Huayu: Reborn in 97, transferring to the Central Academy of Drama's star-studded class

The final exams have come to a successful end, and everyone can finally relax. Almost every student got a good score, so at least they don't have to worry about being expelled.

The students from Class 96 had to stay behind to clean up the venue, while the teachers and audience began to leave in a flurry.

No one noticed that among those leaving was a middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap, with a face full of wrinkles, looking particularly weathered.

His name is Zhang Yimou.

"Oh my god, Jiang'er, thank goodness you reacted quickly. Just thinking about it now makes me break out in a cold sweat." Liu Ye carried a stool, looking terrified.

Zhang Ziyi wrinkled her nose, continuing to sweep the floor, and began to criticize without any politeness.

"I don't know what you were grinning about back then. If you hadn't responded to that, the punchline wouldn't have landed properly, and Jiang Lai would have cursed you to death."

Jiang Lai tidied up the stools and laughed, "It's not that exaggerated, it's just a lot of cursing."

Liu Ye clutched his chest, looking exaggerated.

"It's heartbreaking. Jiang'er, our deep revolutionary friendship has been so easily shattered by this old woman's words?"

"I'll beat you to death! I'll teach you a lesson you old hag, you old hag!"

Zhang Ziyi brandished a broom, instantly transforming into a shrew and began chasing after Liu Ye.

Jiang Lai stood there, a smile creeping onto his face.

Yes, youth is wonderful.

After cleaning up the venue, it was already evening.

Class monitor Niu Qingfeng raised his arm and led the whole class back to that boiled fish restaurant.

Why do I keep going here? Because it's incredibly cost-effective.

Meat dishes cost eight or ten yuan, vegetable dishes cost three or six yuan, large portions with plenty of ingredients, and unlimited rice.

It's cheap, it improves our meals, and it fills us up—it couldn't be better.

Cases of beer were brought up, and everyone agreed to drink until they dropped. After the stressful exams, everyone needed an outlet for their emotions.

Jiang Lai downed a glass, then waved his hand to indicate that he wouldn't drink anymore. He knew he had a low alcohol tolerance and always only drank a little, not to mention he had to drive home.

His classmates didn't pressure him to drink excessively. Seeing that he really wouldn't drink, they stopped bothering him. They were still students and hadn't yet learned those nasty things about drinking.

By the end, almost everyone except Jiang Lai was swaying unsteadily.

Liu Ye, in particular, got carried away with the drinking and shouted, "I'm going to show off to everyone!" He drank ten bottles in one go and collapsed unconscious on the ground amidst cheers from the crowd.

Everyone was so frightened that they scrambled to their feet, but then the guy started snoring.

With the atmosphere reaching this point, everyone suggested calling it a day. Jiang Lai, seeing everyone looking dizzy, took the initiative to pay the bill.

After returning, Niu Qingfeng and he carried each of the boys back to their dormitories one by one.

Niu Qingfeng said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Jiang'er, you've spent so much money. I'll have everyone split the cost with you later."

As the class monitor, he naturally can't drink too much; he has to keep an eye on things.

"It's okay, I don't need this little bit. After everyone splits the bill, you can keep it and use it as class funds for our next get-together," Jiang Lai suggested, waving his hand.

"Okay." Niu Qingfeng nodded.

After helping the boys to their beds, Jiang Lai got up to say goodbye.

When Jiang Lai arrived at the dormitory building, he saw Zhang Ziyi standing under a tree. He walked over and asked, "Have all the girls gone back?"

"Yes, Hailu and I took them all back to their dorms."

Jiang Lai then asked, "Are you alright? You seemed a bit dizzy too."

Zhang Ziyi covered her mouth and chuckled secretly, "I was faking it."

Jiang Lai smiled and nodded at her.

"Okay, then I'll go home too."

"I'll see you off."

Although Jiang Lai found it strange, he nodded in agreement.

The two chatted casually as they walked out of the school gate and strolled through Dongmianhua Hutong.

"Tomorrow marks the start of your summer vacation. What are your plans for the summer?" Zhang Ziyi asked.

"Oh, I've taken on a role, and filming will start soon."

"Can I visit the set?"

"Oh, this...isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Zhang Ziyi pursed his lips.

Just then, a white petal swayed and fell in front of them.

The old locust tree in Dongmianhua Hutong has blossomed.

Zhang Ziyi turned to look at Jiang Lai, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't speak.

Jiang Lai stiffened his neck and faced forward, pretending not to notice the burning gaze.

"I'll stop here. My car is just ahead. You should go back and get some rest too."

"Okay, sure."

Zhang Ziyi stood there, watching Jiang Lai get into the car, start the engine, and drive away.

Her eyes gradually dimmed.

A gust of wind blew by, and large, delicate petals rose with the wind, then fell softly to the ground.

That petite figure, amidst the night's rain of petals, was breathtakingly beautiful and stood alone.

late at night.

Jiang Lai lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

He has always had an indifferent attitude towards relationships.

In his previous life, he had one woman after another by his side, but he never got married.

His family background meant he could never be sure whether the people who came into his life were sincere or not.

In this life, he always felt that he was a spectator, a passerby, rather than the master of this era.

Let's take a step by step.

Jiang Lai sighed and turned over to sleep.

For a while afterward, Jiang Lai stayed at home and didn't go anywhere.

He first asked his father to send the script for his final exam skit to Northeast China. Then he watched many old movies at home, moved by the plot and applauding the performances.

At other times, he would open the script of "The Dream Factory" and carefully study the role he was playing.

Jia Kezhang called to say that the movie couldn't be released and had been rejected, and apologized to Jiang Lai.

His practice of getting on the train first and then buying the ticket later ultimately backfired; despite his efforts, he couldn't obtain the necessary permits or pass the review process.

He knew in his heart that this was most likely the case, but he still clung to a sliver of hope.

Jiang Lai listened to the other person's completely hoarse voice and comforted them:

"It's okay, as long as you still want to make movies, I'll continue to invest."

Jia Kezhang couldn't hold back any longer and cried like a child on the phone.

He said he wants to go abroad next year, to Berlin, to try again.

Jiang said yes, and that I could call him anytime if I needed anything.

Jiang Lai didn't understand what a film festival was, nor was he interested in it. He only knew that if a person had a fire in their heart, they shouldn't let it go out.

On July 14, filming began for the TV series "Party A and Party B", a month ahead of schedule.

Jiang Lai had few scenes and could have joined the crew later, but he still jumped right in.

Besides seeing the film crew, he also wanted to see how those role models acted, especially the bald one.

......

"Snapped!"

The script supervisor snapped the clapperboard and quickly stepped out of the camera's view.

"Action!"

Director Feng himself called out "Action!" and then walked dejectedly into the shot, went to the table, and picked up his briefcase and a pack of cigarettes.

"The timeframe was short, and there were many difficulties, but we still managed to succeed."

He nodded as he walked, summarizing his observations.

"Firstly, it expanded our influence, and secondly, it strengthened our team. Well, the downside was insufficient adaptability and inadequate prior assessment of difficulties. The responsibility lies with me. Overall, it was a good start, and I'd like to offer a few words of advice to everyone."

He lowered his head and counted on his fingers.

"The plan is well-developed, the division of labor is clear, and the prospects are very promising."

He paused for a moment, then turned and walked away, his speech becoming faster.

"Get some rest. Don't drink or gamble. I'll call you all tomorrow morning."

Director Feng opened the door and walked out of the room.

In camera position number two, Ge You on the bed and He Bing sitting on the stool exchanged a glance, while Liu Bei raised an eyebrow while holding a water glass.

"Click! Click click click!"

Director Feng shouted and rushed back, quickly sitting behind the monitor to watch the playback.

This part is basically a monologue by him, talking about how Good Dream Company helped Patton realize his dream of becoming General Patton, and then he returned to the company to give a summary.

He stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment and said, "Okay, this one's done. Everyone, you've worked hard. Take a break."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ge Youte simply sprawled on the bed, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan. He Bing and Liu Bei also ran to the electric fan, enjoying the cool breeze.

Filming in the summer, the sweltering heat is the most torturous thing.

"Pops are here! Little Jiang is treating everyone to popsicles!"

A staff member ran in carrying a large box of popsicles and distributed them to dozens of people, drawing praise from the crowd.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang!"

"Young Master Jiang is both handsome and charismatic!"

Xiao Jiang is Jiang Lai. When he first came to the film crew, everyone thought he was just an unknown actor and didn't take him seriously.

It turned out that he was actually an investor, and their attitude changed completely. They started calling him "Little Jiang" very affectionately, and many female staff members even flirted with him.

Yes, it's autumn spinach.