Huayu: Nobody understands top celebrities better than me.

Time flies, and it's already the end of March.

One morning, Lin Yu got up early, washed up, and quickly pulled out his student ID card, which he had abandoned more than two months ago, from the drawer by his bedside.

He is now a senior and has almost completed all his credits.

He had been busy working on film sets and hadn't been back to school for a while, but he was still a student after all.

However, since he was going to be the male lead in the upcoming drama, he decided to be on the safe side and ask for leave in advance in case something unexpected happened at school that required him to return.

"Crunch."

The wooden door to Li Xue's room opened again.

Lin Yu suddenly stared at Li Xue, who was wearing fluffy pajamas.

The girl carried the unique languor and drowsiness of someone who has just woken up.

"Uh, hi?" Li Xue looked at Lin Yu somewhat dazedly, then waved and greeted him.

Hearing the girl's voice, which sounded like she had just woken up, Lin Yu couldn't help but smile. He then greeted her in return, "Good morning. I'm about to cook some noodles. Would you like some?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xue's sleepy eyes suddenly widened, and before her mind could even process it, her mouth uttered, "Eat!"

"Swish~"

Lin Yu tossed the chopped scallions into the hot oil, where they sizzled and bubbled.

"The noodles are here~" Lin Yu said in a drawn-out tone, like a waiter in a noodle shop.

After washing up, Li Xue, seeing this, also instinctively brought her pert nose forward to sniff, then gave a slightly exaggerated thumbs-up: "Hey, this is authentic!"

Lin Yu found it amusing and couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Get lost!"

"Gulp gulp".

He casually picked up the warm water that Li Xue had poured for him and quickly drank it down.

People who cook often know that they usually don't have much of an appetite after cooking.

Li Xue, without any hesitation, quickly picked up a noodle with her chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth. Then, she closed her eyes and exclaimed with delight, "Mmm~ Delicious!"

Upon seeing this, Lin Yu couldn't help but show a fatherly expression.

It's not a matter of telling the truth or lying; he worked so hard to cook, and naturally he was even happier to receive this kind of emotional value in return.

Li Xue ate voraciously for a while before gradually slowing down her eating and turning to Lin Yu, saying, "But why did you get up so early today? Are you going to join the film crew?"

"No, it'll be another two days. I'm planning to go back to school and ask for leave." Lin Yu didn't keep anyone in suspense and answered directly.

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"Slurp, ha!" Li Xue took a sip of noodle soup and looked up with some confusion: "Why don't you just call your advisor? It's still more than an hour's bus ride to get to Beijing Film Academy."

Lin Yu raised an eyebrow but did not answer.

Although you can get someone to agree by phone, it puts you at a disadvantage in interpersonal relationships.

The reason he couldn't make any progress in the industry in his previous life was largely because he didn't actively seek ways to get into it.

He always thought that as long as he worked hard to hone his acting skills, a director would eventually notice him and contact him.

As for actively seeking out directors or mentors?

To Lin Yu, who was in his early twenties at the time, these things were utterly shameless!

Although he eventually came to understand these things, by then he had been out of school for a long time, and most of his available connections had disappeared because he had not maintained them.

After quickly finishing his noodles, Lin Yu went out to catch his train.

After a leisurely stroll, Lin Yu successfully arrived at the Beijing Film Academy a little after midnight.

Although in reality he has only been away from school for a little over a month, in his memory, the last time he entered the school was more than a decade ago.

Following that strange yet familiar memory, Lin Yu quickly knocked on the door of a teacher's office.

"Come in." A slightly aged but powerful voice came from the room.

Lin Yu was not intimidated and readily pushed open the door to enter the room, where he was met with the scrutiny of many professors.

He looked around, but instead of finding his head teacher, he saw his instructor.

"Zhang Hua."

"It's you, kid. What brings you back to school?" Zhang Hua raised an eyebrow when she saw Lin Yu standing at the door.

He was quite impressed with Lin Yu, after all, it was rare to see a student in the entertainment industry who was so stubborn in maintaining his aloofness.

"Professor Zhang." Lin Yu greeted him respectfully. The person sitting in front of him was a truly top-notch professor.

The number of students he has taught is countless, including Cai Ming, Wang Zhiwen, Wang Jinsong, Zhang Jiayi, Huang Lei, and so on.

This truly shows that his students are all over the world!

"I'm here to ask for leave. Do you know where Director Ma Xiaojing went?" Lin Yu's voice was respectful and calm, without any deliberate attempt to flatter.

His rank is too high, and countless people want to curry favor with him. Besides, as a student, if he acts too mercenary, what if he annoys people?

Just keep a calm mind.

"A request for leave? ...What's wrong?" Zhang Hua asked, somewhat puzzled.

Senior year is the freest year, especially for seniors at Beijing Film Academy. Taking leave during senior year is really strange.

Lin Yu hesitated for a moment before quickly saying, "I auditioned for a role a couple of days ago, and filming is about to start. It's quite important, and I'm worried that something might happen at school, so I thought I'd ask for leave first."

Zhang Hua was somewhat surprised. He had already made up his mind about the student in front of him, whether he was dull or stupid.

"Given his personality, he'll never make it in the industry; he might not even get a single significant role."

As it turned out, Lin Yu actually managed to get it, which surprised him.

"What kind of drama?" Zhang Hua put down the documents in her hand and asked seriously.

As a teacher, he still had to keep a close eye on Lin Yu and prevent the boy from going down the wrong path.

After all, the film and television industry has become chaotic due to the last frenzy of coal bosses. If he really went to make Category III films, he, as a teacher, would also lose face!

"Thriller, horror... or maybe a little erotic?" Lin Yu recalled the explicit scenes in "The Ferryman" from his previous life, a hint of insecurity in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hua's face darkened immediately: "Then what about the screenwriter and director? Who are they?"

"The screenwriter's name is Xiao Jixiangtian, and the director's name is Ju Xingmao." Lin Yu hesitated for a moment, then suddenly realized that, at this moment, this combination seemed completely wrong!

Zhang Hua's face darkened even more. A screenwriter with no reputation and an unknown director—yes! This kid is definitely going to go into business!

"Ju Xingmao? Are you satisfied?" Fortunately, a voice suddenly came from the doorway. Lin Yu and Zhang Hua turned around and saw Ma Xiaojing standing at the door, obviously having just returned.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yu quickly nodded: "Yes, yes, that's right, Director Satisfaction."

Upon hearing that Ma Xiaojing seemed to know Ju Xingmao, Zhang Hua's expression finally returned to normal.

"Do you know him?" He looked at Ma Xiaojing, his brows furrowed, his voice curious.