Huayu: Starting from joining the mainstream entertainment industry in 96

Chapter 86, Section 85: Opportunity (Revised)
Tuesday, September 10, 1996.

In the campus of the Beijing Haiding District Art Vocational High School, the sycamore leaves have turned slightly yellow. The morning breeze blows, carrying a few fallen leaves that twirl in the sunlight.

In the classroom of the second-year secretarial class, the third period in the morning is a boring typing practice.

The clatter of typewriters filled the air, along with the faint smell of ink and the restless energy characteristic of teenagers.

By the window, Gao Yuanyuan rested her chin on one hand, while the other hand unconsciously pressed a repetitive key on the typewriter, producing a monotonous "click-clack" sound.

Her gaze had already drifted to the window, watching the students running and jumping in the playground during their physical education class, but her mind was completely elsewhere.

Last night, she read the China Youth Daily article about "The Chinese" and Wang Sheng several times over.

That name, along with that powerful melody she had only ever heard in her imagination, was like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples that were hard to calm.

"Nineteen years old... Youth Science and Technology Entrepreneurship Award... Lyricist and composer..."

She silently repeated it to herself, trying to sketch out that vague image.

He must be a very serious, bespectacled nerd who is buried in the laboratory or piles of sheet music, right?

Huh~
How can you be like my older brother?

Gao Yuanyuan felt a little disgusted.

Or perhaps, he's the image of a spirited, commanding young leader?

Just as her thoughts were wandering, a slight commotion arose at the school gate.

Several impressive-looking black sedans slowly drove in and stopped in front of the teaching building.

Gao Yuanyuan glanced at it casually, initially not paying any attention.

But what happened next made her gaze freeze.

The bald principal and several school leaders, whom we rarely see, jogged up to greet them, their faces plastered with almost fawning smiles.

The car door opened, and a young woman stepped out first.

He doesn't look much older than her.

However, the principal warmly extended his hands to shake hands with the young woman, his back unconsciously bending slightly.

Other school leaders also gathered around, leading the group towards the teaching building like stars surrounding the moon.

"Wow, who's that? Such a big commotion!" The girl sitting next to me also noticed the scene outside the window and exclaimed softly, forgetting to type.

"I don't know... She looks so young, like a student," another girl whispered over.

"It must be someone important, didn't you see how the principal reacted..."

A suppressed murmur arose in the classroom. Even the teacher on the podium couldn't help but glance out the window a few more times and coughed twice to barely maintain order.

A sense of curiosity also arose in Gao Yuanyuan's heart.

……

About ten minutes later.

A series of hurried footsteps echoed from the corridor outside the classroom, mixed with faint sounds of conversation.

The sound grew louder as it approached, seemingly stopping at the door of the next classroom.

Then, a noticeable commotion and hushed gasps came from the next class.

Gao Yuanyuan's classmates were also attracted, and they all pricked up their ears, whispering among themselves, guessing what had happened.

Suddenly, the classroom door was pushed open.

The homeroom teacher walked in first, her face flushed with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. She clapped her hands, signaling everyone to be quiet: "Students, quiet down! We have distinguished guests visiting our school and want to see the spirit and demeanor of our students!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the principal, the dean of studies, and other school leaders accompanied the group into the classroom. The classroom, which had been fairly spacious, suddenly felt somewhat crowded.

The eyes of the entire class instantly focused on the group of uninvited guests, especially the unusually young central figure standing next to the principal.

Gao Yuanyuan also raised her head.

The principal cleared his throat and, in a clearly ingratiating tone, introduced her loudly: "Students, this is Li Tingting, the vice president of Beijing Film Studio's Shengying Media Company. Please welcome her!"

Li Tingting's current public identity is the vice president of Shengying Media, in charge of the artist management department within the company.

Sparse applause, which then grew into enthusiastic applause, filled the classroom.

The students were all stunned. A female leader from the film studio?

So young?

For these students at the arts and vocational high school, they were practically unattainable figures.

The principal seemed quite satisfied with everyone's reaction and continued to exaggerate the atmosphere: "Shengying Media is no ordinary company; it is the leading film and entertainment company in Beijing."

"Wow--"

This time, the whole class let out a low gasp of surprise.

"Mr. Li has come to our school today," the principal's voice continued, "for an important task! The Youth Federation has commissioned Shengying Media to film a short film on the theme of 'The Chinese People,' and they need to select one hundred outstanding student representatives to form a choir. Mr. Li's visit to our Haiding Vocational High School is an honor for our entire school! We hope that all students will show their best spirit..."

Choir selection? Video shooting?
Gao Yuanyuan's heart jumped.

Who will she choose?

Will our class have a chance?

She was both excited and afraid. She was excited to have the opportunity to participate in the recording of the song she had been longing for, even if it was just as a member of the choir in the background; but she was also afraid that she was not good enough, that she was just an ordinary person in the crowd, and that she would not be able to catch the eye of the right person.

Just as Gao Yuanyuan was lost in thought...

Li Tingting took the class roster and scanned it carefully.

Wang Sheng ordered her to come here and find a girl named Gao Yuanyuan, and then find a way to get her to sign the contract.

This was the first task Li Tingting received after taking office as the head of the artist management department at Shengying Media, so she naturally took it seriously.

Gao Yuanyuan...

Li Tingting silently recited it in her heart.

Eh……

found it!
Li Tingting paused, pointed at the list in her hand, looked up at the classmates, and asked, "Which classmate is Gao Yuanyuan?"

I?
Gao Yuanyuan was taken aback.

Everyone turned around or turned their heads.

Feeling the gazes of everyone, Gao Yuanyuan stared incredulously at Li Tingting, who stood on the podium surrounded by a crowd and had a very important background.

Li Tingting looked at her.

I couldn't help but admire Mr. Wang's excellent judgment!
Gao Yuanyuan.

Even though she was wearing a simple school uniform, and even though she was so nervous that she almost wanted to bury her head in her desk, her pure and beautiful face was still like a night-blooming cereus quietly blooming in the dark, with an unadorned yet stunning beauty.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, her skin was so tender it looked like it could be squeezed to release moisture, and even with her eyes lowered, one could imagine how clear and lively they would be when they opened.

A unique temperament, a blend of shyness, quietness, and a touch of artistic flair, makes her stand out in a crowd.

(End of this chapter)