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

Chapter 336 Arrangement!

Two days later, Zhang Wen received calls from Zhou Lingyi and others, all sharing the good news of receiving university admission notices.

Although everyone already knew the admission results, they still couldn't help but feel overjoyed when they received the acceptance letter.

This is a golden key to the temple of art, and all the waiting has turned into a future within reach.

Zhang Wen discussed the gathering time with everyone in the group chat. Taking into account everyone's schedule, they finally set the date for August 3rd, which is two days from now.

Once the date was set, Zhang Wen began to get busy.

This gathering will last for three days, and he must make sure that all the students and parents are well taken care of so that he and Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center can build a good reputation.

A good reputation is essential to attracting more students.

With more students, the incense will burn brighter, and the ancestors will ascend to heaven sooner, perhaps even taking him with them.

At that time, one will be free from birth, aging, sickness, and death, possess extraordinary abilities, and roam freely in the world, untroubled by worldly affairs. Just thinking about it is exhilarating.

"Okay, that's all for today, let's wrap up." Han Xiaohua's voice rang out on set, bringing Zhang Wen back to his senses from his dream of becoming an immortal.

The staff began dismantling the props, and the actors left to remove their makeup and change clothes. The tense atmosphere instantly relaxed.

Seeing Han Xiaohua preparing to leave, Zhang Wen quickly took a few steps to catch up with her.

"Director Han, there's something I'd like to ask you for a favor."

"Brother Zhang, why are you being so polite with me? What's the matter?" Han Xiaohua stopped, looking curious. This was the first time Brother Zhang had asked him for a favor, how could he refuse?

If I refuse, how can I ever call the other person "brother" again?
"Director Han, it's like this, I have an arts exam training school, right? In a couple of days, the students from the previous year will be coming to Beijing for a reunion. They are all freshmen from Beijing Film Academy and Huaxi Academy of Drama. I'd like to bring them to our film crew to broaden their horizons and let them experience the atmosphere of the film crew in advance. What do you think?"

At this point, worried that the other party might not agree, Zhang Wen patted his chest and assured them, "Don't worry, they'll just watch from the side and won't affect the normal filming. If you find them in the way, I'll take them away immediately."

"Since you are my student and a freshman at Beijing Film Academy and Huaxi Academy, this little thing is no problem." Han Xiaohua readily agreed.

So what if there are more audience members?

This is no big deal for him.

Besides, wasn't Miss Zhou always just a live audience member on set?

"Thank you, Director Han. I hope you can say a few words to encourage them. Two of the students are freshmen in the directing department of Beijing Film Academy this year," Zhang Wen said.

"Oh? Really? I also graduated from the Directing Department of Beijing Film Academy. So, I'll be meeting two junior students too? Don't worry, I'll encourage them," Han Xiaohua said with a smile, though she seemed a little surprised.

He only knew that Zhang's students had passed the performance exams at Beijing Opera and Huaxi Opera School, but he didn't expect that there were also students majoring in directing among them.

"Thank you, Director Han." Zhang Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If he had been rejected, he really wouldn't know how he would have spent the next three days at the gathering.

Now, one day on set, one day at the company, one day at the training center—perfect.

After communicating with Director Han, Zhang Wen left the film crew and drove to the training center.

The first thing he did after entering was to find Xu Zining at the front desk.

"Xiao Xu, I've assigned you a very important task." Zhang Wen walked around the front desk and came to Xu Zining's side, his expression serious and earnest.

"Principal, what's the matter?" Xu Zining asked, curious about the boss's mysterious demeanor.

She's just a receptionist; what role can she play besides providing information and greeting people?
We can't exactly have her teach classes to the students, can we?

No, absolutely not.

"Draft a notice, roughly stating that on August 5th, this Saturday at 10 AM, some students who were admitted to Beijing Film Academy and Huaxi Academy will return to Xingxiang to share their art exam experiences and insights. Students and parents are welcome to come and watch," Zhang Wen said after thinking for a moment.

Xu Zining's eyes lit up when she heard this. She knew that Xingxiang's previous students had achieved excellent results in the art exams, with some even winning first place in the Beijing Film Academy's performance major entrance exam. She didn't expect to meet them in person so soon.

In fact, it wasn't just her; some parents who heard that Xingxiang was the top performer in the Beijing Film Academy's acting entrance exam this year also wanted to see the top performer's demeanor.

On the one hand, I wanted to know if Xingxiang's advertisements were true or false. On the other hand, I also wanted to hear about art exam experiences, which might be helpful to my child. I also wanted to share in the good fortune of being ranked first in my major and hoped that my child could achieve good results in next year's art exams.

“Okay, I’ll go write the notice right away,” Xu Zining said excitedly.

She believes that as soon as this notice is issued, the training center will definitely see another wave of signings.

"And..." Zhang Wen lowered his voice and said, "Once the notice is posted, some parents will definitely not read it, so when you have free time, talk to the parents about this more often. One person tells ten, ten tell a hundred, do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood." Xu Zining nodded heavily.

"What kind of notification needs to be discussed with us parents?"

Suddenly a voice rang out, interrupting Zhang Wen and Xu Zining's conversation.

Zhang Wen looked up and saw a woman who looked to be about sixty years old. She must have come to wait for her grandson or granddaughter.

The other person must have only heard part of it, not the whole thing, which is why they're looking at them with a gossipy gaze.

That expression definitely belongs to someone from the neighborhood intelligence station.

Zhang Wen didn't reply, but looked at Xu Zining, his eyes seeming to say: Come on, let me see your professional skills.

Xu Zining immediately understood what her boss meant and got into the zone in a second.

She pretended to be nonchalant, then said loudly, "Auntie, it's nothing really. In a few days, some of our Xingxiang's outstanding students will come back to share their art exam experiences and tips. They are all freshmen from Beijing Film Academy and Huaxi Academy this year."

"what?"

The woman was taken aback at first, then her eyes lit up.

Some parents sitting in the rest area also came over when they heard this, and soon they surrounded the front desk in layers.

"Are you a student who took the art exam this year?"

"What day is 'a few days later'? What's the date? What time? What's the exact time?"

"Is there anyone who got first place in the acting major at Beijing Film Academy this year?"

Do we need admission tickets? Can our children attend?

"..."

The questions came one after another, giving Xu Zining no time to answer.

Zhang Wen said nothing, quietly watching Xu Zining and waiting for her reaction.

Faced with a barrage of questions, Xu Zining didn't panic. She simply stood quietly until all the parents fell silent before slowly speaking.

"Parents, please be quiet for a moment. You've all asked so many questions at once, I don't know which one to answer first. How about this, you ask one by one, and I'll answer one by one. I promise to answer everything I know to the best of my ability," Xu Zining said with a smile.

In fact, she could have simply stated the contents of the notice, which would have answered all the parents' questions, but she didn't.

The reason is simple: she wants to raise everyone's expectations even higher.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately fell silent, and a parent standing at the front asked, "Is it here?"

"Yes." Xu Zining nodded.

"Among these students, is the one who ranked first in the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy this year?" "Yes!"

Upon hearing this answer, all the parents' faces lit up with joy.

Students who achieve first place in the performing arts department are definitely extraordinary; their experience in the entrance exam for art school is absolutely exceptional.

"Are there only performing arts students this time? Are there any vocal or dance students who would like to share their experiences?" another parent asked.

"No."

Parents of students in the vocal and dance classes couldn't help but show expressions of disappointment; all their previous expectations had vanished.

Xu Zining noticed this, so before the other parents could ask, she explained, "Parents of vocal and dance students, don't be disappointed. Vocal and dance exams are professional exams. As long as your professional skills are excellent, you can pass the exams. There's no need to listen to other people's art exam experiences."

"In contrast, performance tests one's ability to perform. The art exam covers a wide range of topics, and listening to the experiences of seniors can help them with their performance on the spot."

The parent who had just asked nodded in understanding, and the parents of the other vocal and dance students were no longer as disappointed as before.

Zhang Wen was very satisfied with Xu Zining's performance.

Whether it's right or wrong, it sounds reasonable, and that's enough.

So he left the place to the other party and went to a nearby five-star hotel.
During this gathering, Zhang Wen will not only arrange the students' schedules, but also take care of their accommodations and travel.

The main purpose of doing this is to facilitate travel and save time.

The capital city is neither too big nor too small. If everyone lives separately, it would be too troublesome to have to rush from all directions to one place just to have a meal.

Of course, Zhang Wen also had his own selfish motives.

He treated them with such hospitality that they would feel awkward saying no if he used these students for publicity.

Zhang Wen walked through the gate and went straight to the hotel front desk.

"Hello, welcome to the Hyatt Hotel," the receptionist, dressed in a cheongsam, said with a smile.

“Book nine luxury suites from August 3rd to August 7th, all on the first floor,” Zhang Wen said.

Although the gathering was only three days long, he booked five days, leaving the remaining two days for students and parents to sightsee in Beijing and get familiar with the area around the school.

After all, these people will be staying in the capital for the next four years, or even longer.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The receptionist immediately searched for a suitable room in the hotel's room management system according to Zhang Wen's request.

"Zhang Wen?"

Just then, a voice suddenly reached Zhang Wen's ears. When he turned around and looked in the direction the voice came from, he saw a familiar face in the hotel lobby.

It's Song Yixin.

The other person was wearing a champagne-colored satin dress that clung to her body, outlining her graceful figure. The slit at the hem revealed a section of her fair calves, and the pearl stilettos added a touch of elegance and sophistication to the overall look.

A few days ago, when he went to deliver the life essence to Sister Hong, he didn't see this woman at Sister Hong's house. He didn't expect to meet her here today.

When Song Yixin saw that the person standing at the front desk was indeed Zhang Wen, she immediately walked over, her eyes shining like a gold prospector who had spotted gold, or a female pervert who had spotted a handsome man.

Each time a high heel lands, it makes a crisp "click-clack" sound, which sounds like drumbeats.

"Mr. Zhang, it's been a long time."

Song Yixin greeted him warmly, making Zhang Wen feel somewhat uncomfortable, as if she was after his body.

“Miss Song, you’re busy, don’t worry about me,” Zhang Wen said.

"..."

Song Yixin's lips twitched, and her smile froze on her face.

How much do they dislike her? They told her to leave as soon as they met.

Song Yixin considers herself a beauty, whose looks and figure are in no way inferior to female celebrities. In addition, she comes from a wealthy family, and the men who pursue her could line up from Beijing to Paris.

As a result, ever since she met this man, she has repeatedly failed him, which is definitely a blow to her self-confidence.

"Mr. Zhang, do you really dislike me that much?" Song Yixin couldn't help but ask.

"How could that be? I was just worried about delaying Miss Song's important business," Zhang Wen said, putting on an understanding expression.

“I came here for dinner tonight, and I’ve already finished eating. I’m free now, so may I have a chat with Mr. Zhang?” Song Yixin asked.

"I have something to do," Zhang Wen said, pointing to the hotel reception desk.

Song Yixin was so angry that she gritted her teeth, and even began to suspect that the other party did not like women, otherwise why would he treat her like this?

To be honest, she wouldn't have bothered with him if it weren't for the life essence.

Since the other party didn't have time to talk, she stopped beating around the bush.

“Mr. Zhang, I would like to purchase the Life Essence. Please name your price.” Song Yixin’s smile faded.

"No," Zhang Wen said, shaking his head, just as decisively as ever.

"How could there not be any? Didn't you send two bottles to Aunt Yang a few days ago? Why don't you have any here? Don't you value my money?" Song Yixin frowned.

"The last two bottles were given to Sister Hong."

"I do not believe."

"If you don't believe it, then don't believe it."

"..."

Song Yixin clenched her fists tightly. The other person's attitude was really too irritating. However, for the sake of the Life Essence, she finally restrained the urge to beat the other person up. After gritting her teeth, she said, "The Life Essence is being sold for ten million a bottle. I'll offer twenty million for one bottle of yours."

The Song family's main business is the medical industry, and they are also involved in the pharmaceutical field.

Her purpose in buying the Life Essence was to examine its medicinal effects and analyze its components.

In recent months, Aunt Yang's skin has become visibly smooth and radiant, and even her wrinkles have decreased significantly. She doesn't look like a fifty-year-old at all; people would believe she's under forty.

If we could master the composition of the life essence and then mass-produce it, wouldn't the Song family's assets increase five or ten times?

Just imagining it is enough to get my blood pumping.

Unfortunately, everything is ready except for the final push.

However, this only strengthened her resolve to buy it.

She even thought that the ingredients of this life essence must be very simple, otherwise why wouldn't this man sell it to her?
'Hmph, once I replicate it, I won't ask for ten million, I won't ask for a million, I'll only ask for one hundred thousand. That'll infuriate you, you won't be able to sell a single bottle, and they'll all rot in your hands.'

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(End of this chapter)