Reborn as a comedic artist

Cheng Ming blinked, draped the towel around his neck, seemingly oblivious to the murderous intent in the other person's eyes:

"Counselor? So early? Have you eaten? Wang Shuo just bought some steamed buns, want to try some?"

"Eat? You even know what eating is...?"

Huang Yuxi strode into the dormitory, her body exuding a fresh scent of shower gel mixed with sweat, and approached Cheng Ming directly.

Despite her height of 1.7 meters, she held her own against Cheng Ming with an imposing presence.

"Look what you've done...!"

Huang Yuxi held the phone she was clutching in front of Chengming's face, and on the screen was the video that had already exploded in views.

"When I woke up this morning, good heavens, my family group chat, colleagues' group chat, and students' group chat were flooded with your videos! I almost thought I'd traveled to another world while I was still half asleep...!"

She took a deep breath, pointing at Cheng Ming on the screen, her fingers trembling:

"This is you? Ah...?!"

Is this Cheng Ming, the one who blushes even when he goes on stage to introduce himself, speaks softly, and is so quiet you can't hear a word he says...?

"Have you been possessed? Or have you been acting all along?"

It has to be said that Huang Yuxi has a keen eye for people; Cheng Ming, however, has been possessed, but the current Cheng Ming naturally cannot say that.

Cheng Ming tilted his head back slightly, avoiding the physical and magical attacks on the screen, his tone remaining calm and unhurried:

"Advisor, people always grow, and besides, this is for artistic creation..."

"Creative my ass...!"

Huang Yuxi immediately swore, put her hands on her hips, and couldn't suppress her bold and forthright Northeastern girl spirit at all.

"You call this art? He pretends to be a sentimental man in the cafeteria, tricks young girls into tears, and then runs away with the money. And you call that 'A Hero in Troubled Times'?"

Do you know what people are saying about our school online right now? They're calling us a "training ground for scumbags"! They're saying the photography department only teaches liars!

Huang Yuxi became more and more anxious as she spoke, and reached out to grab Cheng Ming's ear.

But halfway through reaching out, he looked at Cheng Ming's ridiculously handsome face and abruptly stopped in mid-air, finally giving him a slap on the shoulder in exasperation.

"Snapped!"

It was crisp and clear.

"Do you know that Wang Jianhua, that stubborn old man, called me first thing this morning and gave me a thorough dressing-down!"

They'll say my students are morally corrupt and seriously damage the school's image, and they'll discipline you, maybe even expel you!

When Huang Yuxi said the word "expulsion", her voice trembled slightly.

She was really anxious.

She had watched Cheng Ming grow up over the past four years.

Although this kid is a bit stubborn and doesn't like to talk, he has a good professional foundation, is down-to-earth, and is handsome. She genuinely treats him like a younger brother, and even... has a little bit of inexplicable affection for him.

I originally thought he would graduate smoothly and that with his looks and skills, he could make a living anywhere.

Who would have thought that this guy would pull such a big stunt on the eve of graduation!

"Expulsion?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Shuo, who was standing nearby, turned pale with fright and quickly stepped forward, saying, "Counselor, is it really that serious?"

We were just making a short video, we didn't break any laws or regulations, and this traffic... this is real revenue!

"Shut up, just seeing you makes me angry...!"

Huang Yuxi turned around and glared at Wang Shuo: "Is Wang Jianhua the kind of person who cares about traffic?"

That's an old scholar! He values ​​his reputation and his face; you're practically tearing his face off and trampling it on!

After speaking, she turned to look at Cheng Ming, her eyes slightly red, her tone softening, and tinged with anxiety:

"Cheng Ming, are you short of money? If you are, just tell me...!"

"Although my salary isn't high, I can still lend you ten or twenty thousand for emergencies. Do you really need to resort to this...this kind of attention-seeking nonsense?"

.........

Looking at the woman who hadn't even put on makeup and was rushing over in slippers, Cheng Ming felt a slight stirring in his heart.

In this profit-driven society, it is truly rare to find someone who, instead of worrying about being implicated, is concerned about the other person's future.

Cheng Ming's playful expression faded, and he became more serious.

He reached out and pulled over a chair, gesturing for Huang Yuxi to sit down.

"Advisor, please sit down and calm down."

Cheng Ming turned around, picked up an unopened bottle of mineral water from the table, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to her:

"Fatty, open the window and let the smell dissipate, don't let it bother the counselor."

Huang Yuxi took the water but didn't drink it. She just stared intently at Cheng Ming, waiting for his explanation.

Cheng Ming leaned against the edge of the table, his arms crossed over his chest, exuding a relaxed sense of control.

"Advisor, what career paths do you think our media photography students will have after graduation?"

Huang Yuxi was taken aback, not expecting him to ask that, and subconsciously replied, "Go to a TV station, a newspaper, or GG Company, a film and television company..."

"That's an old almanac from ten years ago."

Cheng Ming shook his head, his gaze deep:

"You're aware of the current job market: TV stations are downsizing, and traditional media are declining."

Graduates from second-rate art schools like ours, with our resumes, will most likely end up in sales or be exploited as cheap labor.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have chosen to stay at the university after graduating with your master's degree....

He pointed to the data on Wang Shuo's phone.

"This is an era where traffic is king. Although Lao Wang is conservative, he values ​​the school's employment rate and influence even more."

You might call it sensationalism, but in the eyes of capital, it's about monetization and influence.

....................

Cheng Ming paused, leaned forward slightly, and looked directly into Huang Yuxi's eyes:

"Advisor, I'm not being ridiculous. This is the path I've paved for myself. I'll explain to Director Wang."

If he's really going to expel a student who brings so much attention to the school for this, then I think it's better if the student doesn't go to school at all...

Huang Yuxi was stunned by Cheng Ming's words.

She looked at Cheng Ming in front of her and suddenly felt a little unfamiliar with him.

The boy who used to blush even when talking to her is gone.

Instead, there was a man with a firm gaze, clear logic, and even a touch of domineering presence.

Especially the moment he approached, his strong masculine aura overwhelmed her, making her feel a little flutter in her heart.

"you……"

Huang Yuxi opened her mouth, but the whole scolding she had prepared couldn't be uttered.

She gulped down two mouthfuls of water, which slightly calmed the heat and panic in her heart.

"Nonsense! It's all nonsense...!"

Although Huang Yuxi said that, her tone was clearly not as aggressive as before.

She slammed the water bottle down on the table and glared at Cheng Ming:

"Even if what you say makes sense, how do we get past Director Wang? He's furious right now; he just said on the phone that you need to get to his office immediately!"

"Then let's go see him..."

Cheng Ming shrugged, turned around, took a clean white shirt from the closet, put it on, and said while buttoning it:

"Perfect timing, I'd also like to discuss the development of our college with Director Wang."

Watching Cheng Ming slowly put on his clothes, his slender waist concealed by the shirt, Huang Yuxi felt a little envious, but still looked away.

"You...you're really not afraid?"

"What are you afraid of? He's not going to eat me."

Cheng Ming, dressed neatly, straightened his collar in front of the mirror, then turned to look at Huang Yuxi, a mischievous smile playing on his lips:

"Besides, I still have you, senior, to protect me, right?"

The word "senior sister" sent a shiver down Huang Yuxi's spine, giving her goosebumps.

"Don't try to get close to me...!"

Huang Yuxi stood up and tugged at the hem of her vest as if to cover up her embarrassment.

I was running too fast just now and only now did I realize that I was dressed a bit too lightly, especially in front of these two hot-blooded boys.

She glared fiercely at Cheng Ming:

"Let me tell you, when you get to the office, you better behave yourself! Be sincere, or if you really get fired, I'll... I'll break your legs...!"

"Okay, but there's one more thing. Could you please cover for me for now? I'll go make some preparations and I'll be right back!"

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