Everyone stood at the doorway, and no one dared to make a move.
Qu Lingzhou walked out from the back, bypassed them, and walked at a leisurely pace. He went to the chair, turned around, and sat down.
The white room lights suddenly dimmed, leaving only the red glow of the monitor screen illuminating his profile.
He tilted his head slightly and looked at Lu Ci: "Your final opponent is me."
After reading the entire script, Song Shi'an felt his scalp tingling. The plot twisted and turned again and again, and every character in it felt like a protagonist.
Although it was expected that Qu Lingzhou was not a simple person, no one expected him to be the ultimate boss.
Another seemingly innocent but actually cunning character, but quite compelling, and the infinite flow dungeon content is also very interesting.
The rules of each level are designed to be very brain-teasing. It's not just simple fighting and killing, but requires logical reasoning, psychological warfare, and insight into system loopholes.
As a film released during the Spring Festival, it's undoubtedly a top contender. I just wonder who plays the male lead, Lu Ci. He should at least be an award-winning actor.
He was starting to look forward to it; if this role was played well, it could be just as good as the male lead's. Although he only appeared in the later stages of the story, he was very captivating.
The company actually agreed to give him this role. I've been having such good luck lately. I happily went to take a shower.
In the following days, apart from attending classes, he spent his time in his dormitory studying the script, with his desk piled high with sticky notes.
Chi Xun passed by him several times, and each time he saw him holding a pen and writing on paper, his expression sometimes serious and sometimes excited, while muttering to himself.
Chi Xun finally couldn't hold back any longer. " Shi'an, what are you researching every day? Nuclear weapons or atomic bombs? You look at them while eating, after class, and even before bed."
Song Shi'an took a sip of water, without looking up, and said, "How did you know? Researching these things is quite interesting."
Chi Xun couldn't sit still any longer. No way! His brother was going to give up his acting career to go to a research institute?! That meant his intellectual nourishment was gone! No way, absolutely not!
He looked at Song Shi'an with disappointment. "Do you still remember your original ideals and ambitions? It would be such a pity if you didn't become the TV King!"
Song Shi'an then pulled himself out of the script and rubbed his sore eyes.
Ideals and ambitions? He didn't have such grand aspirations; he initially acted purely to survive.
But now, it seems he's gradually starting to enjoy acting.
It's probably like opening a new door to life every time he gets a new role; he can live through stories that he could never experience in real life in the script.
"Don't worry, I'm not planning to change careers yet. This is a new script." He turned the cover over and showed it to Chi Xun.
Chi Xun closer for a look, his face filled with disbelief. "The Number One Winner? That big movie that's been rumored to be made for years? What are you in?"
"A character who looks weak but is actually the most cunning."
"That's perfect, you have a face that makes you look weak."
"Say it again?" Song Shi'an held the bottle up and pointed it at him.
Chi Xun took two steps back, adjusted his glasses, and said sincerely, "What I mean is, you have a face that can fool everyone."
Jiang Ye poked his head out from the top bunk. " Old Pei's new company is opening, and he's invited us to celebrate at his company."
Song Shi'an was full of doubt. He had only been gone for a few days, and Pei Zhiyan had already set up a company?
"What company? Doesn't his family own a company?"
Chi Xun the phone screen around to show him. "That's his dad's. He's always wanted to start his own company, Rui'an Technology, to research intelligent robots."
Song Shi'an could only give a thumbs up. The domineering CEO was different; he could start a company just like that. The difficulty level between him and setting up a stall at the night market was probably a galaxy apart.
He tidied up the scripts and sticky notes on the table, then pulled his coat over his shoulders. "Let's go, it's getting late."
There's a subway line outside the school that goes directly to the CBD. A few people left the school and headed towards the subway station.
As soon as they entered the station, Chi Xun "Holy crap!" and froze on the spot, staring straight ahead.
Song Shi'an followed his gaze and froze.
On the electronic screen in the subway station, he was wearing the gray and white patchwork windbreaker from Fengtu, with the continuous snow-capped mountains of Altay behind him, blue ski goggles on his forehead, watching the crowds coming and going.
Next to it is another poster: a light white hooded windbreaker with ink-wash pattern, a silver headset hanging around the neck, leaning against the railing of a city rooftop.
His advertisements filled the entire corridor, stretching from the entrance all the way to the platform.
Chi Xun's voice cracked with excitement. "I didn't see them yesterday, but today the subway station is covered in your... ads!"
Song Shi'an quickly covered his mouth. "Keep your voice down!"
Chi Xun nodded frantically, Song Shi'an released him.
Chi Xun a couple of breaths, looked up at the largest screen, and let out a heartfelt sigh, "This big screen is really awesome."
A large group of people had already gathered around the big screen, taking photos.
Two girls were holding up their phones, trying to find the right angle to take a picture of the poster. After taking hers, one of them, with her hair in a ponytail, nudged her friend and said, "Aren't you from the same school as this Song Shi'an? Why don't you take a picture with him in person?"
My companion rolled her eyes, her voice full of resentment. "It's a long story. He's faster than a rabbit, you can never catch him, and he's hardly ever at school. His schedule is emptier than my wallet."
"Does he really look like he does in the poster? Is it really unedited? I don't believe anyone can actually look like that and make you completely infatuated."
"May I be struck by lightning if I'm lying. The poster doesn't do him justice at all. You should know that our school is overflowing with beautiful girls and handsome guys. How can he stand out like this? Think about it yourself."
Song Shi'an listened from the side, his ears burning. He pulled his hat down a little further and his mask up, wishing he could shrink into his windbreaker.
Jiang Ye patted him on the shoulder with a smug look on his face. "Oh my, so someone's getting shy. You're a big star now, you need to be more thick-skinned."
Song Shi'an ignored him and went straight in as soon as the subway doors opened.
There were quite a lot of people at noon. This line is a popular destination for office workers and students. The carriages were packed with people, with no empty seats at all. Several people had to stand while holding onto the handrails.
A slightly short girl stood next to Song Shi'an, waiting listlessly for their stop to arrive.
She glanced up casually, wanting to look at the bus stop sign, her gaze sweeping over the eyes of the tall boy next to her.
My brain seemed to be paused, and all my senses instantly focused on those slightly upturned eyes.
She looked down at her phone, opened the screen saver, and glanced at it again. The screen saver showed a still of Song Shi'an as Meng Zhen in " The Emperor's Ambition." She then looked up at the pair of eyes next to her and compared them three times.
Yes, it really is An'an!!!
Her face flushed instantly. At such close range, at that height, those legs, those hands holding the rings—the knuckles were distinct, long and slender.
She's about to faint! Mom, best friend, she's about to suffocate! I want to scream!
She covered her mouth tightly, her face turning bright red, and her shoulders trembling slightly.
Song Shi'an felt someone next to him trembling. He looked down and saw a girl covering her mouth, her face flushed red, looking like she was about to vomit but was desperately holding it in.
He subconsciously looked down and sniffed himself. He smelled nice; he had showered before leaving the house...