Pirates began to dominate the Chinese entertainment industry.

[Princess: This is the best song I've heard this year, I'd like to share it with you all.]

[Gao Yuanyuan: I've discovered a treasure.]

This was Gao Yuanyuan's first time logging into her account in over a month. After forwarding the message, she continued searching for information about Ji Yun.

But as she continued the investigation, her complexion worsened.

"What's wrong?" The princess turned her head and glanced at her.

"He's going to be expelled from the Shanghai Theatre Academy." Gao Yuanyuan frowned.

"What?" the princess exclaimed in surprise. "This kind of talent can be fired?"

"He offended a big director, and the director is putting pressure on Shanghai Theatre Academy." Gao Yuanyuan pursed her lips and stared blankly at the withered street scene outside the window.

She could imagine Ji Yun's current situation. If he were really expelled from the Shanghai Theatre Academy, he would become a laughing stock in Shanghai and even the entire entertainment circle.

She thought for a long time, then suddenly looked at the princess and said, "Princess, could you do me a favor?"

"On Sister Bao's body."

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Ten minutes ago.

Ji Yun and Manager Liao had just finished lunch and were heading to the headquarters of the Shanghai Bank.

After talking with Manager Liao, he had already decided not to buy the market index, since that kind of thing only has a leverage of a few times, and the returns in a month are really limited.

He planned to buy put options on the soon-to-be-wilted US mortgage giants. This kind of thing has unlimited leverage, and he clearly remembered that the stock prices of these two US mortgage giants eventually dropped to near zero, making it an investment project with extremely low cost but the highest potential return.

Ji Yun was in high spirits and ready to set off.

As soon as he left the restaurant, he received a call from his counselor, the first time the counselor had called him in the past two weeks.

"Ji Yun, it's the end of the semester. Come to the school to complete the application procedures."

Ji Yun, recalling the school's threat to expel him, laughed angrily: "Apply? You can expel me if you want, but why should I apply?"

Don't think that dropping out of school sounds better than being expelled. Once he signs and puts his fingerprint on it, it's equivalent to admitting his "mistake." Even if the school generously agrees, it will become a stain that he can never wash away for the rest of his life.

Although he didn't attend classes this semester, it was because of a major family crisis, and he had already requested a long leave from the school.

These people know the truth, yet they still refuse to face the online rage, trying to quell the raging public opinion by sacrificing Ji Yun and making him bear all the blame.

"If you take the initiative to back down, it will save face for everyone. But since you've chosen not to attend, I'll handle it on your behalf."

Ji Yun's face was cold, but she suddenly smiled: "No, I'm coming over now, and I'll handle it myself."

Ji Yun hung up the phone, first told Manager Liao that she would be there later, and then got into her car alone.

Open your phone to check the latest news.

As expected, the matter of Ji Yun "skipping class" at the Shanghai Theatre Academy has once again become headline news:

"A domineering student has been skipping classes for years, wasting educational resources. Netizens are outraged and demand that the school take serious action."

Below are all uniform phrases like "seriously dealt with," and the accounts are filled with a bunch of nonsensical, non-mainstream text.

The online trolls these days are so sloppy in their work.

Ji Yun called Cai Yinong to inquire about the forces behind this news.

Cai Yinong put down her phone and asked her secretary to inquire for a while. After a moment, she said:

"Orange Sky hired a local Shanghai-based online marketing company to do this, probably to curry favor with that big-name director."

Why don't you stay quiet for a while? The current online environment is really bad for you.

"Everyone is taking advantage of me, and it's hard for me not to fight back," Ji Yun said. "I'll go to school to deal with things first."

"...Who let you in?" Cai Yinong suddenly asked another person, then whispered to Ji Yun, "I'll hang up now."

The call ended quickly.

Ji Yun stared at her phone for a moment, then dialed another number.

……

"Sisi, I'd like you to help me get the contact information for a professor in the directing department at the Beijing Film Academy."

"Don't worry, it's alright. Since the Shanghai Theatre Academy can't handle it, I'll just find someone who can. How can a Hong Kong director possibly cause trouble for the Beijing Film Academy's directing department?"

"Well, I'm planning to transfer schools, or take another exam. Anyway, the art exams haven't started yet. If they won't keep me here, I'll go to a better one."

"Beijing Film Academy is still the best. You barely attended any classes for four years, but you still graduated, didn't you?"

"Don't be angry, I didn't mean to laugh at you, hahaha..."

"Okay, I'll wait for your message."

Ji Yun smiled, hung up the phone, started the car, and drove off.

He's just a perennial third-place finisher, yet he's really getting ahead of himself. After working as an assistant director for over a decade, his biggest dream is still to go to the directing department at Beijing Film Academy, where he has real connections and influence!

If we say that as actors, Beijing Film Academy and Central Academy of Drama each have their own strengths and weaknesses, then in terms of directing, Beijing Film Academy is far ahead.

The car drove out of Lujiazui and headed towards the Shanghai Theatre Academy in the JA district.

After driving for about twenty minutes, we finally drove into the parking lot next to the administration building of the Shanghai Theatre Academy.

He went upstairs to the office of the Performing Arts Department.

The office door was wide open, and two men were sitting inside. One was a man in his thirties who was Ji Yun's counselor, and the other was a middle-aged man with a large belly wearing an XX jacket, who should be the director of the academic affairs office who had called him half a month ago. He remembered that his surname was Zhen.

"Counselor, let's get the paperwork done. I'm in a hurry," Ji Yun said casually.

"You dare to mess with just anyone!" the counselor said irritably.

The dean of academic affairs also looked over, his expression cold, and said, "You're Ji Yun? You have the nerve to come back. Do you know that Director Wu and General Manager Wu of Orange Sky have both called me, telling me to check the online public opinion and to take serious action against you!"

"How serious?" Ji Yun asked.

"Sign the papers, and you'll be even with our school from now on."

Ji Yun took a look and, sure enough, it was still the application for voluntary withdrawal from school; they still wanted him to take the blame.

"That's not right. Why does it say on the document that I voluntarily dropped out of school due to unexcused absences? I clearly submitted a long-term leave slip, and it has your signature on it." Ji Yun glanced at him sideways.

Director Zhen casually picked up the long teacup, took a sip, and spat out the tea leaves. "Never heard of it. You must be mistaken."

Ji Yun sneered a few times, quite adept at the act of bullying the weak.

……

The lobby of the Shanghai Theatre Academy's administration building.

Gao Yuanyuan pulled the princess in and glanced at the office layout map in the hall.

Go straight to the top floor.

"Slow down, slow down, he can't escape!" The princess was being pulled so hard she could barely stand.

"You're so slow and indecisive," Gao Yuanyuan complained.

The princess was a little confused; this was the first time this girl from the capital had been called slow and indecisive!

He instinctively wanted to retort, but looking at the indignant Gao Yuanyuan in front of him, he swallowed his words. This was better than wallowing in heartbreak all day.

She straightened her clothes and led Gao Yuanyuan straight to the vice principal's office on the 7th floor.

"Hello, Principal Lei, I'm sorry to bother you." Princess Wang shook hands with the vice principal of the Shanghai Theatre Academy after entering the room.

"Miss Wang, is there something urgent that you contacted me in such a hurry?" Vice Principal Lei frowned and stared at him, his square face revealing a serious expression.

"I discovered that your school has a rare musical talent, and I would like to invite him to transfer to the Central Conservatory of Music. That's why I asked someone to ask Principal Lei for help," Princess said with a polite smile and a deep voice.

Gao Yuanyuan nodded in agreement and stood by her side.