Huayu: The Big Players Behind the Scenes

Later, film fans on the Douban platform compiled a list of the "emo trilogy": "The Hunt," "Detachment," and "Manchester by the Sea."

Like "The Hunt," "Transcendence" needs a different background to be more suitable for the Chinese context.

But mackerel... cough, Manchester doesn't need that, emotions are universal to all humankind.

Moreover, his core idea is that everyone has the right not to reconcile with themselves, which is avant-garde and heart-wrenching, making Venice the perfect recipient.

In the office, Old Wang put down the script in his hand and started rubbing his teeth.

"You..." Looking at his good apprentice, Old Wang was speechless. "I thought hunting was heartbreaking enough, and now this comes out. Are you trying to torture the audience to death?"

"Master, just tell me, isn't that awesome!"

"That's impressive!" Old Wang gave a thumbs up, tossed him a cigarette, and said, "So you're eyeing Venice?"

"My mentor has such discerning eyes," Zhuang Huai'an lit a cigarette and took a satisfying drag. And he had to admit, the smoke he got from the cigarette tasted even better.

"The disappearing lover is too inhumane, so I've decided to save it for next year's Berlin tournament and try to pass the three major exams quickly."

Faced with his good apprentice's bold words, Old Wang did not pour cold water on him. He had read all three of the manuscripts and they did indeed have the potential to win awards.

Young people should have this kind of drive. Besides, what if?

"It's good to have a pioneering spirit," Old Wang said thoughtfully, "but if you want to win awards, you have to be careful about the actors you choose."

"How did my mentor teach me?"

"My disciple, don't be impatient. Let your master think about it."

After finishing his cigarette, Old Wang said, "What do you think of Liu Yijun, one of my classmates?"

"Too handsome, not decadent enough." Zhuang Huai'an shook his head.

"Where is Jiang Wu?"

"Too strong, not melancholic enough."

"Liu Yunlong?"

"Too upright, not passionate enough."

"Well, there's nothing I can do, teacher." Old Wang shrugged. "You can decide on the male actor yourself, but I can recommend a wife for you."

"Who is it?"

"The Fairy of Startling Beauty".

Old Wang gave his good apprentice a meaningful look, and Zhuang Huai'an returned the smile. The two looked at each other with unspoken understanding.

"If all else fails, try checking out the place next door."

Old Wang saw through his apprentice's idea of ​​colluding with the school, but still said, "The level next door is indeed a bit higher than ours."

Let me think about it some more.

"OK."

Zhuang Huai'an walked out of the office, feeling somewhat conflicted. There are actually quite a few excellent male actors in China these days, but when it comes to finding the right actor to play the male lead, he always feels like something is missing.

As he walked down the stairs, a person approached him. Zhuang Huai'an looked at him, and his eyes immediately lit up.

"Teacher Wang, where are you going?"

"Oh, it's Huai'an," Wang Jingsong stopped and smiled, "Today is the final exam for art students, and I'm the chief examiner. Did you just come from Hongwei's office?"

"Yes, I talked to the teacher about something," Zhuang Huai'an nodded and said with a smile, "Teacher Wang, are you free during the summer vacation?"

The two walked out side by side, and Wang Jingsong joked, "Yeah, what's up, want me to act in a movie?"

"yes."

"Sure, I'll let you do the cameo for free, teacher."

"That won't do," Zhuang Huai'an laughed, "You'd be losing out big time if you gave away a proper male lead for free."

"what?"

Wang Jingsong was momentarily stunned. With my appearance, how could I possibly play the male lead?

"We'll talk about that later," Wang Jingsong said, glancing at his watch. "We're running out of time, I need to get to the classroom quickly. If you're free, come and take a look."

"become."

The two arrived at the performing arts building, where a group of young men and women had already gathered outside.

Zhuang Huai'an glanced at the scene and saw that his fellow villager Luo Jin was chatting with a tall, thin boy. Upon closer inspection, he recognized the guy as Zhu Yawen.

Without saying hello, the two walked into the classroom.

There were three people sitting in the examiners' seat: Professor Cui Xinqin, Xie Xiaojing, the head of the directing department, and Chef Huang.

"Hey, Director Zhuang, what brings you here to give guidance to our acting department today?" Teacher Cui teased.

After Zhuang Huai'an politely greeted everyone, he replied to her, "Teacher Cui, you're making me feel so flattered. I just accompanied Teacher Wang on the way here and came to learn from you all."

"Sit next to me since you're here," Xie Xiaojing said subtly, protecting her son. "You'll be my assistant examiner today. Feel free to voice any thoughts you have."

He was the most senior among them, and Zhuang Huai'an's reputation was also sufficient, so everyone nodded in agreement with his suggestion.

Zhuang Huai'an, a strongman, responded respectfully to the head of the gang and sat down behind him, with Chef Huang sitting next to him.

Surprisingly, Zhang Songwen was also drafted to help call out numbers at the door, and the two cousins ​​exchanged knowing glances.

"We're going to be busy today. We've gone through three rounds, and there are still nearly a hundred people left." Chef Huang handed Zhuang Huai'an a list and explained in a low voice.

"Oh, thank you, Teacher Huang."

Although this person has a bad reputation, it has nothing to do with Zhuang Huai'an.

That's just how the entertainment industry is; there's never anyone who can remain untainted by its filth, and there can never be a perfect person in the world.

Zhuang Huai'an is very realistic. He doesn't care how others are judged by the outside world; he only cares about his own experience after interacting with that person.

The teacher once said: Make as many friends as possible.

Zhuang Huai'an never hesitates to show his goodwill as long as the bottom line is not crossed.

A young man was mixed in with a group of middle-aged and elderly people. Many students outside the classroom were curious about who this guy was.

Luo Jin, with his sharp eyes, recognized him immediately. He said to Zhu Yawen beside him, "That's director Zhuang Huai'an, the one who won the award at Cannes!"

"Ah!" Zhu Yawen quickly craned his neck to look.

Luo Jin wasn't the only one who recognized Zhuang Huai'an; other candidates did as well.

After all, it had only been a week since Cannes, and there were still many news reports about it. How could they, as art students, not pay attention?

The examinees gathered in small groups, discussing amongst themselves. The noise attracted the attention of a girl crouching in a corner.

She was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans. She looked young, but had a very slender figure. Her pretty face still had a bit of baby fat, and her big eyes were a little confused as she looked at the candidates discussing with a simple and innocent expression.

He looked timid, wanting to hear gossip but too afraid to step forward.

The art exam process is progressing slowly. In fact, after the previous three rounds of exams, the teachers already have a good idea of ​​the final list for this year. The so-called final retest is just to determine whether the candidates will choose Beijing Film Academy.

Interestingly, for the final exam at the Beijing Film Academy, candidates are required to bring mock exam score sheets stamped with the school's official seal, in case they pass the art exam but their academic scores are insufficient.

"Candidates number 40 to 50, please get ready," Zhang Songwen said, checking the candidates' information at the door.

When Zhuang Huai'an looked up, a graceful figure was standing right in front of him. The little girl was blinking her big eyes and looking at him with a blank expression.

Oh, it's the fairy sister in her childhood form.

Zhuang Huai'an chuckled when he saw her staring at him. He wanted to tease her, but then hesitated, fearing she might be shy, so he simply stared back at her.

The little girl wasn't shy at all, and continued to look at him like a curious little deer. Zhuang Huai'an had to admit that her eyes were truly innocent.

With that look and demeanor, what acting skills do you need? Just standing there is enough to get you accepted.

Sure enough, Wang Jingsong didn't let the girl draw a question at all; it seemed like he was just going through the motions.

Zhuang Huai'an shook his head inwardly. No wonder Jiang Yiyan made sarcastic remarks about her on the show.

That's such a low-level way to get things done through the back door.

Liu Yifei stared blankly at the senior, seemingly pondering why he suddenly shook his head.