After Teacher Zhou shouted "Start", she saw the very beautiful girl with a facial paralyzed face, looking at the dummy who pretended to be a corpse in front of her, and started acting in a calm tone.

"Sun Wei, Sun Wei, wake up." She cried calmly: "What should I do if you leave?"

Teacher Zhou's brain hurts.

She has taught more students in her life, and there has never been one with such poor acting skills as before.

"Okay!" Teacher Zhou pressed his temples, and said, "Just your acting skills. If there is a director looking for you to film a movie in the future, I will get my head off!"

After all, Teacher Zhou, who set up the flag, waved her hand impatiently and gave her an F score very simply.

The faces of the people around were all smiles watching the show.

After the acting class was over, Ye Chuijin returned to the dormitory.

Before the system reacted, she suddenly chuckled, then closed her eyes and dropped two tears.

"Sun Wei! Sun Wei, wake up!" She walked to the bed, tears like beads.

There was obviously no one in the bed, but after her performance, it seemed that there was really a person lying on the bed. This person was the one she loved throughout her life.

"You are gone, what shall I do..."

The fairies cried, the fairies cried, and the fairies parted.

In one fell swoop, acting slapped all Xiaohuadan on this interface.

System for watching the whole process: 【……】

Ye Chuijin wiped away her tears, yin and yang weird: [Just your acting skills, if there is a director looking for you to film in the future, I will pull it off! 】

System: [……Is it interesting? 】

Ye Chuijin, who is particularly obsessed in strange places: [Of course it is interesting, what kind of acting is Dad? Ah? Dad’s acting is called cosmetic-like acting! Substitution-like acting! ! 】

She was indignant: [Since I debuted, even when the sunspot hacked me, I didn’t dare to black my acting skills! 】

system:【……】

Ye Chuijin was still excited when she said: [She actually said that my acting skills are not good, what is this? This is an insult! 】

Just as she was talking endlessly, the door was suddenly opened.

Su Xiaowei walked in with the photographer while talking to the photography teacher behind him.

Ye Chuijin knelt in front of the bed, the tears on her face still wet, and she looked at the photographer in front of her numbly.

Time is as static, and no one speaks for a while.

Su Xiaowei reacted first.

There was an uncomfortable smile on her face: "Oh, I thought you were out to play again."

Su Xiao's voice was a little harsh, and she walked to the front of the camera, covering the camera lens tightly. Facing Ye Chuijin and her back to the camera, the expression on her face was also a little distorted.

After class, she saw Ye Chuijin go back to the dormitory silently by herself. According to Su Xiaowei's imagination, she took the photographer back to the dormitory at this time. Maybe she could be able to take pictures of her angry and angry side.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I pushed the door, I saw her lying on the bed, her face turned, and the tears on her face were still wet, and she wanted someone to rush over to wipe her tears.

Ye Chuijin stood up blankly after recovering, turned around and went to the bathroom without saying a word.

Only then did several photography teachers come to their senses.

"Has it been taken?" the photographer in the lead asked excitedly.

"Take it, take it!"

Several photographers happily gathered together to replay the scene that was just captured.

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