were watching outside, and they were all obedient and cute, shouting, “Handsome guy is really awesome”, “Uncle is a nice person, no wonder he can be a high-level executive of RB”, “It’s really wise” and so on. Then, completely forget the complaints and dissatisfaction before, the contrast made the boys speechless for a while, and secretly said: Never offend women!

Yang Bixian also couldn't laugh or cry for a while, facing a group of bright eyes staring at him, he said embarrassingly: "It is impossible for a class to be full of girls."

"Handsome guy, you look like me, so it's okay to pretend to be a boy?" A short-haired, fat girl wearing big-rimmed glasses stood up and said proudly, "I usually wear my dad's clothes when I walk outside. No one thinks of me as a girl! Look at me, I've worked so hard, if you don't choose me, it's too heartless!"

Yang Bixian: "..."

In order to be in the same class as the male god, you worked so hard, did your parents make it up?

Yang Bixian's decision proves that he is actually caring.

Sihuang changed into a set of British college-style clothing. The light brown sweater with white lining is simple and elegant. The diagonal diamond pattern on the sweater adds a bit of fashion personality. Charming, it looks more like a British gentleman, and the casual style is very suitable for school students.

Her hair has also been treated simply, and the hair on the front of her forehead has been set back with styling water to make a non-exaggerated hairstyle, making her whole person look more energetic and refined.

The door of the classroom opened, and Si Huang was baptized by enthusiastic eyes as soon as he walked in.

"Ahhh—!"

"Quiet!" The teacher on the podium slapped the lecturer angrily.

Originally, this time was the time when Huaxing Art School was supposed to start classes. However, when Sihuang appeared and passed on one by one, the girls all skipped class, which led to the collapse of today's class.

At this time, the lecturer looked at Sihuang, just like looking at the scourge in the world.

Si Huang saw a few familiar faces in the classroom, besides Huo Yuzhi's group of four, Liu Yan, the daughter of Director Liu, was sitting next to the girl who lent him to read the script, and noticed the girl's expectant eyes. Si Huang chuckled at her and nodded, indicating that he still remembered her.

Lu Ningning smiled in surprise.

"Are you all ready?" Yang Bixian asked.

Si Huang walked to the empty seat by the window and sat down, nodding.

Yang Bi first explained to others, "You just need to be a quiet background."

The girls nodded obediently, and the pitiful few boys had different expressions.

Although I told them to be a quiet background wall, everyone's eyes turned to Si Huang.

Yang Bixian was worried that Sihuang would be under so much gazing pressure, which would affect his performance. Sihuang's performance next proved to him that his worries were unnecessary.

Open windows, fluttering screens, bright sunshine, and young students shrouded in the sun. Half of his face was blurred by the sunlight, his eyes landed on the playground outside the window, he turned the pen unconsciously with one hand, and his shallow smile showed liking and doting.

Frozen for a few seconds, the handsome young man suddenly frowned, his eyes gleamed with anger, his lips were also tightened, his tense expression instantly dispelled the softness before, and he 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, but tore off the collar of the shirt inside the knitted sweater, revealing a beautiful neck and fair skin, and a little clavicle could be seen vaguely. She stepped on the kicked-over desk in front of her with a bent foot, straightened her foot, folded her arms around her chest, raised her chin, and stared at the teacher coldly, exuding a restless and icy aura all over her body.

This attitude is really arrogant and presumptuous, but it's so handsome!

"You...you get out!" The teacher blushed slowly when he saw him, and pointed to the classroom door.

"Why do you let His Majesty go out!" Huo Yuzhi suddenly stood up and shouted.

"That's right, you have to go out if you want to go out!" Bi Xiaotuo also shouted.

One by one took the lead, and other girls also started to resist.

"I'm sorry." Si Huang's voice sounded before the unnecessary confusion occurred, "I reacted too much."

Everyone looked at her.

The person who was unhappy just now is now smiling, "There is an element of love in the promotional video. I use my own imagination to make trouble for you."

"No! You've done a good job." Yang Bixian stepped forward and said, "I can understand the picture you just wanted to express. The girl you like is in the playground, did you get too close to other boys in the middle of it? That's why you're so angry." After finishing speaking, Yang Bixian laughed, "Sihuang, have you really never been in a relationship?" How did you interpret all this so vividly?

The last gossip grabs everyone's attention.

Si Huang said indifferently: "No."

The girls present who heard the answer didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed.

Except for some small problems in the middle, the scene ended satisfactorily. The teacher was a little embarrassed at first, but Si Huang said that this was the teacher's true performance, and he was not wrong. The teacher went down the steps, and his attitude towards Sihuang also changed, at least he would no longer regard her as a scourge.

Time passed unknowingly, the sun was halfway down, and Sihuang's work was in the final stage.

Originally, according to Sihuang's work efficiency, the last scene didn't have to be delayed until now, but it was precisely because of Sihuang's efficiency and perfection that Yang Bixian couldn't help but strive for perfection.

It took an afternoon just for one set, and this was with the voluntary help of students from Huaxing Art School.

As a reward for this group of students who volunteered to help, with Sihuang's consent, she will play a complete piano piece in the last scene.

On the stage, the bright and real rose flower background of this season, the lights are projected down, and the students are standing below. Even though it was the end of school time, none of the students left. One by one, they flocked to the temporarily arranged performance stage, densely packed and very lively.

After Yang Bixian read it, he felt in his heart that Sihuang's influence once again exceeded his imagination. Seeing that everything was ready, the assistant suddenly rushed over, "Mr. Yang is not well, there are many reporters outside, rushing here!"

Yang Bixian: "What's going on? A brand endorsement needs them to be so active?"

"No." The assistant said anxiously: "It's something else. Today you have been busy with the promotional video, so I don't know. Now there are rumors on the Internet about the crazy second-generation 3P door!"

Yang Bixian raised his head and saw the reporters in the distance, "Let's talk about this later, stop them first! Tell them, what's the matter, wait until the filming is over!" Seeing the number of reporters, he said: " Go to the school of Huaxing Art School and ask them to send some more security guards over."

But the next scene made Yang Bixian stunned for a moment, and found that his insurance operation was not necessary at all.

A group of girls lined up in an organized manner, blocking the approaching reporters.

"Stop! Don't get any closer! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!" Huo Yuzhi said immediately.

"Children, we are here for interviews, so let us go first." A reporter said with a smile.

"Who is your little friend, don't think I don't know what you are here for! Want to bully His Majesty, have you asked us?" Huo Yuzhi not only refused to give way, but took a step forward with his head held high.

"Hehe, with your personality and attitude, you don't even want to hang out in the entertainment circle in the future."

Huo Yuzhi immediately glared at the person who spoke, "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be the 'real voice' that a dog can't spit out ivory! Others are afraid that you will go crazy, but I am not afraid. I don't plan to do it anyway. Star, just being His Majesty's Jin Yiwei is enough! If you have the ability, come and bite me!"

As soon as they heard that the speaker was a reporter from 'True Entertainment', the other girls showed disgust and repulsion in their eyes.

"Hehe, look, this is what kind of people have what kind of fans, the top beam is not straight and the bottom beam is crooked!" The reporter of Real Entertainment turned to his assistant and said with a smile while holding the camera.

Huo Yuzhi became angry when she heard it, and held her with one hand, "Calm down, you will cause trouble for His Majesty." Lu Ningning looked at her seriously.

Huo Yuzhi saw the Lu Ningning three-person party in front of him, snorted softly and stopped talking. In the past, the two groups of them had no grievances or intersections with each other, and they didn't like each other a bit-one was a group of girls, and the other was a group of female schoolmasters. However, not long ago, after they learned that each other was a loyal fan of Sihuang, topics and feelings came up, and the relationship between the two became closer.

Lu Ningning looked at Liu Yan.

The latter walked in front of the reporters with a blank expression, "This is Huaxing Art School, a place where our students receive education quietly. It is rude and impolite for you to break in in groups without the school's consent. Behavior. Don’t think that as a reporter, you can use language art to insult and suppress others at will. Don’t forget that we are in front of the camera, and you are the same. Too much impact on the appearance and atmosphere of the society, obediently be a good example for adults."

A group of reporters looked different.

Liu Yan's words sounded again, "We all know why you are here. If you want to interview, please wait quietly for the work in front of His Majesty to end. This is the courtesy that people should have."

"Don't be polite! Who doesn't know that you are ridiculing us! Can you talk nonsense just because you are young? Your current behavior is disrespectful to us!" The reporter of Real Entertainment retorted.

"Our manners are all for people." Zhou Xiaowen smiled cutely, but her eyes were full of disgust.

The reporter from Real Entertainment was about to speak, but Liu Yan took the lead, "Stay here obediently now, and don't disturb us watching His Majesty's performance for us! Otherwise, you can try whether you are united or we are united!"

The girls in line all puffed up their chests in response to Liu Yan's words, and stared at them fiercely, like knights who are not afraid of fighting.

A group of entertainment gossip reporters were dumbfounded, it was the first time they met such fans.

"You've all been spoiled by Sihuang! You're simply lunatics! This is the bad influence brought by Sihuang. Let's see what the teenagers have become now? Secondary school! Rebellious! Aggressive!" A reporter from Real Entertainment He said in 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 atmosphere! Ah!" A piece of instant noodles thrown out of nowhere hit him on the head.

"I can't kill your dog mouth!"

"Fuck off! The one who should be kicked out of the entertainment industry should be Real Entertainment, shameless, full of shit!"

"Get out! You are not welcome here!"

The scene became chaotic, and a group of reporters were even more surprised. Isn't most of the students who go to art school to develop in the entertainment industry? Their behavior will definitely have a bad impact on their future career, but they did it without hesitation, and their emotions became more and more intense.

Fortunately, the situation did not get out of hand, 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 the reporters from entering the arena, but the reporters were not allowed to disturb Sihuang's work, and any interviews had to be done after Sihuang finished the performance.

A group of reporters who rushed over were deliberately isolated in an open space by the students. Many of them had live broadcasts, and some of the audience had already seen the scene they just experienced.

When Si Huang learned of this, the scene was under control.

"I see," she said to Feather.

Yuene said again: "I just went to find out. It turns out that the origin of the Knights came from the Huaxing Art School."

Si Huang heard this, bowed his head and smiled.

The life in Huaxing Art School in her previous life was the bleakest time for her, gloomy and silent, not being noticed by others. After rebirth, this place became the starting point for her to shine.

Yuene caught her indescribable smile, and asked blankly: "What's wrong?"

"Fate...is really amazing."

"ah?"

"Let's go."

*

The sunset red clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the sky got dark very quickly at a certain time. It was still dim before and I could see part of the scenery clearly, but now I can only see the people around me clearly.

Bang——

The stage lights suddenly came on.

The hearts of the waiting students jumped and became active.

An elegant piano stands quietly among them, the lacquer surface reflects the glittering halo under the spotlight, and the smooth lines are beautiful and elegant.

Da da da.

The approaching footsteps were slow and rhythmic.

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Today I will take a half-day car ride, so I will prepare the article in advance! Is it early? I finished all the comments yesterday~ Come on, come and tell me, are you knights? Or Jin Yiwei? Go for His Majesty the Goddess! ~\(≧▽≦)/~

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