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

Chapter 183 Tongtian Belt

Seeing the man's obsessed look, Gao Yue couldn't help but feel secretly happy in her heart. She thought that the time she spent watching short videos and studying for a long time last night was not in vain.

In fact, this is not much different from her usual dressing style. She just wears her summer skirts in advance.

The only difference may be the makeup on her face. She usually wears light makeup, but today she wears it more delicately, with clearer edges and corners, which makes her aura more powerful and has a fatal attraction to men.

"Why aren't you talking? Is it because you're not good-looking?" Gao Yue asked deliberately.

"It looks good." Zhang Wen came back to his senses after hearing it and praised it without hesitation.

The woman in front of him and Bai Lu have two completely different styles. Bai Lu is a young, fashionable and energetic beauty, while Gao Yue is an elegant, confident and very capable lady.

He likes Bai Lu, Gao Yue, and all types of beauties.

"What's good about it?" Gao Yue continued to ask.

"It's beautiful everywhere." said Zhang Wen.

Only when all parts of a person are good-looking and combined together can she be called a beauty. If any part of her is not good-looking, she cannot be called a beauty. For example, a person has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes but a sausage-shaped mouth, or a person has fair skin and a small face but an upturned nose. Can the combination be good-looking?

A satisfied smile appeared on Gao Yue's face. He had lost to Bai Lu in terms of clothing yesterday, but today he had managed to win back a game.

1:1.

She even began to think about what to wear tomorrow to get another point.

"Ding!"

"Ding Ding Ding!"

WeChat notifications suddenly started ringing. Zhang Wen took out his phone and looked at the leg-loving girl curiously and asked, "Are you here to see me? You're not here specifically to ask me to comment on your outfit, are you?"

It’s strange. Bai Lu asked him to review the stockings, and the leg beauty asked him to comment on how they were worn. Does today’s boyfriend need to know so much?

Gao Yue finally remembered the important matter after being asked this question, so she smiled and said, "I came here to thank you."

"Thank me?" Zhang Wen was puzzled. Although he liked to help others, he didn't seem to have done anything to help the leg spirit recently.

Doesn’t it count as helping someone find a partner?

"The results of the Beijing Film Academy professional exam were announced today. Xinxin got the third place in the country in the acting major. Do you think I should thank you?" Gao Yue asked with a smile.

Zhang Wen was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that the day for the Beijing Film Academy's professional examination results to be announced had arrived unknowingly.

If I remember correctly, Chinese dramas were also announced today.

He seemed to suddenly think of something and immediately opened his phone to check the WeChat message he had just received.

Sure enough, it was a message from the group of the first special training class.

He clicked on it to check, and the entire screen was filled with good news.

Qiao Shuxin: "Teacher, the art exam results are out. My professional exam score is 84.12 points, and I'm ranked third in my major."

It is followed by three emoticons of people throwing flowers.

Zhou Lingyi: "Beijing Film Academy ranked 10th."

Sun Meng: "Beijing Film Academy ranked 11th."

Wang Jiayi: "My Chinese Opera major ranks second."

Jiang Guanlin: "The Chinese Opera major ranks third."

Chen Mingyue: "The Chinese Opera major ranks 5th."

Zhou An: "Ranked 4th in the professional exam."

He Xingyi: "Ranked 7th in the professional exam."

Han Zhixue: "Ranked first in the Beijing Film Academy professional exam."

Qiao Shuxin: "Xiaoxue, you're awesome! I knew you would definitely come in first place."

Zhou Lingyi: "So, we all go ashore? Teacher Zhang is awesome!"

Wang Jiayi: "Teacher Zhang is awesome!"

Zhou An: "Teacher Zhang, my dad asked me to ask you when you will come to Jincheng. He wants to treat you to a meal."

"..."

Zhang Wen looked at the lively scene in the group, and his smile reached his ears. All nine people passed the professional art examination successfully, which meant that he didn't have to refund a single cent of the more than 200,000 yuan in tuition fees in his WeChat.

Congratulations!

"But don't be too happy too soon. You still have the college entrance examination to go. Only if you pass the college entrance examination can you enter the university of your choice."

"Don't relax, keep working hard!"

Zhang Wen sent several messages in a row. There is an idiom called: excessive joy leads to sorrow, and another idiom called: getting carried away by success. He didn't want to see the nine students fail in the end because of their academic performance.

Passing the art exam only means that one foot has stepped into the threshold of university, and the other foot is outside the gate. If the academic performance is not up to standard, the foot outside will be tripped by the threshold and eventually fall flat on your face.

Qiao Shuxin: "Teacher, although I didn't get first place in my major, I will definitely get first place in my cultural subjects. Just wait and see."

Han Zhixue: “…”

Gao Yue saw the man's smirk and knew that he must have learned the students' art exam results. Thinking of the other eight people besides her niece, she asked curiously, "How are the other students in the special training class doing?"

After hearing this, Zhang Wen couldn't help but recall the other party's intense questioning, so he stretched out his phone in front of the other party and showed the content of the conversation in which the nine students revealed their grades.

Gao Yue glanced around, the smile on his face disappeared, and he showed an expression of surprise.

They all passed the professional exams? And everyone's ranking was pretty high.

Except for one student, all others were in the top 10, and one even ranked first in his or her major. Those who took the Huaxi professional exam also ranked high.

Although I already knew that this man was good at teaching, I was still a little shocked after seeing the results.

"Teacher Zhang, you are so awesome. They all passed the art exam!" Gao Yue praised. This was something she learned from the Internet. Praising men more can bring them closer and enhance their feelings.

"It's okay," Zhang Wen said calmly, "but I didn't get the first place in the Chinese Opera major, which is a bit of a shame."

"!"

Gao Yue's face was full of surprise. When he heard these words suddenly, it seemed like he was expressing regret, but when he listened carefully, why did it feel like Versailles?

Considering their current relationship, she didn't say what she was thinking. Instead, she smiled and said, "Teacher Zhang, you are already very good. Please leave some room for other art exam candidates and art exam training centers."

"Since Agent Gao has already spoken, I will give you this face and leave some food for them in the future," said Zhang Wen.

If the title of "famous teacher of art exams" was a bit exaggerated in the past, it is now well-deserved and well-deserved.

He has even thought of the slogan for next year's recruitment promotion.

"Tongtian belt, the battle record can be checked."

When the time comes, just hang up the photos of Han Zhixue and others in the classroom. Will we still have to worry about the art exam candidates running away?

Tuition fees will also have to increase, at least 5.

Don't think it's expensive, this is a special offer. You should know that his current consultation fee starts at 20 yuan.

Compared like this, is tuition still expensive?

Really inexpensive!

"Speaking of meals, Teacher Zhang, are you free at noon? To thank you for helping Xinxin, I'd like to treat you to a meal today," Gao Yue said. This was the real reason she had come to see him.

The last few times she had dinner with men, Bai Lu was present. Today, she wanted to have dinner with a man alone. No, no, this shouldn't be called dinner, it should be called a date.

Yes, a date!

Zhang Wen looked at the leg-loving man. Did he have an appointment with Bai Lu?
Just now Bai Lu wanted to invite him to lunch, and now the other party also wants to invite him to lunch. Is this what it feels like to be in high demand?

These two women have good taste.

"Sorry, I don't have time at noon today. I have to go to Director Han's place later. I have already made an appointment to have lunch with him. Let's do it another day." Zhang Wen said.

Gao Yue felt a little disappointed, but when she thought about the fact that they were in the same company and had a long future together, she said, "Well, go ahead and get busy."

Zhang Wen nodded and walked towards the elevator.

But after just a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned back, looked at the legs and said, "Although the weather is starting to get warmer, it's still a bit chilly in the morning and evening. You should keep warm. You can try wearing black stockings, as black absorbs heat."

Gao Yue blinked. Although the man's words sounded caring, why did they feel a little vulgar?

"Are you concerned about me?"

"Well, it would be a pity if such beautiful legs became rheumatoid arthritis."

"Thank you for your concern. I will wear black stockings tomorrow."

"Wait and see."

Zhang Wen turned and left.

Gao Yue looked at the man's back with a faint smile on her face. She wondered what kind of clothes would look good with black stockings. She would go back online and check it out.

Zhang Wen walked out of the company, scanned a shared bicycle and went to director Han Xiaohua's studio.

The WeChat notification sound on the mobile phone kept ringing. In addition to the nine students, the parents of the students also expressed their gratitude through WeChat.

In addition, some parents also sent money transfers, with the smallest amount being 666 and the largest being yuan.

However, Zhang Wen did not accept these so-called "hardship fees" and "thank you fees".

He is a man of principles. When he first advertised the product, he clearly marked the price and he would not charge a penny more.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Wen arrived at the office building.

Because he got the access card from Director Han, he didn't need to bother Director Han to come down today. He went straight into the gate and took the elevator to Director Han's studio.

"Director Han, I'm really sorry. I had too much work today and came a little late. I've wasted your precious time. I'll treat you to lunch." Zhang Wen said embarrassedly after seeing Han Xiaohua.

It changed from 9:10 to 11:, and now it is o'clock.

"Doctor Zhang, you are too polite. We are not strangers. Please sit down." Han Xiaohua said as he invited the person into the office.

After two treatments, his neurasthenia improved significantly, mainly manifested in that it took him less time to fall asleep and he slept longer than before. Even his wife said that his sleep quality has been much better recently.

Such a talented person must be very busy most of the time, which is understandable.

Zhang Wen sat down and saw the script on the desk at a glance. It was the script of the play "Perfect Days".

Compared to Bai Lu who put sticky notes in the script, Director Han directly inserted written thanks and analysis in it, and even included simple drawings of the storyboards.

The script, which was originally only as thick as a little finger, is now as thick as a thumb.

It’s hard to imagine how much thought and effort the other party put into this script in such a short period of time. It must have been a lot.

Zhang Wen picked up a storyboard drawing and started looking at it curiously.

Although it is a simple drawing, people can tell what the drawing is about at a glance, especially people like Zhang Wen who have read the script, who can even picture the scene in their minds.

"Doctor Zhang, sorry to show me your kindness." Han Xiaohua made a cup of tea and placed it in front of Zhang Wen.

"No, no, Director Han, your painting is so good that I want to learn from you." Zhang Wen said sincerely.

"Doctor Zhang, you can write such a good script, you must have a strong sense of camera. If you can draw, you will definitely become an excellent director in the future." Han Xiaohua said seriously.

In the entertainment industry, there are many successful examples of screenwriters transitioning to become directors, some of whom are even more successful than many professional directors.

"Director Han, please stop teasing me. Others are professionals who have transformed themselves, but I am a complete layman. How can I become a director?" Zhang Wen shook his head with a wry smile.

Mainly because I heard Bai Lu say that in the entertainment industry, only first-tier directors have higher labor fees. Some second- and third-tier directors have labor fees that are not even as high as well-known screenwriters.

The key is that the screenwriter can be a hands-off boss, but the director cannot.

In comparison, it is easier to make money as a screenwriter.

Moreover, as a screenwriter, selling scripts is one source of income, and participating in the filming of TV series is another source of income.

For example, now his script has sold for 432 million. If you still want to invite him to participate in the filming of a TV series, give suggestions for the filming, or modify the script on the spot, you must pay the corresponding labor fee, otherwise he can completely refuse to participate in the filming.

"Ding!"

The text message alert sounded suddenly.

Zhang Wen took out his cell phone and took a look at it, his eyes immediately widened.

“您尾号3666卡4月15日11：07银行收入4，320，000元，余额……”

This is a bank card SMS reminder.

He counted carefully and found that it was 432 million.

Counting the days, it has been a few days since the contract was signed. Excluding Saturday and Sunday, the money should have arrived.

Zhang Wen's hands were shaking slightly. He had never thought that he could make so much money, and all at once. It was worth it that he spent more than 30 yuan to activate the bank card SMS notification service.

Great grandfather, I must give you a fragrant feast tonight!
"Teacher Zhang, is there anything happy?" Han Xiaohua looked at Dr. Zhang curiously, who was laughing until tears came out, with a lot of questions in his mind.

"No, nothing." Zhang Wen came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, and held back his tears, then said: "Today, the ranking of the Beijing Film Academy and Huaxi Opera art exam results was announced, and the results of several art exam students I accepted also came out."

Zhang Wen found another excuse to deal with it, after all, talking about money was too vulgar.

If I tell the truth, I cried because I was so happy to receive 432 million. Wouldn’t I be laughed at by the other party?
"Oh?"

Han Xiaohua knew that Dr. Zhang, besides being the head of teaching at Tianxi Media's training department, was also the head of an art exam training center, so she asked, "How are the students' grades? Judging from your appearance, Dr. Zhang, they're probably pretty good, aren't they?"

"It's okay. In the Beijing Film Academy acting major, the 1st, 3rd, 10th, and 11th place, the directing major is 4th and 7th, and the Huaxi Opera acting major is 2nd, 3rd, and 5th place. These are all my students." Zhang Wen said.

Ok?
Han Xiaohua was stunned.

He just asked the other party a question, but he didn't expect that the art students he brought out would perform so well.

All the performing arts examination training centers in Beijing combined may not be as outstanding as Dr. Zhang alone.

"Doctor Zhang, how many students have you accepted this year?" Han Xiaohua asked.

"9."

Han Xiaohua calculated the ranking the other party had just mentioned, and then his face changed.

I accepted 9 students, and all 9 passed the exam?

With such a high passing rate in the art exam, even famous art exam teachers would have to keep their heads down.

"Doctor Zhang, oh, no, Teacher Zhang, you're awesome!"

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(End of this chapter)