There were four people feeling awkward in the classroom, but Xie Zhuran was by far the most awkward.
In front of their counselor, he had passionately acted out Dio Brando’s famous scene, making it incredibly perverse.
He couldn’t help but cough twice.
He had expected Jiang Xiao to be the most embarrassed, but Jiang Xiao appeared to be the calmest person in the room.
Song Qiuyu, on the other hand, quickly disengaged from her perverse role.
It was as if having her perverted performance witnessed by the counselor only made her a little shy.
Moreover, the counselor had even applauded her, which was an acknowledgment of her performance.
She gently scratched the back of her neck and chuckled, looking at the counselor with pleasant surprise.
In terms of teaching, the counselor should be more professional than any of them; perhaps the counselor could offer Jiang Xiao more constructive suggestions!
“Counselor Yang, you’re so knowledgeable, could you also give Jiang Xiao some advice?” Song Qiuyu asked straightforwardly.
Jiang Xiao was slightly taken aback; another person was about to help him act like a pervert.
“Mm. To play a pervert well, first, you need to learn to laugh!” Counselor Yang Yang nodded.
“Come on, Jiang Xiao, try to give us a laugh first.”
Jiang Xiao’s lips were flatter than flat.
After being intensely stared at by four pairs of eyes for a while, his mouth still stiffly twitched, pulling out a smile.
It was a smile so bizarre it rivaled that of a mimic, shocking the four of them for an entire year.
They all saw how uncomfortable he was.
Then, the counselor picked up her phone and, with a click, took a picture of Jiang Xiao’s smile.
“Let’s keep this initial smile on file as a reference for later.”
Jiang Xiao’s mouth twitched slightly. Was it still too late to quit the short video production team?
Seeing this, Song Qiuyu, Lin An, and Xie Zhuran involuntarily became alert, smiling awkwardly; Jiang Xiao’s present was their future!
Next, the counselor offered some suggestions based on their recent rehearsal, asking them to write out each character’s growth arc to help them delve into their roles.
He also gave them individual special guidance on playing villains.
“What about me, what about me?” Seeing that his three roommates had all received guidance, Xie Zhuran eagerly leaned in.
“You? Just rein it in.”
“…”
So, Song Qiuyu spent some more time roughly writing out the four characters’ growth arcs.
Jiang Xiao put on his headphones and silently watched the cuts of perverted characters that Lin An had sent to the dorm group.
Halfway through, he turned his head to look at Lin An and Xie Zhuran, who were deepening their understanding of their respective roles under the counselor’s guidance, his expression subtly changing.
He then looked at Song Qiuyu, who was engrossed in typing, her serious and focused expression making him frown slightly.
All of them were very serious about the short video and full of passion for directing, but he was only there for Shen Xi.
Because Shen Xi liked Nanxi (Nanfeng Arts Institute), he came.
He was different from them.
Song Qiuyu finished writing the rough growth arcs for each character and sent them to the dorm group.
After reading them, under everyone’s gaze, Jiang Xiao confirmed the electronic script again.
He closed his eyes and took a shallow breath.
Without immediately speaking his lines, he slowly opened his eyes with an expression even calmer than before. It wasn’t the flamboyant madness of a typical pervert, but a feeling of calmer madness.
He deliberately lowered his voice to a hoarse tone: “Welcome to… the gladiator arena I’ve built for you.”
“Here, only one of you can survive.”
“Slaughter each other, abandon everything…”
His expression and lines were still a bit stiff, but his voice clearly held an excitement and pleasure that was almost uncontrollable, subtly tinged with a slight tremor.
It was as if a true pervert, eager to see foolish humans slaughter each other for survival and witness bloodshed, had come to life.
Watching Jiang Xiao’s portrayal of the perverted character, Song Qiuyu’s eyes lit up.
As expected of a top student, he learned quickly.
However, she was not satisfied yet: “Pause for a moment, Jiang Xiao. You definitely captured the essence of a pervert, but it’s too much like a serious drama. We’re doing a comedy, so it needs to be a bit more outlandish!”
Jiang Xiao silently stopped his performance and continued to ponder the character.
Meanwhile, Lin An and Xie Zhuran also lowered their heads, continuing to ponder their roles.
When it came to being outlandish, they felt their performances still weren’t quite enough.
Counselor Yang Yang looked at Song Qiuyu with an appreciative expression; this child had a promising future.
Half of the lunch break was almost over, so they hurried to continue their rehearsal.
The counselor, phone in hand, would occasionally snap photos of their practice.
Every mistake, like forgetting lines or fumbling words, was captured without exception.
Song Qiuyu was even busier.
During the rehearsal, new ideas would constantly spark, and she would revise the script while filming.
The script’s length, which started at three thousand words, grew to nearly five thousand words through revisions.
The text was too long and needed further trimming and refining.
Even during breaks, she was still tapping away at her phone screen.
“Have some water.” Jiang Xiao went downstairs, bought water, and handed it to her.
Putting down her phone, Song Qiuyu casually took the bottled water. “Mm, thanks!”
She twisted open the cap of the mineral water bottle and tilted her head back to drink.
Then, she accidentally glimpsed Jiang Xiao’s phone screen and saw a familiar wallpaper.
She froze, almost spitting water onto his face.
Uh, wasn’t that her picture in white stockings? So Jiang Xiao had been using it as his phone wallpaper, looking at it every day?
Unlike looking through the crack in the bathroom door last night, the classroom was well-lit, and she clearly saw the heart-shaped birthmark on the inner side of the left thigh in the wallpaper.
The white shirt hem, partially covering her upper thigh, was truly imaginative, an absolute killer for a pure, innocent virgin like Jiang Xiao!
Staring at that picture every day, would it really not lead to kidney deficiency?
Song Qiuyu was utterly shocked.
The thought of Jiang Xiao perhaps having those kinds of thoughts about her white-stockinged leg photo every day made certain parts of her body burn, and her breathing quickened slightly.
An inner stir couldn’t be stopped.
She was so surprised that she forgot to avert her gaze.
The next second, her eyes met Jiang Xiao’s.
She paused, forcing herself to act normal, and spoke in a teasing, nostalgic tone: “Jiang Xiao, it’s been so long, and you still like white stockings so much.”
Jiang Xiao looked away, simply sitting down one seat away without speaking.
“This picture is quite nice, whose is it?”
Song Qiuyu could only grit her teeth and continue, because this was a normal person’s reaction, but most people’s next step might be…
“Buddy, can I get a copy of this white-stocking ‘ice cream’ too?”
But she would die before saying that latter part.
Asking a roommate for a suggestive picture, especially when that suggestive picture was of her roommate’s deceased first love, and even worse, herself!
That was too messed up.
After speaking, she clenched her fists, feeling guilty, and lowered her gaze, not daring to look directly at Jiang Xiao.
But gathering her courage, she looked up and saw that his ears were a bit red.
Huh?
Why did he suddenly turn red?
Could it be…
Jiang Xiao was actually feeling shy!
This caused Song Qiuyu’s mind to explode, directly crashing.
She was relentlessly assaulted by memories from last night; both Jiang Xiao’s figure in the bathroom and his figure in her dream came back to haunt her.
She felt deeply that she shouldn’t be sitting there; she should be standing outside the classroom.
She naturally understood male nature very well and always adhered to the principle that “even lust has its ways.”
But the problem was, Jiang Xiao clearly did something more egregious last night, and then… his ears turned red so easily?
Could it be that he also remembered what he secretly did in the bathroom last night?
Thinking about such things right beside her?
Jiang Xiao’s face was cold, his lips slightly moving, as if he wanted to say something.
Before hearing his words, Song Qiuyu already knew what his next sentence would be: it would definitely be—”I can’t give you this picture!”
She bit her silver teeth in shame, filled with emotion, wishing she could escape the classroom right now…
Was Jiang Xiao, this virgin, going to diligently defend the purity of his ex-girlfriend?
Why did she suddenly feel a bit touched?