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Braised pork belly with glass noodles, braised chicken with mushrooms, braised tofu with fish, spicy blood curd...

Four bowls of delicious-looking stew were placed in front of him. In the past, upon seeing such a sumptuous meal, Li Naiwen would definitely have been the first to pick up his chopsticks.

These four dishes, when eaten with rice, are incredibly delicious.

But today, he had a long face.

"Bro, how about we talk this over again? Yuanyuan is a stunning beauty. Why are you leaving her out and insisting I play a girl? Isn't that disgusting to the fans watching on TV?"

I didn't eat breakfast.

Jiangnan was already quite hungry.

The moment the four dishes were served, he said "Let's eat!" and immediately started working on the chicken stew with mushrooms.

In the 90s, farmed broiler chickens weren't widely available, and wild mushrooms were still a thing of the past. Stewing these two together...

Absolutely delicious!

While munching on chicken, Jiang Nan overheard Li Naiwen's complaints. Jiang Nan didn't explain, "What we want is to be unique, to make sure that fans who see this music video remember us forever."

Jiangnan simply raised one finger.

"What do you mean?"

  

Zhu Yuanyuan, who had already accepted Jiangnan's suggestion and was preparing to play a male role in the music video, asked curiously.

"Add 10 yuan!" Jiangnan said.

"Isn't this about money?" Li Naiwen felt insulted.

"Add 20!" Jiangnan held up another finger.

"Fourth brother, if you keep doing this, I'll lose my temper." Li Naiwen, filled with righteous indignation, showed signs of exploding.

"Add 25, that's the most I can do."

If you don't want to cross-dress as a girl, I'll talk to our dorm leader.

After gnawing on a chicken leg and finding it quite delicious, Jiangnan was about to try the braised pork with vermicelli of this era. But before he could even reach for his chopsticks, his right hand was grabbed tightly by Li Naiwen.

"Fourth brother, it's settled then, 525 yuan, I'll cross-dress as a girl."

"Hahaha…"

Wang Jinpeng, Zhu Yuanyuan, Tang Xu, and Liu Mintao, who were eating at the same table, burst into laughter upon seeing this.

"Naiwen, didn't you say that giving you extra money would be an insult?"

"wipe…"

Li Naiwen swore.

"Wang Jinpeng, if you can give me two months' worth of food money, I'll let you insult me ​​as you please."

puff…

Li Naiwen's outrageous words startled Wang Jinpeng, who immediately spat out the rice he was eating.

Luckily, Tang Xu, who was sitting opposite, dodged quickly, otherwise... otherwise he would have sprayed his face with venom.

...

After lunch, the Central Academy of Drama campus became lively.

A man who is 1.79 meters tall, wearing a floral shirt, tight jeans, and a wig with two braids, is the center of attention wherever he goes.

Of course, onlookers only dared to follow behind him; if they accidentally caught a glimpse of his "pretty face," they would probably vomit up their lunch immediately.

Li Naiwen, with his stubble, was wearing lipstick, drawing his eyebrows, applying powder, and had a blush on each side of his face.

According to Liu Mintao, who did Li Naiwen's makeup, 15 girls in the class were originally watching the fun in the girls' dormitory 302. However, before the makeup was even half done, only she and Zhu Yuanyuan were left to stay at their posts.

This is why Zhu Yuanyuan had to wear makeup to cross-dress as a boy; otherwise, she would have to run away.

Everyone approached the preparation of this music video with the mindset of playing a game, but Jiangnan took it very seriously. During his lunch break, he kept dragging Zhu Yuanyuan, Tang Xu, and Li Naiwen around the campus to practice their movements.

When to hand in love, when to walk hand in hand, when to secretly grieve while watching a loving couple leave hand in hand...

The photographer hired by the Red Star Production Company hadn't arrived yet, so Jiangnan had Wang Jinpeng, the eldest in his dormitory, hold a square photo frame to use as a camera lens.

At 2 p.m., while everyone was busy in the classroom, the homeroom teacher, Gao Jingwen, came in from outside. Standing at the door, he first looked at Li Naiwen, Tang Xu, and Zhu Yuanyuan, who were performing, and then glanced at Wang Jinpeng, who was pretending to be a photographer. Only then did he smile and wave to Jiang Nan.

"Jiangnan, can you come out for a moment?"

"OK!"

Jiangnan nodded in agreement, signaling everyone to continue, and then ran out of the classroom alone.

This afternoon, the first two periods were self-study periods, during which everyone was asked to cooperate with the filming of the music video. This can also be considered a form of class, and it was already arranged with Teacher Gao.

But why did he suddenly contact me?

Could it be that the results of my leave of absence to film in Hong Kong have come out?

Thinking this, Jiangnan ran to the stairwell and stood in front of Gao Jingwen.

"Professor Gao, you wanted to see me?"

"Um?"

Looking at Jiangnan, Gao Jingwen took a cigarette from his pack, lit it, took a deep drag, and then said:

"Just now, our school replied to Xu Ke Film Studio about your leave request."

Regarding your request to take leave to film in Hong Kong, our school, in principle, does not approve. From the school leaders to myself, we all feel that you must solidify your basic skills before going abroad.

Jiangnan remained silent.

He knew there would definitely be a "but," otherwise, Teacher Gao wouldn't have singled him out for a private chat.

Sure enough, just as Jiang Nan thought of this, Gao Jingwen continued, "After discussions between myself and the two department heads, they decided that, considering the sincerity of Xu Ke Film Studio, we should make an exception for you."

However, there are prerequisites!

You have to submit your final project in advance. The people who will review your project include not only Director Liang, Director Wang and me, but also the class advisors of the 90, 91 and 92 academic classes and our dean.

If three or more people among us think your final project is unsatisfactory, you will have to stay in school to continue your studies.

hiss…

Upon hearing the requirements of the Central Academy of Drama, even Jiang Nan, who had lived two lifetimes, couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Whether it's the Central Academy of Drama, the Beijing Film Academy, or the Shanghai Theatre Academy, the teachers who review students' final projects are usually the class teacher and the teachers of each subject.

Only when the graduation ceremony is about to take place will the dean, department head, and class advisor jointly oversee the process.

And now…

Jiangnan was just taking a leave of absence to film a movie, but the Central Academy of Drama raised the difficulty level to hell.

"Teacher Gao... I don't mean anything by it, I just wanted to ask if the music video that the Red Star Production Society invited to film during lunch break and self-study period today can be considered my final project?"

Jiangnan wanted to take a shortcut...

"You're talking about a final project, but there's no specified format. Is it a skit or a film/TV show?"

"No!"

Before the words were even out of his mouth, Gao Jingwen immediately rejected them.

It has to be a skit!

Furthermore, your final project must have depth, emotional impact, and fully demonstrate your delivery of lines, physical expression, and overall performance skills.

At this point, Gao Jingwen took a breath and said:

Go!

However, you should think carefully about your work. Today is October 4th, and there are still 11 days until you leave for Hong Kong to film.

During these 11 days, as long as your final project is ready, you can come to me anytime.

Okay, Professor Gao…

Just as Jiang Nan was about to agree, several people came up from the stairwell. Some were carrying cameras, some were carrying lighting equipment, and some were holding microphone poles.

The leader, upon seeing Gao Jingwen, immediately ran over and bowed in greeting.

"Hello, Professor Gao. I am Zhang Yibai, a student from the Class of '86, majoring in Dramatic Literature. I used to often come here to audit your acting classes when I was in school."

Today, I'm here at the request of Red Star Production Company to film a music video for a junior colleague named Jiangnan.

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It's getting late!

At 9:30 p.m., Wang Fei, who had come from Baihua Recording Studio, hurriedly arrived at the entrance of the Central Academy of Drama.

Before going to Hong Kong, having already tasted the sweetness, she had already decided that she would make a passionate and intimate relationship with Jiangnan in the hotel no matter what.

But plans can't keep up with changes!

Upon arriving in Hong Kong, she unexpectedly found herself at a mahjong game, and without a second thought, she sat down at the mahjong table.

Now that we're back on the mainland, it's time for Jiangnan to pay its debts.

Just as the slightly mischievous Wang Fei was thinking of this, she overheard people whispering about her boyfriend at the Muslim barbecue stall.

"Hey, have you heard?"

The school isn't planning to send Jiangnan to Hong Kong to play Wong Fei-hung anymore?

"Of course I've heard!"

"Tsk tsk tsk... This is too difficult."

"According to our class teacher, this will become a rule in our school: freshmen and sophomores who want to take leave to go out for filming must submit their final assignments in advance."

From the dean to the department head to the class advisor, there was a rigorous selection process, and students from all four years of the performing arts department were required to watch the performance in a black box theater.

"Tsk tsk tsk... this is really not an ordinary difficulty."

However, on another note, how exactly did Jiang Nan get the role of Wong Fei-hung?

"I've heard about it, I've heard about it!"

It's said that Jiangnan was kept by a wealthy Hong Kong woman, who then invested in Xu Ke, enabling him to play Wong Fei-hung.

Hearing these people's comments, Wang Fei was furious and turned around, wanting to rush up and confront them.

"Bullshit! Do you know what an audition is? Do you know what commercial value is? Do you know that Tsui Hark has been looking for Jet Li's successor?"

If you don't know, then shut the hell up!

At that moment, Wang Fei felt someone take her hand.

"Afei, what would you like to eat? It's on me."