I entered Huayu Entertainment in 2016.

Next came the comprehensive performance test for performing arts.

After discussing with several teachers, Wang Jinsong divided them into groups.

Wang Zian and Zhou Ye were assigned to a separate group by him.

To be honest, he was a little panicked, not because he was worried about himself, but because he was worried about dragging Zhou Ye down with him.

He has no acting training, and if he messes up, he will drag her down.

He glanced at Zhou Ye, who was also looking at him with the same nervousness in his eyes.

But her nervousness wasn't out of fear that he would be a burden to her; rather, it was a nervousness of knowing that we were going to war together.

But since the groups had already been formed, there was nothing he could do.

After being divided into groups, each group began to perform a scenario.

The others' stories included waiting for a bus on a rainy night, getting lost at night, discovering a case, undergoing plastic surgery, and then immediately escalating to a couple arguing.

When it came to Wang Zian and Zhou Ye, Wang Jinsong turned a page of the scoring sheet and, without even looking up, announced their questions.

"A couple is arguing. Background: The woman is careless and doesn't remember the man's efforts; the man is heartbroken and ready to break up. Dialogue requirements: Both sets of parents must be included, along with the couple's vision for the future, and the key line 'I don't want to miss you.'"

It's the most difficult one in the entire competition!

The entire waiting area fell silent for a moment.

Upon hearing this proposition, Wang Zian felt Zhou Ye tremble all over.

He looked at Wang Jinsong, and Wang Jinsong looked at him with a slight smile on his lips.

He understood; Wang Jinsong did it on purpose.

Knowing he had no acting experience, they still did this.

The key is that Zhou Ye was involved!

However, it's not against the rules.

After all, the main purpose of this step is to explore potential in a more detailed and in-depth way, and to examine students' responsiveness and improvisational intelligence.

We can't just say it's too difficult!

Wang Zian glanced at Zhou Ye, whose puppy-dog eyes were glistening with tears, looking like he was about to cry.

His little hand was gently tugging at his clothes around his waist, swaying it back and forth.

This feeling of innocence, pitifulness, and pleading for help is so true.

Since Zhou Ye made no move, Wang Zian had to quickly start thinking.

After a brief moment of thought, he bent down, leaned close to Zhou Ye's ear, and spoke quickly.

"Keep this mindset, listen to me, and remember these lines~!..."

He quickly told her the lines and staging he had come up with on the spot.

As Zhou Ye listened, the tears in his eyes hadn't subsided, but a layer of surprise had appeared beneath.

She looked up at him, her red almond-shaped eyes filled with disbelief: "How did you come up with all this in such a short time?"

After he finished speaking, she nodded seriously.

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"Did you remember?" Wang Zian asked.

"I've got it." Her voice still carried a hint of sob, but she spoke steadily. "You designed it wonderfully."

"Should I say it again?"

"No need, I understand." Zhou Ye nodded vigorously, blinking away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Looking at her serious expression, Wang Zian could only pray that he could hold his own on stage and save the day, and also hoped that Zhou Ye's emotions would be right and could lead him.

He wrote the script on the spot, and he wasn't sure if it would work.

The two whispered to each other on the field, while the teachers below kept their eyes fixed on them.

Yang Mi approached Dean Wang, "Teacher Wang, who are these two people~~~"

Wang Jinsong knew his student was very shrewd, so he simply looked at her calmly and said, "They're just two ordinary students!"

Just as he thought, Yang Mi was as cunning as a fox; how could she possibly believe that these two were ordinary students?

Could an average student set such a difficult question?

"We're ready!" Wang Zian said, looking at Wang Jinsong.

Wang Jinsong calmly nodded: "Let's begin!"

The two exchanged a glance, ready to begin.

Zhou Ye sniffed, then grabbed Wang Zian's arm.

It wasn't like the cautious, hesitant pulling I was just now, where I only dared to pinch the corner of my sleeve.

Her fingers were clasped around his forearm, her knuckles slightly white.

She looked up at him, her almond-shaped eyes no longer filled with tension and tears, but with the genuine emotions of someone who had done something wrong, pleading for forgiveness.

Anxiety, regret, and a desire to make amends were all written in his eyes before he even opened his mouth.

As expected of someone who's trained, they can do it right away!

"Why are you only just getting back?! I've been waiting for you downstairs for ages!"

Wang Zian looked at her calmly, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes, but he concealed it well.

Actually, I just glanced at her and then looked away.

"Why are you here?! Didn't I say we broke up..."

"I brought you some food! It's soup I made!" Zhou Ye suddenly raised his voice, loudly interrupting him.

As she spoke, she pulled Wang Zian back a few steps and pointed to the ground.

"Look, I brought everything!"

Then, she released Wang Zian's hand and made a gesture of picking up something in the air with both hands.

Then she held the non-existent "thermos" in front of him, made a twisting motion with her fingers in the air, turned it twice, and then opened the "lid".

The movements were fluid and natural, as if the thermos was real and would be billowing out in hot steam the next second.

"There are morel mushrooms, sea cucumbers, and winter melons in here!" she said, pointing to the top of the "thermos" with her finger as if counting the ingredients inside.

Wang Zian's gaze fell on the non-existent insulated container on the ground.

His expression remained calm, but his Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "I can't eat sea cucumbers. I'm allergic to seafood."

Zhou Ye's hand paused.

The action of holding the thermos container high suddenly stopped in mid-air.

She looked down at the ground, her shoulders beginning to tremble slightly.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry; I didn't know!" Her voice was trembling with regret.

Compared to Wang Zian's complete lack of emotion, Zhou Ye's emotions were much more outwardly expressed.

When I looked up, tears were already streaming down my cheeks.

Her nose was red, her eyes were red, and her lips were trembling slightly.

Wang Zian silently gave her a thumbs up for her emotional outburst.

Zhou Ye then held Wang Zi'an's hand tightly again.

This time, it wasn't about pulling his arm, but his hand. Our fingers intertwined on the back of his hand; his fingers were icy cold.

"Don't be angry, give me another chance. I'll take this relationship seriously from now on!"

Her speech grew faster and more urgent, as if she was afraid that if she spoke too slowly, she wouldn't be allowed to finish; "I've already talked to my dad, I told him I really like you, and I don't want to break up!"

Her tears were still streaming down her face. When she said "I don't want to break up," her voice was choked by sobs and broke in two; she looked both pitiful and broken.

A silly beauty~!

So stupid that he messed everything up before he thought of trying to keep her, but his stupidity was so sincere that it was hard to push him away.

Wang Zian frowned slightly. "Then answer one question for me?"

Why didn't you officially announce our relationship on your WeChat Moments?

Zhou Ye's eyes flickered. "If you won the lottery, would you tell everyone?"

When she threw the question back at her, the sob in her voice had just subsided, no more, no less.

Prince An was speechless.

However, several teachers in the audience were immediately struck by the lines and plot.

The lines are alive, the play is alive, and to be able to perform like this through improvisation is really impressive!

"So you often disappear without a trace? You don't tell me anything, and then you just notify me at the last minute?"

Zhou Ye let go of his hand and then hugged his arm tightly.

"I never want to tell you about my negative emotions. But I also want you to know how unhappy I am. So, I always hesitate to speak."

When she said "wanting to say something but stopping herself," her lips opened and closed again, as if the word itself was a sentence being swallowed back.

Wang Zian's expression softened, and his emotions began to surface.

His eyes were full of reluctance; he wanted to forgive her, but a trace of hesitation remained.

He looked at Zhou Ye and remained silent for about two seconds.

Then he spoke, his voice even lower than before, "I can't see a future for us."

Wang Zian promptly introduced the exam requirements.

"I want to marry you!"