Chapter 37: Being Strong is a Good Thing, What Matters is Fate

"Oh, I see."

Fang Xinghe didn't mean to pretend to be cool; he just firmly believed that he deserved this result.

But Old Fang was very anxious: "Come back quickly, hurry up, the county is waiting for an interview! Our No. 3 Middle School also has a commendation. Also, where do you want to go to high school? Those key schools have all contacted me!"

Fang Xinghe touched his empty wallet and suddenly realized that this might be a very good opportunity to make a fortune.

"Immediately, you can help me ask about the conditions in advance."

"How can I... forget it, forget it, I’ll help you chat and see, you hurry up!"

Look at you, anxious again.

Fang Xinghe complained on his lips, but he could understand in his heart.

No. 3 Middle School had never produced a number one in the high school entrance exam. Old Fang had been leading the class for so many years, also hanging a duck egg, so it’s no wonder he was excited.

Okay, then go back.

Fang Xinghe had just packed his things when Wang Yali and Teacher Feng came over.

Teacher Feng’s attitude was very calm: "Going back is also good. Now you can practice on your own. As long as you maintain the intensity, the cost of living in your hometown is lower."

Every word was warning him to maintain intensity and persist in practice.

"I will," Fang Xinghe nodded solemnly.

Wang Yali was a bit resentful: "Why didn't you tell me when you booked the ticket? I would have bought you a sleeper so you could sit more comfortably..."

"Not necessary, it’s not my first time going out."

"You... forget it, tomorrow’s train?"

"The train in a while, Sister Yali, trouble you to send me to the station, we can still chat."

Wang Yali sighed, muttering "outrageous," "didn't treat me as a sister," while angrily going to drive.

Teacher Feng picked up his canvas bag: "I’ll send you a ride too."

They couldn't really chat much on the road, mostly they were exhorting, and Fang Xinghe was responding.

Until Wang Yali accidentally asked: "Have your Jilin high school entrance exam results come out?"

Fang Xinghe replied truthfully: "They came out, 610 points, number one in the province."

"Province?"

Wang Yali turned her head while waiting for the red light: "What concept? Unified exam paper? What is the total score for your high school entrance exam over there?"

Fang Xinghe replied lightly: "Including PE, the total score is 615."

"Wow!!!" Wang Yali exclaimed, "Isn't that only 5 points away from full marks?"

"Mm."

"Xinghe, your grades are so good? Are you picking key schools at will now?"

Teacher Feng was just shocked and didn't think about anything else, but Wang Yali was different. She realized for the first time that this was a great opportunity.

"Don't delay the interview, I’ll let Chunhua find you tomorrow."

"Okay."

Fang Xinghe was naturally willing to let the bullets fly for so long, it was time to blow up the public opinion world with his good brother.

Since then, the car has been silent for a long time.

When they arrived, Teacher Feng suddenly said: "Since your grades are so good, but you want to take the art path, then I think it’s better to work hard from now on and sprint for the directing department of the Beijing Film Academy."

Hmm? Why did you suddenly bring this up?

Wang Yali asked actively: "Teacher Feng, how do you say?"

Feng Yuanzheng explained in detail: "Studying directing doesn't affect the progress of acting. On the contrary, it can also understand film and television art from a higher level and better serve the work with performance."

"In addition, just being an actor is actually very passive. You can only wait for projects to find you, and you can’t have too much influence on any project."

"Now this circle of ours... sigh."

"Anyway, you study well. Others don't report to the directing department because they can't get in, but you definitely can."

"When the time comes, you will handle both writing and directing. If you can make some achievements, the road in the future will definitely be very different."

Wang Yali was convinced in an instant and immediately agreed: "I think it works. Teacher Feng pointed out a grand road. Studying directing sounds more important than studying acting."

"Okay, I listen to you."

Fang Xinghe showed a trait of being willing to listen to advice, but actually... he had planned this way early on.

Working so hard to study cultural courses, the goal is not just a little false name.

If you want to bring a high-dimensional shock to this era, you must set up a game and do projects yourself. Otherwise, do you have to rely on those profit-seeking investors and fly-like directors to find their conscience?"

"Or wait to be screwed by people like Hai Yan and Wang Zhonglei enough to gnaw on the dog bones they throw out?"

Fang Xinghe couldn't stand those bad and stupid people.

He took the opportunity to ask: "Then, where should I start learning?"

Feng Yuanzheng was very gratified and immediately talked endlessly.

"First, the preliminary test is a 100-point cultural knowledge question, literature, art, music, history, geography, everything."

"This part depends on your accumulation. Read more books, understand more domestic and foreign film history, art history, music history."

"Then before the exam, I will find a direct senior brother to help you sprint, it will definitely be no problem."

"The re-examination seems to be divided into three times, I can't tell you now."

"However, according to my understanding, once you go in for an interview, it all depends on the teacher’s feeling about you."

"Director quality is a quite subjective thing, and there is no objective evidence to prove whether you can do it or not."

"What audiovisual language, film reviews, temporary sketches, as long as you are not nervous on the spot and talk about it, people who see your fame will also be willing to accept you."

"But the premise is, you have to be famous, understand?"

Teacher Feng is really not old-fashioned at all. In a few words, he explained what it is like to take the directing exam.

With the current closed information, without the guidance of insiders, who can figure out what it is like to take the directing exam?

Fang Xinghe was deeply taught and thanked him solemnly.

Teacher Feng wrote down several book titles he could use on the spot, and then Wang Yali grabbed the note and said irrefutably: "You go home with peace of mind, I will buy it and let Chunhua bring it to you."

Okay, accept the kindness.

The two sent Fang Xinghe to the waiting room and wanted to accompany him for a while, but Fang Xinghe firmly wanted them to go back.

Coming out of the waiting room, Wang Yali went to the ticket hall again, planning to prepare tomorrow’s ticket for Zhao Chunhua.

After searching on the train list for a while, she suddenly froze.

"What’s wrong?" Feng Yuanzheng asked.

Wang Yali pointed to the train list, her expression sad: "There is no train to Changchun in the afternoon, Little Fang’s train is 6 hours later."

Feng Yuanzheng also fell silent.

For a long time, he said softly: "Xinghe is a strong child."

"Yeah," Wang Yali turned back sadly, looking at the direction of the waiting room, her eyes filled with tears.

"Polite and sensible, making people know he is arrogant, know his inner defense and difficulty to be close, but always can't help but feel sorry for him..."

After a slight pause, the following words became more and more sad.

"The feelings between people sometimes come very wonderfully. When you are sure that a person is worth helping, but he always refuses with a sense of proportion, at this time, the more he doesn't want it, the more you want to compensate, and at the same time, the more worried and anxious you are..."

Feng Yuanzheng pondered and pondered, and suddenly smiled easily.

"It’s all good things."

Wang Yali looked back suspiciously, not knowing why.

"Believe me, it’s all good things."

Feng Yuanzheng emphasized his tone, his eyebrows stretched and smiling, leisurely said: "Mixing in the entertainment industry, having a defensive heart can suffer less harm, having an arrogant bone can not be invaded, being strong can go high and far, you see, which point is not good?"

Hearing this, Wang Yali’s eyes lit up, and her mood suddenly brightened.

Yeah, thinking from another angle, isn't such a Fang Xinghe even more worth looking forward to?

Just watching him scream and go to the sky in a certain high-profile occasion, thinking about it makes me feel cool, where is it not good?

Wang Yali quickly restored her vigor, bought tomorrow’s ticket for Chunhua, and then started tossing around without a moment of leisure...

Since there are not many things she can do for him, she will do what she can.

It doesn't matter how kindness starts, what matters is fate. ===== CHAPTER 38 =====