How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 11: Close to the face and open up

Zhang Wen was very depressed after losing the leek. His first attempt at chatting up someone ended in failure. Today's start was not good at all.

He reviewed the conversation again and found nothing wrong.

But that girl, who obviously has excellent dialogue and performance skills, insisted on going to Beijing Dance Academy.

It’s not that Beijing dance is bad, but since you have chosen to go to Beijing dance, why do you still have to learn lines?

Do you want to use Beijing dance as a stepping stone to enter the entertainment industry?
Isn't this like giving up the easy and pursuing the difficult, giving up the near and pursuing the far, and taking off your pants to fart?
"teacher."

A boy stopped in front of the stall with his parents and asked curiously, "I just heard you mention the 'Art Exam Handbook'. What is that?"

Zhang Wen perked up immediately after hearing this. He looked over with a smile and said, "'Art Exam Handbook' is a reference book specifically for acting exams. It's comprehensive and covers a wide range of topics, encompassing hundreds of knowledge points. Most importantly, it's very suitable for self-study by art exam candidates..."

If you don't catch the big fish, it's okay to catch a few small fish.

When the boy heard that there was such a magical book in the world, his eyes lit up immediately and he asked anxiously, "So, where can I buy it?"

Zhang Wen was stunned and looked up and down at the boy in front of him.

The young man was quite handsome. If he hadn't known that the training center was going to be disbanded, he would have thought that the other party was a babysitter hired by an old classmate.

"You are lucky, I have it here." Zhang Wen said as he took out a book from his bag.

When the boy saw it, he was overjoyed and immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"Teacher, scan the code."

"Okay, I wish you a bright future and may your dreams come true."

Zhang Wen liked this kind of straightforward students, so he gave them two blessings for free.

Hey, the early worm catches the bird.

"and many more!"

Just as Zhang Wen was about to open the payment code, a voice suddenly came from behind him, and then he saw a middle-aged man in a dark uniform walking towards him.

Zhang Wen thought it was a policeman at first glance and was about to stand up, but then he looked again and saw it was a security guard, so his butt fell back down.

"Brother, is there something wrong?" Zhang Wen asked politely.
The security guard looked at Zhang Wen, then at the words on the ground, and said with a stern face, "Don't set up a stall in front of the school. It affects the appearance of our school."

Zhang Wen took off the hood of his down jacket, looked at the other person and said, "Is it okay now?"

"what?"

The security guard frowned deeply, and a question mark was almost appearing on his forehead.

Zhang Wen smoothed his hair and said, "With my appearance, I will only add to this beautiful city. There is no way I will affect the appearance of the school. You are worrying too much."

The security guard twitched his lips, rolled his eyes, and said unhappily, "Can you please have some shame? Get out of here! Stalls are not allowed outside the Beijing Film Academy."

"Oh."

After hearing this, Zhang Wen stood up and honestly picked up the paper on the ground. Then he took out a piece of double-sided tape from his bag, stuck one side on the paper and the other side on his chest.

"???"

The security guard was confused by this series of actions. After a while, he asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Zhang Wen asked in confusion, "I didn't set up a stall, why should I leave?"

"But you..."

"Oh, this is my ID."

Zhang Wen patted the white paper on his chest that had the words "Famous Art Exam Teacher, Free Consultation" written on it. He then pointed at the other person's arm and said, "It's the same as the word 'security guard' written on your armband."

"You wrote this yourself."

“Your stuff isn’t issued by the government.”

"This is Kyoei!"

"Ok?"

Zhang Wen looked back at the school wall behind him, then looked down at the sidewalk under his feet, and finally looked up at the security guard, his eyes full of confusion.

The security guard's face turned green.

Although the young man in front of him didn't say anything, he felt damage that was higher than Bai Qi's third skill.

He was furious, but he couldn't do anything about it. Finally, he looked at the boy and his parents and kindly warned them, "Are you planning to take the Beijing Film Academy entrance exam? There have been a lot of scammers around the school lately, so be careful."

After saying this, he deliberately glanced at the 'famous art exam teacher', the meaning was self-evident.

The boy understood what he meant, glanced at the art exam handbook, and finally put his phone away.

"The security guard is right!

"Zhang Wen loudly nodded in agreement, then looked at the boy and his parents and said earnestly: "You must keep your eyes open, always be vigilant, and carefully distinguish who is a liar and who is a famous teacher."

The boy was a little confused after hearing this. The security guard of Beijing Film Academy reminded him to be careful of scammers, and the famous teacher also reminded him to keep his eyes open. Who should he listen to?
The security guard gritted his teeth and left angrily.

Zhang Wen's heart was calm.

How dare you go to Liangshan without any skills?

Since he dared to display the sign of a famous art exam teacher outside the gate of Beijing Film Academy, he was not afraid of anyone coming to expose his fraud.

Just as Zhang Wen was about to let the boy continue to pay, he saw the security guard who had just left come back with a stool and a loudspeaker in his hands.

The middle-aged security guard placed a plastic stool on the side of the gate, then turned on the loudspeaker and placed it on the stool, then looked a few steps away with a provocative look on his face.

Bursts of sound came out from the loudspeaker and were broadcast repeatedly at the gate of Beijing Film Academy.

"The arts exam is approaching, beware of scams. Warm reminder to all art exam candidates to beware of the following scams: Scam tactic one: using money to gain connections to pass the exam..."

"Second fraud tactic: impersonating an exam staff member to buy or alter scores..."

"Scam tactic three: teaching cheating methods under the guise of training..."

"Fourth fraud tactic: leaking art exam questions and promoting training..."

"..."

The security guard listened to the voice from the loudspeaker, with a hint of pride in his eyes, as if saying: Let's see how you can cheat!
Perhaps it was too targeted, and for a moment, passers-by's eyes were all cast on Zhang Wen. After all, there was only such a "famous art exam teacher" outside the Beijing Film Academy who was giving consultations.

Zhang Wen was neither panicked nor angry, and his emotions were as stable as an old dog.

He stood up slowly, and just when everyone thought he was going to leave, he took out a small stool from his bag, then calmly walked over to the loudspeaker and sat down.

"This……"

Everyone was surprised.

This guy is too stubborn. He dares to attack Jingying right in the face. Who gives him the courage?
Could this be the legendary true gold that fears no fire?
Some people were surprised and moved. They had come here just to take pictures, but now seeing this scene, they felt the urge to consult, since it was free anyway.

"teacher."

The boy couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything I should pay attention to when taking the acting exam?"

Zhang Wen pointed to the "Art Exam Handbook" in his hand.

"here has."

"Teacher, if a certain test content is particularly outstanding, can it be used as a bonus point?"

"It's available here too."

"Teacher, scan the code."

The boy took out his cell phone again.

The security guard next to him turned pale and purple when he saw this scene. He had already heard the reminder, but there were still people buying it?

Are all young people nowadays so rebellious?

Zhang Wen looked at the payment reminder and handed the "Art Exam Handbook" in his hand to the boy with a smile.

The boy was very happy after receiving it, and started flipping through the book excitedly.

Someone walked over here, stretched his neck to look inside the "Art Exam Handbook", as if wanting to know whether it was worth buying.

Zhang Wen grabbed the boy's hand and stopped him from flipping through the pages, to prevent anyone from discovering that it was a Pinxixi deal with free shipping for 9.9 yuan. But he said, "Classmate, let me ask you a question."

The boy closed the book, nodded, and said, "Teacher, ask."

Zhang Wen pondered for a moment before asking, "Have you taken the music school's arts exam?"

The boy was shocked when he heard this and asked in surprise, "Teacher, how did you know that I took the Huayin art exam?"

Usually, the art examination time for music students will be one to two months earlier than that for film academies.

The boy's parents standing at the back were also surprised and took a few steps forward with concern. They couldn't believe that the famous teacher in front of them would ask this question for no reason.

Zhang Wen crossed his arms and smiled with a sophisticated smile. "Through our conversation, I've observed your pronunciation and feel that you have a good talent for vocal music. Compared to acting, vocal music is more suitable for you. Just now, you said that you took the art exam for Huayin. I'm relieved. You should be able to pass the school exam smoothly."

"Really?"

The boy's face lit up, and he said excitedly, "Teacher, actually I didn't plan to apply to Beijing Film Academy at first. Later, I heard from others that every year some art students from Beijing Film Academy are admitted as exceptions because of their outstanding talents, so I thought I would give it a try. I didn't have high expectations."

Zhang Wen nodded appreciatively, "Well, you have a good attitude. You will definitely become a big singer in the future."

"Thank you, teacher. Goodbye, teacher!"

The boy bowed politely and left happily.

Everyone around was shocked when they saw the family of three leaving.

Can you tell from a few words that he has vocal talent?
Can you also predict what school you will apply to?
Is this a coincidence?
Only the security guard nearby scoffed, saying sarcastically, "Are you a shill? Your acting is too obvious. Don't you even consider where you are? I've seen more celebrities than you've walked across bridges. Acting in front of me is like showing off your skills in front of Guan Gong."

Zhang Wen glanced over and smiled faintly, "Haha, even if you live in the hospital for twenty years, you can't be a doctor. Do you really think you are a monk sweeping the floor?"

"you……"

Baoan's arms were shaking with anger, as if he had a cerebral thrombosis.

Isn't this just a way of saying that he is nothing and that he is sick?
"You are so awesome, why don't you become an actor and win the Best Actor award? Why are you setting up a stall here?" The security guard shouted loudly with his face flushed, and his sarcasm was at its peak.

Zhang Wen, however, curled his lips in disdain.

He’s just the best actor, not the Jade Emperor.

How can being a movie star be as good as ascending to heaven?

"Teacher, I have a question for you."

A female parent ignored the quarrel and walked quickly to the famous teacher, still holding her child in her hand. Her eyes were full of anxiety, as she was afraid that someone else would get there first.

Zhang Wen glanced at the girl indifferently. She was fair and clean, but looked careless. She put her hands in her pockets and looked away with an impatient look. It was unclear whether she was reluctant or did not believe it.

This time, Zhang Wen spoke first without waiting for the female parent to ask the question.

"The child doesn't want to take the art exam, right?"

"what?"

The parent was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "Teacher, how did you know that?"

The reaction was exactly the same as the boy who asked the question before.

Zhang Wen sat up straight, making the white paper with "Famous Teacher" written on his chest more conspicuous. He continued, "If the child doesn't want to participate, why bother making it difficult for her? As the old saying goes: A forced melon is not sweet. Besides, she's the one taking the art exam. If she deliberately flops during the exam, there's nothing you can do, right?"

After hearing this, the parents couldn't help but look worried.

The girl, on the other hand, had a glint of joy in her eyes, and at the same time, she changed her previous impatience and squatted on the ground with great interest, looking up and continuing to listen.

The parent didn't know what he was thinking about. He raised his head and asked again: "Teacher, then you say..."

Zhang Wen waved his hand, interrupting the other person. "She does have some acting talent, but it's not much. I think she's in good shape, so she should be good at sports, right? She looks so casual and free-spirited, she's perfect for skiing."

Pfft!
The girl didn't squat steadily, staggered, and knelt directly on the ground.

"Master, please accept my knee."

The parents looked terrified, their eyes shifting back and forth between the famous teacher and their children.

If it wasn't her first time bringing her child to the capital, she would even suspect that everything today was deliberately arranged by someone.

After a long moment, the female parent sighed deeply and said with a resigned look, "Teacher, my child is a national first-level snowboard athlete and has been recommended for admission to a sports university, but I want to..."

what?
There were bursts of exclamations all around.

If once is just a coincidence, then twice is really a testament to one's strength.

This is undoubtedly a famous teacher.

No wonder he dared to fire at Beijing Film Academy so close to the target, he really has some skills.

In an instant, everyone gathered around and asked questions one after another.

"Teacher, I have a question too."

"Don't push."

"I came here first, get in line at the back!"

……

(End of this chapter)