Stephen Chow's Comedy King tells us that the most awesome actors in the world do not play roles in movies, but play another person in life.

In reality, there is no rehearsal, no script, no ng, as long as there is a mistake, the consequences will be irreversible.

But this is also the biggest consideration for an actor's acting skills. Whether he can fully integrate, forget himself, and become others is a very important experience.

Su Qin set up such a dilemma for Xia Yuan, so that he could experience in advance what it would be like to be a pretentious rich detective.

Su Qin hugged her hands and raised her eyebrows and said, "Many excellent actors will experience life in person, so that they can be used to play roles, such as..."

"Okay. I understand."

Xia Yuan raised his hand and interrupted her.

"You are here to monitor me, and I will go back."

Xia Yuan blinked at her right eye, then used his hand to tweak the long hair in Su Qin's ear.

Su Qin was suddenly stunned until she saw Xia Yuan rubbing her hands and putting them back into her pocket.

"What the hell?"

"Lend your hair perfume to use."

Xia Yuan spoke, raised his chin and walked towards the teaching building.

Su Qin leaned against the car door and then came back a little, "Yes, it's quite like this."

Xia Yuan had just taken two steps and turned around.

"Sister Qin, can you make 100 million or 200 million to my account so that I can feel more realistic?"

Su Qin sneered twice and said two words silently with her lips:

"Gewen."

...

Xia Yuan brewed his emotions and walked to the door of the principal's office.

Schools are different from some large companies or important departments. Generally speaking, there will be no security guards stopping you in the middle, and you will not have to swipe your card to enter.

Even if you want to experience the campus cultural atmosphere after many years of graduation, even if you have never been to college at all and want to experience it at Tsinghua University, no one will care about you.

On the one hand, it shows that our country is indeed a country with very good public security and the lowest crime rate in the world.

On the other hand, it also shows the purity of campus culture. Whether you are 985 or art colleges, when you walk into the campus, you will obviously feel the difference.

It's like the whole body and mind are purified:

The sky is bright.

The smiles of men and women under the shade of the trees are pure.

Even the lip-puzzling game is so serious and beautiful.

The cobblestone roads on campus look simple, white and unique, this is the feeling of Pure Land.

The principal's office is easy to find. Ask a few more people, especially when you encounter an aunt who sweeper, they will guide you patiently and friendlyly-

"Do you see it? Go to that building and you can see it on the third floor."

Outside the office, there is a sign that extends outward, with the words [Principal's Office] written on it.

The door was wide open, and from outside the corridor you can see the principal himself using a computer inside.

Although it was just a quick glance, Xia Yuan also felt that what Su Qin said was not false-

The principal himself was wearing a white women's shirt, his hair was tied back at random, hanging to his back, and the long hair on his forehead was combed well on both sides of his forehead, revealing his smooth and plump forehead.

Although the principal's side face looks a little fine lines, you can also imagine her beautiful and dignified appearance when she was young.

Xia Yuan knocked on the door, and the principal raised his head.

She took off her glasses and exposed her bright eyes. The crow's feet at the corners of her eyes not only did not make her more vicissitudes, but instead added an indescribable charm.

"Hello, is there anything you can help you?"

"Well, my name is Charlotte," Xia Yuan successfully took over the role, with a charming smile on his lips, and then walked over to hold the principal's hand.

"Bilan."

The principal held Xia Yuan's hand.

"You are the principal of this school, aren't you?"

Xia Yuan took his hand back to confirm the other party's identity.

“Yes, are you?”

Bi Lan is a little unable to judge Xia Yuan's identity.

From the outside, he was wearing a expensive suit, his hair was carefully taken care of, and his body had a faint fragrance. He looked like a successful person, well-educated and had a good family environment.

But this face looks a bit too young.

Moreover, the eyes are sharp, which always gives people a feeling of unsettling aggression that seems to be peeling you alive and wishing to swallow you into your stomach.

"I am Charlotte, and my family is in the real estate business."

Xia Yuanda Lala sat down on the sofa and put his feet on the coffee table.

Bi Lan frowned slightly, and she was swinging back and forth between treating Xia Yuan as a [rebellious rich second generation] and [neuropathic patient].

In the end, she still resisted not letting Xia Yuan be driven out.

Bi Lan made two cups of tea and put it on the table, then handed one of them to Xia Yuan.

"So, well, I mean, is there anything you're here today?" Bi Lan sat down opposite him and looked at Xia Yuan in confusion. "Are you more interested in the art student in our college? Or do you want to connect with us, such as sponsoring us to hold art exhibitions? Or do you need a graphic designer at home?"

“None are not.”

Xia Yuan shook his head, held up the teacup in his hand and blew it, "emmm, I just passed by outside and happened to see you."

He smiled, revealing his white and neat teeth, and his whole body revealed a gentle and somewhat dangerous temperament.

"Then my eyes were attracted by you, Principal Bilan, do you have time tonight? I want to ask you...?"

"Puff~~"

Principal Bilan couldn't help but sprayed a mouthful of strong tea, and sprayed it hard on Xia Yuan's clothes.

...

After about half an hour, Xia Yuan walked out of the school gate in a wet suit.

He opened the car door and sat on the passenger seat.

Su Qin looked at him with a smile, "It's going well. Where is this? Has she agreed to date you?"

Xia Yuan took off his suit expressionlessly and put it on the back seat.

"I agreed, but others agreed to discuss work, right?"

Su Qin suppressed her smile, "I don't ask why your clothes are wet, nor will you let Ying Sitong know about this. I just want to say-

Have you felt the charm of money?"

"I don't necessarily like money, right?" Xia Yuan glared at her angrily, "The principal is all for the students."

“What’s the difference?”

While starting the car, Su Qin looked ahead with a smile.

Xia Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to her, so he just leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

This woman is very bad. She knows everything in her heart, but she has to say the opposite.

"I don't want to come here again for this experience!"

"No, it's enough for you to experience the power of money. Today's experience will become an extremely valuable asset in your acting career."

"I believe it, I saw you laughing."

"It's really true. I'll just smile for a second." Su Qin turned her head and glanced at him, "You have a good date today, let's do another homework."

"ha?"

Xia Yuan's reaction on his face was very complicated, mainly because the two things were mixed together, making him not sure which one to react.

What does it mean to have a good date?

What is another homework?

What's the trouble?

"Mr. Su, can you let me go?" Xia Yuan said, "I still have a wife. I really have a wife, otherwise I will complain to her when I go back and say you are trying to do something good..."

"Shh!"

Su Qin blocked his lips with a finger, "Okay, I understand."

...

When he got home, Ying Sitong took Xia Yuan's clothes at the door early and hung them carefully on the hanger.
To be continued...