The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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More than ten years later, there is still a large group of Yuan Xiu Gongzi's fans who are devoted to their own pursuits and silently waiting. They are obviously here to have fun." Her deskmate, who was also the monitor of Senior 3 (1) class, pulled Fan Jiaxin’s sleeve and said, “Don’t say that. Fan Jiaxin glared at Gu Weimian and said, "Hey, come here and pick up the book for me." In her sight, the girl with a delicate appearance that was distorted slowly raised her arms and crossed her chest, a...
She had watched this TV series in her previous life.
This character has been talked about for more than ten years. More than ten years later, there is still a large group of Yuan Xiu Gongzi's fans who are devoted to their own pursuits and silently waiting.
Master Yuan Xiu was also the pinnacle of the actor’s acting career, and all his subsequent works were not as amazing as that role.
This character in the original novel itself is very stunning, and the TV series also displays nearly 90% of this character's charm.
But...anyway...
That's a male character!
Is it really a good idea to ask her to act?
She knew in her heart that although this role was not the protagonist, it was indeed the best supporting role that could almost steal the limelight from the protagonist.
The character is likable, but he has few scenes.
It allows her to steal the show without taking up too much of her time, which can be said to be a well-intentioned move.
Of course, some of this was done by those people. They were just short of writing on her head that she had a strong background.
Gu Weimian sighed. She had considered refusing... but was rejected in the end.
She actually has no great interest in acting.
But... with such a good resource given to her, if she ruined this character, she would feel sorry for the original fans, and even more sorry for the fans who have been waiting for more than ten years.
Ye Yumeng could talk non-stop without a pause. When Gu Weimian was distracted, she had already brought up the topic of the Mathematical Olympiad, "... In another week we will be participating in the Mathematical Olympiad again, but in two months we will have the college entrance examination."
She said, sighing sadly.
Of course she would be excited if she could enter the provincial mathematics Olympiad.
But she suddenly skipped a grade and was about to face the college entrance examination, so she felt uneasy in her heart.
Gu Weiman frowned, understanding Ye Yumeng's uneasiness.
Just as she was about to speak, she heard a noisy sound in the class.
One of the groups kept moving backwards and almost hit her back.
Gu Weimian glanced at the members of that group in confusion.
The people who were moving the tables had complaining looks on their faces, and their eyes were not very friendly when they looked at Gu Weimian and the others.
Especially Fan Jiaxin, who had just become enemies with Gu Weimian and was feeling unhappy at the moment.
"Why should they be allowed to cut in front of us? Do they look like they are here for class? They are obviously here to have fun."
Her deskmate, who was also the monitor of Senior 3 (1) class, pulled Fan Jiaxin’s sleeve and said, “Don’t say that. We are all classmates.”
Fan Jiaxin snorted, "I just don't think it's worth it. They're clearly here to play with this young lady, but we, the real senior high school students, have to make room for them."
As she spoke, the pile of books on the table suddenly collapsed in half.
Fan Jiaxin glared at Gu Weimian and said, "Hey, come here and pick up the book for me."
In her sight, the girl with a delicate appearance that was distorted slowly raised her arms and crossed her chest, and glanced at her indifferently: "Call me?"
Fan Jiaxin was angered by Gu Weimian's action, "We made room for you, so it's not too much to ask you to pick up a book for me, right?"
Gu Weimian looked at this righteous face and didn't take it to heart.
Instead, her gaze turned to Fan Jiaxin's deskmate, the class monitor Mo Yanjia, and she smiled, her voice light, "I beg you to make room for us?"