Huayu: Starting with binding the front desk

Inside Qinghe Entertainment, Wang Zhe had just entered the entertainment area on the third floor when Tian Xiwei ran over with her phone in hand.

"Little brother, you're trending on social media."

"I know, is it really worth getting so worked up about trending on social media?"

Wang Zhe had already seen it on the way back.

The hashtags #WangZheBeijingFilmAcademyEntranceExam#, #WangZhePopularity#, and #FanQuality# have already appeared at the top of the trending search list.

Tian Xiwei handed her phone to him: "This photo is so beautiful. The sunset and your fans' support colors match perfectly. It's so romantic."

Wang Zhe took a look and realized that it wasn't the photo he had his assistant take with his phone, but rather one taken by someone using professional equipment after framing the shot.

He asked curiously, "Which media outlet released this? It's quite well-shot."

Tian Xiwei replied with some surprise, "The New Youth Daily even published an article praising you."

Wang Zhe, however, was not as excited as she was; instead, he dug out the blog post and read it carefully.

In addition to the group photo, there were also pictures of fans waiting quietly at the scene and making way for the candidates, as well as several pictures of Wang Junkai's preliminary test not long ago for comparison.

The caption reads: "Both are celebrity candidates taking the art exam, but the fans of these two types have two distinct styles."

There are boundaries to idol worship, and passion should be tempered with propriety. Organized support without disturbing others and providing a quiet study environment for other test-takers deserves praise for its high quality.

Wang Zhe handed the phone back to her. "I'm going to find Sister Yangyang. Let's order takeout from the same place again tonight! Oh, and order another bottle of water-soluble medicine for me too."

Tian Xi nodded slightly. "Okay, then I'll go downstairs and ask Jingyi what she wants to eat. Where's that eye roll?"

"It's in the training room downstairs. Yangyang's portion can be the same as last time."

After Wang Zhe finished speaking, he went to the office and found Yang Yangjin, who was handling the follow-up matters.

"Sister Yangyang, is it okay if I order the same dinner as last night?"

"I'm fine with anything, take a look at this first." Yang Yangjin handed the tablet to Wang Zhe, on which was the blog post he had just read on Tian Xiwei's phone.

He handed the tablet back and slowly asked, "Sister Yangyang, did you arrange this too?"

Yang Yangjin shook her head: "I don't have that kind of ability."

She thought for a moment and explained, "I guess it's because the New Youth Daily noticed you. Last time, Wang Junkai's fans besieged the exam hall, and there was a lot of negative public opinion afterwards. The higher-ups probably want to make your incident a positive example."

Wang Zhe said half-jokingly, "It's fortunate that 'Zhe Ergen' behaved well today and didn't cause any trouble, otherwise they would have made an example of us."

He then recalled his conversation in Dean Zhang's office that afternoon and explained, "I think this must have been initiated by the Beijing Film Academy. Dean Zhang even said he had prepared a surprise for me, and if I'm not mistaken, it's about this."

Yang Yangjin smiled and said, "It's a good thing that you're being praised by the authorities at this stage."

However, this means that everything you do in the future will be magnified. You need to be mindful of your words and actions in public places, and be careful with your speech and behavior, understand?

Wang Zhe nodded: "I will keep that in mind."

Yang Yangjin was well aware of the pros and cons involved, and all she could do for now was to accept this affirmation with equanimity.

"We were going to discuss projects with you after the college entrance exams, but now that this report is out, your college entrance exam results will definitely receive a lot of attention."

  

I'm not worried about your academic performance; focus on improving your general education! I heard from Mr. Xu that you're still failing math?

Wang Zhe scratched his head awkwardly: "No, it's just that I fail occasionally."

"That's still a failing grade. We don't expect you to do exceptionally well in your academic subjects, but you should at least reach the level of a normal college entrance exam candidate. Your math skills must improve."

Yang Yangjin looked at him and said solemnly, "If you fail your academic exams, I'm afraid someone will use that against you, understand?"

"After the college entrance exams, I worked hard to catch up on my academic subjects, and my scores were pretty good, except for math, which was a disaster." Wang Zhe nodded in agreement, not forgetting to make a point.

……

On February 21, the Beijing Film Academy announced the list of those who passed the second round of auditions. As expected, Wang Zhe and the other two passed, and the third round of auditions were also scheduled for the same day.

The third round of auditions at the Beijing Film Academy differs from those at the Central Academy of Drama. The Beijing Film Academy places more emphasis on camera presence and relaxed, natural acting, rather than pursuing exaggerated theatrical tension.

On the 23rd, although Yangyang Jin didn't make any special arrangements this time, many of Wang Zhe's fans still came to the event.

He simply waved to his fans and entered the Beijing Film Academy campus, where he would be taking the exam all day.

In the morning, we had physical training, vocal performance, and dialogue practice, all of which were individual exams, and the three of us were not grouped together.

During a short lunch break, Wang Zhe found the two women in the rest area.

Zhang Jingyi sat quietly, looking depressed.

Wang Churan was talking to her beside her, trying hard not to laugh out loud.

Wang Zhe sat down next to the two of them and asked curiously, "What's wrong? What's with those expressions on your faces?"

Zhang Jingyi didn't speak, but glanced at Wang Cheran, whose shoulders were shaking from trying to suppress her laughter, and gestured for her to speak.

Wang Cheran was about to speak when she remembered Zhang Jingyi's singing during the vocal exam. Holding Wang Zhe's shoulder, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"I can't take it anymore, let me laugh for a bit first."

Wang Zhe looked at Zhang Jingyi with a puzzled expression: "Has she lost her mind?"

Zhang Jingyi nodded in agreement, but seeing that Wang Churan still wouldn't stop, she had no choice but to explain herself.

It turns out that the two of them had just taken the same vocal exam, and Zhang Jingyi sang "Suspicion" during the song segment.

"Wang Zhe, is my singing really that bad?" Zhang Jingyi looked at Wang Zhe pitifully.

Before he could speak, Wang Cherished wiping away tears of laughter and blurted out, "Zhang Jingyi, I really didn't expect you to be tone-deaf."

Wang Zhe understood what had happened. He remembered Zhang Jingyi's singing and comforted her, "It's okay. Vocal exams mainly test your sense of rhythm. It doesn't matter if you sing off-key."

"Hahaha, is that off-key? That's completely out of tune." Wang Cheran burst into laughter again.

Zhang Jingyi pouted and looked at Wang Zhe pitifully.

Wang Zhe gently nudged Wang Cheran, "That's going too far. Is it really that funny?"

However, in his view, this was not a bad thing. At least the two of them had successfully broken the ice and were no longer at a point where neither of them paid much attention to the other.

He didn't continue, but changed the subject, asking, "Which performance are you two assigned to this afternoon?"

Zhang Jingyi stopped worrying about singing, knowing that she wasn't a good singer.

"We're both in our third match, what about you?"

"It's also the third match."

"Great! Then we can take the exam together. That way, we'll have better teamwork when we do the group skit."

Wang Churan happily put her arm around Zhang Jingyi's shoulder and said sincerely, "I didn't mean to laugh at you just now, I just couldn't help it."

Zhang Jingyi shook her head: "It's okay, I know I'm not a good singer."

"It's okay, Wang Zhe will teach you from now on... uh, let him find you a professional teacher."

Wang Cheran almost blurted out a secret that would give the two of them a chance to be alone, but luckily she was quick-witted and immediately changed her mind.

Zhang Jingyi pretended to be a little naive and said, "There's no need to find a teacher, Wang Zhe can teach me."

"No, Wang Zhe doesn't have time..."

After Wang finished speaking, he glared fiercely at Wang Zhe: "Little brother, do you even have time?"

Wang Zhe said helplessly, "Actually, you can always find the time if you squeeze it in."

Time, like his ex-girlfriend who was a "nightingale" in the Chinese entertainment industry, can always be squeezed out.

Thinking of this, he wondered when he would be able to meet her in this life, as she was much more clingy than Wang Churan.

In the afternoon, at the performance examination venue.

In the impromptu skit with a two-person theme, Wang Zhe was not assigned to the same group as the two contestants. His partner was a random candidate who, perhaps because he was on stage with Wang Zhe, made frequent mistakes and was completely unable to keep up with Wang Zhe's performance.

Fortunately, Wang Zhe was not affected and instead cleverly resolved the opponent's mistake.

Dean Zhang and Wang Jinsong, who were sitting in the proctoring seats, both nodded, satisfied with Wang Zhe's on-the-spot response.

Zhang Jingyi and Wang Cheran were assigned to the same group, with the topic being "best friends arguing," which perfectly reflected their current situation.

They were completely immersed in the exam, and the proctor nodded in satisfaction. Among this year's candidates, the two girls performed the best.

Wang Zhe, who was waiting in the wings, watched the two perform and felt that they didn't seem to be acting at all; they were probably just making a show of things.

After it was over, he saw that Zhang Jingyi was still clenching her little fists, and Wang Churan was no better off, gritting her teeth and rolling her eyes at Zhang Jingyi's forehead.

In the additional group skit segment, the three were specially assigned to the same group.

When Wang Zhe received the question, he was stunned for a moment.

He glanced at Wang Jinsong, who was looking at him with a half-smile.

Wang Zhe now strongly suspects that he did it on purpose, realizing that he had a close relationship with the two of them, and arranged this kind of question.