Huayu02 started by making films.

First, please cherish your four years at university. Cherish every class you attend, and cherish every classmate and friend you make.

He looked at Chen Chen, Du Zhe, Gao Qiang, and Zhao Bin, his tone serious:

"They might be the same crew you had when you first started making movies, like-minded comrades. I affectionately call them—comrades."

Chen Chen's eyes welled up with tears, Du Zhe covered his face in excitement, unsure whether to cry or laugh, and Gao Qiang and Zhao Bin had the same expression.

"Second, maintain your passion. Love life, love your existence, love everything you have. This will be your source of motivation when you encounter any difficulties during filming."

Most importantly, thirdly,

Han Yi's gaze drifted into the distance, where a figure seemed to be waving at him.

"Observe life, observe society, observe the world. Our lenses as filmmakers should be aimed at the people, filming what they like, filming what they have experienced or are experiencing. Just as our teacher said, 'From the people, to the people.'"

"at last,"

Han Yi summarized with a smile:

"The promise I made in the lecture hall last year can now be fulfilled. The documentary film 'Me and the Tibetan Antelope' and the TV series 'Chinese Paladin' have officially begun. I will be working with Dean Zhang, Beijing Film Academy, and China Film Group on this project, and all personnel will be selected from current faculty and students!"

The students below the stage were already excited after hearing the first few sentences, and the teacher's words added fuel to the fire. When they heard that the two things Han Yi had promised last September had now come true, they all jumped up and down like a bunch of monkeys.

On the podium, Han Yi put down the microphone and looked at Dean Zhang:

"Director Zhang, Han and I will fund these two productions, with the Beijing Film Academy handling logistics. Hopefully, that won't be too much of a burden on you?"

Zhang Huijun was overwhelmed with emotion and wished he could worship Han Yi, his lucky star, right in front of him.

With so many achievements so soon after taking office, even if Han Yi were to film another thousand copies of "Selaginella," he would still dare to directly confront the Film Bureau.

He immediately replied, "Student Han, no, Director Han! How can we let you pay for everything? The Beijing Film Academy also has funding..."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Shanping interrupted him: "Can you be as rich as China Film Group? Old Zhang, just focus on your work."

"good!"

Zhang Huijun grabbed the microphone and announced, "What Director Han just said is the result of discussions with the Beijing University of Electronic Science and Technology. Students, please rest assured that this selection process will adhere to the principles of fairness, openness, and impartiality..."

In hopes of securing future film or television opportunities, the students patiently listened to these platitudes.

People in the large classroom gradually dispersed, whispering to each other as they walked out.

noon,

Han Yi couldn't refuse any longer, and Dean Zhang and Teacher Dai dragged him to the Beijing Film Academy cafeteria for a special meal.

After a satisfying meal, with no further gathering planned, everyone went home.

Han Yi had just stepped out of the small canteen when he saw Liu Yifei running towards him with her crescent-shaped eyes. Upon seeing her, she asked:

"Senior, do you not have a cell phone while you're abroad? Why aren't you replying to my messages?"

Han Yi drank some baijiu (Chinese liquor) at noon and felt a little dizzy.

"I'm just so busy... filming every day, how can I have time to look at my phone? Otherwise, how would I have won the Palme d'Or? It's a long story..."

Although Liu Yifei is young, she is quick-witted and immediately retorted, "Then why didn't you answer the phone?"

"Maybe... it's out of service area?"

Han Yi scratched his head and continued the story, "You know, China Mobile doesn't work with China Unicom, and China Unicom doesn't work with China Mobile."

"Hehehe..."

The two walked and talked, and soon arrived at the school gate. Han Yi took out sunglasses from his pocket, and Liu Yifei handed him a face mask.

"Senior, where are you going? Aren't you staying in the dorms?"

"Yes, I rented a place nearby."

Han Yi thought for a moment, then, almost as if possessed, added, "Would you like to come over to my house? My cat can do backflips!"

"Really?!" Liu Yifei blinked her eyes wide.

Han Yi regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth. Fortunately, not many people understood the joke in 2003, so he quickly tried to cover it up:

"Sisi, I just got back, the house must be a mess. How about I treat you and Changchang to dinner tonight when I'm free? That way we can fulfill our promise from the Beijing Film Studio?"

Although Liu Yifei really wanted to see a cat backflip, she knew it wasn't appropriate right now.

Her eyes gleamed mischievously, and she said with a wicked grin, "Could you do me a favor, senior?"

"you say."

"Well... um... my mom wants to invite you to dinner?"

Han Yi looked completely bewildered.

He had only met Liu Xiaoli twice, both times when Liu Yifei was present, as "classmates." What's the meaning behind suddenly inviting her to dinner?

Han Yi hesitated and said, "Qianqian, I'm not very familiar with Auntie... Is it inappropriate to eat together?"

(Note: The protagonist is not interested in Liu Xiaoli; he's already forty-five.)

Liu Yifei pouted and tugged at his sleeve, shaking it: "Senior, please say yes, okay!"

"Okay, okay, don't pull me, it's not good if someone sees us." Han Yi quickly pushed her arm away and readily agreed.

"Yay!"

Liu Yifei was overjoyed. She immediately called Han Yi, sent him the hotel address via text message, and then skipped back home for her afternoon nap.

Han Yi watched her swaying back lightly and thought to himself with a smile: She was so much more cheerful when she was younger.

Back inside the gate, he retrieved the key from under the flowerpot shelf and opened the door.

The room was clean and tidy, without a trace of odor, and there was a faint scent of laundry detergent in the air.

It seems that although Chen Chen lives at school, she still comes back occasionally and keeps their little apartment clean and tidy.

Han Yi went back to his bedroom, took a shower, turned off his phone, and went straight to sleep.

Perhaps because he didn't eat noodles at noon, he only slept for three hours before being woken up by the evening sun shining through the curtains.

In a daze, Han Yi heard the sound of a washing machine running on the balcony. He squinted and called out:

"Chenchen? Chenchen! You're back?"

A moment later, Chen Chen swayed into the bedroom. Han Yi looked up and instantly felt a surge of excitement, leaping off the bed in a somersault.

Chen Chen opened his arms and the two embraced tightly, their breaths mingling with each other's.

……

Six o'clock later.

Han Yi settled Chen Chen in bed and coaxed her to sleep before quietly getting dressed and heading out to his appointment.

The restaurant Liu Yifei gave him was a private establishment. Han Yi knew from the moment he arrived at the door that the visitor meant trouble.

This wasn't a scheme orchestrated by Liu Xiaoli at all; it was orchestrated by Liu Yifei's godfather. What's his name again, Chen something-fei?

"Well, we're already here."

Han Yi sighed softly, pushed open the door, announced the name of the private room, and was led inside by the waiter.

Listening to the Rain Pavilion.

Pushing open the door, a group of two women and one man came into view. Liu Yifei was the first to stand up:

"Senior! Why didn't you call me? I'd come out to pick you up!"

Liu Xiaoli also stood up at the same time: "Han Yi, no, Director Han, Qianqian was just talking about you."

Han Yi smiled and said, "Auntie, please just call me by my name. I usually only use the title 'Director Han' on set."

"Okay, then I'll call you Han Yi."

"Um."

Han Yi then took a closer look and confirmed that Liu Yifei's looks at this time were indeed not as good as her mother's.

No wonder there are so many "mother and daughter flowers" memes in Chinese entertainment news.

At this moment, the man who hadn't spoken until now finally spoke:

"Han Yi, seeing is believing. I didn't expect you to be so young. When Qianqian first told me that her senior had won the Palme d'Or, I thought she was joking with me."

Han Yi looked at Liu Yifei with great confusion: "Qianqian, who is this?"

"He is my godfather." Liu Yifei looked up at Han Yi, felt flustered by his gaze, and then lowered her head again.

The man chuckled, "Sissi is right. My name is Chen Jinfei, and I'm her godfather."

"Chen something?" Han Yi feigned confusion.

"Chen, Jin, Fei!"

Han Yi waved his hand: "I know. I'm asking which Chen? Which Jin? Which Fei?"