Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 115

Although the quality of students recruited for two consecutive years was worrying, and although it was outshined by the promotional video of the Central Academy of Drama next door.

But this does not prevent the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy from still maintaining an arrogant attitude of being the best, and it still attracts the favor and yearning of countless candidates.

Huang Bo in "Nobody".

No matter how old he is or how handsome he looks, he is studying dubbing at a vocational college.

Let me just ask you if you are a student of the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy!
Huang Shengyi in "Kung Fu".

No matter how many scenes she has, or whether she has any lines.

Let me ask you if you are the heroine!
There were only three domestic films released in 04 that grossed over million yuan, two of which featured students from the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy, playing the leading roles.

Which school has this ability?
Chinese drama? Play?
Go play with your balls!
When it comes to the starting point for the development of students in the acting department, you have to look at Beijing Film Academy!
With this mentality, Beijing Film Academy chose to be deaf and blind, ignoring the targeted provocations from next door and carrying out its own publicity.

The publicity effect is also very gratifying. The number of people who registered for the art exam this year directly broke the records of previous years!

What? The Central Academy of Drama, too?

What? The same thing for the theater?

What? The admissions for undergraduate arts majors at Beijing Normal University and other key universities are also much more competitive than in previous years?
Emmm, anyway, Beijing Film Academy broke the record, so I just want to ask you whether you broke it or not!

Under such circumstances, the 05 art examination seemed particularly lively.

The Beijing Film Academy and the Central Academy of Drama alone planned to recruit only 30 undergraduate students in the acting department, but the total number of applicants was nearly 10,000.

Beijing Normal University is more exciting, with more than 10,000 people competing for undergraduate places in the arts.

The glamour and extravaganza of the entertainment industry is something people yearn for, and it was probably from this period that becoming a star gradually became a wish that children wrote down on paper.

So much so that Director Future Fox often says: Let becoming a scientist become children’s dream again.

It sounds so sad.

And, it's both funny and sad.

"Wow! So many people?" Zhen Jiecheng was shocked!
Crowded crowds, makeshift passages, and notices posted on the walls.

The school does not have enough staff, so it has to ask students to serve as volunteers to help maintain order. At this moment, they are holding a loud speaker to remind candidates and parents of relevant precautions.

"There were even more people in the initial test before, a huge crowd!" Huang Sanshi responded, "Even if a large number of people were eliminated in the initial test, there are still more than a thousand people in the retest now!"

"Fuck!" Zhen Jiecheng was dumbfounded. "I'm going to keep yelling like this until the end of time, right?"

"Mad, is it too late for me to regret now?"

"No! I don't regret it. My parents' family majored in photography, and my husband's family majored in directing."

"No matter how you look at it, I can't get into the acting department. Why should I be busy with your art exams?"

"Besides, don't you say in the Department of Acting that the best things should be kept within the family? I firmly agree with your point of view. I want to go home and work on my own land!"

As he said this, he was about to run away, and Huang Sanshi was so anxious that he quickly reached out to hold him back.

Others may just talk and complain.

But this guy is different, he really dares to do it!
"Jie Cheng! Jie. Brother! I can call you brother, okay?"

"Well, we in the acting department will arrange a chair for you. Please sit down! Is that ok?"

"I'll be a judge?" Zhen Jiecheng asked.

"Of course not!" Huang Sanshi shook his head. "The judges have already been decided. How can we change them at the last minute? You should still do the work assigned to you before. But you can sit down anytime you want. It will definitely not tire you out."

"Isn't this the same as taking off your pants to fart? It's the same as not saying anything." Zhen Jiecheng curled his lips, "It's as if your acting department didn't provide chairs and I have to stand the whole time."

"I have done great things for my alma mater. I have done my best for my alma mater. I can even sit down and chat with the principal in his office. Is your acting department so awesome?"

"I'll make you some tea!" Huang Sanshi's forehead was almost sweating.

"I invite you to dinner!"

"Don't eat out. I'll cook for you!"

"By the way, Sun Li has recently learned how to stew fish."

"Come to my house and try your senior's soup. It tastes pretty good and smells nice, not fishy at all."

Oh, this isn't good, right?
How can this be so embarrassing?

Zhen Jiecheng could no longer find a reason to refuse, so he nodded reluctantly.

"Okay then, Mr. Huang."

"After all, the acting department is also part of Beijing Film Academy."

"I am dedicated to my alma mater, so what if I have to endure some hardship? I, Zhen Jiecheng, will do my best to help you!"

Huang Sanshi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. In order to avoid any more trouble, he took Zhen Jiecheng and walked towards the examination room.

Huang Sanshi has been having a tough time recently. Two of his self-written, directed and acted works have failed in succession. He has basically been abandoned by investors, and his high-quality film and television resources have also become increasingly scarce.

At home, Sun Li actually began to "rebel", which left Huang Sanshi puzzled.

I've clearly taught him a lesson, why is he not listening again?

Huang Sanshi had no choice but to temporarily focus on his work at school, hoping to build a good relationship chain and accumulate strength when future opportunities come.

If Zhen Jiecheng quit his job in front of him, Huang Sanshi would have to take the responsibility no matter what the truth was.

At the very least, the evaluation of "Although you failed to persuade Zhen Jiecheng from his willfulness, it means that you are incompetent" is bound to leave an impression on the performance department and even the school leaders.

This was simply unacceptable to the well-mannered Huang Sanshi.

"Oh! It's so hard to be a human being!"

Huang Sanshi sighed in his heart,
"It's still cool to be a big director. You can be as willful and romantic as you want."

"We can sleep wherever we go. There's no need to manage the relationship. Just make a finger gesture and it'll be fine."

"Senior!"

Just as I was thinking about it, a clear and bright voice suddenly came to my ears.

Huang Sanshi subconsciously stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.

Suddenly, he saw a graceful figure in the long queue of candidates, jumping and waving in his direction.

Hiss! This talent!
Even through the down jacket, one can hear the lively movements!

Looking closely, I saw that her skin was delicate and her eyes were beautiful.

Lively and cheerful, yet also clever.

In an instant, Huang Sanshi seemed to have returned to 95, when he first met Sun Li.

It’s the same art exam scene, and the people are the same art exam candidates.

Although their temperaments are very different, they both have the same natural beauty.

As a man, Huang Sanshi was subconsciously moved.

As a teacher, Huang Sanshi subconsciously adjusted his expression, trying to show a positive image of a role model.

By the time I realized that this candidate was Yang Mi, who was of particular interest to the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy this year, Zhen Jiecheng's voice had already rang in my ears.

"Yang Mi?"

Zhen Jiecheng smiled and waved.
"Mi Mi, come here!"

The distance was a bit far, so the shouting was louder.

Zhen Jiecheng spoke, and the teacher who was maintaining order on the scene naturally didn't say anything more.

As for the other candidates, they all looked over when they heard the noise.

Many people know Huang Sanshi, but there are definitely more people who know Zhen Jiecheng's face!
A talented man from Beijing Film Academy and the king of romance.

The originator of the "famous saying" that made the Chinese national football team so embarrassed and wanted to be avoided.

He is a top-notch scumbag cave explorer who makes his male compatriots grit their teeth, but also yearns for him.

Oh, by the way, he is also the big director of the billion-dollar club!

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Yang Mi with envy and jealousy.

There are even people who feel that it is unfair and that Yang Mi is openly using connections and backdoors.

But this did not prevent Yang Mi from remaining calm under the focus of countless strange gazes, and she walked towards Zhen Jiecheng with ease.

"Good attitude!" Many teachers nodded in approval.

"It's just the retest, and you've already called the seniors in advance. You're really confident!"

"What else? She was a child star. She has been active in front of the camera since she was a child in "The Legend of the Beggars" and "Tang Minghuang". Not only did she not grow crooked when she grew up, she also has a good figure and a pretty face. How can she not be confident?"

"When did she meet Jie Cheng?"

"I think they met on the set of The Return of the Condor Heroes. Didn't Jie Cheng make a cameo appearance in The Return of the Condor Heroes?"

"This kid has talent and a solid foundation. He is also open-minded and not shy. He is a good candidate for the entertainment industry."

"I've already established connections with Jie Cheng before I even start school. I have a promising future ahead of me!"

While they were chatting, Yang Mi had already left the team and walked quickly to Zhen Jiecheng.

"Hello, Mr. Huang!" He greeted Huang Sanshi first, then looked at Zhen Jiecheng excitedly, "Senior, are you here for the retest?"

"Yeah!" Zhen Jiecheng nodded.

"Senior, are you the judge?"

"Haha, you stupid judge! I'm just a handyman!" Zhen Jiecheng curled his lips, "Guarding the door, eavesdropping on the walls, and calling out numbers to entertain customers!" "Ah?" Yang Mi was dumbfounded.

"Ahem! Stop talking nonsense. What do you mean by accepting guests or not?" Huang Sanshi got anxious again. "Pay attention to the occasion and the impact."

"Okay, just treat it as my nonsense, it means the same thing anyway." Zhen Jiecheng muttered, then looked at Yang Mi.
"Mi Mi, has the filming of The Condor Heroes been completed?"

"Yes, senior."

"How's Xixi doing? Has your mentality recovered?"

When filming in Jiuzhaigou, Liu Yifei fell into the water. If Huang Xiaoming hadn't jumped in and pulled her out in time, she might have been washed into the waterfall.

In fact, Zhen Jiecheng had reminded people to pay attention to safety many times when he was a guest star, and also asked Huang Xiaoming to take care of it, but this incident still happened.

When Aunt Liu called, her voice was trembling and she thanked Zhen Jiecheng in various ways.

They agreed that after the filming of The Condor Heroes was finished, the mother and daughter would treat Zhen Jiecheng well. If he wanted to eat or play anything, he could just ask. As long as the aunt could do it, she would never refuse.

There’s nothing we can do, Huang Xiaoming is just too good of a human being!
The first thing he said was: Before leaving, Jiecheng repeatedly told me to keep an eye on Xixi and to help her if she had any difficulties.

Listen!

Otherwise, how could they be so successful in the circle?
Otherwise, how could Angel Baby get so many high-quality resources?

Wanda spent so much manpower, material resources and money to promote Da Tiantian, but Huang Xiaoming single-handedly brought the angel baby who could only stare blankly to the front line.

I can't accept it!

"I can now film normally. But I still get scared when I talk about it. Xixi told me that she often wakes up from dreams."

"How can we not be afraid of such a life-threatening incident? Just think of this as a lesson for her. She will be more careful and attentive when filming in the future." Zhen Jiecheng nodded.
"the same as you!"

"Although drama is more important than anything else, personal safety is ultimately the most important."

"In the future, whether you are hanging on wires or shooting other dangerous scenes, you must be more careful."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about the art exam. How are you preparing for it?"

"It's OK, there shouldn't be any problem!" When Yang Mi mentioned this, she held her head high. When she noticed Zhen Jiecheng's eyes slipping down, she not only did not hide it, but proudly showed her youthful vitality, as if she also wanted Zhen Jiecheng to hold his head high and be fierce!
But she obviously doesn't have that ability.

No, strictly speaking, Zhen Jiecheng does not have this ability for the time being.

Cheng Hao had plundered it so thoroughly that it became as diluted as water.

"Oh, so confident?" Zhen Jiecheng quickly shifted his subconscious focus and pretended that he was just checking the candidate number that Yang Mi had taped to his chest.

"Number 312, right? I've got it in mind! I'm waiting to witness your level in the final exam!"

At nine o'clock in the morning, the art exam re-examination officially began.

As the judges walked out of the performance department office and headed for the examination room, the originally noisy team of examinees suddenly quieted down, and a tense atmosphere spread.

Soon, Zhen Jiecheng was seen holding a chair in his left hand and a loud speaker in his right hand.

"queue!"

"Line up according to the candidate numbers!"

"Don't squeeze in, don't occupy the passage, line up outside!"

Upon hearing the call, the students who served as volunteers responded quickly.

"Okay, senior, we'll line up now."

Soon, the queue was rearranged.

Suddenly, Zhen Jiecheng was sitting at the door of the examination classroom, holding a loud speaker.

"A group of five!"

"Numbers one to five, come in!"

Hiss! The billion-dollar commercial director is calling the number at the gate?

Hiss! Is the configuration of Beijing Film Academy so high?

With a good mentality, I was eager to try, trying to leave a deep impression on Zhen Jiecheng in the next re-examination.

Those who were in a normal state of mind had already started to feel uneasy. Their breathing became visibly rapid and their faces turned pale with nervousness.

"Numbers 36 to 40, come in!"

"Numbers 51 to 55, come in!"

Groups after groups came in and out. When they came in, their expressions were similar, but when they came out, they were mixed with sadness and joy, clearly divided.

It has to be said that most of the candidates who dare to apply for Beijing Film Academy are handsome men and beautiful women.

But when you gather together, you are either Liu Yifei, Cheng Hao, or Yang Mi, or you have to be Huang Bo, Sun Honglei, or Liao Fan.

Otherwise, you will inevitably be forgotten by everyone due to aesthetic fatigue!
No, from five people in a group to ten people in a group. The test duration remains the same, but the number of candidates has doubled.

The judges were visibly tired. As for Zhen Jiecheng, he had already handed the loudspeaker to a junior classmate he didn't know to call out the numbers on his behalf. He quietly acted as a door god and played with his phone.

Chat with my eldest niece, chat with sister Zi, chat with sister Jing, chat with sister Jinglei, and oh! It’s time for lunch!
Let’s continue chatting after dinner!
This was the case on the first day of the re-examination, and it was still the same on the second day.

The teachers in the acting department couldn't say anything, because before they could say anything, Zhen Jiecheng had already said confidently, "From morning till night, except for eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, I was just being the door god for your acting department. I was completely confused!"

What else can I say?
Not only can you not say it, you have to politely say: Thank you for your hard work!

So much so that in the end, the head of the performance department couldn't stand it anymore.

"Jiecheng, you better come in and sit down during the final exam!"

"With your status, it's totally inappropriate for you to just stand at the door and play."

"Although we can't include you on the review list, you are actually the same as other teachers! If you have any ideas, just say them directly. Our acting department will definitely value your opinions."

"How can I say this? I haven't graduated from graduate school yet. I'm still a student!" Zhen Jiecheng declined politely.

"No, no, no, don't be embarrassed!" The department head was anxious. "What's wrong with being a student? What's wrong with not graduating? Isn't it normal for graduate students to occasionally take on teaching assistant work?"

"Besides! Ability is the most important thing, special things should be handled specially!"

"Please be sure to sit in the examination room and join the judging panel. The final selection will require your valuable opinions from the perspective of a director."

“Let us work together to select the best and improve the quality of freshmen in the acting department. This will help Beijing Film Academy become bigger and stronger and create greater glory!”

Yan Jiecheng:
Now I can’t play with my phone anymore, and I can’t just lie down and do nothing.

When the final exam came, I saw Zhen Jiecheng sitting at the very edge of the judges' seat.

Although the chair he was sitting on was obviously added temporarily, there was not even a nameplate on the table in front of him.

But this does not prevent the candidates from coming to the final exam with their eyes burning and their spirits high.

There were more than 300 candidates for the final examination, but only 30 were admitted, a ratio of less than 10 to 1.

Different from the relatively rigid rules in the first two rounds, the final exam gives candidates a certain amount of freedom to express themselves.

But this does not mean that the difficulty has been reduced. On the contrary, it is not only more difficult than the re-examination, but also more difficult than the final examinations in previous years!

Themed skits, impromptu skits, recitations, singing, and impromptu performances in prescribed situations made even Zhen Jiecheng amazed. Although these things are the basics, it is indeed a bit difficult to give them to freshmen.

"Ahem, Jiecheng, please remember these names." Huang Sanshi came forward quietly.

"If you think they performed well, just praise them. If they performed just averagely, you don't need to waste your words."

"Don't worry, Jiecheng. If they are not strong enough, they can apply for higher vocational education. The consideration is only relative and will definitely not affect the overall fairness."

"You understand what I mean, right?"

"I understand!" Zhen Jiecheng glanced at the list and threw it aside. "It's just a connection!"

"Don't worry, I understand! When they're on stage, I'm deaf and blind, and I can't open my mouth. Anyway, I'm not involved in the scoring process, so you have nothing to worry about!"

"Hey, isn't giving a score just a ceremony? As long as you ask, how can our acting department not take your opinion seriously?" Huang Sanshi smiled ingratiatingly.

The handsome face was not yet completely stained with the greasiness of middle-aged people, but Zhen Jiecheng couldn't help but think of a word: hideous.

"Hello teachers! My name is Zhang Xiaofei!"

This is a familiar face, Zhen Jiecheng perked up.

Another familiar face: Jiao Junyan. Then, Yuan Shanshan appeared.

at last,

"Hello teachers, I am candidate No. 312, Yang Mi."

"Age 18, height 1.68 meters."

"The title of my recitation is: "If"."

As he spoke, he adjusted his breathing.

"If I were a drop of water, I would flow from the stream into the river"

It's true that the words are pronounced clearly, with ups and downs, and the voice is full of emotion, with changes in facial expressions and gestures, which is very realistic.

But for some reason, Zhen Jiecheng wanted to laugh more and more.

I had no choice but to take deep breaths and try to control my expression.

However, when Yang Mi sang "Nanniwan" with a loud "Ao", she sang it out of tune with another "Ao".

Zhen Jiecheng couldn't hold it in any longer and slammed the table.

"Hahahahaha!"

(End of this chapter)