In the entertainment industry, I only like making movies.

Chapter 19 Visiting the Teacher

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After leaving Huayi, Fang Yi took a taxi to the 4S store.

With 500 million yuan about to be deposited, owning a car of my own is imperative.

However, you don't need a very nice car; a joint venture car around 30 yuan would be just right.

3 PM.

A black Volkswagen with its turn signal on was parked outside the gate of Beijing Film Academy.

"Uncle Qin, open the door."

Fang Yi rolled down the car window and waved to the gatekeeper.

During his four years at Beijing Film Academy, the gatekeeper, Uncle Qin, had a deep impression of Fang Yi and recognized him immediately upon seeing him.

The old man walked out of the gatehouse, clicked his tongue, circled the brand-new Volkswagen, and exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, you've been selling your ass off, haven't you?"

"No way, I sold a script."

Fang Yi's smile vanished, and he pulled out two packs of cigarettes, handing them out the car window.

"What kind of script is so valuable? I'll write one myself someday."

Grandpa Qin looked around, smiled, took Hua Zi, and turned to open the school gate.

Beep beep...

Fang Yi honked the horn, lightly pressed the accelerator, and the car sped into Beidian.

My visit to Beijing Film Academy today is not a spur-of-the-moment decision, nor is it to make money and then go back to school to show off.

This is nothing!

I'm going back to school today mainly to thank my teachers.

His teacher, Tian Zhuangzhuang, took good care of him during his four years of university and helped him get in touch with Huayi after graduation, and followed up on the signing process.

It can be said that before Fang Yi transmigrated, his teacher supported him all the way.

After transmigrating, he faced off against Lu Chuan at the Imperial University Film Festival, showing no fear of his opponent, partly due to the support of his teacher.

This teacher-student relationship should naturally be well maintained.

After getting off the bus, Fang Yi strolled around the playground, admiring the "beautiful" scenery.

As the new millennium began, the Beijing Film Academy gained increasing fame, attracting nearly ten thousand handsome men and beautiful women and students with artistic talents from all over the country each year. From these thousands, only one in a thousand is selected to supply talent to the film and television industry.

In the past two years, due to the development of media and the convenience of information dissemination, the number of students applying to the Beijing Film Academy has been increasing year by year.

To this end, the Beijing Film Academy specifically divided its undergraduate program into two parts and established a dedicated acting program.

Including departments such as literature, directing, photography, fine arts, animation, management, and vocational colleges, the number of students enrolled in the program exceeds one thousand, making it a gathering place for countless film and television talents.

Some people on the internet have exclaimed that dance, the Central Academy of Drama, the Beijing Film Academy, and the Shanghai Theatre Academy are the four cradles that produce many handsome men and beautiful women.

This reputation was not broken until the emergence of TikTok.

The beauty filters on TikTok are even more terrifying than the four great Asian magic techniques.

As Fang Yi walked, he arrived at the undergraduate teaching area, where the sound of people reciting lines could be faintly heard from the floors.

"I wonder if the little girl is at school?"

He glanced up a few times, quickened his pace, and arrived at the faculty building of the directing department.

Knock knock knock...

Arriving at the teacher's office, Fang Yi gently knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Pushing open the door, a small old man in his early fifties with a full beard looked over.

Upon seeing Fang Yi, the old man was stunned, thinking he had misread him.

Wasn't that kid filming in Hengdian? How come he's showing up in front of me?

"Teacher Tian, ​​I've come to see you."

Fang Yi entered the office and greeted the teacher respectfully.

"It really is you, kid!"

Tian Zhuangzhuang stood up, pointed at him twice, and said cheerfully, "Your movie's wrapped up?"

"Absolutely. Filming wrapped up last month, editing is done, all that's left is the release date."

When Fang Yi arrived at the teacher's place, he was a completely different person. He lost his usual composure and became more lively and enthusiastic.

"Okay, tell me quickly."

Tian Zhuangzhuang was very pleased and pulled Fang Yi to sit down, asking about the filming process.

Fang Yi made no attempt to conceal anything, telling his teacher everything from the film's initiation, casting, filming, and wrap-up to some crew details.

Tian Zhuangzhuang listened attentively, offering comments and praise as he went. When Fang Yi mentioned any difficulties, he provided hands-on guidance.

The teacher and student chatted for a full hour in the office. At the end, Fang Yi quietly revealed, "The copyright has been sold too!"

"Really, haha...you're pretty good, kid!"

Tian Zhuangzhuang slapped his thigh, shook his beard, and burst into laughter.

He didn't ask how much it sold for, but no matter how much, it meant that Fang Yi's first film had achieved success.

Overjoyed, Tian Zhuangzhuang couldn't help but exclaim, "Of your graduating class, you were the most gifted, integrating all the knowledge and taking the first step."

Fang Yi looked at the teacher quietly.

His teacher was as proud as a mountain, never bowing to capital, only doing what he wanted to do and what he thought was right.

At the same time, the teacher does not require students to follow suit, but expects students to innovate and explore commercial films.

Open-mindedness, composure, indifference, and integrity—what his teacher taught Fang Yi was never just filmmaking techniques.

The teacher's character is extremely valuable in today's film industry.

"Please rest assured, teacher, I won't get cocky. I will treat the film with even higher standards."

Upon hearing the words "get cocky," Tian Zhuangzhuang snapped out of his reverie and glanced at Fang Yi: "I heard you and Lu Chuan are having a falling out?"

Cough cough...

Fang Yi: You son of a bitch Lu Chuan, you're tattling, aren't you!

He was dumbfounded!

How old are you? You're still acting like a kindergarten student, always threatening to tell your parents!

"Teacher, I didn't start this. Do you remember when he came back to school and gave us a lecture back in our junior year..."

Fang Yi looked aggrieved and brought up the whole conflict between the two of them, implying that the other party was stingy.

After he finished speaking, he stared longingly at the teacher, looking as pitiful as someone who had been auditing an online acting class.

Tian Zhuangzhuang couldn't stand that look and glared at him: "Alright, I know you too well."

"I'll just ask you one question: Did you suffer any losses?"

"No!"

Fang Yi shook his head. The other party had already reported him to the authorities; it was obvious who had suffered the loss.

"As long as you didn't suffer any losses, that kid is spoiled and won't amount to much. Don't take it to heart."

Instead of scolding Fang Yi, Tian Zhuangzhuang advised him that it wasn't worth falling out with such a person.

"Okay, teacher, I understand."

Fang Yi nodded vigorously, looking obedient.

In my heart: Senior Brother Lu, I'll remember you!

He mentally took out a small notebook and wrote down the name of the first person he wanted to deal with.

Then, the teacher and student walked out of the classroom building.

Fang Yi drove his teacher slowly to the Beijing Film Academy's residential compound in Xiaoxitian.

As soon as he got out of the car, he opened the trunk and started unloading bags and packages.

Tian Zhuangzhuang said a few words, but seeing that Fang Yi wasn't listening, he didn't bother to say anything more.

Fang Yi made money after the film's copyright was sold. Despite his arrogance, he wouldn't refuse the kindness of his personal disciple.

In the evening, I had a nice meal at my teacher's house and shared a couple of drinks with him.

At the dinner table, taking advantage of the teacher's good mood, Fang Yi revealed his last purpose for the day.

"Teacher, I'm planning to open a studio and would like to ask you to recommend a reliable helper."

With the rights to "Phone Booth" sold and its release date fast approaching, the personal studio can no longer delay.

In the future, he can collaborate with Huayi under the name of his studio on any scripts he writes, instead of paying personal taxes.

"Hmm...it's good to open one, it'll be convenient for you to film in the future."

Tian Zhuangzhuang smiled, put down his wine glass, thought for a few seconds, and asked, "What do you want? I'll ask around for you later."

"Female, under 30 years old, attractive, with experience in entertainment or film/television related fields, and preferably with some connections!"

Fang Yi didn't stand on ceremony and stated his hiring criteria.

He spoke so casually, but Tian Zhuangzhuang's eyelids twitched as he listened, and he frowned more and more as he listened.

What are you trying to do, kid?!

Should I find an accomplice or sell my body?