Rebirth of the National Male God

"Although you behaved well..."

Director Liu stared closely at Si Huang under the stage lights. This child seemed to be born under the spotlight and was noticed by everyone.

"But Feng Cang can only be An Yiyuan."

Si Huang bent over to Liu Dao, then stood up straight and smiled and said, "I know.... In fact, I came for the sake of Young Master Thousand Chance, but didn't get the chance to audition, so I boldly used this. Way. I'm sorry for breaking the rules of the audition."

"But I really need this role, and I am confident that I can become him!"

Not playing him well, but becoming him.

Director Liu looked deeper, looking at the sincere expression on the stage, with clean and warm eyes. At this time, he was like a sixteen-year-old young student, with a passion for dreams and a heart of innocence, "Master Thousand Chance is not Feng Cang."

Si Huang smiled brightly, his voice raised because of his emotions, "Yes, I know."

"You only have three minutes." Director Liu sat down.

Si Huang turned around and said to the boy who was still occupying the wheelchair, "Now this stage belongs to me."

After hearing the words, Director Liu smiled blankly. This kid is really interesting.

The boy was startled, his face turned a little red, his eyes staring at Si Huang were unwilling and resentful, as well as mocking waiting for him to be embarrassed. Standing up from the wheelchair, he deliberately ran into Si Huang when he left, but Si Huang swiftly avoided him. Instead, he fell in embarrassment and caused a burst of laughter.

For the boys on the ground asking for hardships, Si Huang didn't mean to help.

Although she would have a good reputation for doing so, but...need it? Si Huang's eyes flashed, and he didn't have the slightest interest in touching people who were hostile to him for this benefit.

When there were no more people on the stage, Si Huang slowly got into the delicate wooden wheelchair.

Her posture is leisurely, relaxing her whole body on the wheelchair, and when everyone is waiting for her performance, the protagonist closes her eyes.

The darkness after the eyes closed, there was no way to hide the light projected from above.

Si Huang sighed in her heart, and she returned to the stage again, the only place where she could relax and feel free in her last life.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Ten seconds, twenty seconds passed, and gradually there were whispers in the audience.

"Will you forget the words on the spot?"

"I think he was pretending just now!"

"Shut up! If he plays Son of Thousand Chance, I will follow the drama!"

"Ah! His eyes are about to open!"

When they found out that Si Huang was moving, the students in the classroom shut up silently.

However, Si Huang on the stage still seemed to be awakened by a noise. His eyes opened slowly, but only halfway through the opening and closing, he languidly stopped moving. He squinted somewhere and moved his lips, "What's the noise?"

"hiss--"

What is this voice? Too provocative!

The inherently unique voice with the nasal sound of waking up from light sleep, casually and gently, got into his ears, numb half of his body.

"Huh?" Si Huang tilted his head, his gaze still fell on the empty place, there was no exaggerated expression, it could even be said to be faintly expressionless, but it made the audience feel that there was such a person in her sight. Now, respectfully telling him something, while Si Huang listened quietly.

Five seconds later, Si Huang moved his eyes away, stretched out his hand and flicked it on his legs, as if there were falling flowers on her legs.

correct!

The audience present were all students who had read the script and didn’t know how many times they saw Si Huang’s actions before they remembered. Didn’t this scene happen in the courtyard of Master Qian Ji, he was sleeping lightly under a Qionghua tree for a long time. It is only natural that there are falling flowers on his lap.

Before everyone was amazed at Si Huang’s control over the overall situation, she was stunned by her next careless remarks: "What is the cause of the rise and fall of the world? You have found the wrong person. As you can see, I am only the first level. It’s just a disability."

The same line was uttered by Si Huang in such a careless tone, as if saying that the weather is sunny today.

Young Master Thousand Chance was disabled since he was a child, so how could he not care about this?

Everyone thought Si Huang had failed, but when they saw her expression, they lost their words in shock.

The young man in the wheelchair casually said his biggest flaws and pains, lowering his head and making it difficult to see his eyes, only the shallow curvature of the corner of his mouth was a laugh! He didn't care about the rise and fall of the world, and was not interested in the people who came. Instead, he stared at a place with his eyes half down, smiling softly.

With the slight turning of his sight, it seemed that a butterfly was dancing lightly in pursuit of the fragrance of flowers, and his attention and laughter were all due to this tiny creature.

The previous remarks were meant to drive away those outsiders who came for help in a perfunctory manner, right?

Lord Thousand Chance, never needed people's pity and sympathy, and was not ashamed of his disability.

His own existence is that countless people are out of reach and can only look up and admire him. He is self-reliant, self-confident, self-reliant, arrogant, self-esteem, why pity!

At this moment, everyone saw the young man as if he was under the Qionghua tree. He was dressed in a long-sleeved robe of Bai Xueyinmei. He was not as weak as a crown, so he did not tie his hair. He had a soft black and bright black hair draped lazily. His shoulders, unparalleled appearance and unparalleled mechanical skills, so wise as a monster, but lazy and love to eat.

Suddenly, the tip of his extended right finger shook inadvertently, as if it was being gently pulled by a silk thread.

Ah... Everyone suddenly realized: Mr. Thousand Chance not only had his legs disabled, but he also had hearing loss in both ears. He paid attention to the surrounding situation by the arc-the extremely small invisible thread condensed by internal force was spread all around him, entangled. Own fingers. Once someone approaches, touches his arc, and moves his fingers at the same time, he will be noticed.

He turned his head and looked at the stairs of the stage, his vision changed as if someone was walking towards him.

"His Royal Highness is down!" someone in the audience shouted excitedly.

Many people were awakened by him, and then they realized that the person who is now walking according to the plot is not Prince Feng Chao?

The'Young Master Thousand Chance' on the stage did not hear the shout. He moved his eyes upward and fell on the face of Prince Feng Chao who did not exist-at the height of his sitting in a wheelchair, he raised his eyes to look at someone like this. The face of an adult is absolutely correct.

Mr. Qianji is deaf in both ears, how can he'listen' to people? What he relies on is to look at people's lips.

"To shut up."

This tone was once again in sharp contrast to the boy's tone of anger and anger.

Don't say it was irritated into anger, there was not even a trace of anger, but it was like being annoyed by a fly, and he waved his hand and shot it flying.

"Time is up." Not too soon or too soon, Director Liu's voice sounded.

Everyone woke up like a dream, with weird expressions, and their thoughts remained at the last scene of Si Huang's performance. According to the script... At this time, the Prince Feng Chao was indeed slapped, and resisted not vomiting blood.

Sihuang's expression on the stage was also startled, as if he hadn't been able to wake up from his dream. Closed eyes, opened eyes, and within two seconds, the look that belonged to Master Thousand Chance in her eyes had been completely hidden, returning to the wanton display of a modern boy.

Director Liu watched the changes in Si Huang's expression. The fierce beating of his heart made his black face flush with red tide, and his voice was hoarse: "What's your name?"

"Si Huang." Si Huang stood up and faced Director Liu.

In this life, she will no longer be a'Sihuang' puppet, instead, she will take away the name, so that everyone who sees or hears this name will think of her, and obliterate the child of the Secretary who died and was overtaken early. There will be no more people. I remember his existence.

She no longer exists because of the name "Sihuang", but the name "Sihuang", which will be true because of her.

Si Huang raised her mouth, not only the name, but also more things that belonged to her, she would slowly grab it back.

"Very well, Si Huang, it's you!" After Director Liu smiled, the excitement in his eyes couldn't hide.

"Hey, Director Liu! This...it wasn't the Secretary..." The assistant director beside him stood up anxiously.

Director Liu glared at him, "It's up to me to decide, Lord Thousand Chance. I'll talk about this right from the beginning."

The counselor was dumbfounded by him.

Wow--

The students in the auditorium exploded.

"Si Huang! Is he Si Huang's fraternal twin brother Si Huang?"

"How could it be him! This is impossible!"

"A gorgeous transformation of the reality version!"

In the noise, Director Liu raised his head to Si Huang, "You come with me."

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Today will be the meeting last year, and I don’t know if the hotel has an internet connection, so the text and water will be set in advance for the next 5 days~ Don’t worry about it, okay!