Huayu: Starting with binding the front desk

Wang Zhe bid farewell to Yao Xiaotang, walked out of the Central Academy of Drama campus, signed autographs for a few fans present, did not accept media interviews, and got directly into the Alphard parked on the side of the road.

Inside the car, Wang Cheran and Yang Yangjin were already waiting for him.

Wang Keran complained softly as he got into the car, "So slow? I'm starving."

Wang Zhe ignored her and looked at Yang Yangjin, saying, "Sister Yangyang, the Central Academy of Drama did contact me, just as you thought. I can act in my first and second years of university, and the school will arrange it, but I have to stay on campus for at least two-thirds of each semester. The conditions they offered are similar to those at the Beijing Film Academy, or even more tempting."

Yang Yangjin nodded: "Then are you considering going to the Central Academy of Drama?"

Wang Zhe shook his head: "Beijing Film Academy is still the best choice. The Central Academy of Drama has too many requirements. Beijing Film Academy has flexible classes, and you only need to pass the exams. But I didn't refuse outright. I told them I'd make a decision after the college entrance exam."

As for joining an association or something in the future, it's too early for me right now, and it's not impossible for the Beijing Film Academy to help me with that.

Wang, standing to the side, said indignantly, "What does the Central Academy of Drama mean? Why didn't they contact me?"

"What do I need you for? To be squatting at the school gate and refusing to leave, acting like a scoundrel?" Wang Zhe retorted directly.

Wang Churan was displeased: "I haven't even mentioned you yet, and you've already brought me up."

"What did you say about me?"

She turned to Yangyang Jin and complained, "Yangyang, he was flirting with a girl from the Central Academy of Drama the whole time. He doesn't seem to care about being a popular celebrity at all."

"Wang Cheran, be careful or I'll sue you for defamation! Her name is Yao Xiaotang, and she just wanted to show me the way to the admissions director," Wang Zhe immediately retorted.

"Fine, you know my name now, and you're still trying to deny it. You called me 'sister' to my face, and now you're calling me by my name?" Wang said, reaching out to strangle him.

Wang Zhe didn't tolerate her, and the two started arguing again in the car.

Yang Yangjin watched this scene, shook his head with a wry smile.

What kind of artists does she manage?

But then I thought, they're still just kids.

No matter how mature Wang Zhe may seem, he is still just a seventeen-year-old boy at heart.

Back at Qinghe Entertainment, Zhang Jingyi had already returned from the Beijing Film Academy after finishing her second round of exams.

Wang Zhe and Wang Churan's second-round interview at Beijing Film Academy is tomorrow.

Tian Xiwei nestled on the sofa reading the script. She had already passed her audition for "A Love So Beautiful," the very same drama that made Shen Yue and Hu Yitian famous in her previous life.

  

In her previous life, this role was secured by Yangyang Jinbang for Shen Yue. Now that she has joined Qinghe, the resources have naturally fallen into Tian Xiwei's hands.

The production team originally wanted Wang Zhe to play the male lead, but he declined and only agreed to do the OST.

Although the filming of this drama will not affect his participation in the college entrance examination, Wang Zhe still wants to work hard to catch up on his academic studies.

He didn't actually have any worries about failing to meet the minimum score requirement in his academic subjects.

She has a solid foundation in English, having studied abroad in Europe in her previous life. Her Chinese and humanities scores are also among the best for art students. However, her math is really weak, and she often fails mock exams.

There's nothing we can do about it. In his previous life, Wang Zhe received a Western education. Everyone knows how bad foreigners are at math; university math is about the same as junior high school math in China.

Given that he was studying bel canto at the time, his academic performance was predictably poor.

Reborn, he was at the bottom of his class in junior high. It was only in high school that he managed to improve his academic grades by relying on his memories from his previous life. However, his math was still a problem; he could hardly understand the formulas.

Xu Ying was very troubled by this matter, completely unaware that it was actually the result of her sins in her previous life.

Wang Zhe looked at Zhang Jingyi: "How do you feel about your performance?"

Zhang Jingyi nodded: "I did very well this time. I even saw Teacher Zhao. He smiled and nodded at me and said that my lines have improved a lot."

Seeing Zhang Jingyi leaning towards Wang Zhe, Wang Churan grabbed Wang Zhe's arm and said, "Alright, alright, what are we going to eat later? I'm starving. I only had bread for breakfast."

"How about hot pot?" Tian Xiwei suggested.

Wang rolled his eyes at her: "Tian Dabing, what do you mean? Wang Zhe and I have an exam tomorrow, what are you up to?"

"You roll your eyes, I was just suggesting it, I didn't say we had to eat it," Tian Xiwei retorted immediately.

"Then let's have a hot pot with two broths." It wasn't that Wang Zhe was afraid the spiciness would affect his voice, but rather that a certain little black guy, despite being from Hunan, couldn't eat spicy food.

Yang Yangjin spoke up at the right moment to interrupt the two's continued battle, as she had already booked a restaurant.

"Okay, I've already booked the restaurant."

If we let them keep arguing, they won't even get to eat dinner.

The following afternoon, at the Beijing Film Academy entrance exam site.

Wang Zhe sat inside the Alphard van, gazing at the orange-red ocean outside the window, and fell silent.

Some people wore orange-red coats, some wore orange-red scarves, and some wore orange-red hats. All sorts of orange-red decorations came together, like a sunset spread on the ground.

Orange-red is Wang Zhe's support color; without a doubt, all the people outside are his fans.

Wang Zhe turned to look at Yang Yangjin, somewhat helplessly: "Sister Yangyang, did you arrange this?"

"I didn't do it; it was all spontaneously organized by the fans," Yang Yangjin explained with a smile.

Wang swallowed hard and shrank back into his seat: "Little brother, you get off first. My show is later than yours. I'll get off after you leave."

When no one is around, she would love to cling to Wang Zhe, but in this situation, she dared not get too close.

Wang Cheran is no longer the naive 16-year-old girl who dared to post anything in her fan group.

"What, you're afraid too?" Wang Zhe joked.

Wang shook his head in alarm and said seriously, "I'm not calling this fear, I'm calling it a tactical retreat, do you understand?"

Wang Zhe, too lazy to watch her antics, asked Yang Yangjin, "Won't this cause trouble for the school?"

"Don't worry, we've communicated with the school beforehand. You can see there are people maintaining order outside. Besides, we've also spoken to them in the fan group. You can trust the quality of 'Dzergen'."

After saying that, Yang Yangjin opened the car door and said, "Alright, it's time to go in."

Wang Zhe had no choice but to get off the bus.

As soon as the car door opened, Wang Churan shrank back into the seat, wishing she could curl herself into a ball.

"Little one"

"Xiao Zhe"

"younger brother"……

Shouts and cries erupted instantly.

Wang Zhe took a deep breath and shouted, "Don't disturb the students taking the exam inside!"

Fortunately, I had a foundation from my previous life studying bel canto, so my voice was loud enough even without a microphone, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to suppress this wave of sound.

The "Dzergen" students were indeed well-behaved; upon hearing this, they stopped shouting and simply cheered quietly. They did not crowd or block the area, but remained quietly in the designated area of ​​the school.

However, the media outlets were not so disciplined and swarmed around Wang Zhe.

Fortunately, the Beijing Film Academy had experienced the Wang Junkai preliminary audition incident, so this time they received advance notice and security was significantly strengthened.

Some "Dzergen" members also began to spontaneously keep the media away, and Wang Zhecai entered the campus escorted by two assistants.

He didn't turn around the whole time, but he knew in his heart that all of this was arranged in advance by Yang Yangjin, and even an assistant had been assigned to him beforehand.

It's obvious she's trying to tell certain people that the artists she manages aren't pushovers.

Wang Zhe didn't seem to care about the recent mockery from "Crab Sister" (Wang Junkai's fans).

Wang Junkai said he was unaware of this and it was all arranged by the company.

But the truth doesn't matter; whether he knew it or not, the event has already happened.

Inside the Alphard, Wang Churan watched as Wang Zhe entered the Beijing Film Academy campus and said to Yang Yangjin, "Yang Yang, drive a little further before I get out."

"What, are you really scared?"

"No, that's not it. If I get off the bus now, those who know me will say I'm an artist from the same company, and those who don't will write all sorts of things in the media." She pouted, unusually serious.

Yang Yangjin nodded.

She originally planned to tell the girls these things after the college entrance exams were over, advising them not to be too intimate with Wang Zhe in public.

I never expected that Wang Churan would think of this on her own.

……

As soon as Wang Zhe finished his second-round exam and stepped out of the examination room, someone called out to him from behind.

"Wang Zhe, I heard the Central Academy of Drama contacted you?"

The person who came was Wang Jinsong, the head of the Performance Department of the Beijing Film Academy, and one of the chief examiners for this year's entrance examination.

Wang Zhe turned around and politely replied, "Hello, Professor Wang. Director Chen from the Central Academy of Drama did indeed have a chat with me yesterday."

This was his first time interacting closely with this professor from the Beijing Film Academy, who was known as a "drama fanatic." He wondered if the professor would use a rubber band to break his own window.

"Hehe, Old Chen's reaction is pretty quick."

Wang Jinsong chuckled twice, as if he were talking to Wang Zhe, or perhaps to himself.

He stopped smiling and looked at Wang Zhe, saying, "The conditions the Central Academy of Drama offered you, the Beijing Film Academy can offer the same. You know what I mean?"

Wang Zhe nodded: "I understand, Director Wang, don't worry."

Wang Jinsong reached out and patted his shoulder: "Alright, you can go back now. I still have to continue proctoring the exam."

Just as Wang Zhe was about to turn around, he was stopped again.

He slapped his forehead. "I almost forgot, Old Zhang wants you to go to his office. Do you know the way? Should I ask a student to show you?"

Wang Zhe knew that the "Old Zhang" Wang Jinsong mentioned was the current Dean Zhang of the Performance Academy at Beijing Film Academy.

"No need, I know where the dean's office is."

He knew in his heart that Dean Zhang was probably here to make empty promises again—but he could actually get his hands on those promises.

The reason why Beijing Film Academy and Central Academy of Drama are so eager to recruit Wang Zhe is partly because his academic performance is indeed outstanding.

Although his top score in the Hunan provincial unified examination did not cause a media sensation, his on-site examination video had already circulated widely among the senior management of major art colleges.

This talented and popular young idol has attracted the attention of many art colleges, who are eager to recruit him and cultivate him into the face of their institutions.

However, Wang Zhe only applied to two schools for the college entrance exams: Beijing Film Academy and Central Academy of Drama.

These two institutions have been vying for the title of the top art school in the country for countless years, and naturally neither is willing to let go of a promising talent who can serve as their flagship institution.