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"Bang bang bang..."

At 6 p.m., Jiang Nan returned to the Central Academy of Drama.

Even after getting off the bus at the entrance, you can still hear the sound of someone hitting a basketball backboard. You don't even need to think to know that it's Li Yapeng practicing.

This guy isn't a bad person at heart!

However, he does have a flaw in his personality; in a word, he's "stubborn." As the people from his hometown in Jiangnan would say, he's a stubborn bastard.

"Once I've set my mind on something, I'll see it through, even if I end up getting hurt."

For example, when it comes to doing business, many friends in the industry say, "You're just not cut out for business." But Li Yapeng keeps trying despite repeated failures, even at the cost of her marriage with Wang Fei.

Thinking of this, Jiangnan shook his head and stepped into the dormitory building.

Dormitory 201 is empty.

It's likely that among the group of students watching Li Yapeng practice basketball downstairs, there were Li Naiwen, Tang Xu, and Wang Jinpeng; otherwise, these three lazy guys wouldn't have stayed in their dorm rooms.

Jiang Nan took out his key, opened the wardrobe, put the singer's contract inside, put in 1 yuan in cash, and kept 1000 yuan in his wallet as a reserve.

And the pager... well, forget about the pager, I'll just keep it on me.

Going back to the early 90s from the smartphone era had one major drawback: the communication tools were incredibly outdated, and you had to overcome five or six hurdles just to contact your friends.

Finding a landline, dialing the paging service, the paging service notifying the other party, the other party finding the landline, and then calling back... If any one of these steps goes wrong, it could drive the person waiting for the call crazy.

Of course, some people say that there were already portable mobile phones like the Motorola MicroTAC 9900X in 93, which were small, flip-phone-like phones.

First, this phone sells for 2.3 RMB in China; second, regardless of whether you use the phone or not, registering incurs a monthly fee of 150 RMB; third, cell phone signal is not available anytime, anywhere…

"Fourth brother..."

"Fourth brother, you actually have a pager? I didn't believe it when Tang Xu and Li Naiwen told me."

Just as Jiang Nan locked the wardrobe, Wang Jinpeng pushed the door open and walked in.

"My sister works at Beijing TV station. This pager was a gift from a client. She had one, so she gave it to me."

There was nothing to show off about this thing, so Jiangnan casually tossed it to Wang Jinpeng to play with.

"Boss, you can write down my pager number. Your family can contact you if they need anything, or you can use this number to contact film crews for auditions."

  

"Hehe... okay!"

They were all poor students who had never seen such a high-end gadget before. Wang Jinpeng was quite fond of the pager as soon as he received it and even slung it around his waist to show it off.

"Boss, where are Li Naiwen and Tang Xu?"

"Oh... I almost forgot!"

Wang Jinpeng, who was admiring himself in the mirror with a pager slung over his waist, suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Teacher Gao asked me to inform everyone that we need to meet in classroom 93 on the second floor at 7 pm to arrange seating and elect class representatives for each subject. Classes will officially start tomorrow."

.........

The main teaching building of the Central Academy of Drama is rather simple, just a four-story red brick building covered with ivy.

On the first floor, there are several rehearsal rooms. Table 93 is always rehearsed in the westernmost room, which has a large open space, a full-length mirror, and wooden floors. It is used for rehearsing skits, excerpts from "Thunderstorm" and "The Misanthrope", and graduation plays all night long.

In his previous life, before he dropped out of the Central Academy of Drama, Jiang Nan, Li Naiwen, Tang Xu, Zhu Yuanyuan, and Liu Mintao would rehearse together here all night.

Opposite the rehearsal room is a dedicated classroom for dialogue, which also serves as a separate small practice room. Vocal lessons and dialogue lessons for the Class of '93 were all conducted in this classroom.

Next to the dialogue classroom is Jiangnan's favorite dance studio. Whenever they have a dance class, both girls and boys wear tight-fitting workout clothes.

Wearing these practice clothes immediately reveals the girls' beautiful figures, like Liu Mintao, the physical education representative of Class 93... She attracted the attention of many older boys at the time.

For example, Wang Xuebing from the class of '90 often used the excuse of watching her juniors practice to come over and feast her eyes.

The second floor houses the classrooms for academic subjects for all grades, including dialogue theory, acting theory, literature, and political education.

The classrooms are equipped with the same facilities as those in a regular university, including desks, blackboards, and long benches.

With these memories in mind, Jiangnan, who had just finished dinner in the cafeteria, arrived at the door of classroom 93. Before she could even go in, she was stopped by someone.

"Jiangnan..."

"Hello, Professor Gao!"

Upon hearing the shout, Jiangnan turned around and saw a refined-looking middle-aged man. He immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Jiangnan, have you signed your singer contract?" The person coming from the other side of the stairs was Gao Jingwen, the homeroom teacher of Class 93.

At 3 p.m., he received a message on his Chinese pager.

[Mr. Gao, I'm thinking of signing with Red Star Production Company to release a music album, and I'd like to ask for your opinion?]

Unfortunately, Gao Jingwen was taking a nap at the time and didn't see the message.

"Teacher Gao, I've already signed!"

However, there is a supplementary clause in the contract that if the plan to release two music albums cannot be completed within two years, the timeframe can be extended.

Therefore, I will prioritize my school studies while also pursuing my singing career.

In his past life, Jiangnan wanted to pursue music, so he dropped out of college in the second semester of his freshman year and reapplied to the Central Conservatory of Music. In this life, Jiangnan doesn't plan to do that anymore.

He quietly stayed at the Central Academy of Drama to study acting.

"Well... since you've already signed, it doesn't matter, as long as you practice and record songs without interfering with your regular school classes."

At this point, Gao Jingwen paused and said, "According to our school's regulations, if you go out to become an actor, no matter which director's crew you sign a contract with, our school must be involved."

"Okay, Teacher Gao, I've got it!"

Even when facing his deceased friend Zhu Yuanyuan, Jiangnan did not shed a tear after being reborn.

But when he saw Gao Jingwen, he still felt an urge to cry.

In his previous life, when Jiangnan wanted to drop out of school, it was this teacher who talked to him repeatedly, encouraging him to persevere, saying that music could be a hobby, but he couldn't give up performing.

To this end, Gao Jingwen even used his meager salary to treat Jiang Nan to barbecue twice; later, seeing that he couldn't persuade him otherwise, he used his connections to contact a professor at the Central Conservatory of Music...

Why are you crying?

Seeing Jiangnan's tears falling down his face, Gao Jingwen wanted to laugh, so he reached out and vigorously rubbed his head.

"In the past, it was said that the male students at Beijing Film Academy were much more handsome than those at the Central Academy of Drama. People like Zhou Lijing, Zhang Tielin, and Huang Lei were all undeniably handsome."

But now that you've come to the Central Academy of Drama, I think that in terms of looks, you'll at least raise the average level of the male students in our 93 acting class by a significant margin!

So, Jiangnan, you have to promise your teacher that you can be a singer, but that's something you can do in your spare time. Is acting your main profession?

"Mmm!!!"

With tears in her eyes, Jiangnan nodded vigorously.

"Then let's hurry to the classroom..."

Just as Gao Jingwen was about to push Jiangnan into the classroom, a middle-aged woman wearing glasses walked quickly over from the other side of the corridor.

"Old Gao, who in your class is called Jiangnan? I need to talk to him about something."

"What's wrong, Teacher He?"

Seeing that He Bingzhu's visit was ill-intentioned, Gao Jingwen stepped forward and quietly shielded Jiang Nan behind him.

"What else? Didn't you see?"

Li Yapeng, a boy in our class, is still practicing basketball on the court. He's practically going crazy.