I Woke up and Was Pregnant

Fu Zhen replied: "I plan to go to Pinghai University and pick a few actors."

He discussed with Teacher Qi Delong that a small part of the script can be written first, and the rest can be written while filming. Maybe these young actors can inspire new inspiration for Qi old man.

"Wait for me," Jiang Hengshu took out his mobile phone and gave Secretary Dong a call. After explaining what they had to do today, he hung up the phone and said to Fu Zhen, "Okay, let's go."

Pinghai University is a comprehensive university and Fu Zhen’s alma mater. He has studied here for nearly four years. Although he failed to graduate, his feelings for this university are always different.

Jiang Hengshu drove to the gate of Pinghai University and got off the car after wearing a mask. To be honest, it is not the season to wear masks, but many girls without makeup on campus also wear all kinds of things. Neither of them wears all kinds of cute masks too formal, so walking on campus doesn't seem particularly abrupt.

Pinghai University covers an area of ​​nearly 300 hectares. It takes almost half an hour to walk from the east end to the west end of the campus. Jiang Hengshu turned his head and asked Fu Zhen, "Where do I look for it?"

Jiang Hengshu studied at a university outside of China, and he is not very familiar with Pinghai University. Fu Zhen can't always go to other people's classes to pick actors.

"Let's go to the drama club first." Fu Zhen took Jiang Hengshu's hand and walked along the Youbai Road in front of him to the west.

In the past few years, Pinghai University has not changed much, that is, the lawn lights in the small garden have become tall street lights, and the library is still the same. It is located on high stone steps. The fountain in front of it has passed. The school season was not open. The autumn wind blew the street trees along the road, the leaves rustled, and the students shouted from the playground in the distance. Everything related to this place clearly appeared in front of Fu Zhen's eyes.

Jiang Hengshu looked around and entered autumn. The leaves of the ginkgo tree on the roadside were slightly yellowed. After a while, all the leaves of this tree will fall. It is said that many foreign tourists come to Pinghai every autumn. The university visits this ginkgo road.

The students passing by with their heads bowed hurriedly passed by, and no one paid special attention to the two men.

"That's it." Fu Zhen looked at the gymnasium in front of him. The drama club of Pinghai University used to be in the gymnasium. Now I don't know if there is any change of place.

But without a student card, there is no way to get in from the main entrance. Fu Zhen sneaked in through the side entrance next to the gymnasium with him.

There was a little girl sitting behind the table in the small hall. She didn't look up when she heard the door opening. She directly asked, "Signal."

Fu Zhen paused, and said with some uncertainty, "Luan Liuda Universe is super handsome?"

"Come on." The little girl was still studying.

As we walked through the small hall, Fu Zhen explained to Jiang Hengshu in a low voice: "Luan Liuda was the first president of our drama club, and he discovered this place first. In order to prevent other people from coming to the drama club to disturb our rehearsal, Just find someone to watch at the door, and you have to say a code to let people in."

The rehearsal room of the drama club is the first to the west of the small hall. The people in it are nervously changing their clothes. They will probably perform later. Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu are standing at the back door, looking at these busy students, Fu There was a look of memories in his eyes.

"Where are they going to perform?" Jiang Hengshu asked.

Fu Zhen's memory is not bad, and he said to Jiang Hengshu: "If you walk from the main entrance, you will be facing the auditorium. You should be performing there."

As soon as his voice fell, a girl yelled at them, "What are you two doing stupidly standing there? Hurry up, there are two stumps there. Hurry up."

"Huh?" Fu Zhen was taken aback. He didn't expect them to get a job as soon as they arrived. He immediately explained, "We are not—"

"Knowing that you are not from our drama club," the girl said with a serious expression, "all are here, anyway, you don't have to show your face, hurry up, time is running out."

Fu Zhen and Jiang Heng looked at each other with a special smile, walked over and moved the stump to the hall at the front door together with everyone, and then got in.

The girl who spoke just now said to the door: "You two have two lines in one person, remember and don't forget."

Jiang Hengshu was at a loss and didn't know what lines there were. Fortunately, Fu Zhen also participated in this drama. With his fairly good memory, he finally recalled what those two lines were.

The performance went well. The two stumps stood side by side and stayed from the beginning of the performance to the end. They also took a photo with the other members, and then moved the stumps back to the room where they were rehearsing.

There are many award-winning photos of the drama club on the wall of this room. Among them is Fu Zhen. He was the vice president of the drama club at the time. He will be promoted to the president in half a semester. "Too busy, so he quit his job in the drama club.

Jiang Hengshu rarely saw Fu Zhen's previous photos, only when he went to Fu's house, he might see one or two photos of Fu Zhen when he was a child somewhere. He looked at Fu Zhen in the photo with a smile on his face. .

Fu Zhen came over and patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Am I not as young as I was then?"

Jiang Hengshu shook his head. Fu Zhen's appearance hasn't changed much in the past, but his temperament has matured a lot.

"Meeting for a meeting!" A somewhat hoarse male voice came from the corridor, and the other students in the room found a good seat to sit. Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu were very embarrassed. The back door was closed. Can walk through the front door, but the boy has already reached the front door.

The boy wore a blue sweater, sat down on the front computer chair, holding a copy of "Actors' Self-cultivation" in his hand, cleared his throat before speaking, and said, "The performance just now was very good. , The male and female protagonists are all in place, but, but ah", the boy said, using the book in his hand to pat on the props beside him.

"Who acted the two trees on the stage just now? Didn't you say that the lines have been changed? Ah? Why can't I remember? How many times is this?"

The girl who was in charge of the rehearsal stepped forward: "President, today two students in the club went out for an internship and asked for leave. I asked them to ask other students to help them."

"Whoever I am, stand up and show me first."

There was no way, Fu Zhen had to stand up.

The other students looked at him sympathetically. The president became like a mad dog as soon as he got angry. No one could persuade whoever caught him and bit him. These two classmates also suffered a disaster.

However, what everyone can't think of is that their mad dog president stopped biting. He just stared at the young man in white sportswear wearing a mask. He was speechless for a while, his expression seemed to be When I came home, I was shocked to see my wife lying on the bed like the old Wang next door.

The students were very curious about how sacred this mask brother is, so more and more eyes were focused on Fu Zhen.

"Fu Fu Fu..." President Fu didn't say anything for a long time, but the two lips were pressed together, as if blowing air.

In the end, he might be thinking of Fu Zhen's current identity, so it was not what Fu said, but another title: "Senior?"

Fu Zhen said, the president immediately got up from the chair and said to the other students: "The meeting is over, you should go back first."

Seeing that there was no gossip to read, the students had to leave with regret.

After they had all left, Fu Zhen took off the mask on his face and looked at the president with a smile, as if he was looking at a junior who satisfied him. He asked, "Why haven't you graduated yet? ?"

The president touched his head and chuckled. He didn't look so serious in front of the members just now. He said to Fu Zhen: "I'm undergraduate, so I can stay in school for two years."

Fu Zhen uttered a loud voice and nodded. He stretched his hand over Jiang Hengshu and asked him to sit down beside him. Jiang Hengshu also took off his mask and looked at Fu Zhen beside him with tenderness in his eyes. .

The president took a sigh of relief and looked at Fu Zhen with an expression of collapse after eating dog food. He asked, "Senior, what are you doing here today?"

"Aren't you going to make a movie next, come and see if there is a suitable candidate."

The president grinned: "Senior, can you look at me?"

Fu Zhen coughed, cleared his throat, and refused: "I don't think it will work."

The president Ming learned very well, and immediately followed up: "I don't want you to think, I want me to think."

Fu Zhen couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

The president asked: "Has the senior picked it?"

"The male protagonist on the stage just now was pretty good, how old is it, do you have time recently?"

"Senior year, there are no classes. If you know the senior you want to choose him to act in a movie, you must immediately agree," the president sighed regretfully, "I would have played the leading actor if I knew it."

Fu Zhen raised his hand and patted his shoulder twice: "You should study hard."

"By the way, Senior Master, Mr. Guan left you some notes for you to keep in the office. You can pick them up if you have time."

Fu Zhen never expected that the teacher would leave a gift for himself. He felt sour. Although he would go to the teacher’s grave during the two years of Qingming Festival, he still felt that he had not done enough to the teacher. , He pursed his lips and said to the president: "I see, thank you."

Fu Zhen chatted with the president for a while, and there was a loud noise in the corridor. Soon a group of young people came outside the room, looked at Fu Zhen, and said hello to him: "Long time no see ."

"Long time no see." Fu Zhen said with a smile, his eyes were slightly moist.