Huayu: This celebrity doesn't follow the rules.

Chapter 125 This backdoor was opened in a very crude way
"Among the international students, the Chinese-Canadian twins, Li Yuanbing and Li Yuanqing, are particularly noteworthy for their appearance and language skills," someone added.

The crowd was buzzing with discussion, and the people they were talking about were mostly people with connections and powerful backers.

Let me give you some advance notice...

As Zhang Hui listened, his fingers unconsciously tapped the table. As if suddenly remembering something, he spoke with a half-serious, half-joking tone: "Oh, by the way, I heard that there's a pair of girls this year who haven't even entered the exam hall yet, but the media outside have already dubbed them the Beijing Film Academy's twin stars and the pre-selected campus beauties?"

"What's her name... Tian Xiwei? And isn't there another one named Zhou Ye?"

He turned his gaze to senior professor Cui Xinqin and said with a smile, "Old Cui, this publicity stunt looks so familiar to me."

"Is he an artist under Jiang Ye's company? That kid is so cunning. He doesn't study properly at school and spends all his time learning this nonsense!"

"Now he's even using his marketing tactics at the gates of our ivory tower! Next time you see him, give him a good scolding for me. What kind of behavior is this!"

The seasoned veterans present instantly understood.

What's the old dean pretending for?

You, a dean, actually remembered the names of two new applicants...

Several professors from the university exchanged knowing glances, a subtle, knowing smile playing on their lips.

Even if the old dean hadn't said anything, they already knew the truth.

The old guys from the directing department have already made their intentions clear, both openly and subtly.

This is the person Jiang Ye, their son, wants...

If you don't give me face, I'll drink you to death.

This back door is so damn vulgar!

Those off-campus experts are also shrewd people.

"Don't worry, Dean, Jiang Ye does need to be taught a lesson." Cui Xinqin smiled and shook her head in agreement. "But young people are bound to be promoted a bit too much. In the end, it still depends on the child's own conditions and whether his professional skills are up to par."

“That’s natural. If your skills aren’t up to par, all the hype won’t help.” Zhang Hui chimed in, picking up his teacup again and concluding, “Alright, it’s about time. Teachers and experts, let’s get ready and go. I look forward to seeing some truly promising talents today.”

Everyone stood up and walked towards the examination hall, chatting and laughing.

They all knew perfectly well that as long as the two girls who had been personally "scolded" by the dean didn't do terribly badly in their professional exams, their spots were practically guaranteed.

As for why the dean, who has always emphasized fairness, would leak this information today, they don't need to ask, and they're too lazy to ask. In this circle, some rules are tacitly understood by everyone.

Zhang Hui watched the departing figures of the group and shook his head helplessly.

How worried is this Jiang monkey about his two precious kids failing the exam?
Early in the morning, the vice principal in charge of admissions called him directly, his words implying that he wanted to take care of him.

This kid is now at the Beijing Film Academy, and even the teachers there joke about him.

"Whether Beijing Film Academy is chaotic or not, Jiang Ye is half the reason."

There was no other way; his Jiangying Media, plus the "Arc Light Alliance" that he and Han Jianu had started doing so successfully.

From top to bottom, from the front of the stage to behind the scenes, it was packed with teachers and students from the Beijing Film Academy, and even many professors' children and second-generation figures in the entertainment industry were among them.

Even his own arrogant youngest son, Zhang Yeshi, recently went to audition and landed the role of the second male lead in "Day and Night".

Thinking of this, Zhang Hui could only chuckle.

This kid is truly impressive.

The air in the corridors of the performing arts academy seemed to freeze, filled with an almost tangible tension.

The candidates stood against the wall or paced anxiously, silently reciting their lines and lyrics, their deep breaths rising and falling.

Every time the exam room door opened or closed, it affected everyone's nerves. Those who went in looked tense, while those who came out either looked relieved or had red eyes.

This silent competitive pressure makes even the chill of early spring seem insignificant.

"Number 18, Tian Xiwei, get ready!" the staff member shouted.

Tian Xi took a deep breath, and a bright yet graceful smile instantly appeared on her face. She said to Zhou Ye beside her, "I'm going."

In the instant she turned around, she quickly leaned close to Zhou Ye's ear and whispered, "I hope... you won't cry if you fail the exam."

Zhou Ye remained unfazed, even responding with a sweet smile, and whispered her reply in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Keep it up, sister! I heard you've been filming a lot lately and haven't had much time to study systematically, right? That must be tough. During my time in Yanjing, I had tutoring sessions with teachers from the Beijing Film Academy every day."

Tian Xiwei: "..."

Her smile froze for a moment, and she almost lost control of her expression. She glared at Zhou Ye before turning around, straightening her back, and walking into the examination room with boundless energy.

Inside the examination room, Tian Xiwei's performance was impeccable.

She has a sweet and beautiful appearance and is very popular with the audience. Her impromptu performance, which she drew, was vivid and natural, full of youthful energy. Her delivery of lines was also solid and clear, and the examiners nodded in approval.

Clearly, her extensive experience on film sets made her extremely relaxed and confident in front of the camera.

When it was Zhou Ye's turn, her cool and unique temperament immediately captivated the audience upon entering. She portrayed a character with a deeper inner life, her emotions restrained yet layered, her eyes telling a story. Although her technique was slightly raw, her innate camera presence and unique sense of atmosphere made her seem like a rough gem waiting to be polished, her potential immediately apparent.

However, when it came to the singing segment of the talent show...

When Zhou Ye's almost off-key, rhythm-defying singing, with each note seemingly walking independently, began, the examiners, who had been nodding in approval, instantly developed extremely complicated expressions.

The teachers tried their best to maintain professionalism and politeness, but their twitching lips and forced smiles betrayed them.

During the chorus, a voice cracked so badly that an elderly professor who was drinking tea almost choked.

When the music ended, a brief, awkward, and eerie silence fell over the examination room.

Indeed, fate is fair.

She was given such a stunning appearance and a talent for performance, but in the music field, the window was closed without mercy, and perhaps even the window frame was nailed shut.

The examiner suppressed a laugh and cleared his throat: "Uh... alright, Zhou Ye, that's enough. Thank you for your unique talent display. Go back and wait for our notification."

Zhou Ye seemed completely unaware of the damage she was causing. She bowed slightly and nervously walked out.

……

The March wind still carried a chill, and the newly sprouted grass shoots on the blue brick ground of the courtyard were covered with morning dew.

The cast-iron charcoal stove in the courtyard was burning brightly, and an exquisite copper charcoal stove was bubbling away, brewing aged white tea. The rising steam carried the aroma of dates and herbs, filling the entire space.

Jiang Ye sat in the main seat, slowly rinsing the cup with tea tongs.

He was sitting opposite two women with very different styles.

Jing Tian wore a warm white cashmere turtleneck sweater today, paired with a pair of high-quality oatmeal-colored wide-leg trousers. Her long hair was loosely tied up, revealing her smooth forehead and graceful swan neck.

She leaned against a dark green velvet cushion, her fingertips gently caressing the warm, smooth purple clay cup, watching the last rays of sunset paint the stone lanterns in the courtyard red, and sighed.

"You really know how to enjoy life here! The atmosphere around the stove for tea is wonderful—quiet, warm, and time seems to slow down. It feels much more lively than my empty, spacious apartment."

Jiang Ye refilled her tea and joked, "Sister Tian, ​​there's no place like home. If you really like my place, you can't back out once you rent it to me."

"I'm planning to settle down here and turn this place into the Liangshan Marsh Hall of Righteousness for our Arc Light Alliance."

Jing Tian rolled his eyes at him and laughed, "Get lost! If your place is a doghouse, what is mine? An air-raid shelter? Stop acting innocent after getting the benefits."

"If it weren't for the fact that you often have some interesting people around here, and I could get good projects from you, I wouldn't have given you this opportunity."

That's what he said, but the familiarity and ease in his tone were obvious.

Jiang Ye smiled and turned to the other side: "Sister Han, how did the seminar for 'Dying to Survive' go?"

Sitting over there is Han Jianu. She is dressed more neatly in a dark gray smart wool sweater. Her short hair is refreshing, and although she looks a little tired, her eyes are still sharp.

Upon hearing this, Han Jianu put down her phone, rubbed her temples, and complained, "Don't even mention it, it's so troublesome! I had to open it again, my head is about to explode."

“Every time, there are a lot of opinions: this part should be ambiguous, that part should be toned down, it should be both realistic and touching, but not too sharp... I’m sick of finding the balance.”

“My dad did offer some support, but you know how sensitive this kind of subject is; it’s very delicate and has far-reaching consequences.”

Jiang Ye nodded in understanding: "There's no way around it. Realistic themes, especially those involving healthcare and people's livelihoods, are like walking a tightrope."

"Slow and steady wins the race. Safety comes first. We'd rather go slower than not take things too far. If you need me to coordinate anything, just let me know."

This project is important for Hanjiang Culture, Wen Muye, Han Jianu, and even for enhancing the brand of Arc Light Alliance, but he is also aware of the difficulties involved.

There's no point in rushing it.

As they were talking, the sounds of laughter and footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

The assistant led three people in.

Today is a small gathering of some members of the Arc Light Alliance.

Leading the group was director Wang Wei, who looked travel-worn but was full of energy. As soon as he entered, he rubbed his hands together and said with a smile, "Wow, it's so warm! It's so comfortable here, Mr. Jiang. All my worries disappear as soon as I come in."

He was considered a core member who had recently joined the Arc Light Alliance, and Jiang Ye had high hopes for him, having already decided to direct "Day and Night".

Following behind was Fumino, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a simple denim jacket, looking more like a quiet and reserved graduate student.

He didn't say much, just smiled and nodded to everyone, then naturally sat down next to Han Jianu and whispered a few words about their opinions on the script.

He currently has two scripts, one of which is "Dying to Survive".

In addition, another romance film, "Us and Them," co-starring Liu Ruoying, is also in preparation, which can be considered as multi-line development.

The last person to enter was a man in his 30s, dressed in a rather low-key and simple manner.

Li Heng, a master's graduate in directing from Beijing Film Academy, is also a young director invited by Jiang Ye to join the Arc Light Alliance.

(End of this chapter)