Chinese 2006 starts with the Beijing Film Academy Art Examination

Du Xiaoyu was unanimously elected squad leader because no one else ran for election except her.

"Classmates!

Making a movie is like being a gangster. You need to be athletic, be able to hike, box, do magic, ride a horse, swing a sword, play the piano, and also be able to forge documents and pick locks.

You have to be brave enough to cling to your dreams with tenacity, cling to the passion that goes into making a movie, and ignore the law when necessary.

When it comes to making movies, money is not important. The decisive factor is how strong your own will and belief are.

The creator must be crazy.

Filmmaking is a job full of frustration. The film industry can hurt people and disillusion people. There is no such thing as a perfect film. You can only accept the flaws and let them grow up in front of the audience. "

Yang Lin said after everyone finished introducing themselves.

During the free exchange that followed, a girl named Xie Wenjun asked if the classroom door could be left unlocked because she wanted to study on her own.

Yang Lin replied: "This is a school that does not encourage self-study and hard study. This should be different from the university you have in mind. And you are studying film. If you don't understand anything, just go to the film. If you can't do it, just do it yourself." shoot."

After Yang Lin's words, the students present, including Yang Lingyue, had a new understanding of Nortel, a school that does not follow the rules.

"From tomorrow to the 22nd of this month, it is military training time. Male students will get their military training uniforms back later. Don't think about asking for leave. I won't approve it because I have your physical examination report.

The evening of the 5th is the orientation meeting. If you want to speak as a freshman representative, you can sign up with the monitor and give me your speech before 12 noon tomorrow. "

As soon as Yang Lin, the head teacher, finished speaking, she was wailing. After all, it was still very hot in September in Kyoto, but there were still people who were eager to sign up as freshmen representatives.

After the military training uniforms were distributed, the class meeting broke up as Yang Lin left, and no one signed up to speak on behalf of the new students.

The four people in Yang Lingyue's dormitory were about to go out to grill beer, but they heard Du Xiaoyu shout:

"Yang Lingyue, as the number one in cultural classes and majors in the school, you take the lead."

Yang Lingyue, who originally upheld the spirit of being obscene and not promiscuous, couldn't help but frown, this bitch was trying to get into trouble with him. Look at all the eyes in the class focused on him.

This is not something to flatter others. Nortel students are extremely arrogant. They are called "Nortel people's energy" in the circle, which refers to the performance of taking advantage of others' prestige without knowing it.

The great contribution of the fourth and fifth generation directors in the history of domestic film makes these very special, and most students who come to school here will have this enthusiasm subconsciously.

The aggregation effect of the school makes people who do not have so many talents mistakenly believe that they are also part of the talented queue. Such people often wake up slowly after they are born in society, but sometimes it is already too late.

The current performance is that Yang Ling will arouse jealousy if he doesn't handle it properly. Although he doesn't care much about it, he will inevitably be hostile to others.

"Don't worry, I'm a stupid person. It's not good to embarrass our class. Monitor, think about it yourself. After all, you are so eloquent." Yang Lingyue replied.

After saying that, he greeted his roommates and left the classroom.

Wang Zizhao asked curiously: "Oh, I never asked, how many points did you get on the test?"

Yang Lingyue had no need to hide the roommates he had gotten to know in the afternoon, so he told them.

Cai Chuyuan was puzzled: "Then why are you going to Nortel? I took the director exam because of my poor grades in cultural classes."

Yang Lingyue told the truth seriously: "I'm lucky. I answered a lot of questions and won a lot of big questions. You know."

Wang Zizhao looked suspicious: "Real or false?"

Yang Lingyue didn't answer the question, but asked: "Old Liu, why did you travel thousands of miles to study here?"

"You can get a job with a good salary after graduation. It's also easy to take the exam. My father is a director and he came to Nortel to participate in an exchange meeting before." Liu Dingye spoke truthfully and thoroughly.

That's it. Let alone native-born foreigners, it's very simple for Chinese people to go out and get a nationality and then come back to go to university.

While they were talking, several people arrived at Chi Ji Chuan Bar.

There was no room left in the store, and it was almost full of Nortel students.

Fortunately, there was a table in the aisle by the door, and the four of them quickly sat down.

Yang Lingyue looked around and found familiar faces, including Zhu Yilong and Peng Guanying from his acting class, the famous Dr. Zhai and someone he didn't recognize.

They were all tacky, and Dr. Zhai was scolding Fang Qiu with outstretched arms.

Peng Guanying noticed Yang Lingyue looking at them, looked at each other and nodded, but he didn't actually know them.

Not long after, the kebab beer was served one after another, and it tasted pretty good.

Several shared their high school careers and, of course, girlfriends.

Wang Zizhao said it was a waste of time to talk about girlfriends, waiting to become a great director and be the groom every night;

Cai Chuyuan’s girlfriend is a senior sister from Beijing Normal University. She lives in the same community. We just talked;

Liu Dingye said that he has a fiancée who is studying in Singapore.

Yang Lingyue suddenly felt that there was a faint green light surrounding Lao Liu's head, and couldn't help but push the roasted leek towards him.

Yang Lingyue said with emotion: "I don't have it. I really yearn for the monkey's goal. But I think it's wrong to waste time. Falling in love, playing, resting, and being in a daze are not a waste of time. It is to blame yourself for doing these things." "

Cai Chuyuan looked disdainful: "Put it down, you definitely don't lack a girlfriend."

Wang Zizhao acted like a master: "In our industry, not only do actors become famous early, but so do we, Ling Yue, we are a bit pretentious."

Then Wang Zizhao talked about how he met Yang Lingyue during the art test.

Liu Dingye said with a smile: "Ling Yue is a man with stories."

The late-night snack didn't last long, because except for Wang Zizhao, the other three people's phones started ringing one after another.

Yang Lingyue is naturally Yu Li's.

"I'll call you later."

Yang Lingyue said that and hung up the phone. He stood up to pay, but was told that the payment had already been made.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Dingye probably got it when he went to the bathroom on the way.

Tsk!

Without saying anything, he greeted her back to school. After arriving downstairs in the dormitory, Yang Lingyue did not go up. Instead, he sat down on the stone bench by the road downstairs and called Yu Li back.

Some things still need to be explained.

"Miss me?"

"Well, I've thought about it. I started thinking about it yesterday."

Yu Li's grainy voice sounded.

Yang Lingyue said gently: "Well, let's send text messages later."

Yu Li's expression darkened, her hands shook, and she almost lost her grip on the phone, and then she whispered: "I know."

Yang Lingyue asked calmly: "Are you sad?"

Yu Li sniffed and said, "Well, I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."

"Be good and come to me on National Day."

"Um."

Then Yu Li said that she had signed up for the driving license test, guitar competition and other things about her. Yang Lingyue listened patiently and gave some advice from time to time.

They chatted like this for half an hour. When they returned to the dormitory, the three of them looked like they were liars.