The money originally planned for the trip was used by He Tianran to buy directing classes.
Art training classes all have similar pre-examination tutoring. There are two basic directing classes every weekend. They don’t provide in-depth analysis of directing or film art. They are just coaching classes that exist purely for art exams. The fees are not high and they are not as warm as Wenzhou. Liang Nian's training class was so professional, but it was very suitable for people like He Tianran who were just scratching their heads but had never had any contact with it before.
For more than four months, he wanted to suddenly be admitted to the Hong Kong City Film Academy. The teacher in the training class told He Tianran that it was not impossible, but he needed to take an urgent art class that cost tens of thousands of yuan a month and focus on training in mathematics. Months, but at the end of the exam, you still have to put your own efforts and talents into practice.
So, He Tianran quoted the cheapest one, four thousand yuan for four months, and he even negotiated the price.
Therefore, the courses taught in this training class are almost all theoretical, which are similar to what he learned in his own online class, and sometimes are even less sophisticated than the online class. However, He Tianran feels that it is better to find someone to ask questions in real life. Learning from the Internet is more efficient.
In order to make up for his lagging behind, from now on, what he reads most on his mobile phone is no longer related to ACG, but some e-books on directors and screenwriters. It doesn’t matter if he understands it or not, he just reads it if he has something to do; then He collected a lot of lists such as the "Top 100 Must-Read Works in Life" and so on, and read through some unpopular resources that had been blurred into a mosaic.
This is a long-term matter, but He Tianran has a good foundation in this area and a high level of understanding. At least the professional terms he occasionally pops up now can scare the teachers and classmates at school.
No one knows why He Tianran suddenly learned this, just like no one knows why this otaku suddenly changed so much.
It was early November, and the autumn weather was getting cooler. After school that day, class teacher Chen Mei smiled and said to everyone:
"It's been more than two months since school started. In November, autumn is coming to an end and winter is coming. Everyone has almost adapted to the rhythm and life of senior year. In order to prevent everyone from being too nervous, the school leaders decided to give everyone some relaxation. Xian, we will hold an autumn outing at Chuanling Mountain this Saturday. This is an event that only you seniors can enjoy, and everyone must participate."
As soon as this was said, the audience was filled with complaints.
Students from Hong Kong High School go to Chuanling Mountain whenever they have any outings. Although the scenery there is very good, there is really nothing new about visiting it only once or twice a year. Besides, it is still on a Saturday, so it is better not to go. .
"What do you mean? Run away? What can you do if you have this time? It will delay my boxing."
Xue Yong encouraged He Tianran, who shook his head and said:
"Come on, last year you didn't go. When we were counting the people, Laoban got so angry that he almost didn't call the police. Have you forgotten about this?"
"Oh, what fun is there in Chuanling Mountain? I don't know whether people look at monkeys or monkeys look at people. Just eat vegetarian food in the temple, worship Buddha, and finally watch the sunset. It's the same old routine. Already..."
Xue Yong complained while listening to the class teacher's usual travel information. He glanced at He Tianran and saw that he was holding a book and reading it with gusto, so he couldn't help but ask.
"What are you looking at?"
He Tianran inserted his fingers into the middle seam and closed it smoothly, revealing the cover——
Joseph Campbell, "The Hero with a Thousand Faces."
"Internet novel? I don't want to click on it as soon as I see the title."
Xue Yong uttered something bad, and seeing that He Tianran ignored him, he continued:
"Junior brother, you have been reading a lot of extracurricular books recently. You won't give up on studying like me, right?"
He Tianran finally couldn't stand this talkative man. He didn't want to talk about it, because talking about literature or art with Xue Yong would be like playing the piano to an ox. He changed the subject and said:
"I heard that Chuanling Temple's lottery tickets are very effective, but the school didn't let students apply for them before."
"Yes, I know this, especially about the marriage lottery. One of my sisters got a rich second generation just because she asked for the lottery! They are all married now, and she went to fulfill her wish just a while ago."
Xue Yong became excited when he mentioned this, he rolled his eyes and said:
"Hey, by the way...have you contacted Cao Aiqing again?"
He Tianran was stunned. He had never thought of this name in the past month. Although he would see it in class every day, it was nothing more than a few words of greeting. The same day and night thoughts and peeking at fantasy activities as before. Definitely not anymore.
"Why did you suddenly mention this?"
"I asked for your contact information for you. Do you think I care or not?"
"No contact." He Tianran said calmly.
"Because of your little girlfriend?" Xue Yong guessed.
Regarding Jiang Xixi, He Tianran did not mention it to anyone. After the confession that day, the two of them returned to their normal state. In this state, the little girl would often come to chat with He Tianran, so ordinary people would also I can't see through their relationship.
"Xixi and I are good friends now." He Tianran said seriously.
"Can we still be friends after breaking up?" Xue Yong quickly processed the amount of information in this paragraph and said in an exaggerated tone.
"Maybe we have reversed the order. Take your time and don't force it."
Xue Yong gave a thumbs up: "What a 'don't force', it's almost the same as 'don't refuse', some of them are scumbag, I like them!"
"That's enough for you. Let's change the topic."
"I'll show you a picture."
"What picture?"
"It was the last physical education class. I took it with the first-grade classes. I found some guys in their class secretly filming Cao Aiqing, and I confiscated the trophies."
"Sneak photo?" He Tianran frowned.
"Oh, it's not the kind of candid photo you thought, just a simple snap. After the photo was sent out, some students went crazy and agreed that without Wen Liang, there will always be only one school beauty in Hong Kong, and that is our classmate Ai Qing ."
He Tianran agreed: "She hasn't always been the school beauty, but this kind of influence can last for three years, which is really amazing."
"Right, take a look."
Xue Yong handed over the phone, and He Tianran took a closer look. In the photo, Cao Aiqing was sitting on the grass, wearing a blue and white school uniform on her chest. Her long hair was slightly swaying in the wind, and the sun shone on her fair and pure face. She is like a white rabbit resting in the morning, making people unwilling to disturb the tranquility.
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Early on Saturday morning, He Tianran went to the steamed stuffed bun shop at the door to get some food. After all, it was almost an hour and a half drive from school to Chuanling Mountain.
"Boss, a drawer of xiaolongbao, two flower rolls, and two cups of soy milk, take them away."
He Tianran looked at the message on his phone that Xue Yong had not eaten yet, and he planned to bring more food.
"Okay~" the steamed stuffed bun shop owner greeted and quickly packed up the things. At this time, a sound came from the store——
"Boss, your sugar is gone..."
"Wait a minute, classmate, I'll get a new one for you."
The boss handed the bun to He Tian and then turned around and took out a bag of white sugar from under the counter. He walked towards the store. The boy looked over as he moved and it turned out that Cao Aiqing was also there.
The boss quickly filled the sugar jar on the table. He Tianran also walked in and sat down in front of Cao Aiqing. He naturally asked:
"How about porridge?"
"Um."
Cao Aiqing nodded and scooped a spoonful of sugar into the bowl. He originally planned to continue, but thinking about He Tianran sitting across from him, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so he put down the spoon.
