The Film School is very lively today. Because it is the school anniversary and the welcome party are held at the same time, the scale is more intense than before. Some media friends came to the scene early to prepare for interviews and reports.
Since the afternoon, celebrity alumni who have become famous have returned to campus one after another. This has made the entrance of the entire film school besieged. Now if you want to enter, the inspection is several times more stringent than before. The media who heard about it even A press pass is required to enter the school.
Of course, this is not the most ridiculous thing. At the entrance of the school drama theater leading to the party, the school even laid out a red carpet. Freshmen, celebrities, teachers, and school leaders all walked in separate times. They were already set up in a row, and those who didn’t know thought it was some kind of film festival awards show.
As soon as He Tianran returned to school, he received a call from the instructor Sun Ze.
"Tranquility, where are you? Let me inform your director class. Don't forget the gathering time in the afternoon. Remember to wear the T-shirt issued by the school. If you don't wear it, you won't be allowed in. Do you understand?"
"I know Brother Sun, don't worry about such an important matter. I've told them."
It is the convention of film schools to give new students clothing with the school's logo, usually three pieces, a summer T-shirt, an autumn jacket, and a winter down jacket.
Because these clothes are often worn by celebrity alumni, they have inexplicably become semi-limited fashion brands in the past two years. A T-shirt is sold online for more than 500 yuan, and a down jacket is even more than 1,000 yuan. Of course, if you just want to buy it A high imitation dress is not that expensive, and the quality is even better.
"That's okay... By the way, I heard from the classmate in charge of the party that you and Wen Liang just made a speech and hung out, and didn't do much work, right? Well, what a pity, look at other art departments The freshmen representatives are thinking of new ideas day by day, and they just decided on what to perform a few days ago. One of you is studying directing, the other is studying acting, and you just go through the motions and that's it?"
When He Tianran heard this, he suddenly got a big head and two big heads. How long has it been? Are you still thinking about doing a whole job?
Last time, I originally planned to have a duet with Wen Liang, but who knew what would happen? Now that it was time to go on stage, neither of them had formally rehearsed. Fortunately, they were giving speeches and the script was written down. Not a big problem.
"Brother Sun, we are all pragmatic people and don't do all those bells and whistles."
"Haha, I think you two just want to be lazy and don't pay attention to school activities at all!"
Sun Ze pretended to be a counselor on the phone and gave a few lectures, but then he still expressed concern:
"Of course, your parents really won't come? The school has arranged seats for you new parents, and you are the freshman representative of the directing department. It would be a pity if your family doesn't come to see you at such an important moment."
He Tianran was silent for two seconds and said with a smile:
"My dad is a businessman. He's busy. It doesn't matter. Brother Sun, do you have anything else to explain?"
Sun Ze knew about the situation at He Tianran's home, so he joked and comforted:
"No, just behave well tonight. If your dad doesn't come, your brother and I will sit in that seat."
"Hahaha, Brother Sun, you have taken advantage of me and I have nothing to say, so that's it, hang up."
"Um."
After hanging up the phone, He Tianran sighed.
Since the Spring Festival, the father and son He Panshan and He Tianran have not contacted each other again. He Tianran's admission notice was sent directly to the rental house. He also completed everything by himself on the day he signed up and paid the tuition. He would usually chat with his housekeeper Wang Ma about his current life, but that was limited to that. If he hadn't occasionally seen news about He Panshan and Shanhai Group on the Internet, he would have almost forgotten that he had a father.
He Tianran never thought that he was a rich second generation, because just when he was supposed to enjoy the luxurious life of other rich second generations, his parents divorced, his father married a younger brother, and he also brought in an unlucky younger brother. The one who is better than myself in every aspect.
And even if he didn't have this problem, he was born into a wealthy family, and his parents often quarreled without talking about it. He Tianran was extremely introverted. Apart from playing games every day, he couldn't say a word. How could he please his parents?
Although He Tianran has changed a lot now, his cold attitude towards family affection still exists in his heart.
Putting these thoughts aside, it was evening.
The campus drama theater is the largest theater in the film school. It is generally used only for graduation dramas of the senior performance department, or for some mature dramas to be performed on campus. Students of other ages who want to go on stage can only go to small theaters, which are also It is commonly known as the "black box".
In the theater, freshmen from various departments filed in. He Tianran and his directing department were closely followed by the beauties from the acting department. The boy paid special attention to the expressions of the old students and couldn't help but admire them. They looked like a group of people engaged in art. Unlike a bunch of stupid young people like me, military training starts yelling at girls from the acting department when they see them.
These seniors turned a blind eye to the newly recruited junior girls, and sat upright like gentlemen, which was admirable.
It's normal to think about it. Being among beautiful women all day is another kind of pain. Boys who engage in art, especially those from key art schools, seem to have this special ability. After two years of college, they lose part of their instinct towards the opposite sex. reaction, because they have seen so many beauties that this has become their daily routine.
Even though it is an art school, this kind of meeting is boring as usual. According to the past tradition of film schools, after this kind of meeting, some popular films or unreleased preview films will be shown, but because it is the school anniversary and It was co-organized for the orientation, so the movie-watching session was replaced by a party program.
After a long speech by the leader, the party officially started. As a representative of the freshmen, He Tianran came to the backstage early to wait, during which he had to put on makeup for the first time in his life.
It is said to be makeup, but in fact, this kind of occasion is nothing more than shaving, brightening the skin tone, and adjusting the hairstyle. Anyway, the overall emphasis is on a clean and sunny look, showing the full mental state of a contemporary college student.
"Hey, senior, why didn't the acting girl who appeared with me come?"
In the dressing room, He Tianran looked around, but there was no sign of Wen Liang.
"I don't know. I don't do all the make-up for all of you freshmen representatives. I heard that this freshmen of the performance department will have a recitation program. She must have gone to the waiting area."
"Ah, I hope it won't be awkward for me to go on stage alone."
He Tianran pretended to be relaxed and joked. There are many big names sitting in the audience now. I heard that CCTV's movie channel will also cover the film school's anniversary. As one of the freshmen representatives, he will definitely be in the camera. He is not nervous at all. Just coaxing ghosts.
"It's okay, junior, you have a very good temperament. When I first saw you coming to put on makeup, I thought you were from the acting department."
The senior sister who was putting on makeup patted the boy's shoulder with both hands, and she didn't know whether it was a polite word or a sincere remark. He Tianran smiled modestly as a thank you, got up and walked out of the dressing room.
The waiting area was very large, so He Tianran found a remote seat and sat down, silently memorizing the speech script he was already familiar with.
The actors and behind-the-scenes staff who were about to take the stage were busy walking past him, and he could hear the noise and applause coming from the other side of the stage.
It's just that he seems a little uncomfortable with such an occasion.
Growing up, He Tianran was not a well-liked child. He had many negative labels on him, such as "dead house", "secondary disease", "dark monster", "weak critic", "boring chicken", Even the nickname "Brother Natural", which is often talked about now, had a derogatory connotation a year ago.
He spent a year working hard every day to exercise, study, and break up the time and use it. In this way, the labels on his body were torn off one by one by his own hands. The girl he met has now become his girlfriend, and he has become the most envied boy in the school. His deeds have given even the teachers in the school who don’t know him a good impression that this child has a promising future. .
And all these changes started with a high school welcome party.
That year, a boy with low self-esteem and a sensitive personality came on stage with his head lowered and a guitar in hand.
At that time, there was an angel-like figure in front of him. She came to him with all her brilliance, dispelling all the darkness in the world.
A year later, the boy no longer has low self-esteem. He can easily move among the lively crowd and become the center of attention...
However, he was still a little uncomfortable without that back figure.
"He Tianran, Wen Liang, please get ready, it's your turn to take the stage soon."
With a loud shout, He Tianran's wandering thoughts were interrupted, and he walked towards the entrance passage. From here, he could see that the show on the stage had come to an end.
"Where's Wenliang?"
The senior who was responsible for arranging the admission looked nervous because there was no one around He Tianran.
"I do not know……"
"arrive!"
With a clear voice, He Tianran slowly turned around.
Not far away, a familiar girl appeared in the field of vision. She didn't seem to have time to put on makeup. She was wearing a simple campus T-shirt. Her hair, which was already long, was cut short to her shoulders. It's strange, she was obviously running. , some beads of sweat even appeared on her forehead and stained her hair, but in the boy's eyes, her movements were extremely slow, so slow that the boy could hear the throbbing in her heart.
It turned out that even if she ran towards him like this, his heart would still be moved.
The place that belonged to her in the young man's heart was always there.
He Tianran suddenly regretted it. He didn't regret his decision to leave that night...
He just regretted that he had not prepared better for this party. He should have shown all his changes to complete the cooperation between the two.
Because this represents the end of the relationship between the two.
Wen Liang ran to He Tianran's side, bent down, put his hands on his knees, and said breathlessly:
"Here we are, here we are, luckily we caught up..."
"Where have you been?" The senior who worked behind the scenes couldn't bear to blame too much when he saw Wen Liang's appearance.
Wen Liang straightened up and begged for mercy: "I got a haircut. Fortunately, I made it in time. I'm sorry, senior brother~"
"It's really... Well, the host will call you on stage later, and I will also be responsible for welcoming other students. Come on, don't be nervous."
The senior smiled and shook his head, left a word of encouragement and left alone.
The two boys and girls were the only ones left in the passage.
The two of them watched the lively performance on the stage in silence, but their ears were eerily quiet.
"Wen Liang...what the hell..."
"Let's talk about it after it's over."
The short-haired girl jumped twice on the spot, as if she was warming up before going on stage.
Her hair was flying freely, and a familiar berry scent penetrated He Tianran's nose. The boy lowered his head subconsciously and whispered:
"……sorry."
"ah?"
"I...I could have been better prepared, right..."
"Snapped!"
A crisp sound sounded in the passage, interrupting the boy's apology.
"Straighten your back, you look hunched over and you really don't have any vitality at all. How many times have I told you."
Wen Liang slapped He Tianran on the back.
The boy looked longingly.
The smile on her face was as bright as ever.
(End of chapter)
