Chinese 2006 starts with the Beijing Film Academy Art Examination

February 21 afternoon

"Within three hours, write a short story about hostesses."

In the 7th floor of the Beijing Film Academy teaching building, in the No. 2 office of the directing department, the interviewer with the name Huiming on his name tag was talking to the four candidates in the office.

One of the candidates, Monkey, raised his hand and asked: "Teacher, are there any restrictions on the subject matter and word count?"

"No."

The interviewer Huiming was very frugal with words.

Looking at the blank A4 paper in front of him, Yang Lingyue, one of the candidates, began to spin his pen.

The remaining two were confused. How could such a question be asked? We are all students, and we are very simple.

While they were stunned, they heard the rustling sound of the pen tip writing on the paper, and Yang Lingyue began to write.

"The neon lights of the high-rise buildings interweave into one, like the bright stars in the night sky, flashing charming light.

In the urban village opposite the high-rise building, at the edge of the halo of a dim street lamp, the scantily clad A Luo took out a cigarette with his left hand, took out a lighter with his right hand to light it, took a deep breath, and the exhaled smoke dissipated lightly in front of him.

Then she saw a little boy about ten years old, who handed her two hundred yuan.

"I don't have time to play with you. Do you know how much I charge per hour? "

The boy didn't say anything, just stared at her and took out another three hundred, making it five hundred and handing it over.

A Luo took the money, the deal was done, and they agreed to meet at her rental house tomorrow morning.

The boy said he knew where A Luo lived, and left.

A Luo started to work officially. She was a hostess. Today, the old customer Hua Ge came to support her, and he still forced her to drink, and still made her vomit, and still gave her a two hundred yuan tip.

The next afternoon, A Luo, who was hungover, had not woken up yet, but there was a knock on the door. It was the boy who came with a pile of clothes.

After entering the room, the boy spread out the clothes one by one on the bed. A Luo looked at the tacky clothes with disgust, walked to the dressing table, lit a cigarette and started smoking.

The boy asked A Luo not to smoke, not to swear, and to wear the clothes he brought to school as he asked to pretend to be his mother to attend the parent-teacher meeting, otherwise he would cancel the deal, because the boy's mother went to work in another place.

A Luo had no choice but to agree on five hundred yuan and two hours. From now on, no She would leave even if the parent-teacher meeting was not over.

After that, A Luo took off her heavy makeup and put on the tacky red coat that the boy brought.

As soon as she went downstairs, she saw the boy waiting for her with a bicycle with a child seat on the back.

A Luo was shocked and asked what was going on.

The boy said that his mother used to be like this.

As A Luo was about to ridicule the boy, she saw a figure flashing on the balcony upstairs. The boy pushed the bicycle and called A Luo and ran away.

When A Luo asked the reason, the boy said She was afraid that her grandma upstairs would find out.

After they got on the road, the weather suddenly changed and heavy snow fell.

A Luo had to push the bicycle with the boy on it.

A Luo asked the boy if he had made a mistake at school and was afraid that his family would find out, so he came to her. The boy said that he was a good boy and would never get into trouble.

A Luo asked the boy if the money he hired her for was stolen. The boy retorted that it was the New Year's money he had saved, and reiterated the rules that he was not allowed to smoke or swear at school.

"You have to walk in step and you can't fart loudly, right? ”

After arriving at school, the boy wanted to hold A Luo's hand, but A Luo subconsciously shrank back, rolled her eyes at the boy, and obeyed his wishes.

The boy smiled happily, but A Luo looked a little unnatural.

Although she was dressed so simply for the first time, compared with other mothers, her beautiful and young face still attracted many people's attention.

When A Luo came to the boy's seat, something interesting happened. The father of the classmate at the same table turned out to be Brother Hua, an old customer last night.

A Luo greeted him enthusiastically, and Brother Hua quickly turned his head away, pretending not to know her.

A Luo also realized something and slowly put down her hand to greet him.

Soon the parents got their children's test papers. The boy scored 95 points, but Brother Hua's son at the same table only scored 65 points.

Although A Luo was just pretending to be a mother, she couldn't help but exude pride. smile.

Brother Hua sighed sadly that his son was not doing well.

Afterwards, the students were arranged by the teacher to the corridor, and the parent-teacher meeting in the classroom was officially held.

The teacher praised the students who had made great progress this semester, while A Luo bit her fingers absent-mindedly and only wanted to finish quickly.

When it was time to award the certificates, the boy looked at A Luo anxiously through the glass window in the corridor, because the teacher on the podium called the boy's name several times, but A Luo was indifferent. She didn't know the boy's name.

When A Luo suddenly saw the name on the test paper, she realized that the teacher had been calling her, and quickly stood up and raised her hand.

Only then did she know that the boy's name was Xiaobo.

When A Luo walked up to the podium to get the certificate, the mobile phone on the desk rang. She hurriedly ran over to answer the call and chatted directly in the classroom.

"Brother Dao, what time will you come in the evening? "

As soon as the words came out, they attracted the attention of all the parents in the class, and a good parent-teacher meeting turned into a large-scale social death scene.

Xiaobo was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot through the glass, and Luo also realized that something was wrong. He walked out of the classroom while listening to the phone.

I made an appointment with a client in the corridor, so I thought about leaving early to catch up on sleep and make preparations.

Xiaobo obviously disagreed. He begged A Luo to listen to the composition recitation before leaving.

A Luo looked at his watch and took out 50 yuan to return to Xiaobo less than two hours after the appointment.

Xiaobo did not take it and let her stay.

A Luo had to force the money to Xiaobo and turned to leave, but Xiaobo grabbed A Luo's arm and stopped her from leaving.

A Luo pointed at Xiaobo and threatened to sue the teacher and classmates.

Xiaobo was angry and disappointed and took out the 50 yuan and threw it on the ground and ran away.

A Luo picked up the money on the ground and scolded Xiaobo.

"Little bastard, 50 yuan is not money?"

Just as A Luo was about to leave, the teacher stopped her.

A Luo explained to the teacher with an embarrassed look that she was not Xiaobo's mother and asked the teacher not to blame Xiaobo.

Unexpectedly, the teacher was not surprised at all. Instead, she hoped that A Luo could stay and told Xiao Bo's secret. It turned out that Xiao Bo's mother died a few years ago and Xiao Bo was raised by his grandmother. His grandmother was afraid that Xiao Bo could not accept it, so she lied to Xiao Bo that his mother had been working in another place and when he was admitted to university, his mother would naturally come back.

After telling Xiao Bo's secret, the teacher asked A Luo to stay again to make up for Xiao Bo's regret of lacking maternal love.

Before A Luo could refuse, a student ran to the teacher and said that Xiao Bo had a fight with his deskmate Wang Doudou.