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

Chapter 65 Cyber Worship God?

After Zhang Wen handed Tang Yi over to Wang Qi, he left the record production department.

Wang Qi is not only an arranger, but also an excellent music producer. Zhang Wen feels at ease to hand over the task of recording songs to her.

The next day, Zhang Wen came to the company. He did not go to the record production department, nor to practice room No. 9. Instead, he stayed quietly at his workstation alone.

Although he was holding a book in his hand, his mind was not on the book at all. His eyes kept glancing at the mobile phone beside him, for fear of missing any important information.

Today is the day when the re-examination of Beijing Film Academy and Huaxi Theatre Academy will be announced. He has been thinking about this matter since last night. Even though he went to the door of Beijing Film Academy in person on the day of the re-examination, he still felt a little nervous, as if he was the one taking the re-examination.

In fact, he was not as nervous as he was now when he checked his college entrance examination results.

Near noon, my phone dinged with a WeChat message.

It is the special training class group 1.
He quickly clicked in to check and found that the person who sent the message was Qiao Shuxin.

"Teacher, I passed the retest successfully!"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Jiayi also spoke in the group, "Teacher, I passed the re-examination."

Almost at the same time, countless white message boxes appeared in the group.

Zhou Lingyi: "Passed, it was so easy!"

Sun Meng: "Passed!"

Chen Mingyue: "Passed!"

"..."

Zhang Wen counted from top to bottom, and there were exactly nine, no more, no less.

All passed!

At this moment, my heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally fell back into my stomach.

He wiped the beads of sweat that had appeared on his forehead. In just a dozen seconds, he felt like he was riding a bungee jumping machine.

"Congratulations!"

Zhang Wen simply replied with two words. The next step would be the three tests tomorrow. If he could pass all three tests, then the money in his WeChat wallet would truly belong to him.

Not yet.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be reluctant to add spicy strips to the pancake.

"Thank you, teacher!"

"Teacher, are we still going to the training center at noon today?" Qiao Shuxin asked in the group. She has become addicted to going there, especially before the exam. She feels uncomfortable if she doesn't go.

Zhang Wen saw it and immediately replied: "Go!"

How could I not want 2000+ worth of incense?

Qiao Shuxin: "Teacher, is it still 12 o'clock?"

"Yeah!" Zhang Wen replied.

He gets off work at 11:12. It takes him minutes to take the subway from the company to the training center, plus the walking time, so o'clock is his limit.

"Teacher Zhang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Suddenly a voice sounded from beside him, interrupting Zhang Wen's conversation.

When he looked up and saw that the person speaking was Director Xu, he was stunned.

Talking about personal matters on the phone during working hours and being caught by the boss is enough to scare any worker.

Fortunately, his prostate was still fine and he was able to hold it in the end.

"No, I'm not feeling unwell. Thank you for your concern, Director." Zhang Wen quickly smiled and turned off his phone.

Xu Qingyu looked at the beads of sweat on the young man's forehead and couldn't help asking, "Are you hot?"

Zhang Wen realized something and said while wiping his sweat, "It's not hot, this is, this is happiness."

Happy, this is the only reason he can think of now. He can't say that he is nervous, right?
"Oh? What are you so happy about?" Xu Qingyu asked with interest. Even though she was a senior executive in the company, she still had a gossipy heart.

"It's nothing actually. All nine of my students passed the retests of Beijing Film Academy and Huaxi Opera." Zhang Wen quickly regained his composure.

Xu Qingyu was startled, then, as if remembering something, clapped his hands and said, "If you hadn't mentioned this, I would have almost forgotten. Actually, I wanted to tell you last time. I wanted to ask you, what are the conditions of your nine students?"

Zhang Wen smiled, "Director Xu, can the person I'm looking for be bad?"

Xu Qingyu's eyes lit up when she heard this. "Teacher Zhang, since they are the ones you have chosen, I think they will have no problem passing the three tests. If they get into Beijing Film Academy and Huaxi Opera, they will become the mainstays of the film and television industry in the future. You can't let them go to our competitors then."

Ok?
Zhang Wen was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what the other party meant.

This is to ask him to persuade students to join Tianxi Media.

As expected of a senior executive of the company, he thinks really far ahead.

"Director, I'll do my best."

Zhang Wen did not refuse. After all, Tianyu Media is one of the top companies in the entertainment industry. Joining a big company after graduation is the dream of every recent graduate.

The same is true for other majors, including acting and directing.

Big companies mean big platforms. Who doesn’t want to display their talents on a big platform?
"Haha, that's good. You can continue to be busy."

Xu Qingyu smiled, turned and walked out of the training department.

Zhang Wen turned on his cell phone and continued chatting with the students.

With Director Xu's instructions, he can now do this openly.

Because he was not talking about personal matters, but business matters with his future colleagues. This was for work and for the company. Who dares to say anything about him?
noon.

Zhang Wen left the training department at the speed of a 100-meter sprint. Just as he was about to enter the elevator, he saw Gao Yue and Bai Lu standing inside, as well as the young assistant he saw at dinner last time.

"You owe me a meal!" Zhang Wen said as he walked in and reached out to press the door closing button.

"Why?" Gao Yue frowned slightly.

She didn't remember offending the other party recently. On the contrary, she had helped the other party a lot recently, such as helping Tang Yi arrange a music producer and getting the theme song for Tang Yi's TV series.

Logically speaking, the other party should have owed her a meal, so why did Zhu Bajie try to turn the tables and blame her?

"Qiao Shuxin passed the re-examination, shouldn't you treat me to a meal?" Zhang Wen asked as a matter of course.

Gao Yue was shocked. She was so busy helping Bai Lu negotiate an advertising contract that she forgot about her niece even though she clearly remembered it that morning.

Zhang Wen saw the expression on the leg spirit's face and couldn't help but move back. He frowned and asked, "You didn't forget such an important thing, did you? How did you become an aunt?"

Gao Yue was a little embarrassed, but to avoid embarrassment, she forced herself to remain calm and said, "I didn't forget. I was just about to call Xinxin. Besides, it doesn't matter if it's earlier or later. I believe Xinxin will definitely pass the retest."

"hehe!"

Zhang Wen looked at the leg expert with a forced smile, his eyes were like two knives, as if he was about to fly over and expose the other person's lies.

At this time, the elevator door opened.

Zhang Wen saw that it was the first floor, so he immediately walked out, saying, "Don't forget to owe me a meal."

"It's not the third try. Let's talk about it after the third try." Gao Yue said after hearing this.

"Trust me, you will pass!"

When the voice came, the person had already run out of the company gate.

"Sister Yue, did Xinxin pass the re-examination?" Bai Lu asked from the side. She knew that Sister Yue had a niece, and she also heard Sister Yue say that her niece would take the Beijing Film Academy Performance Department exam this year. By then, they would be alumni.

"Yeah." Gao Yue nodded.

Although she hadn't called yet, what the man said shouldn't be false. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh, but not because Xinxin passed the re-examination, but because the man looked excited, which was really different from usual, like a child.

Zhang Wen rushed back to the training center before 12 o'clock. The door was already full of people, and each of them looked happier than when they passed the initial exam.

If passing the first round of examinations means standing outside the gates of Beijing Film Academy and Huaxi Opera, then passing the second round of examinations means that they have already stepped one foot into the gate.

Tomorrow's third test is their other foot, and the final college entrance examination results are their admission notices.

I checked the nine students as usual and found no negative personality derivatives.

Next is the talent show.

He didn’t know if it was Zhang Wen’s illusion, but he felt that the students’ performance was better than at the end of the special training course.

He couldn't help but look at the students' skill panels, and was immediately shocked.

Qiao Shuxin's folk dance skill has reached 49 points, just one step away from the professional level, and her performance skill has increased to 35 points, which is also quite good among amateur levels.

The skill points of other students also increased, basically ranging from 5 to 10.

The one who saw the biggest change was Han Zhixue. Her performance skill points reached 46, a full 14 points higher than at the end of the special training.

I remember it was still 37 o'clock on the day of the re-examination.

Could it be that without the suppression of negative personality derivatives, these students can finally exert their full strength, so their skill points will increase?

Just like a down jacket, when you press it with your hands, it will become thinner, and when you take your hands away, it will expand. If you pick it up and shake it a few times, it will quickly return to its original shape.

Finally, the students came to the office.

Burn incense and pray.

This has become a regular part of the process. Whenever we come to the training center, we burn incense and pray.

This is not superstition, it's just a wish.

But this time, the parents also consciously stood in a row and prepared to burn incense to Wenquxingjun.

Chinese people usually consider whether the gods they worship are effective or not.

If I pray and good things happen, you are my god. If I pray and nothing comes true, bah, feudal superstition. Change it.

All the parents present today came here to burn incense the day before the re-examination. Now that they see that their children have passed the re-examination successfully, they will of course continue to burn incense.

After Zhou An's father finished burning incense, he looked around and finally looked at the famous teacher standing beside him and asked, "Teacher, why is there no merit box?"

He usually goes to places like temples and Taoist temples, and after burning incense, he usually donates some money into the merit box to accumulate merit for himself and his descendants.

After seeing how effective the God of Literature and Art is today, I naturally had the idea of accumulating merits. I hope my son can get a lucky bonus in the third art test tomorrow.

After hearing this, the other parents began to get excited. Some dug into their pockets, some fumbled around in their wallets, and some whispered, "Can I scan the QR code with WeChat?"

"no!"

Zhang Wen shook his head gently and said calmly, "Sincerity is the key to success, money has nothing to do with it."

After saying this, he wanted to slap himself in the face.

This is so pretentious, it makes me feel sad!

When the parents heard this, they were filled with awe.

He is indeed a famous teacher. He said he would not charge random fees, and he did not charge random fees. He was even too lazy to use the power of a god to charge fees.

"Teacher, I will also invite Wenquxingjun home and worship him every day." said Zhou's father.

"Yes, I'll take you too."

Other parents followed suit.

Zhang Wen became anxious when he heard this.

Other Wenquxingjun are Wenquxingjun, but they are not his great-grandfather. Even if they offer sacrifices and burn incense, what relationship does it have with him? Maybe it will benefit his great-grandfather's competitors.

This is simply repaying kindness with hatred.

Fortunately, he was smart and had already thought about it for the students.

"What a coincidence! I have it here."

Zhang Wen took out a stack of small cards from the drawer of his desk. The portraits printed on them were exactly the same as the ones hanging on the wall.

This was the idea that came to him when he picked up Miss Bao's card.

A great idea where students don’t have to come to the training center and Grandpa can still get the incense.

"Come on, everyone, take it."

Zhang Wen handed out small cards with his great-grandfather's portrait printed on them to the students and their parents, explaining, "I originally wanted to give it to you after the three exams, but since some parents wanted it, I'll bring it out in advance. This way, you can still burn incense and pray after you return home. After all, the road ahead is still long. After the art exams, there's still the college entrance exam. Even after you go to university, there are still many exams to take. He will always bless you."

After hearing this, the students were so moved that their eyes became red. They didn’t expect that even after the special training class was over, Teacher Zhang was still thinking about them.

The parents were also deeply moved. This teacher not only thought about the art exams, but also the college entrance exams, and even the midterm and final exams in college. He was so thoughtful.

"Teacher, please give me a few more. I will put one in my wallet and carry one with me, and keep one at home for worship." said Zhou's father.

Zhang Wen nodded with satisfaction, thinking: He is indeed a nouveau riche, there must be a reason for his sudden wealth, look how comprehensive his thinking is.

"Teacher, please give me a few more too."

"And I!"

"Teacher, do you have a high-definition picture? I want to set it as my mobile phone wallpaper, so that in the future, even if I don't have my wallet with me, I can still burn incense to the ancestors." Zhou Lingyi said.

Young people nowadays can go out without a wallet, but they cannot go out without a mobile phone.

Zhang Wen was shocked.

Is this, Cyber Worship?
Young people today are amazing.

Sure enough, technology changes life.

only……

"It's okay to set it as wallpaper, but the incense must be real." Zhang Wen said seriously, fearing that the other party would come up with some new tricks, such as electronic incense or something.

After all, burning electronic paper money, beating electronic wooden fish, and worshiping mecha Buddha are no longer uncommon things.

"Teacher, don't worry. I do have this awareness." Zhou Lingyi said after hearing this.

Zhang Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then took out his mobile phone and sent the high-definition photo of his great-grandfather to the WeChat group.

Some cards are kept in wallets, and received pictures are stored in mobile phones.

"Teacher, why do I feel that you look a bit like our founder?" Zhou Lingyi asked while looking at the high-definition picture.

Zhang Wen thought: It would be strange if he doesn’t look like me. This Wenquxingjun is my great-grandfather, and even his photo is photoshopped with my face.

After hearing this, others took out their cards to compare.

"Don't say it, it really looks like it."

"Yeah, how could this be such a coincidence? Could Teacher Zhang be the reincarnation of Wenquxing?"

Everyone looked around.

Zhang Wen shook his head after hearing this. "Don't say that. I'm not as handsome as the old man Wenquxingjun. Okay, it's getting early. Everyone, go back and prepare. There are three more tests tomorrow. Remember, keep a calm mind. You can do it."

"Thank you, teacher!"

……

(End of this chapter)