Huayu: When the director changed his major

Chapter 1 Return to 2010
"Tax evasion, divorce and infidelity, and still making 208 million yuan a day."

"This is my sister-in-law, and this is my eldest brother. I'm asking you in the live broadcast room whether your salary has increased."

"They have financial freedom, while we work like slaves, working 996 hours a day. Why is the world like this?"

Inside the Black Panther Bar.

Cheng Xi was listening to his childhood friend's complaints.

Yes, why?
He wanted to know too.

There was a reason why the childhood friend suddenly said all this, because Cheng Xi had just broken up with his girlfriend, who happened to be a small star.

Cheng Xi did not choose to keep her. He knew that some women's hearts were made of spongy tissues, and the more they were licked, the harder they would become.

At this moment, the company's anchor Yiyi sat down next to him with two charming girls:

"Teacher Cheng, are you really single?"

"Um, yes, flexible single."

"."

"Come, let's play dice. Let's get drunk and not go home."

The childhood friend shouted and winked at the three of them.

Before, because of his girlfriend, Cheng Xi usually didn’t bring the company’s anchors out for drinks alone, so Yiyi and the others didn’t have much chance to act privately.

Now that this opportunity has come, I will naturally not let it go.

He is good-looking, capable, and rich. Who wouldn’t love Pan Lu and Deng Xiaoxian?

After a wild revelry, everyone was tipsy, and my childhood friend quietly left.

Cheng Xi was drowsy and felt like he was lying on a soft bed. He saw that internet celebrity Yiyi and the other two had already made preparations for the battle.

Yiyi even bent down and rested her hips in front of Cheng Xi, picked up his tie, and filled Cheng Xi's sight with her exquisite and seductive face. She was indeed charming and wild.

And it's huge.

No wonder it has become the dream of thousands of otakus.

Cheng Xi's hands tightly controlled his brain, trying to grab something.

I only heard Yiyi whisper in a seductive tone:
"Teacher Cheng"

"Let's do Trinity"

Boom, this sentence seemed to ignite the hormone gas, making Cheng Xi's drunkenness explode and he could no longer hold on.

It just went straight into fragments.
"Your gray avatar will no longer flicker, even for a simple greeting."

"If we could go back in time, what would we be able to hold onto?"

On the playground, Xu Song's voice was heard from the school's old radio.

"Wake up, Cheng Xi, don't pretend to be dizzy."

Cheng Xi was shaken awake, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was already daytime.

"Who are you~"

"Cheng Xi, don't be so proud. It's just me and Xue'er here, and no one else knows that I rejected you."

Listening to the familiar lines and looking at the person in front of him, Cheng Xi slowly recalled the scene in his mind.

Qin Shiyue? This is me confessing my love to her on the playground after the college entrance exam?

Could it be that I was reborn?
He patted his butt and stood up. He pinched the face of the class beauty in front of him with his hands, twisted it hard, and asked:
"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts! Cheng Xi, what are you doing!"

It's normal to feel pain, it proves that this is not a dream.

Is it really God who lets me do one, two, three, four, change positions, and do it again?
Well, in that case, Teacher Cheng will start showing off.

At this time, Qin Shiyue's best friend Xue'er also stood up for her:
"Cheng Xi, you can't just resort to violence when your courtship fails."

"What courtship? Who courted? Who did it? Be careful or I'll sue you for slander!"

Qin Shiyue also interrupted and said:

"Cheng Xi, don't be like this. You are a very good person and very outstanding. Maybe I will consider being with you after college."

You didn't agree to be with me in college. You only came back when you saw that I was gaining momentum.

Where were you when I was eating instant noodles?
Why didn’t I understand at that time that the gifts given by fate had already been marked with a price.

If you come with the momentum, you will certainly leave with the momentum.

When they see money, their eyes open, but when they lose money, their eyes close immediately and they won’t even let you touch them.

Feelings? They don't exist.

"Oh, it's none of my business whether you're in a relationship or not?"

Cheng Xi's nonchalant look almost broke Qin Shiyue's defense.

"Cheng Xi, what's your attitude?"

"What kind of attitude? Give me back the love letter and the photos inside."

Qin Shiyue widened her eyes. Can a love letter be taken back?

She was so angry that she threw it to the ground and said with a tearful voice:

"Why do you want to return your love letter?"

"Of course it's useful. I'll give the love letter to someone else under a different name, and return the photo to my mother."

Cheng Xi walked out of the playground without hesitation. ...

After searching for several times, Cheng Xi finally found his senior year class.

At the door, several familiar yet unfamiliar classmates were tearing up books and fighting in the corridor.

Looking at the white paper scraps all over the floor, Cheng Xi did not participate and walked straight into the classroom.

I attended a private school, which was not used as a college entrance examination venue. My classmates only came back to pack their things after the exam.

"Xiao Cheng, how did you do on the exam? Tell me quickly!"

As soon as he entered the classroom, his childhood friend Gao Chunyang spotted Cheng Xi and asked with a smile.

Looking at the acne on Dachun’s face and his extremely immature smile.

Cheng Xi was a little dazed.

"Dachun, I had a very long and very real dream last night."

"A real dream? A wet dream. How long can a wet dream last with your ability?"

"It wasn't a wet dream, Dachun, how could you have such dirty thoughts? I dreamed about your wife, so it was very long."

"Get lost! I dreamt you didn't have a wife!"

"..."

Damn, you’re so good at judging people!
But Cheng Xi did not show any weakness and counterattacked:
"Yes, that's why your wife came to see me."

"Damn it, I'll strangle you to death!"

After playing, the two of them gasped, looked at each other for a few seconds, and then burst into laughter.

It is the long-lost relaxed, comfortable and carefree youth.

Only then did Cheng Xi feel that he had really returned to the past, back to the summer of 2010.

I was 18 years old and a student who had just finished the college entrance examination. That year, I put my hands in my pockets and didn’t know what an opponent was.

"Xiao Cheng, tell me how you did on the exam. I'm telling you, I performed incredibly well this time. I'll at least get a 985!"

"I'm average, probably a 211."

"Have you decided which city and which school to apply to?" Dachun asked.

Yes, I have been reborn, so how should I go on?
As for political career, if you have no background, you are excluded.

As for Shangtu, he only knew how to do live streaming and was not good at starting a business. He had never led a business or business negotiation alone, and Douyin had not yet come out.

In the end, the only thing left is the path to stardom, which is the artistic path in a broad sense.

When I was writing the book, I forgot a lot of things. I only remember some scattered plots and famous scenes. Most of them were pretentious and embarrassing plots, such as "Don't look down on the young and poor" and "Break off the three-year engagement agreement".

As for movies, I really like watching TV dramas and movies, and I even watch some high-quality movies multiple times.

Besides, after being reborn, his dream of becoming a director, which he had buried for many years, resurfaced.

I don’t want to follow my teacher’s safe advice and enroll in a major I don’t like, only to regret it for more than ten years.

As for buying a house? I don’t have the money, and my family conditions are average.

Stock speculation? Even without experience, buying Moutai will slowly make you rich.

Bitcoin? I've never heard of it. Maybe I'll buy some for fun if I have some spare cash.

After thinking about it, Cheng Xi seemed to think that focusing on a career path and participating in projects and investments whenever possible was a more reliable path.

It is very important to get into the director circle. With my average score from a 211 university, it should be no problem to get into the Beijing Film Academy, right?

It is definitely too late to apply for the early batch of art exams now, and you need to interview in advance, but you can apply for the general exam class.

It's decided! Becoming a director starts with changing your major!
In this life, I don’t want to regret for another ten years!
"Dachun, what if I apply to the Beijing Film Academy and become a director?"

"Being a director is great! I've thought about being a director, but my parents would definitely beat me to death."

"So you support me?"

"Xiao Cheng, I support you unconditionally. Even if you make a cat movie, I will be your leading actor!"

Tears! Brothers are righteous!
But if there is such a dirty thing, I will take the lead and stand in the front, so you don't have to suffer this hardship.

But it's really touching! A 5'8" strong man versus a cute little loli. Never mind, I can't think too much about it. I can't possibly make a cat movie.

Absolutely impossible! Absolutely impossible to film!
"Come on, Dachun, let's go throw away the books too!"

Since Cheng Xi had made up his mind, he felt relaxed.

"Okay, let's go!"

Dachun rubbed his hands together, picked up a few of the thickest and most hated books, "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation", and rushed to the corridor!

So the two of them tore up the book and threw it into the sky, making ghostly screams from time to time. It was so refreshing.

In the middle of the performance, I don’t know who took the lead and shouted loudly, and the whole grade followed along to sing Zhang Zhenyue’s "Goodbye".

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance
Say goodbye to you

Because maybe I'll never see you again

Tomorrow I will leave the familiar place

Don't look back.
Go on without looking back

"

The sounds of crying, laughing and singing, accompanied by the pages of books, are like a farewell ceremony for youth.

(End of this chapter)