Hoa Ngu 2002 Started From The Fairy Sister

At 9 o'clock

on February 15, 2002

, I looked at the three big yellow stone pillars in front of me, with six big red characters written on them, and two stone lions at the door were located next to the gate of Nortel.

At this time, the gate of Nortel was already crowded with people, all boys and girls, and the air was filled with the breath of youth. Today is Nortel's enrollment day. Four teachers, three men and one woman, walked out of the gate of Nortel, looked at the young candidates and began to maintain order.

"Everyone lined up and took out their admission tickets. "

In order, enter the arena one by one. At

this time, a man with sharp edges and sharp eyebrows, looking seventeen or eighteen years old, and a handsome man walked to the gate of Nortel with a black backpack on his back.

His appearance suddenly made the girl on the scene feel excited, after all, spring has arrived, and it has come to the season of all things. The hearts of boys and girls have begun to throb.

"What a handsome little brother (⊙o⊙) Wow.

"yes, yes, and it's cool. Good figure. "

(⊙o⊙) Wow, Mom, I'm in love. Nortel's air is really different, I feel like I'm breathing smoothly.

"Damn, eldest sister, I don't have a lot of intentions like you. Also, you have trouble breathing because of the haze. "

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At this time, several Nortel teachers also observed this young man who stood out from the crowd, and suddenly his eyes bloomed with a different kind of light, and several teachers looked at each other a few times and exchanged words.

"Good seedlings, they look like Zunlong, and their temperament is dusty. It's the best.

But the next teenager's words made several teachers almost faint to the ground.

"Hang, this bird place is Nortel? Why is the gate so ugly, like a lump of poop.

At this time, the boy's mobile phone rang, and the

man cried, cry, cry, cry, cry,

No matter how strong a person is, he has the right to get tired.

If there is only heartbreak behind the smile.

Why be so embarrassed to be a human being.

It's not a sin for a man to cry, cry, cry.

The phone is connected.

"Crooked, Mom, Ang, I'm at the Nortel door. Well, I know, by the way, Mom, Nortel's gate has a weird color, and it looks like poop. I want to go to Chinese opera, and Nortel's girls don't seem to be very good-looking. Okay, that's all. Mom, I'm going to the Chinese opera first. The

boy hung up the phone, ready to turn around and leave.

"Teacher Wang, this kid is leaving, you go and fool him. Such a good seedling can't be snatched away by Chinese opera. Several

Nortel teachers saw that this year was leaving, and hurriedly launched a big bald head to stop it.

"Classmate, wait, don't go, classmate, what kind of Chinese drama are you going to, our Nortel is the best film school in China. Let's talk about it, what is your name, classmate. A

middle-aged man with glasses, a bald head, and sharp eyes grabbed the boy. The teenager began to struggle, but the middle-aged man was not a vegetarian, and the teenager did not have an advantage in terms of tonnage.

"Eh, big brother let go, I'm in a hurry to take the Chinese opera exam, let go. The

middle-aged man looked at the young man with a smile: "Don't think about Chinese opera, you were slandering our Nortel just now, right? The kid honestly went to Nortel with me for the exam, don't think about it, otherwise you will cancel your art exam directly, and I will tell you, I am familiar with the admissions office of the Chinese opera.

For the threat of the middle-aged bald guy, the young man didn't care at all, and was very calm, which made the middle-aged man appreciate this young man even more.

"No, big brother, what are you doing, who are you, what do you want to do in broad daylight? Strong young man? How bad it is for people to see, obedient and let go." The

middle-aged man had a black line on his face: "Don't tell me these witty words, boy, my name is Wang Jinsong, I am a teacher in Nortel's acting department, a professor at Beijing Film Academy, a professional teacher in acting, and the vice chairman of the labor union of Beijing Film Academy." You honestly go to the exam with me now, otherwise you won't have to think about your dream of being an actor. The

boy was a little confused when he heard the middle-aged man's words.

"I poke, so many titles. Big guy. Not much, big brother. Ahh

Wang Jinsong was instantly dumbfounded: "You came to Nortel for the exam, why are you not an actor?"

The young man showed his big white teeth and looked at Wang Jinsong: "Of course I am a director, I was not ready to be an actor from the beginning, I want to be a director." My goal is to get the unspoken rules in the future, uh, no. It is to revitalize the Chinese film industry.

Wang Jinsong's eyes narrowed: "Boy, let's have a scoop in your mouth, there are still unspoken rules, and you think about these things when you have a big fart." Come with me, or I'll make you look good. I can't clean you up yet?".

After speaking, Wang Jinsong grabbed the young man's collar and walked towards the gate of Nortel.

The boy began to howl.

"Help, Mr. Nortel robbed the man. "

Who's going to save me, this bald scoop wants to welcome a man." "

Help,,,

the more the young man said, the more outrageous it became, and Wang Jinsong hurriedly covered the young man's mouth. looked at the boy with a black line on his face, damn it, what kind of injustice is this.

At this time, several other teachers also came over and looked at the boy very speechless, what kind of strange thing is this, yelling, howling, a miserable, really smelling tears, the kind of snow flying in June. Hurriedly covered Shen Fang's mouth and continued to howl in this year, and Nortel's reputation would be gone.