Huayu02 started by making films.

In the afternoon, Chang Li put Hu Jing and Zeng Li into Class 02 and rehearsed "Thunderstorm" again.

Now, Han Yi, watching from below the stage, understood. It was a complete annihilation; not a single student could keep up with their performance.

Finally, Han Yi reassured the old lady by saying that "TV dramas are really not suitable for them" and promised to come to the Central Academy of Drama to cast actors for the next movie. He then hurriedly slipped away.

Before leaving, he added to Liu Tianchi: "Have Tangtang come to the Beijing Film Academy for an audition the day after tomorrow. The role is Lin Yueru, the second female lead in 'Chinese Paladin'."

……

In the evening, at Donglaishun Hot Pot Restaurant.

Han Yi couldn't understand why Old BJ's dinner parties always consisted of hot pot or offal snacks. But Han Shanping had decided to hold the dinner there, so there was nothing he could do.

In the sweltering heat, what's the point of eating hot pot?

At the dinner table, besides Han Yi and Han Shanping, there was a girl who looked remarkably like Old Han and spoke fluent Sichuan dialect.

Han Shanping introduced, "This is my daughter. She takes my surname and is called Han Jia Nu."

Han Yi was scooping up slices of meat when he glanced through the steam from the copper pot at Han Shanping, then at the Han family girl who was engrossed in eating, and thought to himself:

"It's a good thing your daughter doesn't look like you, otherwise you'd be in big trouble."

He asked, "Mr. Han, what's going on...?"

Han Shanping raised his glass, and the two clinked glasses. Old Han laughed and said, "Consider this a family dinner; everyone here shares the same surname and is from the same clan."

Han Yi thought to himself, "I don't believe you for a second. You old geezer, you're really wicked. Who knows what you're up to?"

But he said, "Yes, yes, I just realized, we both have the surname Han..."

Han Shanping seized the opportunity: "Han Yi, which generation are you from?"

Han Yi thought for a moment: "I have several older cousins ​​whose names all contain the character 'Bi', so they must be from the 'Bi' generation. I don't know why my name doesn't have the character 'Bi' in it."

Han Shanping shook his head and pondered for a moment: "Zhao Wenmeng Zhongji, Ji Xianguang Kebang; Ding Bi An Hong... You should be from Han Shizhong's branch."

Han Yi chimed in, "Then I'll have to go back and look up the family tree."

"No problem, no problem. I, Old Han, came from the Han family of Cangxi during the Manchu migration from Huguang to Sichuan."

Mentioning queues piqued Han Yi's interest. He put down his wine glass and asked, "Mr. Han, what do you think of the queue-themed dramas that have been popular in recent years? Like 'Yellow Pig'..."

With a "bang".

Han Shanping slammed down his wine glass, glanced back at the crack in the door, and lowered his voice:

"Damn it, not a single one of those men with queues is any good! Do you know why my grandfather's generation migrated from Huguang?"

Why?

"It's all because they slaughtered all the local Sichuanese! Geneva, I..."

Han Yi listened to his rambling and thought to himself:

"Old Han is alright; he doesn't invest in many movies set in the Qing Dynasty. The only exception is 'The Warlords,' which I guess was aimed at Andy Lau and Jet Li."

He raised his glass and continued, "Mr. Han is right. The Qing Dynasty was a bunch of pigs and dogs, they caused immense harm to China. Those indemnity treaties they signed—I could use them to wipe my ass for a lifetime and still not run out! What garbage! Bah!"

"If it weren't for our instructor leading our predecessors to turn the tide, we wouldn't be here drinking and chatting like this."

"That's right, that's right."

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

Han Shanping put his arm around Han Yi, lit a cigarette, and said:

"Let me tell you the truth, Lao Han, this 'Beijing circle' is just a private turf for those old-timers. But it'll be over soon, the higher-ups will be cleaning up these parasites soon."

Han Yi, who hadn't drunk much, asked in a deep voice, "Mr. Han, what do you think about me making a movie or TV series about Sun Dianying excavating the Qing tombs?"

"Huh?" Han Shanping became interested and pondered for a moment.

"It's not a good time to film now. Either wait a few years, or go south to film. In any case, it's definitely not suitable to film here."

"Don't worry about where you're filming, just tell me if it's okay, if we can film it!" Han Yi said, displaying his stubbornness.

"Yes! Absolutely!" Han Shanping slapped his thigh and said emphatically.

"Old Han, if you're going to pat my leg, can you at least aim carefully? You're patting my leg!"

Han Yi grunted and silently moved away, sitting down next to the Han family woman.

At that moment, Han's daughter was drinking AD calcium milk, listening with a smile to the two old men chatting nonsense.

Seeing Han Yi leaning closer, she even offered her AD calcium supplement forward.

Han Yi smiled and shook his head, but took a tray from her open backpack and tucked it behind his back, planning to bring it to others to try tomorrow.

The dinner didn't involve much serious business, but the relationship between Han Yi and Han Shanping clearly grew much closer.

On the way back, Han's daughter drove, and Han Shanping sat in the back seat, calmly saying to his daughter:

"Hmph! Old Ren is still so petty. He just piggybacked on a movie, it's not even a co-production, he'll never win any major awards. And the script isn't even as good as 'The Intouchables'..."

"Hey old man," asked the woman driving the car, "are you really that sure Han Yi will cast you in his next movie?"

"Who else should we turn to if not me? Shanghai Film Group is nothing compared to China Film Group!"

"But didn't China Film Group just decide to invest in Kevin Chong's 'The Promise'? They shouldn't be short of money, right?"

"What do you know, little girl? As long as Han Yi—no, I can call him Han Yi, but you have to call him Director Han, understand?"

"I won't call him that. Anyway, I'm taking the Beijing Film Academy entrance exam in the second half of the year, so calling him 'senior' is fine too."

"what ever."

Han Shanping yawned: "Are you sure you want to apply to the directing department? Should I go talk to Tian Zhuangzhuang?"

"No!" Han's daughter shook her head. "I want to study literature. Literature is the only legitimate major at Beijing Film Academy!"

"You... well, whatever. Just follow Han Yi around then."

"You don't even need to tell me. Senior Han Yi even swiped a board of AD calcium from me last night. I bet he has a girlfriend."

"For a director, falling in love is a piece of cake."

"What director would bring AD calcium supplements to his girlfriend? It must be a girl he likes."

"..."

The following morning.

Han Yi slept until midday before returning to Beijing Film Academy, yawning.

Before he could even go to the Literature Department to report to Lao Dai, Wang Jinsong, who was already waiting at the door, grabbed him and dragged him straight to the Performing Arts Department.

They were rushing off to a brothel.

"Teacher Wang, Teacher Wang, why are you in such a hurry? What happened?"

Wang Jinsong walked quickly, muttering to himself:

"It's all because of the commotion you caused at the Central Academy of Drama yesterday! Now the students in the class are getting more and more excited, even the vocational school students are joining in. Look, they're all rehearsing 'Thunderstorm'!"

"Huh? Again?!"

Han Yi was starting to lose interest in going. He'd watched "Thunderstorm" for two days straight, and no matter who played the role, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for it.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jinsong stopped in his tracks, indignantly saying, "Director Han, you're a graduate of the Beijing Film Academy! You can't learn from those two generations of directors!"

"I didn't say I wouldn't watch," Han Yi shook his head. "What I mean is, who's in line?"

"There are so many! Class of '02, Class of '01, and even Class of '00, quite a few of them have come, divided into several groups. We'll have to watch at least three games today!" Wang Jinsong said sullenly.

"Sigh," Han Yi sighed, "We're already here."

The large rehearsal room of the Performance Department at Taipei Film Academy.

At this point, the stage had been divided into three groups of people.

The Class of 00 was led by Dong Xuan, surrounded by Che Xiao, the "widow," and Lin Jiachuan, the "Knife Brother" from "Raging Waves."

The cast of 01 includes Huang Shengyi, Wang Luodan, Nai Liang ("celebration wine"), Ma Su ("brothel madam"), and Yao Di ("mistress"). As for Zhao Ke ("mother-in-law"), she has already joined the crew of "Tibetan Antelope" and is waiting to be assigned to the role.

The Class of 02 included some familiar faces: Liu Yifei, Huang Bo from the dubbing class, Luo Jin (Tangtang's future husband), and Zhu Yawen.

Jiang Papa went to the set of "Tibetan Antelope" to serve Du Zhe personally, and has not been seen since.