Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, I became a legend in the entertainment industry by avo

8:00

The rehearsal hall door opened again, and a girl with a high ponytail, wearing a pink coat, walked in, holding a cup of soy milk in her hand.

Upon seeing Zhang Qilin cleaning and Feng Yuanzheng standing by the window, he was clearly taken aback, his steps halting at the doorway, his expression somewhat bewildered.

Feng Yuanzheng glanced at the soy milk cup in her hand and looked up at his watch.

The girl quickly placed the soy milk cup on the low cabinet by the door, and walked over briskly, her voice clear yet tinged with nervousness:

Good morning, teacher.

Feng Yuanzheng gestured to the side:

"There's a rag over there. Go wipe the mirror, and be careful not to leave any watermarks on the edges."

"Okay," the girl jogged to get a rag, walked to the huge mirror, and began to wipe it.

Her movements were a bit rushed, showing the awkwardness of someone new to the place and an eagerness to make a good impression.

As the reporting time approached, other interns arrived one after another.

Everyone's reaction upon entering was similar; upon seeing Feng Yuanzheng's highly recognizable face, they displayed varying degrees of surprise or nervousness.

Then, learn from those who came before you and actively seek out things you can do.

No one spoke loudly; the only sounds in the rehearsal hall were the varying noises of cleaning tools and everyone's deliberately quiet breathing.

Feng Yuanzheng stood by the window, slowly drinking water.

His gaze swept over the young faces one by one, sometimes frowning slightly, sometimes shaking his head almost imperceptibly.

Except for Zhang Qilin, who was dressed simply, all the other newcomers wore exquisite makeup and bright, stylish clothes.

This made them feel constrained when they worked, and they would subconsciously avoid dust for fear of ruining their makeup or getting their clothes dirty.

Looking at Zhang Qilin, dressed in simple clothes, he moved swiftly and decisively no matter what he did.

This person is most afraid of comparison.

Feng Yuanzheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The one with the most outstanding appearance was actually the one who cared the least about his appearance among this group.

It seems the others still have a long way to go.

At 8:30, the rehearsal hall had been completely renovated.

The floor was gleaming, the mirror was sparkling, and the chairs were neatly arranged in front of it. Even the wooden slats and cushions in the corners were arranged in an orderly fashion.

At that moment, the door to the rehearsal room opened.

Park Jon-shin walked in first, followed by a group of people.

The cast includes several familiar faces such as Yang Lixin, He Bing, Liang Guanhua, Chen Xiaoyi, and Wu Gang.

Feng Yuanzheng stepped forward to greet him.

Park Jon-shin then led everyone to the center of the hall.

Feng Yuanzheng and two other young teachers sat down behind the table in the center.

"Is everyone here?" Park Junshin looked around, his tone serious.

"Yes, Vice Dean Park," Feng Yuanzheng replied, "These are this year's batch of interns."

Park Jon-shin looked around and nodded:

"Everyone, please sit down."

After all the interns were seated, Park Chun-shin's voice clearly echoed in every corner:

"Before the start of class today, let's have a short meeting to introduce your homeroom teacher, Mr. Feng Yuanzheng."

As he spoke, Feng Yuanzheng nodded to the crowd.

"Deputy head teacher Wang Lei," Pu Cunxin continued.

The man sitting to Feng Yuanzheng's right smiled and waved to everyone.

"Assistant Yang Yu."

The young man sitting to Feng Yuanzheng's left waved to the crowd.

"Teacher Lixin is the captain of the actors' team, responsible for the overall teaching arrangements and guidance."

Standing next to Park Chun-shin, Yang Li-xin smiled and nodded.

"Professors He Bing, Liang Guanhua, Chen Xiaoyi, and Wu Gang will be in charge of your professional courses. You can ask them for help at any time if you have any questions."

All the interns looked at the teaching team with serious and bright eyes.

These are all renowned seniors in the entertainment industry. If you wanted to ask one of them for advice, you would have to ask for a lot of favors.

Now, these renowned artists not only teach them how to perform, but also allow them to ask questions whenever they have any questions.

This is the essence of Beijing People's Art Theatre.

Looking across the entire entertainment industry, how many people can enjoy this kind of treatment?

Seeing the barely suppressed excitement on the young faces before him, Park Chun-shin finally smiled.

"In addition to these instructors, in the future, senior scholars such as Lan Tianye, Zhu Xu, and Yu Shizhi will also come to give classes to everyone from time to time. I hope you will seize the opportunity when that happens."

As soon as the words were spoken, disbelief filled those young faces.

I can even hear these legendary veteran artists personally giving lectures...

Park Chun-shin was very satisfied with the newcomers' performance, and he said all this to attract more people to stay at the Beijing People's Art Theatre.

While the Beijing People's Art Theatre may not offer much in terms of income, few institutions can match its teaching resources.

He then gave a brief welcoming speech before leaving with everyone.

Only three people remained on site, including the homeroom teacher Feng Yuanzheng, facing a room full of interns.

The three of them whispered a few words and decided that the deputy class teacher, Wang Lei, would lead everyone to complete the registration procedures and visit the Beijing People's Art Museum.

The group followed Wang Lei out of the rehearsal hall and took the elevator to the fourth floor, where the Beijing People's Art Theatre's museum is located.

The museum is softly lit.

The yellowed manuscripts in the display case are stills that capture historical moments.

The costumes and props, which bear countless stories from both on and off stage, tell the tales of the Beijing People's Art Theatre's past glory and achievements.

Wang Lei walked ahead, explaining to everyone as if reciting a familiar story: from the "Huaxia School" of theatrical performance pioneered by Mr. Jiao Juyin to the creation and staging process of the troupe's treasures such as "Teahouse" and "Thunderstorm."

The interns listened attentively, their eyes filled with awe and longing, occasionally letting out soft exclamations of surprise.

In the crowd, two interns gazed at the display case, their voices filled with envy:

"I wonder when we'll be able to stand on stage and star in these classics."

"Let's work together to strive to stand in the center of the stage by the end of our internship."

Hearing their conversation, Wang Lei, who was giving a lecture, stopped and said earnestly:

"Everyone who enters the Beijing People's Art Theatre longs to stand in the center of the stage as soon as possible. However, today I want to pour cold water on everyone's dreams. The Beijing People's Art Theatre has two major disasters, one of which is becoming a leading actor right after graduation."

Apart from Zhang Qilin, the other interns looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.

Wang Lei's gaze swept over the still somewhat immature faces, lingering a little longer on Zhang Qilin's:

"Young actors lack stage experience. Some are crushed by early fame, while others, due to a weak foundation, quickly exhaust their talent and become a flash in the pan."

"Only by constantly refining oneself, accumulating experience from basic roles such as extras, and gradually improving can one truly go far."

As Wang Lei spoke, his gaze would occasionally drift towards Zhang Qilin, making Zhang Qilin feel as if he was being spoken to him on purpose.

Although he wanted to stand in the center of the stage as soon as possible, he kept in mind the information given by the divination and listened more and spoke less, trying to keep a low profile.

He's been trying to keep a low profile, so why is the other person still paying attention to him?

Does his face say, "I want to be the lead actor"?

"Another one is that he's too good-looking..." Wang Lei's eyes looked at Zhang Qilin again, but this time he didn't look away.

All the interns followed his gaze and looked at Zhang Qilin.

As everyone listened to Wang Lei's words, their gazes toward Zhang Qilin ranged from envy and schadenfreude to those who saw him as a rival.

Faced with all sorts of stares, Zhang Qilin was speechless. It wasn't his fault that he was good-looking.

After visiting the museum, Wang Lei led everyone to the personnel department to complete the formalities, and then led everyone back to the rehearsal hall.

Back in the rehearsal hall, the center of the hall had been cleaned up, and Feng Yuanzheng and his assistant sat on the floor.

Seeing everyone come in, Feng Yuanzheng said;

"Please have a seat."

Zhang Qilin sat down without hesitation.

The others looked at the ground and hesitated.

They wore nice clothes, and it's hard to wash them if they get dirty.

But seeing Feng Yuanzheng's attitude, everyone reluctantly did it.

After everyone was seated, Feng Yuanzheng asked:

"How are you feeling?"

The crowd answered in unison:

"Shocking"

"amazing"

"I learned a lot"

Feng Yuanzheng nodded:

"Classes will officially begin tomorrow, and I want to see you all here at 5:30."

As soon as Feng Yuanzheng finished speaking, the rehearsal hall fell silent. Except for Zhang Qilin, everyone's expression changed.