Transmigrated Into the Film King’s Little Wife

Liang Wen fell asleep until dawn, and the pain in her feet eased, but she was still not ready for the exam, so she had to take another injection to seal it off.

She combed her hair in a perfect bun, wore a set of wine red gauze long sleeves and loose black trousers, smiled at herself in the mirror, and rushed to the dance department early in the morning.

The exam was held in the largest rehearsal room in the department, and Liang Wen found it by memory.

There were a few girls standing at the door, wearing the same dance outfit as her, and they all looked more nervous than her.

Liang Wen was taken aback, what's the matter?

There are three classical dance classes in the Dance Academy, Liang Wen may not know everyone, but everyone knows her.

Seeing that Liang Wen was coming to make up the exam, these girls stared wide-eyed.

Liang Wen walked over and stood beside a girl who was a little shorter than her.

"You also come to make up the exam."

The girl's voice trembled, "There was no chance. The head of the department said that the passing rate of this year's graduation exam should not be too low, so he notified us to take the make-up exam. I didn't prepare anything..."

hiss. Lao Xing is really a chicken thief. Fearing that others would know that he gave Ying Shunchen face and asked him to make up the exam, he simply called all those who failed the exam to take the exam together.

The girl beside her couldn't stop shaking. Liang Wen couldn't stand it anymore. She held the girl's hand and said softly, "It's okay. You can definitely pass the exam."

The girl was startled at first, perhaps because Liang Wen's eyes were too firm, she suddenly felt full of strength and confidence, nodded solemnly and said: "Yes. Thank you, I will."

Liang Wen laughed.

The exam starts at 9 o'clock. The head of the department, Xing Ximin, sat in the middle as the chief examiner, with the deputy head of the department and other experienced professor-level teachers on both sides.

The music is still the four seasons and early spring in Beijing practiced yesterday. The choreography of this graduation exam is to design and integrate key movements, such as kicking the purple gold crown, shooting swallows, twisting and exploring the sea, etc., according to the narrative and rhythm of the theme music. Candidates must complete these movements completely and accurately to pass the test.

Liang Wen hangs the No. 2 plate on her waist. She took a deep breath and walked towards the center of the venue together with other make-up candidates.

Xing Ximin nodded, and the music started.

The girls turned into young girls who went out in the early spring, stepping on their toes, graceful and graceful, with joy in their eyes, looking around, as if they couldn't get enough of the beauty of early spring. At this time, several big shoots and swallows jumped in succession, and the level of several people was immediately different. Liang Wen practiced dance hard under the guidance of her mother since she was a child, and her basic skills are the most solid. Xing Ximin nodded frequently. The others are not satisfactory, some are too heavy, and some are not high enough to take off. All in all, there are flaws.

A good dancer will naturally jump more and more smoothly, but a poor dancer will lose confidence in the dance, and the movements will become slack, making it harder to watch.

After one song, the exam is over.

Xing Ximin frowned, "Okay. You go out and wait first. Let's discuss it."

At this time, a male teacher named Mei Zhou next to him came to Xing Ximin's ear and whispered twice.

Xing Ximin snorted, "Liang Wen, you stay."

Liang Wen was taken aback, "Okay." Turning around, she returned to the center of the venue.

Mei Zhou is the choreographer of the Department of Classical Dance, and has a deep knowledge of classical dance. The large-scale dance dramas that have been launched successively in recent years have received wide acclaim. The venues are packed and tickets are hard to come by.

He smiled at Liang Wen, "Liang Wen, I want to play a piece of music for you, and you can dance along with your feeling for everyone to see. How about it?"

Liang Wen's heart suddenly dropped, could it be that she didn't dance well just now?

"Don't be nervous, just pretend that we don't exist."

Liang Wen's face was full of black lines, and she really didn't dare to treat the leader as a transparent person.

"Well, let me give you a hint of the plot." Mei Zhou thought for a while, "You are a young mother who just lost her son..."

The sad flute sounds suddenly, one by one, slowly like the cold shackles holding people's hearts... The sound of the pipa is so loud that it makes people feel heartbroken unexpectedly.

The face of the girl in the center of the field sank, her originally straight back shrank, and her expression was mournful, as if all the strength of a mother disappeared with the death of this child. Holding something empty in her hands, she hurriedly backed away, and then quickly stepped forward, her eyes brightened for a while and then fell silent, expressing the imaginary hope and the blow of reality vividly. His hands trembled slightly in the air, followed by the extension of the waist, and then quickly twisted, the movements were clean and neat, and revealed endless sadness. This was not enough, she suddenly jumped a few times ahead, then bowed her head and turned back. When she turned back, she bent her waist and drooped her arms, slowly and slowly, even the toes were sad.

At this point the music stops.

Mei Zhou nodded approvingly, and her smile grew wider.

Liang Wen panted slightly, wondering how this impromptu performance was?

right. To her it was acting.

Before transmigrating into the book, even though she hadn't acted in an important role, she still knew a little bit. The performance of film and television dramas mainly relies on lines, while dance performance mainly relies on movements. In addition, a certain body posture, expression and eyes are required to assist the demonstration.

Now Liang Wen's dance moves are not a problem, the point is to cooperate with this piece of music to express the pain of a mother. The time was too tight, she could only do a few movements according to her heartbeat, and she didn't know if she could get away with it?

Xing Ximin hummed, "Mei Zhou, how is it?"

Mei Zhou was very excited, "Director, I think I have found the heroine for the next dance drama!"

Liang Wen: "??!"

Xing Ximin: "She is a make-up candidate!"

Mei Zhou waved her hand, "Old horses sometimes stumble, not to mention young girls like them. Liang Wen's control ability, jumping ability, and body extension are the best among them this year. I am more surprised that, She can get into the character's emotions so quickly, and she can also handle the connection between action and emotion very well. She didn't keep spinning to express her inner sadness. Just now her shoulders drooped weakly, gently tiptoeing Tiptoe, this kind of small to see the big deal is very good."

Liang Wen was flattered. She didn't have time to think just now, so she could only use the techniques she used to think about acting. She didn't expect to be able to impress Teacher Mei Zhou's heart.

Xing Ximin pondered for a moment, "Liang Wen, do you think you can be the heroine in Teacher Mei's dance drama?"

Liang Wen has seen dance dramas, which are very narrative and performative, and have higher requirements for personal dancing skills.

For some reason, Mei Zhou had full confidence in her, and waved her hand, "If I say she can do it, she can do it."

When Liang Wen walked out, she was dizzy.

Several girls outside saw her coming out and asked her what was going on.

Liang Wen couldn't say anything, she just said that Teacher Mei Zhou told her to dance a little longer.

Ten minutes later, a teacher came out and shook the report card in his hand, "Liang Wen, Feng Qianqian, you two passed the exam this time. The other students are delaying their graduation."

Someone was crying.

Just as Liang Wen breathed a sigh of relief, someone rushed over and hugged her, "Wenwen, I passed the exam! I passed the exam!"

It turned out that Feng Qianqian was the girl Liang Wen shook hands with and encouraged.

Liang Wen patted her on the back, "Happy together!"

Feng Qianqian excitedly had tears in her eyes, "Wenwen, you are my koi. Your hand is a lucky hand. Touching me brings me good luck. Thank you very much! Let me touch it a few more times. .”

Liang Wen: "??!"

"Come here quickly. Wenwen is amazing. She said I could pass, so I really passed. I don't care, I believe she is a koi. If you have time to cry, let Wenwen touch your hands."

Liang Wen took a step back in shock: What the hell?

A few girls have red eyes:? ? ? This is babysitter.

***

As soon as Xi Jiameng walked to the entrance of the department, she ran into the dean of the department, Xing Ximin.

"Director Xing. Hello."

Xing Ximin smiled and said, "Jiameng, what are you doing in the department?"

Xi Jiameng smiled bitterly, "I wonder if Wenwen passed the make-up exam?"

Xing Ximin: "It's over. She still dances well when she's serious."

Xi Jiameng's eyes lit up immediately, "Really? That's great."

She paused, "Director Xing, you see the graduation performance, can Wenwen be the B role? If I get busy filming, she can also take the lead."

Xing Ximin laughed, "Jia Meng, you don't know yet. Liang Wen has already been selected by Mr. Mei Zhou to be the heroine of his next dance drama. She doesn't have time to participate in the graduation performance."

Xi Jiameng was taken aback, "What?"

Xing Ximin rubbed his chin, "This girl's luck is coming, two good news in succession. Jiameng, you are Wenwen's good friend, didn't she tell you?"

Xi Jiameng was extremely embarrassed, hesitated, said goodbye to Xing Ximin hastily, and left.

***

As soon as Liang Wen walked to the school gate, she saw Zuo Xing wearing sunglasses, leaning on a black nanny car and waiting opposite.

Seeing her coming out, Zuo Xing took off his sunglasses coquettishly, and waved vigorously at her.

Liang Wen: "..."

She walked over quickly, bowed her head and got into the car.

Looking up, he met Ying Shunchen's cold eyes.

Walking left and turning back, "Wenwen, congratulations on passing the make-up exam." After finishing speaking, he handed over a handful of pink and blue hydrangeas.

Liang Wen is very sensitive to this color now, the corner of her mouth twitched, "It's just a make-up exam."

Left row: "Take it. My brother's heart."

Ying Shunchen took a cool look to the left.

Zuo Xing immediately changed his words, "It's my heart."

Liang Wen took it over, "Thank you."

Zuo Xing smiled and said, "You're welcome." It's just sending flowers.

Holding the flowers, Liang Wen took out her cell phone and found Diao Jun's cell phone number.

strangeness. It's been two days, why did this troublemaker disappear? You won't be holding back your big move.

Ying Shunchen caught a glimpse of Diao Jun's name and asked coldly, "Why do you have her phone number?"

Liang Wen: "Do you know her?"

Walk left and turn around, "Who is it!"

Ying Shunchen: "Diao Jun!"

Zuo Xing groaned, "That's not a good person. A cancer in our agent circle. Wenwen, how did you meet her?"

Liang Wen didn't want to hide it either, "I signed a brokerage contract with her before."

"What?"

"Fool!"

It was Ying Shunchen who called the idiot.

Liang Wen said with a calm face, "I know I'm stupid. I told her the day before yesterday that I would terminate the agency contract."

Zuo Xing shook his head, "The artists who are usually entangled by Diao Jun are either crushed to death or disgusted to death."

Having said that, he clicked his tongue twice, "You are lucky. The Yinhe Brokerage Company where she worked was taken over by the police yesterday."

Liang Wen: "???!!"

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