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Chapter 63 Cheer up, brother!

"He Shumei, Ru Wenfeng, Hao Yun, Yu Geyun, Wang Jia, Hu Ying, Huang Bo, Zhu Shasha, An Xiaoxi, Sajie, are you all here? If you are, please go in."

When he heard the examination staff calling his name, Hao Yun quickly squeezed to the front to gather.

Soon, the other nine people also came before the examination staff.

Examination staff began to collect their admission tickets and ID cards, and checked whether the person and the ID cards were consistent to prevent the occurrence of proxy exams.

Hao Yun and the others took this opportunity to look at their teammates.

There are four boys and six girls. Art schools tend to have more girls than men, and there's nothing we can do about it. It's likely that they have achieved as balanced a balance as possible.

Basically, there are handsome men and beautiful women, especially a girl named An Xiaoxi, who is so beautiful that she can probably pass the art exam just with this face.

The only discordant one is this guy named Huang Bo.

Hao Yun had an impression of him. During the last re-examination, this guy admitted that this was his third time taking the Beijing Film Academy exam, and he also taught other candidates some things to pay attention to.

What he said was a mess, and he was just imparting experience of failure.

Pig...pig teammate!
As the saying goes, God will give a man a great responsibility, but he only needs to be given a bad teammate.

The legendary pig teammate appeared.

If Hao Yun had known that he would encounter such a stupid teammate, he should have made arrangements in advance, knocked him out, stripped him naked, and made him give up.

It's useless to say anything now.

After the examination staff verified the information, they let them in.

This time the examiner changed again.

The Wang Jinsong that Hao Yun was familiar with appeared again.

Lao Wang was also impressed by Hao Yun. When the group of people came in, he only took a quick glance and saw Hao Yun nodding and smiling at him.

He nodded in response subconsciously.

But I saw my colleagues next to me looking at this scene in surprise.

Fuck, it's not what you think.

We don't know each other!
However, when he thought about it carefully, even he began to doubt himself. The first test was a code test, and he was not an examiner in the second test. His score was indeed low, and now it was wrong again in the third test.

We'll see. He's still the class teacher this year. Once this kid enters school, I'll definitely target him and let everyone know that they are not in the same group.

The group of people ahead quickly prepared for the comprehensive performance test.

That is, a collective sketch.

The test topic they drew seemed to be "Outside the Emergency Room". Some of them played doctors, some played the perpetrators, some played the families of the injured, some played the families of the perpetrators, and some played the spectators.

This sketch has a very good topic.

Because there is a lot of room for emotional expression, it is easier for every candidate to have room to express themselves.

"Stop, it's too chaotic, don't crowd!" An examiner finally couldn't help it.

Everyone was trying their best to squeeze forward, and the perpetrator who was supposed to be the center of the plot was surrounded. This meant that the team's collective skit was basically a failure.

These students are able to enter the third test, and none of them will give up easily.

Quickly adjust your position and start again.

It’s not impossible to start over.

But the problem is that they still cannot change their eagerness to show off. The more unsuccessful their work is, the more they want to show off. Otherwise, you will be given low scores along with everyone else.

It ended in a mess and the students were very frustrated.

The people in Hao Yun's team also had solemn expressions - except for the one named An Xiaoxi.

I don’t know if it’s confidence or stupidity.

Group skits account for a large proportion of the total score and are the easiest way to widen the gap between each other. If it is really like what happened just now, unless you are extremely outstanding, you will easily be eliminated.

The total number of applicants to Beijing Film Academy this year is 12,000, and the Performance Department accounts for nearly half of them.

Only a few dozen people were admitted in total.

Half of them were assigned to further studies and dubbing, and there were only thirty people in the undergraduate program of acting.

Many times, one point can leave behind a large number of competitors.

The team in front left in an orderly manner, and it was Hao Yun and the others' turn to take the test one by one.

This examination process will also be the basis for the groups to compete for the right to speak. If you perform well, others may obey you to a certain extent.

"Next, An Xiaoxi."

Following the examiner's call, the most beautiful one ran to the center of the stage.

He first bowed and said hello, then began to introduce himself fluently.

sound……

Could this be the legendary candidate born in 87?

Why is your voice so babyish?

"I heard that he came back from overseas and didn't need to take the cultural subjects test. He couldn't be eliminated just based on his face. Why am I so unlucky? The group I was assigned to is full of handsome guys and beautiful girls..." The ugly boy who had failed the exam for three consecutive years was standing next to Hao Yun. Damn, Hao Yun suddenly felt a sense of crisis. Could this damn kid be going to throw in the towel?

"Come on, brother, Beijing Film Academy is not a school that only values ​​appearance!"

As he spoke, Hao Yun felt a little guilty.

"Don't worry, this is my third year taking the exam. I can't give up easily. I will try my best." Huang Bo smiled.

"come on!"

What I am worried about is that whether you tried your best or not will not affect the results of your exam.

Hao Yun racked his brains to think of a countermeasure.

I didn't even have the energy to pay attention to An Xiaoxi's swan-like dance on the stage.

Women only influence... No, this is not even considered a woman.

Huang Bo carries all of Hao Yun's love.

Judging from the performance of that group of people just now, dragging their feet was one of the important reasons for their failure, especially the one who played the perpetrator. He should have been one of the core members of the plot, but his acting was a mess and he couldn't lead the overall rhythm at all, so that the whole thing was in chaos. Others could only try hard to save themselves.

After An Xiaoxi, candidates came on stage one after another.

Soon it was Huang Bo's turn. Hao Yun found that Huang Bo's professional ability was quite good, although his accent was a little heavy when he recited, the song he chose when he sang was not very good, and his dance form was a little awkward...

Of course, the root of everything is that he is not good-looking.

If you are good looking, these are not a problem.

Hao Yun felt that there was a high probability that Huang Bo would not pass the exam this time.

It’s difficult.

After another candidate passed, it was Hao Yun's turn. He took a long breath...

Wow, that girl over there smells pretty good.

Never mind, let’s just raise my score first.

Hao Yun walked to the center of the stage and began his exam. The poem he chose to recite was Yue Fei's most passionate poem "Man Jiang Hong".

The attributes of the item I bought this time are even higher, and I spent a lot of money on it.

"Next I will play and sing a fragment of my original song, Autumn Rhythm."

As a continuation of the opening, Hao Yun took his own guitar and began to sing.

Original...

Just this one word made the examiners and candidates lose their temper.

How could they know that this is actually the only original song of Hao Yun. If you ask him to sing another one, he won't be able to pee even if his bladder explodes.

that's enough.

At least no one has heard of it. Among the five examiners on site, there is an associate professor from the School of Sound, and she can help testify.

"Next, I will perform the Wudang Taiyi Sect's Taiyi Xuanmen Sword!"

Hao Yun quickly switched equipment, put down the guitar, picked up the prop sword, and started playing without saying a word.

This time he changed the place and went to a martial arts school to ask about signing up for classes.

But Hao Yun is not kidding. When he has free time in the future, he really plans to learn some Kung Fu.

There's nothing wrong with shopping around.

This time, the martial arts attribute points are higher, and the teacher specializes in swordsmanship.

When used, the sword lights dance and the figures fly, which is very beautiful.

There's definitely nothing wrong with this shape.

There were two more candidates behind. After everyone finished their exams, they started drawing topics for the group skit.

"His name is Hao Yun, let him go and draw!" A girl made a suggestion. Hao Yun remembered that her name was Wang Jia, and her performance just now was quite good, so she would most likely pass the art exam.

Others had no objections either.

Hao Yun walked to the paper box on the examiner's desk and took out a ping-pong ball.

The examiner read it out loud: "Number seven, at the market!"

"At the market" was the topic for Hao Yun and his group. They had ten minutes to design the script, assign roles, and simply design the scenes.

Hao Yun almost ran back to their team. Every second counted in the ten minutes. The more thorough the preparation, the more likely they would get a high score.

"At the market..." Ru Wenfeng was interrupted after saying just two words.

"We need to first select a leader to collect and summarize information and be responsible for allocating roles." The girl named Wang Jia is quite leadership-oriented.

In fact, everyone is acting under the examiner's nose, and the preparation process is also a kind of test.

Those who perform outstandingly will also receive extra points in group skits.

Wang Jia took the initiative to stand up and express herself. If others had no objection, then she would be the leader.

(End of this chapter)