Chinese 2006 starts with the Beijing Film Academy Art Examination

Yuan Shanshan took out her phone after a while, but she waited for a long time but did not receive a reply from Yang Lingyue.

Because Yang Lingyue had muted his phone and closed his eyes to take a nap, he replied out of politeness, that's all. He was playing the game of half-heartedly accepting and half-rejecting with me. You are not Liu Yifei.

The roommates also knew that Yang Lingyue had the habit of taking a nap, so they were quiet.

It was mutual. After all, Yang Lingyue also respected their living habits, which was commonly known as being considerate.

Yuan Shanshan was ashamed and annoyed: "Why is this person like this? If he is not free, he is not free. At least give a reply."

Yang Mi glanced at Yuan Shanshan from time to time, watching her expressions change between joy and anxiety, and couldn't help laughing. If the performance class was so rich, I would admire you.

So Yang Mi hummed the tune of "The Wind Rises", feeling quite gloating.

Until the afternoon class was about to start, when everyone was going downstairs, Yuan Shanshan's phone received a text message notification sound. She was happy at first, but then she looked at the content and stopped curling up her lips instantly.

Yang Lingyue: "I was just having lunch, please forgive me. I have class tonight."

"Tsk."

Yuan Shanshan, whose appearance has been praised since she was a child, made a disdainful sound.

Everything seemed to be nothing.

"Little brother is very sensible!"

Yang Mi, who was walking behind, looked at Yuan Shanshan's actions and couldn't help but mutter in his heart, oh, the weather is really good!

October 12 Friday evening

The film appreciation class ended and the after-class discussion stage began.

Teacher Su asked students to write film reviews, so they would naturally look at what others wrote on the website first, so as not to repeat themselves.

So Wang Zizhao pointed at a film review and cursed indignantly:

"Some people are just cheap. When watching a domestic film, they can talk about everything from the actor's sphincter to the structuralism of postmodern Ulysses, and watch it in all kinds of critical ways. At the end, they say it's not good enough, so I give it a 6.

Watching a Hollywood assembly line popcorn movie, they say that the heroine's look is good, so I give it an 8.

I'm going to fuck you."

Liu Dingye said on the side: "Monkey, in fact, many domestic films have higher scores on movie rating websites such as IMDB than on domestic websites."

Cai Chuyuan said with a smile: "It seems that the whole world has the excellent character of strict self-discipline and lenient treatment of others."

Yang Lingyue took a look and expressed his opinion: "The users of this website do have a preference for foreign films. Monkey is right about this.

In addition, foreign films can only be seen after a round of screening, so the quality is indeed better. They have not seen how bad foreign bad films are.

Finally, cherish movies and stay away from film reviews."

The last sentence caused the female students in front and behind to laugh, but they didn't know what they were laughing about.

After the discussion, they still had to go back to write film reviews. This was the homework for the film appreciation class. Although they didn't have to hand it in, the teacher wouldn't check it.

After leaving the teaching building, only Liu Dingye went back to the dormitory, and the other three went their own places.

Cai Chuyuan looked at Liu Dingye's back and sighed: "Why do I feel that Lao Liu is quite pitiful? He came here to study alone. It's finally the weekend, but he can't catch a roommate."

Yang Lingyue said righteously: "As locals, you two should take on the role of host."

Cai Chuyuan winked and said: "Brother, please pity me. My girlfriend, who I finally got together with, is only a little free on weekends."

Wang Zizhao waved his hand decisively: "Don't look at me. If I don't go home to wash clothes, they will go bad. My socks can stand up."

Cai Chuyuan was furious: "Why is there a strange smell? Damn, can't you buy a few more pairs?"

Yang Lingyue felt extremely fortunate to move out.

At the fork, Yang Lingyue went to the north gate, and the other two went to the west gate.

Walking on the road, I received a text message, which was sent by Yang Mi.

"Junior, hope the recording goes well tomorrow!"

Yang Lingyue: "Thank you for your concern, senior."

Heh, Yang Mi rolled her eyes and typed a few words: "You should thank me for something."

Yang Lingyue: "Thank you."

Damn, no wonder Yuan Shanshan never mentioned Yang Lingyue again, he is a straight man!

Still immature, if you have a little more skill, you can see it immediately. This is clearly the first step of a scumbag, not taking the initiative.

Of course, Yang Lingyue is a scumbag with a bottom line, and there is a prerequisite, you have to be a little better.

But Miss Yang's skill is still higher than Yuan Shanshan's. You are straight and I am straight, and losing first is not a loss.

Yang Mi: "Do you want me to cheer you up tomorrow?"

Yang Lingyue: "Okay, contact tomorrow morning."

Okay, the goal is achieved, and I can see the people in the music industry tomorrow.

Afterwards, Yang Mi called home and said that he would not go back this weekend, and then he returned to the dormitory as if nothing had happened.

The next day

Yang Lingyue returned to school and waited at the school gate for 5 minutes. He saw Yang Mi, who was wearing a gray woolen jacket, a skull T-shirt, and black tights on the lower body, walking towards him.

When he got closer, he saw that she had long side bangs, fluttering eyelashes, and big white hoop earrings. . . .

"Can I take a picture for you?"

Yang Lingyue raised the camera in his hand.

Yang Mi decisively stretched out two fingers to pose, smiling brightly.

"Click"

Yang Lingyue adjusted the sensitivity and aperture, and then Yang Mi's dark history was in his hands.

Yang Mi walked over quickly and said, "Let me see."

"The photo is very good, send it to me later." Yang Mi took the camera and looked at it, very satisfied.

Yang Lingyue persuaded: "No problem, do you want to Photoshop it?"

"Yes, I want to make it more beautiful." Yang Mi smiled happily.

Then he stopped a taxi and went to the address sent by Song Ke. Beijing Film Academy is on the North Third Ring Road, and Maitian is on the East Third Ring Road, about 15 kilometers away.

Yang Mi said very quickly: "Aren't you curious about what I told you in the text message yesterday that I wanted to thank me for?"

Yang Lingyue raised his eyebrows and asked: "Do you mean that you gave my phone number to Yuan Shanshan without my consent?"

Yang Mi grinned and laughed: "Why are you so annoying? I've spoken for you. Yuan Shanshan is pretty."

Yang Lingyue nodded: "Yeah, she is pretty."

Yang Mi asked curiously: "What's the matter, do you have a girlfriend?"

Yang Lingyue said Wang Zizhao's golden sentence: "No, it's a waste of time."

Yang Mi rolled his eyes decisively: "Don't pretend, you may be struck by lightning."

Yang Lingyue pretended to be pretentious to the end and said seriously: "Do you think people in the directing department really have time to fall in love?"

Yang Mi sneered: "Cut it, don't come on, that's because you haven't met the right one that makes you excited."

"Maybe."

"Do you like men? Hahahaha." Yang Mi thought of something and laughed so hard.