Ruoxi took the script and said, "There really is a martial arts scene, but I don't know if the action will be difficult."
The sky was clear and the breeze was blowing across the lawn. Several people in aristocratic student uniforms stood there, looking like a beautiful picture.
The director called a few people to hurry over.
"Xintai, you and Su Che will be sitting there in a moment, on that white chair."
The director wore sunglasses and rolled the script into a paper tube in his hand, directing everyone's positions.
"Jin Chengyu, you will come over here soon, and Tang Zhe, you will sit there, yes, and Zaixi, you two will pretend to have a dispute. Jin Chengyu will walk through the light from here, get in place, get in place, get ready~"
"start--"
Tang Zhe was sitting on a white chair on a summer afternoon, and Zai Xi was sitting next to him.
At this moment, Zai Xi slammed a stack of manuscripts on the chair and asked Tang Zhe: Plagiarism, your paper is plagiarized.
Tang Zhe smiled evilly, "Do you need to be so serious? No one cares about this kind of thing. I haven't heard of anyone failing to graduate from this aristocratic school."
"But, if it's wrong, it's wrong." Zai Xi glared at him.
"Even if it's wrong, what can you do to me?" Tang Zhe seemed unconvinced and stood up, looking down on the classmates in front of him.
Jae Hee grabbed Tang Zhe by the collar
"Stop, stop, stop -"
Ruoxi carefully looked back at the director
"Zaixi, what did you do? You want to lose your temper at Tang Zhe at this time. Why are you so light when you grab his collar? It doesn't look like you are angry! Do it again!" The director shouted to the two people with a loudspeaker.
Su Che and Xintai were originally sitting on another chair. Those two people were purely in the background. In Tang Zhe's words, Tang Zhe and Zai Xi were the protagonists of this scene.
"Oh~" Ruo Xi took a breath. To be honest, Ruo Xi hasn't had a fight in her whole life. This is probably the first time.
Tang Zhe looked at Ruoxi and smiled darkly.
"start--"
Tang Zhe said, "Is it necessary to be so serious? No one cares about this kind of thing. I haven't heard of anyone failing to graduate from this aristocratic school."
"But, if it's wrong, it's wrong." Zai Xi glared at him
"Even if it's wrong, what can you do to me?"
Zai Xi grabbed Tang Zhe's uniform collar, "You——"
"Stop—" the director sat up from his chair in a hurry and walked over, "Jae Hee, have you never had a fight?"