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

Zhang Qilin said sincerely:

"Teacher Zhang, thank you so much for your guidance over the past two years. Your words keep echoing in my ears, and the more I think about them, the more I realize how right you were..."

Zhang Hua's face was gloomy, and he did not say a word to Zhang Qilin's words.

Seeing this, Jing Tian whispered:

"Teacher Zhang, Qi Lin also told me that he was deeply moved by what you said, which is why he changed his mind and wanted to apply to the Beijing People's Art Theatre. You just said that as long as it's for the sake of learning, you won't be angry... right?"

Wang Chunzi spoke with a hint of reproach:

"Jing Tian, ​​how could you ask Professor Zhang such a question? As the most outstanding professor in the academy, how could his words not stand?"

Zhang Hua couldn't help but mutter to himself, wondering why these two were praising him for no reason.

So that's where he was waiting.

But the words have already been spoken, and if he goes back on his word now, it might damage his reputation as an outstanding professor in the college.

After a moment of contemplation, Zhang Hua returned to his desk, turned on his computer, and played an audio file.

After listening, a complex emotion appeared on his face.

He really wanted to reject Zhang Qilin's application, but the words just wouldn't come out.

Because this dubbing is really good, if it's not approved, what will others think of him if they find out?

At his age, reputation is the only thing he values.

At this moment, Wang Chunzi's voice rang out:

"Teacher Zhang, you don't need to worry. Regardless of whether Zhang Qilin passes this time, he is still a student you taught. No matter what achievements he makes in the future, he will definitely thank you."

"Like me, whenever someone asks, I always say that you have had the biggest influence on me."

After hearing Wang Chunzi's words, Zhang Hua suddenly felt relieved.

Yes, why should teachers take students so seriously?

As long as the outcome is good, what's wrong with making some concessions in the process?

Zhang Hua raised her eyes and looked at Zhang Qilin.

Zhang Qilin's face appropriately revealed a humble and nervous expression.

"Never mind," Zhang Hua sighed inwardly.

Zhang Hua took a form from the drawer and handed it to Zhang Qilin:

"My passing here is just the beginning. In a few days, the Beijing People's Art Theatre will organize an interview to truly decide whether you can intern at the theatre."

Zhang Qilin bowed deeply:

"Thank you, Teacher Zhang! I will definitely work hard and won't let you down."

Zhang Hua's tone was flat:

"Don't thank me too soon. I've given you the opportunity. Whether you can seize it or not depends on your own ability."

Jing Tian handed the biscuit in her hand to Zhang Qilin.

Zhang Qilin took the pen, filled in the information on the form, and handed it to Zhang Hua.

He casually took out a calligraphy scroll from the paper bag:

"Teacher Zhang, this is calligraphy written by my elder as an apology."

Wang Chunzi took one end of the scroll and slowly unrolled it in front of Zhang Hua.

Upon seeing the words above, Zhang Hua's eyes revealed an expression of appreciation, but he shook his head and said:

"I can't accept it."

Wang Chunzi said:

"Teacher Zhang, this is a token of Qi Lin's appreciation. Please accept it."

Seeing that Zhang Hua refused to take it, Wang Chunzi placed the scroll on the desk and gave Zhang Qilin and Jing Tian a look:

"Teacher Zhang, we won't bother you any longer, you don't need to see us off."

"Teacher Wang, please take this calligraphy back with you." Zhang Hua's voice came from behind.

Wang Chunzi pretended not to hear and led the two of them quickly outside.

Zhang Qilin, who was at the back, quickly closed the door.

Zhang Hua was the only one left in the office.

He remained seated, listening intently to the sounds outside the door.

After a moment, he reached out and picked up the scroll, slowly unrolling it.

Gazing at the ink on the paper, he studied it for a long time, then murmured in admiration:

"Good characters, especially the character 'sound'. If it's handled well, its future potential is limitless."

Then, he looked up at the doorway, a meaningful smile on his face.

These are all his former students; how could a teacher not understand his students' thoughts?

……

The three stopped at the top of the stairs. Wang Chunzi said to Zhang Qilin:

"Go back and study hard. The Beijing People's Art Theatre's interviews are always very strict. If you have any questions about your major, consult with the professors in each subject. If you need any assistance, feel free to contact me."

Zhang Qilin nodded earnestly:

"Thank you, Teacher Wang. I will prepare diligently and will not let the school down."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself," Wang Chunzi smiled. "It's good to have tried your best in this kind of thing. It's not only the Beijing People's Art Theatre that offers permanent positions."

"I understand, Teacher Wang."

Wang Chunzi looked at Jing Tian:

"It's getting late, you should head home too."

The two said in unison:

"goodbye teacher."

After saying goodbye to Wang Chunzi, the two went downstairs.

As Zhang Qilin stepped outside, a message appeared before his eyes.

[Luck Value +3, Temporary Dialogue Memory Acceleration Talisman +1]

Just then, a black Buick parked not far from the door opened its door, and a sturdy young woman stepped out briskly and rushed over to greet her.

She walked closer, naturally took the things from Jing Tian's hands, and nodded to Zhang Qilin in greeting:

"Hello, Brother Lin."

Zhang Qilin stopped to check the reward and waved in response:

"Sister Zheng looks beautiful again."

Sister Zheng's lips curled up into a smile:

"No way, you're just joking."

Despite saying that, the smile on her face was undeniable.

Jing Tian said to Zhang Qilin:

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Zhang Qilin nodded, thinking that Jing Tian had helped a lot in gaining Zhang Hua's forgiveness so quickly, and he should thank her.

So he said to Jing Tian:

"What would you like to eat? It's on me."

Jing Tian's big eyes immediately sparkled:

"Then I won't stand on ceremony, how about we have some hot pot?"

"Then let's go with Donglaishun."

"Get in my car," Jing Tian gestured towards the car door, then said to Sister Zheng, "call to reserve a seat."

Sister Zheng immediately took out her phone:

"Okay, boss."

The three got into the car and drove off towards the outside of the college.

Soothing music played in the car. After a long day, Jing Tian leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes to rest.

Zhang Qilin also pretended to close his eyes to rest, but was actually checking the rewards.

He couldn't help but complain inwardly about the mere 3 points of luck he received as a reward:

The downside of getting a good or medium-good fortune draw is that the luck bonus is a bit low.

The rewards for a medium-low lottery draw are good, but he is too weak right now and doesn't want to risk it for a high reward.

However, the temporary dialogue memory acceleration talisman is pretty good, as it can increase the memory speed by 30%.

He thought about the upcoming audition for the Beijing People's Art Theatre.

In case there are any parts that require memorization, the talisman might come in very handy at crucial moments.

He even had a bolder idea: if he could use divination to predict the exam questions in advance, wouldn't he save the trouble of using talismans?

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

Once it's past midnight, the daily divination attempts reset, and you can try it out immediately.

For him, passing Teacher Zhang Hua's test and figuring out the exam questions through divination would make the internship interview much easier.

Soon, the car stopped in front of Donglaishun.

The three got off the car. Although it was late February and spring had arrived, the evening breeze still felt chilly.

Jing Tian habitually lowered the brim of her hat to slightly conceal her face.

Sister Zheng walked ahead and pushed open the heavy wooden-framed glass door of Donglaishun.

A familiar, steaming aroma, a blend of sesame paste, chive blossoms, and piping hot mutton, wafted over, instantly dispelling the chill of the street.

The lobby was brightly lit, and the sounds of people, clinking glasses, and the soft clatter of dishes blended into a warm and lively atmosphere.

"This way," Sister Zheng gestured softly, leading the two through the slightly crowded passageway.

Following behind, Jing Tian nimbly stepped aside, just in time to avoid a waiter carrying slices of mutton.

Inside the small cubicle, a copper pot was already set up, the charcoal fire glowing red, and the clear broth waiting quietly in the pot.

The group sat down one after another, on heavy wooden chairs, enveloped by the warm aroma of food and the heat of the room.

Before long, the waiter brought out all the food we had ordered.

The soup in the pot gradually boiled, and Sister Zheng deftly put several plates of mutton into it.

The paper-thin slices of meat flipped over in the clear broth, quickly curling up and turning an enticing milky white.

Jing Tian picked up a piece of rolled-up mutton with her chopsticks, dipped it lightly in the thick sesame sauce, and put it in her mouth.

She squinted her eyes contentedly:

"Eating hot pot on a cold day makes you feel comfortable from the inside out."

Zhang Qilin also picked up a piece of mutton, dipped it in sesame sauce, and put it in his mouth.

The tenderness of the mutton and the richness of the sesame sauce melted in my mouth, and the warmth dispelled the chill from my body.

He raised his glass to Jing Tian:

"Sweetie~ I won't say much in words of thanks, everything is in the wine."

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

Jing Tian smiled and downed her drink.

"Dalin, you're being too polite. You helped me a lot during the graduation play rehearsals, I'm not as sentimental as you," she paused, her smile deepening, "You're not planning to skip out on the bill, are you?"

"How could that be?" Zhang Qilin chuckled and waved his hand dismissively. "Order whatever you like tonight, there's plenty."

"Then I won't be polite."

After a few plates of meat, and with the added stimulation of alcohol, the atmosphere of the conversation became more relaxed.

Jing Tian looked at Zhang Qilin with slightly tipsy eyes:

"Dalin, tell me the truth, why do you suddenly want to apply to the Beijing People's Art Theatre? With your stubborn temper, I don't believe that Teacher Zhang Hua's words can change your mind."

Zhang Qilin met her gaze, his slightly tipsy eyes revealing a keenness that was hard to detect.

He said with a smile:

"What Teacher Zhang Hua said makes a lot of sense. It's normal that I was touched by it."

"Dalin, although we haven't had much contact in the past two years, we spent several months together rehearsing for the graduation play, which is enough for me to understand your temperament. Don't try to fob me off with empty words; I want to hear the truth."

"Actually," Zhang Qilin said with a smile, "I've had a feeling lately that this path is right for me. I've tried it a few times, and it's pretty accurate."

Seeing Zhang Qilin's serious expression, Jing Tian couldn't help but smile and teased him, saying:

"So accurate? Then help me see how well the play 'The Warring States' will perform in the future?"

Zhang Qilin stared at Jing Tian for a few seconds, pretending to look at her, and then said:

"If I were you, I wouldn't have taken on the role of the Sengoku period actor."

Jing Tian was taken aback, then raised an eyebrow:

"Why? You want me to turn down such a great production team? You'd better give me a solid reason."