Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: This Top Star Has Real Achievements

While it wouldn't be accurate to say his reading was phenomenal, it was certainly quite impressive. At least the professors exchanged glances, their expressions revealing a degree of approval.

After Li Xiang's group of five finished their performance and left the examination room, they left the examiners with some time to discuss the matter.

Professor Chen Bin, the chief examiner, looked at the other four candidates and spoke first: "How about this one?"

The other four were surprised by his sudden question and looked at him with slight confusion.

Xu Cai, being a straightforward woman, immediately responded upon hearing this:

"With looks like that, he was born to be a star. And I always feel there's something about him that's beyond his years—especially noticeable when he's performing."

But before she went up to me, she seemed quite bold and unconventional, which felt contradictory, yet also very attractive.

"There's a saying..." Chef Huang quickly chimed in, "Infectiousness."

"Yes, it's infectious." Xu Cainu nodded in agreement.

Chen Bin then slowly added, "This is Old Wang's childhood friend's son, his nephew. I recognized him as soon as I saw his name."

Old Wang specifically mentioned the other day that his nephew was quite good, his studies were decent, but he was a bit of a slacker.

They were all seasoned professionals, and they understood each other perfectly from the tone of their voices; it was an old acquaintance greeting each other.

However, the entertainment industry is inherently a small circle, and the Beijing Film Academy, as one of the major power groups, is no exception. Now that Chen Bin has said this, everyone understands the meaning behind it.

It's safe to say that as long as Li Xiang's performance isn't too bad, his admission is practically a done deal.

It's not that there are any shady dealings, but given equal opportunities, those in the industry will naturally have a slight bias. This is common and no one is surprised.

Li Xiang, who had already graduated, was naturally unaware that his uncle held such influence in the industry.

Even if he found out, he probably wouldn't take it too seriously.

Having been reborn, the tension he felt in his previous life was long gone. The greatest confidence that transmigrating brought him was that he could live more freely.

It's like someone jokingly telling a friend, "When I was at my poorest, I only had a few million left in my bank account. Do you know what that feeling of being strapped for cash is like?"

What exactly does it feel like? It's the feeling of being confident and unafraid of falling. Since there's nothing to be afraid of, he naturally wants to follow his own nature.

Moreover, he is confident in himself. He looks like this, and those who only know numbers can become stars. What does he lack? He will only be better than others.

It's not that he wants to emulate those who recite "12345" to get by; it's just that right now, he doesn't see becoming a veteran artist or a serious actor as his goal.

What attracted him was nothing more than the glamorous scene of the entertainment industry.

You have to eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time. Make sure you don't go hungry first, then it's not too late to talk about ideals and ambitions.

So when his parents surrounded him, chattering and asking how he did on the exam, he just gave them a look that said, "Who do you think you are?"

As he expected, he passed the second and third rounds of testing without any problems.

After all, apart from him, the chosen one who had lived two lives, everyone else preparing for the exam was basically on the same starting line.

Even though I studied it in private, it's really not that great.

Moreover, he is indeed talented. Perhaps he can't compare to those who are born with natural talent, but compared to ordinary people, he is definitely not a problem.

Plus, he's now someone in the industry... his nephew, so there's absolutely no problem with that.

So after the first round of the three tests ended, Li Xiang and his parents didn't stay in Beijing for long. They waved goodbye and went home—Beijing was indeed unbearably cold at that time.

It's often said that having connections in the central government makes things easier, and that's absolutely true.

The admission results, which were supposed to be announced in April, were known to their family in March, and their son was the top student in the boys' group this year.

This made the elderly couple extremely happy, and their faces beamed with pride.

If the school hadn't officially announced it yet, Mr. Li would have loved to carry a megaphone and broadcast it repeatedly in front of his supermarket.

His Uncle Wang even made a special phone call to praise him extensively.

After he humbly accepted the praise, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice if she had given him special treatment. Only after learning that she hadn't did he truly feel relieved.

After all, if he actually did these things, they might be brought up and talked about ten years later. He didn't want to make a quick buck and then fall from grace; he wanted to be a long-lasting success.

Besides, the time when he could really make big money wouldn't be until six or seven years later. He didn't want to end up like those people, missing out on making a living.

So even though Li Xiang is a bit lazy at heart, he couldn't help but take his future career seriously after learning he had been selected.

In addition, his academic performance was already quite good, and the admission scores for art schools are generally low, so his college entrance examination was basically a sure thing.

So he focused more on the instructional videos at home, spending all his time studying them on his own.

None of her family members said much about it; on the contrary, they felt that this was how it should be—after all, being a big star is great.

Li Xiang himself was aware of this, after all, he was not a real high school student, and naturally understood the principle of "one step ahead, every step ahead".

If you can build up real competitiveness before entering the university, you will naturally have a smoother path than others.

After all, good film and television resources never wait for anyone. If he can't seize a few opportunities at crucial moments, then he would be too unworthy of his identity as "the son of XX".

So from winter to summer, he never stopped working, diligently honing his fundamental skills.

Before I knew it, I had actually developed a real interest in acting, and it was no longer just a passing fancy.

Time flies, and before they knew it, it was time to register. Li Xiang stood with his parents and younger brother in front of the gates of the Beijing Film Academy.

He didn't want his parents to come along. He's a grown man; it would seem unmanly to have his parents accompany him.

However, his Uncle Wang was busy filming a tribute film for the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China and couldn't spare the time to support him.

Left with no other choice, he had to obey his parents and let them accompany him to the Beijing Film Academy. And one sentence from his father completely sealed his fate:

"You wish! Your mother and I didn't come here specifically to send you off; we just gave you a ride along the way. We mainly wanted to take a good look around the school."

So please don't find it troublesome. We'll leave as soon as we've put our luggage away, and we won't hold you up at all.

After entering the school, following the guidance of the senior students, the family smoothly completed all the procedures and arrived at the door of dormitory room 104.

Pushing open the door, they entered a four-person dormitory room, and Li Xiang's family was the first to arrive.

His parents kept their word. After entering the dormitory, they quickly made up his bed and then, without saying another word, pulled his brother and walked out the door.

"Anyway, it's not far from home. Come back if you need anything, and call often if you don't." Li's mother still murmured with a hint of reluctance.

Mr. Li simply said, "I'm leaving, no need to see me off." Just as he finished speaking, his phone rang.