In the empty seats at the back of the classroom, the teaching assistant was distributing questions.

After drawing lots to get the topic, everyone started to work on their own choice.

"Sister Wan, what did you catch?"

Jiang Ke'er secretly hid her note.

Ye Wanliang opened his own.

There were two big words on the note: Maid.

Ye Wan was very calm.

She was still thinking about what kind of impromptu performance she could put on so that she, a maid, could stand out and be memorable.

Jiang Ke'er exclaimed, "What? Sister Wan doesn't look like a maid, right?"

If this stunningly beautiful maid lived in a mansion, she would have been chosen by the young master to be his concubine to warm his bed.

If this happened in the palace, the emperor would just glance around and look for her everywhere, and within a few days, the maid would become a noble lady.

Jiang Ke'er's eyes lit up. "It seems like it's not impossible. There's a lot of room for improvement."

Just by looking at her lively expression of pursing her lips and laughing and her eyes shining, one could tell what she was thinking at that moment. Ye Wan shook his head helplessly, "What about you?"

Jiang Ke'er showed the note in her hand, "Women's play."

"I'm so desperate, Sister Wan!"

Jiang Ke'er hung her head in frustration, "If it was any other word, I would be so worried right now, but it had to be these three words."

"I'm a girl, how can I play a man's role?"

Ye Wan: “…”

It's not because you are a woman that the play you play is a women's play, okay? If I say you lack understanding, will you...

Forget it.

A beautiful lady like Jiang Ke'er needs careful care.

Ye Wan decided not to tell her the tragic fact.

Behind Ye Wan, several girls were chattering and exchanging notes with each other, pondering ideas together.

"Classmate, classmate?"

Ye Wan turned around and saw the three girls were all stunned.

The more people there are, the more contradictions and conflicts there are, and the more room there is for maneuver.

If there are fewer people, the atmosphere will tend to become dull.

I originally wanted to find a few people to play together.

Five people appeared.

What if there are judges who believe that appearance is justice? These two people will win just by looking at their faces, right?

Wouldn't that mean they had lost completely? But everything has two sides.

If the two actors' acting is poor, then their looks will become synonymous with vases, right? In short, beauty is beautiful.

However, beauty can easily become a double-edged sword! After a long while, the pretty one in the middle gritted his teeth and said, "How about we act together?"

"Xiao Shi, how about just forget it?"

"Yeah, let's think about it again..."

The other two were obviously not so confident. They muttered to themselves while pulling Xiao Shi back to sit.

But after a few minutes, the three of them couldn't laugh anymore.

A group of people stepped forward.

The judge seemed to be in a hurry and pointed at six people casually, "Just the six of you. Put your topics on the table. You will have three minutes to prepare. Start the timer!"

I just took out the note and haven't even unfolded it yet, but the countdown has already started?

Except for Ye Wan and Jiang Ke'er who were relatively calm, the other four people opened the notes in a panic and placed them on the table.

Rainy night.

Love and hate.

silence.

play off.

Maid.

Women's drama.

Of the six notes, only Ye Wan's maid gave a relatively specific identity.

The notes from the other five people can be said to be quite willful.

As time goes by, some people's lips have turned pale.

Looking at you, looking at her, my hands started to tremble with nervousness.

As soon as Ye Wan opened his mouth, he heard someone speak first, "The harem is competing for favor."

Ye Wan frowned and suddenly shut up.

(End of this chapter)