Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 4: Guaranteed Learning and Passing
Chen Nuo has been to the Film Academy.

That was in 2018, more than ten years later. At that time, he met a friend from Beijing who was a naughty boy and brought him here to play for a few days.

He met and had in-depth contact with several girls who were said to be studying there. It must be said that there were many different styles and postures, which really opened the eyes of a country bumpkin from Xichuan like him.

It was his experience over the past few days that made him feel that this film academy was not a serious school.

Unexpectedly, in 2005, thousands of people signed up.

The gate of Beijing Film Academy seemed to have not changed in decades. He stood at the gate and looked around. After determining his goal for the next few months, he prepared to leave.

At this time, Chen Nuo noticed a few very artistic young men squatting not far away. One of them was smoking a cigarette and staring at him.

He didn't pay much attention to it at first, but after taking two steps, he heard someone behind him shouting, "That classmate, wait a minute."

Chen Nuo looked back and saw a guy with long hair running towards him. He was the most eye-catching one among those young artists.

In Chen Nuo's opinion, people of this style are basically either sellers, smokers, or ghs, there is no other possibility.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute."

This man caught up with me and when I looked at him up close, he seemed to be more pleasing to the eye than I had imagined. He was in his 20s, and although his outfit was quite unique, his face was a bit funny, with round eyes and thick eyebrows.

The overall look is like Crayon Shin-chan cosplaying as a hippie.

"Classmate, I'm calling you. There's something. Wait, wait a moment." The man coughed a few times, as if the short 20-meter sprint just now had exhausted his strength.

Chen Nuo asked, "What's the matter?" At the same time, he had a vague feeling in his heart that he was afraid of encountering "that kind of thing".

As expected, the man's first question was: "Want to make a movie?"

Ha ha.

Chen Nuo shook his head and said, "Not interested." Then he walked around the man and walked forward.

The man quickly dodged and blocked Chen Nuo again, "Don't worry, aren't you from the Film Academy? Don't you want to make a movie?"

Chen Nuo shook his head again, "I'm not, and I don't want to."

The man seemed a little surprised, "No... wait a moment." He took two steps forward, trying to stop Chen Nuo again.

Chen Nuo did not hesitate, because he saw from the corner of his eye that the man's accomplice had followed him, and it was very likely that if the scam failed, he would try to rob.

There are not many cameras in this era. Even in the downtown area of ​​Beijing, public security is mostly maintained by oneself.

Without saying a word, he kicked the man directly between his legs.

He didn't use all his strength to avoid losing everything. Even so, the man let out a scream that resounded through the night sky, and immediately fell to the ground with a plop, holding his crotch and rolling around on the ground with a howl.

Amid the shocked and angry shouts of his companions, Chen Nuo started running and didn't stop until he had run two blocks.

In 2018, he heard from his friend who was hanging out with him,

In the early years, there were a lot of scammers at the entrance of Beijing Film Academy. They specifically targeted pretty girls and the first thing they said was that they had a movie to be made. Many silly girls were fooled.

My friend looked regretful and said it was a pity that such a good thing did not happen now.

But Chen Nuo only realized today that it turns out that in this era, not only women, but also men are deceived. Fuck, thinking about that long-haired man, Chen Nuo felt a little cold in his butt.

After this incident, he didn't dare hang around outside anymore and returned to his place around 9 o'clock.

When I opened the door, the living room was dark and silent. A pair of pink slippers were placed at the door. It seemed that Yang Mi had gone out.

So I took a shower and went back to my room to sleep. I originally wanted to lie on the bed and think about the film academy entrance exam and sort out some ideas, but as soon as my head touched the pillow, I felt dizzy.

The next morning, Chen Nuo was awakened by the polyphonic ringtone of his Nokia.

It was an unfamiliar number and I picked up the call in a daze.

The man on the other end of the line had a mature voice, probably quite old. "Excuse me, is this Chen Nuo?"

Chen Nuo yawned and rubbed his eye mucus, "Yes, you are?"

"I'm a teacher at the Light and Shadow Film and Television Performance School. My last name is Yuan. You've signed up for a full-time arts exam training class here, and it's starting today. When can you register?"

"what."

Chen Nuo remembered it and guaranteed to learn it and pass it.

"I'll go over now."

"OK." The man gave an address and hung up the phone. Chen Nuo knew that address. He happened to pass by it when he was strolling around last night. It was an office building.

Looking at the time on his phone, it was almost 9 o'clock. He got up and washed up, and noticed that the slippers at the door were still in the same place, and it seemed that he had not returned all night.

After quickly washing up, he rushed to the address.

The Film and Television School is on the fifth floor of the office building. When you get to the floor and turn left after exiting the elevator, you can see a large LOGO on the glass wall, shining with gold and very impressive. The receptionist is a young lady in a small suit, looking very capable and professional. She even speaks English when she greets you, which makes her look very high-end and classy.

Under the guidance of the beautiful receptionist, Chen Nuo arrived at the innermost part of the office, a room of about 50 square meters. Through the glass wall, he could see a dozen boys and girls of his age sitting on the floor. A man in his 30s was standing in front of them, gesticulating and talking about something.

The receptionist walked to the door, knocked gently, and said to the man, "Teacher Yuan, Chen Nuo is here."

Teacher Yuan was handsome, with a slicked-back hair, and looked like a successful person. He looked at Chen Nuo, nodded, and signaled that he could come in.

Chen Nuo walked to the back of the classroom and sat on the floor like everyone else. Teacher Yuan also continued with the previous topic.

What he said was exactly the question that Chen Nuo wanted to hear most, which was guaranteed to be learned and passed.

"To continue what I said just now, passing the film academy entrance exam is like passing a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops. How many boys and girls in China want to be stars? And how many do the Beijing Film Academy recruit every year?"

"It's no exaggeration to say that ordinary students who haven't received professional training don't have the slightest chance. But why can our school pat its chest to guarantee that students who have attended our art exam training class are better than others?"

"Because our teachers are all lecturers from within the school. Even the teacher who teaches you now may be the one who interviews you later. How can the pass rate not be high?"

"For example, the teacher who will teach you later is specially invited by our school from Beijing Film Academy. He is very likely to be your interview teacher in the future."

"So, I hope everyone will listen carefully. OK, it's 9:50 now. Everyone, take a ten-minute break. We will start class on time at 10 o'clock."

(End of this chapter)