Wait a minute, how can a mute possibly be an actor? Sang Ning suddenly fell into deep confusion. Could it be that Director Qin's movie required a role for someone with special traits?
Huang Chengzi loved to cry, Sun Bangyu couldn't speak, Wei Lejun was like a walking powder keg—Sang Ning really felt drained…
Mixed-gender wrestling? Sang Ning wasn't worried. Unless these guys had professional training, she was confident enough to crush them without breaking a sweat.
Break time was over, and the female students had finished tidying up their gear. The two teams, men and women, sat cross-legged on the ground, facing each other. The area in the middle was left open for the instructors to stand and for the students to wrestle.
The male students on the opposite side counted six in total, all sporting identical buzz cuts and military training uniforms. Sang Ning suddenly felt her face blindness acting up.
