The Queen of Swordsman through the Past and Today

Chapter 122

The April issue of "Women's Flower" magazine caused quite a stir on the Internet before it was published.

At this moment, several other domestic first-line magazines could not sit still.

It's so popular that Xin Qing just changed her style casually, if they invited them to order carefully, wouldn't the sales increase dramatically?
Look at the increased comments, retweets, and netizens who call her husband goddess and male god, these are all predictable sales!

Before she knew it, Xin Qing's name had spread in the magazine circle.

Some of the fast ones have already called Jining.

Jining rubbed his forehead, and answered the phone again: "Yes, I'm Xin Qing's manager, Jining... Sorry, Xin Qing has to rest for half a month, so I won't answer the call for now...OK."

The several phone calls back and forth were all inquiring about shooting magazines, and some of them offered quite high prices, which seemed to be very urgent.

Of course, Xin Qing is not short of money at all, so everything depends on her mood.

If some celebrities who have not been famous for a long time know about this, I am afraid that every mouthful of saliva will drown them.

Anyway, during Xin Qing's rest period, these are the magazine invitations for next month, and it's okay to push it. In Xin Qing's name, will there be lack of endorsements and magazine shoots in the future?

Jining smiled and rejected the next few calls.

The next day, Capital University of Drama.

The school just started a few days ago, and it was the back-to-school season. There were a lot of students coming and going, hooking up in twos and threes, or coming in from the outside, or preparing to go out from the school.

Song Tongtong hurriedly rushed to the school with her suitcase.

Today their class asked for roll call, but there were too many cars on the road. She was stuck on the highway for nearly three or four hours. It was only ten o'clock when she arrived at the school gate. It might be noon when she was in class, and she might have to be trained. .

Song Tongtong ran forward while wailing in her heart, flicking her ponytail behind her, full of vitality.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Song Tongtong apologized to the girl she bumped into, the box was also knocked apart, and the things fell on the ground, and she was furious.

The tall girl in the hat was walking well on the road, but was bumped by a girl and staggered. Seeing her things scattered on the ground, the girl squatted down to help her pick them up.

Song Tongtong saw a pair of slender and fair hands with a very simple bracelet on her wrists. She was stunned for a second, and then quickly thanked: "Thank you!"

She took the things, still thinking in a mess, these hands are really beautiful, even the few girls in her acting department who are called beautiful hands are not as good-looking as these hands, as if they were painted.

I'm afraid the other party is also a beautiful woman. Thinking of this, Song Tongtong looked up at her, and found that the other party was wearing a mask, so she couldn't see her face clearly, only a pair of exposed eyes were inexplicably seductive, and even she, a girl, felt her heart thumping.

"You're welcome." The deliberately lowered voice came from the girl in front of me.

Song Tongtong paused, why does this voice feel familiar?

She secretly aimed at the girl, who was lowering her head to pick up something for her. From time to time, she could see the chin covered by the mask, and she could vaguely see the perfect curvature, and the exposed neck was also quite beautiful.

She should be familiar with such a beautiful person, right?The bracelet just now is so familiar...

Song Tongtong was puzzled while picking up things. Since the first half of the semester, most of the good-looking people in the whole school have gathered in the acting department. She knows them all, but the person in front of her doesn't seem to know her, maybe she has never seen her before.

But Song Tongtong had a sense of familiarity, a voice in her heart kept telling her that she definitely knew this girl.

"Have we met?" Song Tongtong whispered hesitantly.

The girl shook her head, didn't speak, then stood up, and was about to leave.

Song Tongtong quickly closed the box and followed her, the more she looked at this figure, the more familiar she became.

There are very few girls in the acting department who are tall, and even the tallest ones are not as tall as the girl in front of her... The voice seems a little familiar, who is it?

Song Tongtong had already forgotten about the class, and followed behind the girl, her head quickly searching for the people in her memory.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed, and Song Tongtong blurted out: "Xin Qing!"

Her voice was a little loud, and some students on the road looked over and moved their eyes away after seeing that it was the flower of the acting department.

"Xin Qing!" Song Tongtong chased after the girl in front and exclaimed in surprise.

"Damn it, who called Xin Qing just now?!" A boy on the lawn asked suspiciously.

Quite a few people saw Song Tongtong's movements, and after thinking about it for a while, they reacted, and hurried to the side of the two of them, staring straight at the tall slender girl.

"Oh my god, Xin Qing is over there! Hurry up, hurry over there!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah that over there is Xin Qing who is wearing a woolen coat, I thought it would be a long time before I saw her!"

"Xin Qing really came to school? Didn't you say she's busy recently?"

Passers-by chattered.

Song Tongtong patted her head in frustration, and stepped forward to apologize: "Sorry, I was too loud just now, I let them all know..."

Xin Qing sighed.

Hao Peipei asked her to come to school today. Originally, because of the weather, no one would recognize her wearing a hat and a mask. Song Tongtong's shout could be heard by everyone around her.

She simply took off the mask, revealing her fair and delicate face.

There are also fans of Xin Qing in the school. Seeing that it was really her, they couldn't help cheering in a low voice, and they all asked for autographs and group photos.

Even if they are academic masters, chasing stars is still the same.

Xin Qing did it one by one, because if she didn't do this, she might not be able to leave here today, and these are all classmates, so the request is not too much.

Someone behind took a few high-definition pictures with a mobile phone, and excitedly uploaded them to the forum of the Capital University of Drama.

The new semester has just started, and students in many schools are very concerned about the things on the forum, which is helpful for them to know what happened in the school as soon as possible.

Today, many people saw the birth of a new post with a random swipe. The title used several exclamation points, and it was almost bold and red.

'I just met Xin Qing herself on the student road at school! ! ! '

Many people couldn't wait to go in. The host didn't talk nonsense. There were several pictures of the main building, most of which were side shots. Anyone who knew Xin Qing could almost tell that it was Xin Qing herself.

Floor 1: Xuezi Road? !I'll get up and go right away!

Floor 2: Thanks to the host, I am already on my way and will be there soon.

Floor 3: Hahahaha I'm on the student road, and I've already got Xin Qing's autograph. Xin Qing is really good-looking, and I really didn't exaggerate it on the Internet.

Floor 4: The goddess has a good personality. I took several photos with her, and she talked to me softly. My bones are about to crumble——

Floor 5: Crisp +1, I never thought Xin Qing's voice was so good when listening to songs before, but listening to it live is like being poisoned. I have already decided to go to drama and literature majors to take classes in the future!One day we will meet!

Floor 134: The goddess is still blocked on Xuezi Road, there are so many people...

Floor 135: I don’t know how many days my husband will stay in school. It’s better to live in the dormitory all the time, so that I can meet by chance every day!

Floor 136: I am so looking forward to taking classes with my husband!Although I am not a professional with her, whoever gives me a class schedule, I will go to the class!
As more and more people replied, the floors got higher and higher. In less than half an hour, the news of Xin Qing's return to school spread throughout the school, and Xuezi Road became a road that everyone wanted to walk.

Although the school has regulations, it is still relatively open. Xin Qing, who has obtained the consent of the principal, comes to the school very rarely, and most of them are when she picks up classes, and many students from different departments are not seen at all.

People on the Internet are jealous that they go to the same school as Xin Qing, but they have never even met each other...

Who else is such a sad alumnus? !
The Capital University of Drama is an art school. There are more girls than boys. Naturally, they are more aggressive in chasing stars. Almost all the girls who didn't have classes ran out, and a few of those who had classes escaped.

Leaving the professor staring at the empty seats as soon as he came in.

The professor asked, "What about people?"

"I'm going to see Xin Qing!" The boy below replied angrily.

professor:"……"

After Xin Qing struggled back to her and Hao Peipei's dormitory, a circle of people left. She was relieved and finally felt the enthusiasm of the fans.

Hao Peipei was leaning against the door, with her arms crossed, wearing a violet suspender nightdress, her seductive face was full of teasing, "Big star, it's finally here, it's been an hour."

The appointment time between her and Xin Qing was exactly an hour ago, but she saw a few posts on the forum an hour ago, all of which were talking about Xin Qing's whereabouts, and several people replied below every second. where is it.

Xin Qing glanced at her, but didn't answer her.

"This afternoon is Professor Wang's class. He has already talked about it in the group, and he can talk about your script." Hao Peipei watched her enter the room, and said with her neck raised.

"Got it." Then he closed the door.

Hao Peipei walked around in a circle with a humming sound, and entered her room.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the classroom of drama and literature was full of people.

When Xin Qing and Hao Peipei came, the classroom was obviously silent for a moment, and a group of people watched them two walk to the seat by the window with bright eyes.

Hao Peipei sat there all the time, everyone in the class knew about it, so they seldom went there, and people from other classes had inquired about it, so there were only two seats left in the class.

Under the eyes of everyone, the two sat down very calmly.

Small voices soon sounded in the classroom, thin and broken.

"Xin Qing and Hao Peipei have such a good relationship, they don't see each other very often."

"I always feel that there is a romantic relationship between the two of you. I heard that Hao Peipei was hospitalized last semester. Xin Qing went to see it secretly and was seen."

"Really? I didn't know such explosive news!"

"My husband is really good, he can even win the eldest lady."

Hao Peipei raised her chin when she heard the words from behind, and tilted her head to look at Xin Qing, "How could I fall in love with you?"

Unexpectedly, when the girl behind heard this sentence, she immediately became excited, shook her companion's arm violently, and whispered: "Miss Hao Peipei is so arrogant!"

Hao Peipei snorted, and immediately turned to look at the book, as if nothing happened just now.

On the contrary, the corner of Xin Qing's mouth curled up slightly.

This change was naturally captured by the sharp-eyed girls. If it weren't for the class, they would have screamed out. This interaction is so emotional, and my goddess is flirting with girls with just a single movement.

Wang Yunyou stepped on the class bell and entered the classroom, and walked slowly onto the podium.

When he saw all the students below, he was taken aback, adjusted his reading glasses seriously, and said, "I usually don't have so many people in class, did you all hear that the play "Seven Days" will be taught today?"

The people who came here with the purpose of seeing Xin Qing immediately opened their eyes, and today they actually talked about "Seven Days"?
This script can be described as mysterious, castings are being cast, and even the brief introduction has not been released, so they can only guess. Most people think it should be a disaster movie, and it should not be a literary film. After all, literary and artistic films are now The slices are not popular.

Those who rubbed the class sat up straight involuntarily, and their eyes were diverted a lot.

Wang Yunyou glanced at the crowded people in the classroom, and found Xin Qing who had come to class several times, and couldn't help but said: "Xin Qing is here, it just so happens that the author is here today, you can ask about it later Questions can be answered.”

The students were active.

Except for them, the few boys in the corner of the last row did nothing, just fiddling with tools furtively.

"Are you alright?" someone next to him asked softly.

"Okay, okay, it's still close, let me check the camera, otherwise I won't be able to record it later." The man who was fiddling with the tools replied.

The girl in front heard the movement, turned around and asked curiously: "What are you doing? Is this a camera?"

The boys "shushed" for a moment, and explained in a low voice: "We want to live broadcast this class on Weibo."

The girl at the same table became excited instantly, "Really? I'll block you, tell me about your Weibo!"

Under the cover of the students in front, the tools were quickly set up. They first took a picture of Professor Wang on the podium. Although the video they saw from the people next to them was not very high-definition, they could be seen clearly. Because Professor Wang brought a loudspeaker, the voice is also very clear.

The boy doing the live broadcast has a lot of fans on Weibo. Seeing the blogger's new live broadcast, they all clicked in curiously, only to find a dense crowd of people's heads, and one after another posted bullet screens.

"Why are there so many people? What class is this?"

"Isn't it a particularly fun class, I won't watch it if it's not fun."

After the experiment was over, the boy hurriedly turned off the live broadcast, deleted this Weibo, and re-edited an attractive new Weibo: "Xin Qing returned to school for the first play, and Professor Wang will explain "Seven Days."

It happened that Professor Wang on the podium turned on the multimedia. Netizens who had just turned off the live broadcast just now saw the projected cover of the script as soon as they came in. They stopped and started to browse elsewhere.

"Fuck, is this really "Seven Days"?"

"Is this professor Wang from Aite Xinqing on Weibo?"

"It looks very upright, I want to see it! And, is Xin Qing here?"

"The content on Weibo says that Xin Qing has returned to school for class, but what about her, blogger, please take a picture, or you will look like a ghost."

The number of people watching is increasing, and the boys are a little excited. Fortunately, the campus network is not used, otherwise it will collapse.

They carefully pointed the camera at the people in the front rows, and the girls in front were also sitting to cover up, and finally captured the backs of Hao Peipei and Xin Qing.

Seeing this, the netizens were excited, Xin Qing actually went back to school for class.

"I saw it. The girl on the right is definitely Xin Qing. The bracelet on her wrist was given by a fan!"

"I saw Hao Peipei's profile, the one next to her must be a goddess!"

"I'm actually watching my husband's class live broadcast, so excited! Go to the group and shout!"

"Blogger, you are really a good person. You actually made this kind of live broadcast. For this, I will give you a gift!"

Not long after, the news that the live broadcast professor of the Capital University of Drama explained Xin Qing's script was uploaded on the Internet.

Whether they came for classes taught by well-known domestic schools or for Xin Qing, the number of people had exceeded tens of thousands anyway, and it was still increasing.

Professor Wang on the podium didn't know anything about it. He looked at the students with a smile and said gently, "I think the students are all curious about what kind of story "Seven Days" tells, so let Xin Qing introduce it."

Everyone glanced at Xin Qing, staring straight at her.

Xin Qing raised her head and stood up under Hao Peipei's schadenfreude and everyone's expectant eyes. Wearing simple clothes, her figure was as good as ever. Since she was in the corner, most people could only see her profile. It looks very attractive in the light from outside.

While the girls looked at her excitedly, they were also envious of each other.

The people watching the live broadcast on the other end of the network also waited with bated breath.

(End of this chapter)