How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 326 Instantly Turns into a Fan Meeting Scene
"It seems Jia Hua is having a tough time!"

Watching President Li and Zhou Maoquan leave, Zhang Wen couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.

As a long-established art exam training institution in Beijing, Jiahua is backed by entertainment giants like Tianxi Media. However, it is now forced to compete with small training schools like Jiahua for students. To put it nicely, it is lowering its own status; to put it bluntly, it is destroying its own reputation.

It's like a leader of a prestigious sect who, instead of challenging masters from other sects, chooses to cause trouble for minor sects. Isn't that bullying them?

No one would think this sect leader is any great for such behavior; it would only make people lament that the once glorious sect has now declined and can only bully the weak and fear the strong.

After this minor incident, Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center's business not only did not decline, but experienced an explosive increase, with even more people queuing up to register.

Time flies by in the midst of our busy schedules, and before we know it, it's noon.

Although training contracts have been signed with more than 30 parents, the queue for registration still looks very long, like an 'S' shape.

This scene was truly beyond Zhang Wen's expectations. He thought that many parents would register today, but he didn't expect there to be so many.

From the end of the first class in the morning, there was a constant stream of people registering. Even teachers like He Yang and Sun Chengcheng, who were supposed to be taking a lunch break after class, came to the front desk to help with registration so that parents wouldn't have to wait anxiously.

Given this situation, it shouldn't be a problem for the number of applicants to exceed 100 today.

Zhang Wen glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already past 12. He handed his work to Li Yuetong and then took out his phone to order takeout for everyone.

People are iron, and rice is steel, so you panic if you don't eat a meal.

Just as he finished ordering lunch and was about to print some more training contracts, he glanced at the door out of the corner of his eye and saw Bai Lu.

The other person was wearing a baseball cap and looked very low-key, but their beautiful face constantly attracted attention.

Ok?
Zhang Wen was slightly taken aback, his eyes filled with surprise.

It takes at least an hour to drive here from the film studio, so a round trip takes two hours, while the film set only has a two-hour lunch break.

Just as Zhang Wen was in a daze, Bai Lu walked into the training center and said with a smile, "Teacher Zhang, thank you for your hard work. I brought you some cold drinks."

She finished speaking and winked playfully.

The assistant, Zhao Linlin, who was following behind, handed over a dozen cups of drinks she was carrying, including juice, tea, and six or seven other flavors.

Zhang Wen accepted the drink and was about to express his gratitude when he heard the chatter of parents and students around him.

"Bai Lu? It's Bai Lu!"

"It really is true. I love her period dramas the most. Every look of hers is like that of a fairy."

"Why is she here? And bringing drinks to the teachers here?"

“I remember now, I saw a photo of the principal and Bai Lu on the wall. It seems they have a good relationship.”

A female student waiting to register mustered up her courage and walked over, whispering, "Sister Lu, I'm your fan, can I take a picture with you?"

Bai Lu smiled sweetly, like a blooming flower, "Of course."

Upon hearing this, the female student beamed with joy, quickly pulled out her phone from her pocket, stood next to her idol, and stared at the camera on her phone, her excitement tinged with a hint of nervousness.

Perhaps because he often encountered such situations, Bai Lu appeared very natural, even putting his arm around the female student's shoulder in a very intimate manner.

The female student was flattered and bowed repeatedly after the photos were taken, saying, "Thank you, Sister Lu. Your skin is so beautiful, even more so than on TV."

"Thank you, you're very beautiful too," Bai Lu said.

The female student returned to her parents' side, holding her phone, her face flushed with excitement.

Other students, seeing how approachable the celebrity was, gathered around him.

"Sister Lu, can I take a picture with you? I'm a fan of yours too."

"Sister Lu, look, you're my phone's wallpaper."

"Sister Lu..."

Soon, Bai Lu was surrounded by forty or fifty students.

Who among those who sign up here doesn't want to be a star? Now, when they see a celebrity, no one will miss the chance to take a photo with them.

The registration site for art exam training immediately turned into a fan meeting.

Zhang Wen looked at Bai Lu in the crowd and shook his head with a bitter smile.

Given their relationship, there was absolutely no need for the other person to come all the way here to deliver drinks. So why did they give up their lunch break and rush here from the film set?
It's very simple: support Xingxiang and use your influence to bring more students to enroll in Xingxiang's programs.

Because he had to rush back to the film set to film, Bai Lu didn't stay long and left after taking photos with fans.

Although she is gone, her influence remains. Every student's face is filled with joyful smiles as they use their phones to edit captions and post them on social media.

"Principal Zhang, what is your relationship with Bai Lu?" a parent asked gossipy.

For a female celebrity to deliver drinks to your door, the relationship must be quite special.

“We’re good friends, and we’re currently working together on a TV series. She’s the female lead, and I’m the screenwriter,” Zhang Wen replied, adding in his mind: “She’s the kind of good friend with whom I can have deep and easy-to-understand conversations.”

"Really? Principal Zhang, you're amazing! Besides writing songs, you can also write screenplays," the parent who had just asked the question exclaimed.

"Principal Zhang, it has to be you!"

"This is what professionalism looks like. Unlike the principals of other art exam training schools, who may have a lot of titles, none of them can produce any decent works."

"Yes, all talk and no action is useless; you have to practice and talk at the same time to be truly skilled!"

Other parents chimed in.

In the field of art exam training, people prefer teachers who are "capable of both writing and fighting" to those who are merely theoretical.

In their minds, a teacher who has been involved in the entertainment industry must be more capable than those who haven't.

Zhang Wen was a little flattered by the praise. He preferred the feeling of being praised in person to seeing positive reviews online.

"Teacher Zhang!"

Just then, another voice came from the doorway.

Zhang Wen turned around after hearing this, and was stunned again when he saw who it was.

"Tang Yi? What brings you here?"

"Teacher, I'm free this afternoon, so I came to see if there's anything I can do to help," Tang Yi said as she walked in.

“Aren’t you preparing a new album? How could I possibly ask you to come here and help?” Zhang Wen said.

Although the other party is not as famous as Bai Lu, he is still quite well-known in the entertainment industry. He can earn six figures by participating in an event and singing a song. Working for him will only earn him six bottles of water at most.

“You’re my teacher, and I’m your student. Isn’t it normal for a student to help their teacher? Besides, I can’t stay in the recording studio all day, can I? I need to get some fresh air and move around a bit. It’s important to balance work and rest,” Tang Yi said with a smile.

"But I don't know what I want you to do," Zhang Wen said with a wry smile.

"Sweeping, mopping, and entertaining students and parents—I can do all of these."

"..."

Zhang Wen was speechless.

If Tang Yi's fans find out, they'll probably throw tomatoes, rotten eggs, and rotten vegetable leaves at her.
"Tang Yi? You're Tang Yi, the singer of the song 'Human World'?" a female student who had just posted on her WeChat Moments asked in surprise.

"It's me." Tang Yi nodded.

"You, you know Principal Zhang too?" After asking, the female student suddenly seemed to realize something and showed an expression of sudden realization. "I remember now, Principal Zhang is the lyricist and composer of the song 'Human World'."

Tang Yi smiled slightly and said, "Teacher Zhang is not only the lyricist and composer of the song 'Human World,' but also my teacher. It was thanks to Teacher Zhang's careful guidance that I was able to have the opportunity to debut. Teacher Zhang can be said to be my mentor."

"!!!" Upon hearing this, everyone's faces showed surprise.

Everyone knows that Principal Zhang's students performed well in this year's art exams, but no one expected that Principal Zhang had also taught artists.

The way everyone looked at Principal Zhang immediately changed; everyone felt that Principal Zhang's image was incredibly lofty.

Especially the students present, each of them was thinking to themselves...

If I could get guidance from Principal Zhang, wouldn't I be able to become a star too?

At this moment, all the students had a common goal: to study hard and strive to qualify for the special training class, because only by entering the special training class could they receive guidance from Principal Zhang.

"Sister Yi, can I take a picture with you?" a male student who loves music asked.

“Okay,” Tang Yi said.

The male student immediately walked over, took out his phone, and posed.

With the first, there is the second.

Soon, the lobby on the first floor turned into a fan meeting scene again.

The parents watched all this silently, unsure whether these celebrities were naturally approachable or had become so after arriving here.

A few minutes later.

The group photo session ended.

Tang Yi walked up to Zhang Wen and said, "Teacher Zhang, please arrange a job for me. If you don't, I'll go and clean windows."

Seeing Tang Yi's determined attitude, Zhang Wen suddenly had an idea and said, "There are two vocal lessons this afternoon. I'll give you half an hour to share your experience and techniques in learning vocal music."

"Okay," Tang Yi readily agreed.

"..."

Upon hearing this conversation, the students who had originally planned to enroll in the vocal music class became excited.

The singer is giving them lessons?
Even without practical tips and techniques, it's still exciting to listen to as a story.

Coming today was definitely the right decision.

Meanwhile, the students who were preparing to enroll in the acting class were wondering: Will Principal Zhang invite actors to the acting class to share their experience and skills?

Someone secretly filmed this scene and posted it on WeChat Moments, along with the caption: "Another celebrity bumped into. Guess who she is? Hint: 'Human World'..."

Shortly after it was posted, someone liked and commented on it.

"Is this Tang Yi?"

"Guessed it right."

"Where are you? How come you're taking a photo with Bai Lu and Tang Yi?"

"I came to Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center to register for a vocal class and ran into Bai Lu and Tang Yi. One of them is a good friend of the principal, and the other is the principal's student. They are both very nice people."

"I'm so envious. I studied vocal music for half a year at Mindful Arts Exam Training Center and didn't see a single celebrity."

"Come to Xingxiang! Tang Yi will be sharing her experience and techniques in the vocal class this afternoon."

"What? Girl, send me your location, I'm coming right now. Remember to save me a seat before class."

"..."

Similar incidents occurred in the social circles of many students, and the name of Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center spread to class after class and school after school.

Its speed and effectiveness of dissemination even surpassed Zhang Wen's efforts to distribute advertisements outside the school gate.

After all, not everyone will see the ads, but everyone will see them in their classmates' social media posts.

"Mr. Zhang, your takeout is here!"

A deliveryman wearing a blue T-shirt walked in from outside carrying two large bags of food.

Zhang Wen quickly took the lunch, carried it into the security room next to the gate, and then went to the front desk. Looking at the busy teachers, he said, "Female teachers, eat first, and then come and replace the male teachers."

The four female teachers, along with receptionist Xu Zining, immediately put down their work and hurried to the security room to eat, making the most of every minute.

We quickly ate lunch.

Everyone then got back to receiving the parents.

With the addition of Teacher He and others, the speed of registration and signing has increased significantly. More than fifty training contracts were signed in just one noon, and when combined with the contracts signed in the morning, the total has exceeded eighty.

It's only a dozen or so away from breaking 100.

Before we knew it, the first class of the afternoon for each class was about to begin, and there were fewer people in the hall.

Just when Zhang Wen thought he could finally catch his breath, his phone suddenly started vibrating in his pocket.

He took it out and looked at the screen; it was Sun Chengcheng's call.

"Hello, Teacher Sun, what's up?" Zhang Wen asked after answering the phone, his voice filled with doubt.

Why would someone call him when there are only a few minutes left before class?
"Principal Zhang, please come and take a look at the vocal class." Sun Chengcheng's deep voice came through the microphone, as if she was deliberately lowering it.

"What happened?" Zhang Wen's heart jumped into his throat. He greeted Xu Zining beside him and then hurriedly ran upstairs.

“Principal Zhang, there are too many people in the class, and there are not enough seats. Some people are even standing in the corridor,” Sun Chengcheng said.

"what?"

Zhang Wen was taken aback.

There are 30 students in a class, and the seats are arranged for 30 people. How could there not be enough seats?

Unless there are too many people auditioning.

Just as I was thinking this, I arrived at the floor where the vocal music classroom was located, only to find that both the front and back doors of the classroom were crowded with people, stretching their necks and trying to get inside, as if they wanted to become giraffes.

what's the situation?
He walked over, looked up and peered into the classroom. He should have kept quiet, because what he saw startled him.

Apart from the thirty students sitting in their seats, there were people everywhere.

There were more than a dozen people standing in the open space behind the classroom, people standing in the middle of the aisle, and even the two sides of the podium were crowded with people, not counting those standing outside the door.

The classroom, which originally accommodated thirty students, was now crammed with seventy or eighty people, creating a truly spectacular scene.

Zhang Wen glanced at the people blocking the classroom door; he couldn't get in. He could only ask over the phone, "Teacher Sun, why are there so many people?"

"They said they came to audition, but from my observation, many of the auditioning students knew the vocal students, which may be related to you having Tang Yi impart experience and skills."

"..."

Zhang Wen was stunned for a moment, then instantly understood what was going on.

These people aren't here to audition; they're clearly here to chase after celebrities.

However, in a moment of excitement, you might decide to register at Xingxiang?

"Teacher Sun, let's go to the large classroom. It can hold more than a hundred people," Zhang Wen said.

Since we're already here, let's all stay.

……

(End of this chapter)