Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 33 Another village has a bright future

Wu Chen was satisfied after leaving the acting department.

If everything goes well, the only thing left to be confirmed is the female lead.

The filming is initially scheduled to be after the New Year, so there is at least a month to prepare slowly, so there is no need to be too anxious.

At this moment, Wang Jinsong, who was just about to return to the office, ran into Zhou Yiwei who was going to be an assistant teacher.

"One!" Wang Jinsong shouted.

"Teacher Wang!" Zhou Yiwei hurried over.

"Is the assistant coaching going well?" Wang Jinsong asked with a smile.

"It went very smoothly. Thank you, teacher."

Zhou Yiwei bowed slightly and said that if the acting department had not given him a chance, he would still be suffering outside.

"Your contribution is thanks to your teacher Zhang Hua, you don't need to thank me." Wang Jinsong waved his hand, "Are you interested in playing a role? A director has noticed you and thinks you are quite suitable."

"Teacher, can I?" Zhou Yiwei's eyes lit up.

He had been waiting for these words for two years.

In the two years after graduation, he visited all the film crews in Beijing, but failed to get a chance.

In order to make a living, he has done all kinds of work, such as being a cameraman, a track pusher, a sound recorder, a pole lifter, a host, a skit for a company, and a voice actor for a group chat.
If it weren't for his teacher Zhang Hua who helped him three months ago and returned to Beijing Film Academy as an assistant, he would still be doing odd jobs on the crew.
"Believe in yourself!" Wang Jinsong patted Zhou Yiwei's shoulder cheerfully. He also mentioned it casually, "Keep the information confidential. You know the rules!"

"I understand!" Zhou Yiwei nodded heavily.

It is an unwritten rule for actors to keep invitations from the crew secret.

There are many cases where actors lost their roles due to leaking secrets, so he certainly wouldn't make such a low-level mistake at this time.

After Wang Jinsong finished his instructions and gave a few words of encouragement, he hurried away, leaving Zhou Yiwei still dizzy.

Freshman, Department of Photography, Directing, Film.
These four words are all fine when separated, but when put together, they don't seem right no matter how you think about it.

But what Wang Jinsong told him was a sentence composed of these four words.

A cold wind blew in the corridor, and Zhou Yiwei subconsciously shrank his neck, but the light in his eyes was not blown away, but burned even brighter.

"Can it be any worse than the past two years?" Zhou Yiwei said self-deprecatingly.

Elsewhere, Wu Chen hummed a little tune as he walked down the street, feeling very happy. He pulled out his Motorola flip phone and glanced at Penguin, where Liu Yifei's message from last night was posted.

"Hmph, eat slowly!"

The message was sent last night when Wu Chen and his roommates were having barbecue.

Wu Chen could even imagine Liu Yifei's arrogant look when she said this.

Just as he was about to say something back, Mu Deyuan suddenly called him, which made him feel even worse.

Without even bothering to send a message, Wu Chen hurried back to the photography department.

"Why, teacher?"

Wu Chen asked anxiously. Mu Deyuan had just told him on the phone that Yan Bingyan had no time to act.

It’s not that I don’t have time, but that I don’t have a schedule. There’s a big difference between the two.

If there is no schedule, it can still be coordinated. If there is no time, there is a high probability that there is really no hope.

"Yan Bingyan's mother is critically ill. She has turned down all film offers. There is nothing we can do for the time being." Mu Deyuan sighed. He just found out about this after receiving Liang Ming's reply.

"There's nothing we can do about this!"

"Yeah!" Wu Chen was also a little helpless, but things in the world are unpredictable and beyond human control.

"But when you came, I had already called Professor Chang Li from the Central Academy of Drama and asked her to recommend a few people to try it out. They shouldn't be too bad."

Seeing that Wu Chen was in a low mood, Mu Deyuan suddenly changed the subject.

"Ah?" Wu Chen was stunned and blurted out, "Teacher, is it appropriate?"

"Why is it inappropriate?" Mu Deyuan argued.

"Apart from anything else, the relationship between the two schools is very close, with a lot of exchanges and cooperation. Two years ago, the acting class led by Professor Chang Li collaborated with our photography department to hold a 'cross-school performance-photography workshop.' You weren't there then, otherwise you could have just gone directly to the Central Academy of Drama and found someone, without my having to say hello."

For example, this year our Photography Department and the Performance Department of the Central Academy of Drama jointly offered a course called “Acting in Front of the Camera,” but it’s not your turn to practice it in your freshman year yet.”

Well, Wu Chen was not an academic in his previous life, so he really knew little about these things.

Another village has a bright future!
If he remembered correctly, Chang Li was the head teacher of the 1996 class of the Central Academy of Drama.

Among the eight golden flowers, he didn’t believe that he couldn’t pick out one or two to play the leading female role!
Seeing Wu Chen already starting to think about it, Mu Deyuan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't overthink it. A role like yours is actually quite suitable for Zhang Ziyi and Qin Hailu, but you can't afford the salary."

Heartbroken!
"But, teacher, will the school have any objections?" Wu Chen asked in a low voice.

"Well, Principal Zhang is from our photography department."

"Teacher, if you had told me earlier, I would have walked sideways now."

"You're such a jerk! Just behave yourself." Mu Deyuan scolded Wu Chen with a smile, patting him. "I'll stop here. Take your time with the casting. Our acting department isn't bad either. You can decide for yourself."

"Got it!"

While Wu Chen and Mu Deyuan were still communicating, Chang Li was cursing at the Central Academy of Drama.

"Mu Deyuan, that old bastard, treats me like a turtle in a wishing well."

She gets angry when she thinks about the requirements - suitable age, good temperament, good acting skills, low fame, low pay, and low risk.

Is there such a request?

"Forget it, I'll just give you this face from the Beijing Film Academy Photography Department, but if the photos you take are not good enough." Chang Li snorted coldly, but after thinking carefully on the list, she circled a few names.

"The only option is to choose from among the graduates."

She circled around and around, and finally only Zeng Li, Yuan Quan and Hu Jing were left.

Of course, the resources on our side will give priority to our own students.

In the winter evening, the last orange light in the sky is swallowed up by the night, and the street lights light up, like a string of warm yellow beads dotted in the cold wind.

Wang Jinsong acted quickly, and Zu Feng and Zhou Yiwei had already contacted Wu Chen.

However, Zu Feng hopes to see the role's role in the script before making a final decision.

Wu Chen also understood that this was a two-way choice after all, so he decided to schedule the script reading and audition for tomorrow at noon.

After setting a time, Wu Chen walked towards the dormitory with his cell phone in his pocket. The cold wind blew into the collar of his sweater, making him shrink his neck due to the cold.

On the roadside, several students rode past on "Phoenix" bicycles, the bells jingling, and roadside vendors were shouting about roasted sweet potatoes. The heat rose in the winter night, like a flowing old painting.

When I returned to the dormitory, I saw Chu Tianshu and Pu Songri surrounding Xiang Zhuo's seat, staring at the screen.

"What are you looking at?"

The gossipy nature of human beings prompted Wu Chen to come over curiously.

"A post from the Central Academy of Drama's BBS!" Xiang Zhuo didn't even bother to reply, completely absorbed in his work. "It's incredibly explosive."

Zhang Mo hits people because he is cuckolded.
"Move aside, let me see too!"

Wu Chen squeezed into the middle position without hesitation after seeing the title. He didn't know enough in his previous life, as it was all mixed up with various news that came later.

How can you directly read the posts from the Central Academy of Drama BBS now?

After reading the content, Wu Chen rested his chin on the back of his hand, somewhat incredulous. "That's impossible, even at the age of eighty, he wouldn't let go? Is this Huang guy really that outrageous?"

When Wu Chen said this, the four of them looked at each other.

"Brother Chen, this post couldn't have been bribed, that's really outrageous." Xiang Zhuo murmured after thinking for a moment.

"It doesn't look like it. Normally, someone who has been bribed wouldn't start the story like this."

"Then what should we say?" The three of them turned their heads and looked at Wu Chen.

"I'm being fair."

(End of this chapter)