I become a big star after I sleep

Chapter 358 The Road in the Alley
"Then Li, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Outside the Yanying examination room, the tall boy walked out of the school in a daze, as if he was drunk.

"Xiao Xian, Xiao Xian, Li Xian!"

The shout brought him back to his senses, and then he saw a woman walking quickly towards him while waving her hand, and hurriedly went up to meet him.

"mom."

"How did you do in the exam?...Forget it, don't talk about it, don't talk about this, have you talked to Zhang Yimou? And Qin Muchu, is he really as handsome as he looks on TV?"

Hearing his mother's series of questions, Li Xian was not impatient, but also showed an excited expression:

"Say it, tell it, they all talked to me. And Mom, who do you think I took the test with?"

Without waiting for his mother to answer, he said directly:
"Xiaoxue, the one in "A Family with Children", her real name is Yang Zi; and the little prince in "Golden Armor", there is also! A girl who looks very much like Liu Xiqian, she is very beautiful!"

Li's mother was also a little excited when she heard this. Their family is an ordinary family, and they are still too far away from these celebrities. They have only seen these on TV.

But suddenly a worried look appeared on his face:

"Son, will you be at a disadvantage if you take the exam with these people?"

As the saying goes, if you compare things, you have to throw them away. Although she subjectively thinks that her son is the best in the world, she is useless as a supervisor and has to be judged by the examiner.

These are either celebrities, or they are very beautiful. Doesn't it make my son look too ordinary in comparison?

Of course Li Xian also understands this truth, but he wants to say that his performance should be pretty good, and the female teacher even praised him.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't say it.

In case the female teacher is "encouraging", please be polite.

If you tell your mother at this time, you may have greater hopes and greater disappointment.

But his hesitation made Li's mother think that she was putting pressure on her son, she felt annoyed, and immediately changed the subject:

"Stop talking, let's go have a meal to celebrate the end of my son's exam."

"Farewell, Mom, the food in Yanjing is too expensive, so go there later at noon, and we'll have a good meal when we get home in the evening."

Li Xian shook his hand.

In the past few days of the Yanjing Art Examination, he lived in fear every day, and the accommodation expenses, food and drink were not at the same level as his hometown Jingzhou.

Li's mother was very pleased with her son's frugality, but she still wanted to celebrate, but in the end she couldn't help it, so she agreed and took the bus back to the hotel.

In the car, Li's mother found her son staring at the phone in a daze, and giggled from time to time.

This made her a little strange.

The mobile phone is not smart, and the old treasure that is charged for the phone bill has nothing but Tetris games in it.

She and her husband also discussed that if their son was admitted to Yanying, they would grit their teeth and buy him a popular smart phone. After all, the school is full of big stars, so they can't let their son be underestimated.

But looking at his son like this, it seems that Elderly Treasure is having a good time too?
"Xiao Xian, what are you looking at?"

Li Xian was taken aback, and pressed the back button in a panic,
"Nothing, just reading a joke sent by a classmate."

She knows her son better than her mother. Although Li’s mother saw at a glance that her son was lying, she didn’t reveal it. Instead, she reached for her cell phone:

"Let mom see, what joke is so funny?"

How can I let my mother see things that I don’t have at all? Li Xian quickly put his phone away and put it in his pocket, nonsense half-truths:

"It was a classmate who said that he was asked for a QQ account by a beautiful woman when he took the art test, and they even took a photo together."

"Really? That classmate of yours is handsome?"

……

"Leave a number, I hope everyone will be classmates in a few months."

Yang Caiyu took the initiative to speak.

Everyone naturally agreed, and after exchanging numbers, Yang Caiyu looked at Nazha with an inexplicable look, then left with a smile.

Then Qin Junjie also left, and his agent had already sent a message to pick him up.

After the two left, the group of four let go immediately.

"Nozha, so you like this one."

Reba seemed to have discovered some great secret, with a gossipy smile on his face:

"If you become classmates in the future, then you will have a chance... Ah, let it go, let it go!"

Nazha squeezed Reba's mouth and looked at her like she was looking at a fool.

Then I found that Zhang Yishan, Yang Zi and others around me were looking at me with gossip and teasing eyes. If I don't explain clearly, then my innocence will really disappear.

"Didn't Sister Mi ask us to pay more attention to the candidates who performed better, and try to take pictures for her to see? Just now Yang Zi said that Li Xian performed very well..."

As she spoke, she opened QQ on her Meizu smartphone, found an account with a cute little fox avatar, and sent the photo she had just taken with Li Xian.

He deliberately showed it to the friends around him to prove his innocence.

The fire of gossip was instantly extinguished.

Zhang Yishan laughed and laughed:
"Let me just say, with Brother Shan here, how could he be attracted by other boys?"

Three pairs of white eyes danced.

Yang Zi complained mercilessly:

"It's because of your support that other boys appear to be more outstanding."

"Hey, Yang Zi, don't bring such a sabotage..."

The two started bickering again, and Nazha's phone beeped twice, and Yang Mi replied.

"Sister Mi is buying a house!"

Nazha's envious exclamation attracted the eyes of several people, and they moved to the phone.

"Well done, little Nazha, work hard and Sister Mi will buy you a big house in the future."

Then there is a picture of the interior of the house.

"This living room is as big as my house."

"The sea view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is too beautiful."

The luxurious big house immediately aroused the amazement of several people, and when they looked at each other, they all saw the envy in their eyes, as if they had found the goal of struggle.

And Yang Mi, who was far away on Hong Kong Island, put away her mobile phone after feeding the future employees with biscuits, and looked at Zhou Huimin, mother and daughter, who were visiting the Daping floor under the guidance of an intermediary.

She walked up to them in two steps and asked:

"Sister Huimin, Auntie, do you like this set?"

Aunt Zhou looked embarrassed, and Zhou Huimin glanced at the agency, approached Yang Mi's ear, and whispered:

"Mimi, this house is too big, and I won't live here for a long time, and my mother is not used to living in such a big house by herself."

According to the intermediary, the flat floor is more than 3000 feet, which is about [-] square feet, which is really not small.

Yang Mi knew that Zhou Huimin was worried that the house would be expensive if it was too big, so she asked:
"What about this shortcoming?"

"Well...everything else is fine."

Zhou Huimin couldn't think of anything else. She quite liked the layout and decoration style of this house.

Yang Mi silently wrote down this house in her heart, and was going to buy this house by force if Zhou Huimin didn't find anything more satisfying than this one after seeing all the other houses.

She came to Hong Kong Island to supervise Zhou Huimin's house purchase.

Because Qin Muchu felt that Zhou Huimin would probably delay buying it after he left, and the "little Jew" would probably be able to do this.

"Ms. Zhou, it's hard to find such a large flat on Hong Kong Island, and this community is especially suitable for people of your status to live in. Hua Tsai came to our house to look at the house two days ago and wanted to buy a house."

Agents go to great lengths to sell the house.

Not only can he earn a commission by selling this house, but more importantly, this house is not easy to sell.

A flat of [-] square meters is close to [-] square meters. Few people can afford such a large area on Hong Kong Island, and those who can afford it basically like to buy villas.

This is a tradition of the rich on Hong Kong Island, who prefer villas with more privacy.

Of course, this house is not without its advantages.

Located in a bustling area, unlike villas, they are usually built in relatively remote places, which means quietness in the midst of hustle and bustle.

However, this advantage is felt by the developers, and it is not considered an advantage by some people.

Although the house is located in a prosperous stage, Hong Kong Island is really small, equivalent to the area of ​​a county in the Mainland.

If you exclude the relatively underdeveloped New Territories, it is even smaller, just a little larger than the average town.

For such a big place, it doesn't matter whether the area is prosperous or not. If you drive without traffic jams, you can get anywhere in about ten minutes.

That's why the previous owner of this house found out that he was cheated after the decoration was completed, and put the house up for sale.

I don't want to make money, I just want to get back my capital, and I don't want to lose a little bit.

"Andy Lau also bought a house here, is it true?"

Yang Mi didn't believe it.

It is basically unbelievable to be in the intermediary business, and the dead can tell them alive.

"Really, it was just received by my colleague. I heard that the contract will be signed in two days."

The agent looked so confident that he almost raised his finger to swear.

In fact, he has more information that he didn't say, but considering that these people are all in the entertainment industry, maybe they still know Hua Tsai.

If the material is exposed by him, and someone sells him after chatting later, it won't be the end.

Yang Mi nodded noncommittal.

"Take us to the next set, please."

Zhou Huimin stepped forward and said.

She doesn't care whether Andy Lau really buys a house here. She developed in Hong Kong Island in the early years. It's not like she hasn't seen Andy Lau before, so there's nothing strange about him.

"Okay, wait a minute, I will inform the driver."

Buying and selling a house is a long-term battle, and the intermediary is not dissatisfied because it has not been sold for a few days.

Because people can afford it.

After all, it was Qin Muchu who accompanied Zhou Huimin to look at the house on the first day. His reputation of being rich has long spread across the Taiwan Strait, and he even has the title of "the richest man in the entertainment industry".

Picking up and dropping off by the top luxury car drivers every day is also a pleasure.

Take the elevator to the underground parking lot. Unlike the dark and gloomy neighborhoods, the parking lot here is brightly lit, and the driver is already standing in front of the Rolls-Royce, opening the door and waiting.

"The next house is the villa in Dollywood, which is also very nice, and Liang Chaowei lives there."

The agent kept talking and felt that this suite was hopeless, so he recommended the next one.

The corner of Yang Mi's mouth twitched.

If just now she felt that the agent said that Andy Lau was going to buy a house here, there was a sliver of credibility, now there are only two words in her mind - nonsense.

Is it because Jackie Chan lives in the next house?
Now all the house sellers are leading celebrities?
"Beep" sounded twice, and a car stopped behind the Rolls-Royce, a Mercedes-Benz Maybach.

The car door opened, and three people got out, two men and one woman.

Everyone was stunned.

"Really Andy Lau?"

Yang Mi looked at the man who was holding hands with a woman across the way, her eyes widened.

……

Yan Ying's three trials lasted until 08:30 in the evening.

210 After the five candidates finished the exam, the examiners were almost exhausted.

After declining the "hard work banquet" arranged by the school, Qin Muchu, Teacher Cui, and Zhang Yimou walked out of the examination room, packed up and prepared to go back.

"Wu Qian, Yang Zi, Zhang Yishan, Nazha, Reba, Qin Junjie, Yang Caiyu, Li Xian, Zhou Dongyu are all good. If you pass the cultural class, you can definitely come in."

They are all examiners, the ones who can decide which students to admit, so Teacher Cui didn't hide it, and directly set a batch.

There was a satisfied smile on his tired face.

Our old Cui has not fought such a rich battle for many years.

When Teacher Cui was happy, Qin Muchu poured cold water on him:
"What if someone goes to the Chinese opera?"

Art exams basically adopt the method of casting a wide net to catch more fish. As long as time permits, I can't wait to take the exams of the three major art schools.

This year, Yanying and China Opera deliberately staggered the examination time, and many candidates should have taken the examination for China Opera.

If both schools have passed the art test, it depends on personal choice.

Teacher Cui frowned, this is indeed a problem.

In the previous years, there were many seedlings she was optimistic about, and they passed the art test, but they failed to become Yan Ying's students in the end.

"If you go to Zhongxi, it's your reason."

Teacher Cui said suddenly.

"Why?" Qin Muchu was taken aback.

"Your reputation as a director is not big enough to attract students."

Qin Muchu pouted helplessly.

He didn't take the blame for it. If he hadn't forgotten the Chinese opera exam at that time, he would have gone to the Chinese opera too.

Students with some artistic pursuits know how to choose.

Glancing at Lao Mouzi next to him, he coughed twice:
"Teacher Cui, it's wrong to accuse Sang and scold Huai."

How many years have I been a graduate director of Yanying, and the qualifications and reputation of the person next to me are even greater than mine.

Teacher Cui was stunned for a moment and quickly understood what Qin Muchu meant. If Zhang Yimou hadn't been by his side, he would have slapped him a few times.

He stared, and happened to walk to the fork in the road, and said:

"Director Zhang, you've worked hard today."

"Unfortunately, seeing so many young actors is like seeing the future, and it's pretty good."

Zhang Yimou waved his hand with a faint smile on his face.

Teacher Cui also didn't think Zhang Yimou was talking politely, because she felt the same way in her heart.

These students are the future of their profession.

After parting at the fork in the road, Zhang Yimou and Qin Muchu continued to walk towards the courtyard—his car was still parked there.

"This batch of students is good, you can put more thought into it."

On the way, the old man suddenly said something.

"What do you mean?"

Qin Muchu didn't understand what it meant to "spend more time".

Zhang Yimou did not answer this question directly, but asked another question:
"Do you know why many directors, including me, like to choose actors in Chinese dramas?"

"Because you are an undercover agent sent by the Chinese opera...that's impossible."

Seeing that the old man raised his hands, Qin Muchu lost his temper, and said casually:

"Because Chinese opera students have better acting skills."

This point is recognized, actors come out of Chinese operas.

Zhang Yimou nodded:
"The discipline of Chinese opera is very strict, and there is a set of systematic training methods. They train actors in the direction of drama, so the lower limit of students for Chinese opera is very high, and there is no difference."

After a pause, he said again:

"If you were not Yanying's 10th-level assistant teacher, I would recommend Xiaoyu to pass the drama test."

Qin Muchu narrowed his eyes and squinted at Lao Mouzi.

And you said you weren't an undercover agent sent by the Chinese opera?

But under the darkness of night, Zhang Yimou didn't notice Qin Muchu's eyes, and said to himself:

"But Chinese opera also has its disadvantages. Because actors are trained in drama, the students of Chinese opera have a style in them. I don't know if you have noticed?"

Qin Muchu didn't look sideways at Lao Mouzi anymore, thought for a while and said:

"You mean performance traces?"

"Yes, that's right, it's the performance trace."

Lao Mouzi seemed to agree with the word, and nodded heavily:

"Students of Chinese opera are acting, you can tell that he is from Chinese opera, the traces of performance are too obvious.

As for Yanying students, although they are better in this aspect, they are a little impetuous. Few of them can settle down. It is not necessarily a good thing to get in touch with fame and fortune in the circle too early... You are an exception.

The control of Chinese opera is too strict, and Yanying is too loose. If you can find a suitable degree for this class of students, maybe they will develop very well in the future. "

Qin Muchu thought for a while and nodded.

He understood what Lao Mouzi meant.

Just like they are going this way now.

The road in the alley is not too bright, but it is not too dim either. Street lamps illuminate a small piece of darkness. As long as you walk at an appropriate speed, you will never fall if you are not slow.

(End of this chapter)