Huayu02 started by making films.

Fan Xiaopang: 21 years old, a suitable age. She gained some popularity a couple of years ago with her role as a maid in "Pi Yanzi Searches for Her Wild Father," but most of her fame was wasted on the role of the character in the show. That's why she played a princess in last year's "Young Justice Bao 2."

She should be exploring resources in Hong Kong and Taiwan now, thinking of making it into the film industry, but who knew she would only get a few minor film roles, playing supporting roles to Hong Kong and Taiwan actors.

The next somewhat well-known film won't be until next year's Lunar New Year season, with "Cellphone." He should be in the capital; let's see if we can find him.

She is a very ambitious woman, perhaps forced into it, or perhaps driven by a strong personality, but who among those who enter this circle is not ambitious?

If you don't eat people, you'll be eaten.

Han Yi recalls that after Fan Xiaopang started to have some capital around 06, she gradually shifted towards art films and collaborated with many young directors, such as Li Yu, making films like "Apple," "Buddha Mountain," "Double Exposure," and "Ever Since We Love," but she never managed to win a Best Actress award at an international film festival.

Thinking of this, he put down his pen, tore off the pages that were just filled with his name, went into the kitchen, lit the gas, and watched the flames engulf the writing.

"I've decided on you."

……

In the girls' dormitory building of Beijing Film Academy, Chen Chen and Zhao Ke shared a room.

The girls' dormitory had a standard layout: bunk beds with desks underneath. After washing up, the two girls climbed into their beds and talked head-to-head.

"Chenchen, what's wrong with you today? You were fine when you left this morning!"

Chen Chen shook his head, a hint of lingering fear still on his face: "Ake, it's not something that can be explained in a few words..."

She had actually seen the text message Han Yi sent ("Keep today's events a secret"), but deliberately avoided talking about it. Instead, she said, "I have something to tell you. Han Yi is going to shoot a new movie, a feature film. I've read the script; it's a female-centric film."

Zhao Ke exclaimed in surprise, "A leading lady? Why is he so unpredictable? The short film hasn't even been nominated yet, has it?"

"The notification for the Cannes finals should be coming in the next day or two. Han Yi is very confident," Chen Chen replied.

She didn't tell Zhao Ke about Tian Zhuangzhuang and others' reactions at the screening that day, but silently added in her mind, "I'm very confident too."

"Do you know which actress Han Yi is planning to cast?" Zhao Ke asked, then added, "What do you think about me giving it a try?"

"I don't know who he wants to find, but he'll probably find a student, right? He can't afford anyone with a bit of fame, hehe..." Chen Chen finished speaking and let out a light, bell-like laugh.

"Sigh, they'll most likely still pick from the acting department next door; that's a tradition at Beijing Film Academy," Zhao Ke sighed.

"I won't talk about it..."

"Go to sleep. Hey! Ake, why did you climb into my bed?"

"How about we try some 'unspoken rules' with the future producer Chen...?"

Silent all night.

The following morning, after finishing his required course, Han Yi slipped away to Teacher Dai's office for "tea".

Teacher Dai smiled and gestured for him to sit down, made him a cup of tea, and then slowly said, "So, what brings you here, young man? You wouldn't come here without a reason, would you?"

Han Yi said tactfully, "Teacher Dai, I have written a new notebook and would like to ask you to give me your feedback."

"You're fast, kid! How long has it been since the short film was shot? Has it been a month already?" Teacher Dai exclaimed in surprise.

Han Yi held up one finger and said, "Exactly one month."

"Alright, let me see."

Han Yi took out the script he carried with him and handed it over. Teacher Dai took it, sipped his tea, and began to read it carefully.

As time passed, Teacher Dai's expression gradually changed from calm and breezy to solemn.

Han Yi looked out the window. The willows by the campus pond had begun to sprout buds, and by the end of the month, they would probably be releasing their fluff.

After a long silence, Teacher Dai placed the script on the table, interrupting Han Yi's reverie. He pointed to the last line of the script, "This story is based on a true story," and asked in a deep voice, "Han Yi, is that last line true?"

He slammed his hand on the table, his tone becoming more forceful: "I need evidence. Adaptation isn't fabrication, and fictionalization isn't nonsense!"

Han Yi was already prepared. He took out the memory card from his pocket and calmly said, "Teacher Dai, everything you want to see is in here. But are you really sure you want to see it?"

He placed the memory card on the script, his tone remaining calm: "I'm from the literature department, this script definitely won't pass censorship. Professor Dai, are you sure you want to get on this pirate ship?"

Teacher Dai raised his head and looked directly at Han Yi. Only then did he suddenly realize that this student was like a completely different person from when he enrolled last year until after the New Year.

"Filming, recruiting classmates, building a team... Is this some kind of 'mentorship' program? Is this what you call eighteen? What was I doing when I was eighteen?" Teacher Dai muttered to himself.

"Am I really that good at teaching? Or is filmmaking really that demanding of a person? Could he really be a genius?"

After a struggle with his conscience, Teacher Dai grabbed the script and memory card with one hand, and pulled Han Yi by the other, heading towards the door: "I can't bear this karma. Let's find someone who can handle it."

"Who? Teacher Tian?" Han Yi asked.

"right!"

"Isn't Professor Tian only coming to teach at the Beijing Film Academy in the second half of the year?"

"Senior Brother Tian's ban on directing has ended, and he has been organizing graduate teaching materials in the directing department recently."

"Teacher Dai, do you mean...?"

"Talk to him and see if there's any way. At the very least, let him be listed as a producer."

Teacher Dai walked quickly, then suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "By the way, do you still have money to film?"

"We've made enough preparations for the initial stages. The rest... depends on Cannes." Han Yi shrugged.

Teacher Dai chuckled and patted him on the shoulder: "You rascal, you're really that confident?"

"Absolutely!"

Speak of the devil, and he appears. Just then, Han Yi's Bird cell phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw it was an unknown number. He answered the phone: "Hello, yes...yesyes!! Yes, it is!"

Fortunately, Han Yi is a reborn person, otherwise he might not be able to speak English fluently.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Professor Dai, whose eyes were filled with expectation, nodded emphatically, and announced loudly, "Professor Dai! Your first-year literature student, Han Yi—his short film shot last month has been shortlisted for the short film competition at the Cannes Film Festival!!!"

The voice was loud and clear, echoing through the corridor. Teachers and students passing by stopped and looked at the teacher and student when they heard "Cannes," "official competition," and "short film section."

"real?!"

Teacher Dai's voice trembled slightly. She took a deep breath to suppress her emotions and pressed on, "Are you sure it was an official call?"

"Yes, they said the film festival chairman is holding a press conference, and domestic media should report on it this afternoon."

Teacher Dai clapped her hands with a smile: "Great! Great! Let's go tell Senior Brother Tian this good news!"

The teachers in the corridor congratulated Professor Dai one after another: "Old Dai, congratulations! Your literature department is about to produce another promising talent." A teacher from the directing department joked.

"Exactly, exactly. I'll have some of the guys from our department audit the classes later. Who knows, maybe the photography department can produce a few directors," the photography professor laughed.

The acting professors said, "Han Yi, next time you're making a new film, come to our department to select actors. Don't follow the old ways."

The teacher and student, one with a flushed face and the other with a red face, hurriedly ran towards Tian Zhuangzhuang's office.