Chapter 20: New Script

"Forget it, still report me. When is your new film coming out?"

"After the film festival, National Day."

Huang Lei nodded. "Quite good at picking time, remember to find me if there are roles later."

"Teacher Huang, how can you be embarrassed to ask a student for a role?"

Lin Nan teased shamelessly.

"Go to yours, it's for those seniors and senior sisters of yours who graduated."

Lin Nan understood in seconds. There weren't many actors who could mix in the film circle. Most of the graduates could stabilize in the TV circle, which was not bad.

"Which ones, you say, I'll keep an eye on." Lin Nan rarely spoke.

"Hai Qing, Huang Haibo, Miao Pu..."

"Stop stop stop, you're not finished yet."

Lin Nan hurriedly stopped. This was already reporting the names of dishes, flipping his eyes to memorize the names.

"If there is a chance later, I will find them."

After chatting for a few words, Lin Nan went to the cafeteria. Although it was summer vacation, it didn't close here, and he was too lazy to go outside like last year's summer vacation.

Taking a bite of rice, he was still complaining about Huang Lei in his heart. Really capable, memorizing names?

"Hai Qing, Huang Haibo..."

Lin Nan imitated Huang Lei's tone. "Hai Qing?"

At this moment, an electric light flashed in Lin Nan's mind. "*Return to Dust*!"

He watched this film when he was in the hospital. It was a resource type. It wasn't long after the film was released that it was taken down.

The film was very realistic. His father, who was taking care of him at the time, cried after watching it, saying that this was what happened in that era.

It was impossible to win an award, but Hai Qing deserved a Best Actress for this film, and she performed it for free.

Netizens said that capital couldn't tolerate that film. There was this reason, but more reasons were hard to say.

Lin Nan had an idea, and it was getting stronger and stronger. Before he finished eating, he hurriedly packed up the tableware and turned to leave the cafeteria.

Returning to the dormitory, opening the computer, creating a new document.

Script: *Return to Dust*.

For an afternoon, Lin Nan faced the computer alone, sometimes typing on the keyboard, sometimes holding his head and thinking. He was trying his best to restore the plot in his mind and make it more delicate and profound.

Analyzing the character's heart, interpreting the social background and environment, humbleness, suffering, reliance, fate...

This story was unfortunate, the characters were suffering, and the ending was sad. This was reality.

Lin Nan typed the script. Unlike the previous three times, this time he brought strong and sincere emotions, and he integrated himself into it.

The sound of his stomach growling sounded. He typed the last period, and it was dark outside.

Back pain, legs a bit numb, really sat here for an afternoon without moving.

Even if he was in a hurry to pee, he had to click save. This was his heart and blood.

Hurriedly went to release water, then came back to look at the results of the afternoon. There were only two words in his heart to describe it: satisfied.

"This script has the potential to win an award!"

Lin Nan said excitedly after reading the script he wrote. At this time, it was just missing someone to share his joy.

"The script is there, the storyboard will be drawn later, but what about the actors?"

This was another problem. This script couldn't just find actors casually; it had to be cautious.

If you talk about the female lead, the first choice at this time is Gong Li, but the fact is that you can't afford to invite her, and you can't invite her. This role is very close to Gong Li's past roles, and the film type is similar. She won't consider it.

Lin Nan dismissed the ridiculous idea in his mind.

The actor problem will be discussed later; first, he had to fill his stomach.

"Old Zhu, go for barbecue, my treat."

Zhu Yawen was wearing short sleeves, running out while putting on shoes. "What day is it today, so generous?"

"Saying I'm stingy." Lin Nan retorted.

Lin Nan and Zhu Yawen had a good relationship, everyone knew. The few who were still in school and hadn't gone out were just a bit envious. Zhu Yawen had already participated in two films with Lin Nan, and this one recently seemed to be released for National Day.

Lin Nan didn't say, and Zhu Yawen didn't ask. Barbecue and beer completely blocked his mouth.

Lin Nan couldn't help it. "I wrote a script this afternoon, felt really good."

The feeling of showing off was overflowing.

Zhu Yawen hurriedly swallowed the meat in his mouth. "What script, any role suitable for me?"

Lin Nan looked at Zhu Yawen. "No, you are too handsome, the most important thing is that you are too young."

"Ah? This is also a reason?"

Zhu Yawen never thought that good looks were a disadvantage.

Eating meat and drinking, the two chatted for a while and returned to the dormitory at 11 o'clock.

There was a problem Lin Nan had to pay attention to. This script should be no problem to pass the review, but it was absolutely possible to get stuck on the script. He had to pay attention to this matter. It was best to find an old senior to help. Isn't Director Tian Zhuangzhuang back to teach?

Lin Nan thought of Director Tian who came back to bring graduate students last year. This old senior lacked neither seniority, background, nor connections. The key was that he loved the film cause and was willing to promote newcomers.

Lin Nan slept for a night. The next day, Lin Nan was dumbfounded. He went to find Director Tian and missed him, only to realize later that during the summer vacation, many teachers, especially directors with such old seniority, were not at school, and there were meetings everywhere.

Lin Nan estimated that most of it had to do with the film festival, the most important thing for the organization during this period, which was the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Film Festival. This year was the last time they were held together.

Since he couldn't find Director Tian at school, wait until school started.

Putting the *Return to Dust* matter aside, Lin Nan continued to bury his head in writing the script.

As two of the three major art colleges, many teachers at

Students who aspire to get into these two schools, if their family conditions are decent, will all choose to find a training class, especially those run by teachers from these two schools.

Lin Nan himself knows several teachers who do this; sometimes they even invite other professional teachers to teach physical training, theory classes, or what to watch out for at the art exam site.

This summer vacation, Lin Nan was invited; he is not a teacher, but he is a film director, and a director who already has a reputation.

Zhu Yawen and some classmates who have filmed movies or TV dramas felt embarrassed to refuse, so they were called over to show their faces a few times, and the effect was surprisingly good.

That is why they set their sights on Lin Nan again, after hearing that Lin Nan had not left school.

"I'm not going. Even if you pay me a service fee, I'm not going. It's not like I'm short of that little bit of money; I'm short of a lot more."

Lin Nan refused very decisively. With that time spent fooling parents and students who signed up, he might as well copy a few more scripts and send them to Tang Mu; wouldn't that earn more than this in the future?

"Teacher Zhou is just passing on a message for someone else." Zhu Yawen lay half-reclined on the opposite bunk, chattering non-stop.

Lin Nan clattered away at his keyboard, "Don't bother me with this kind of thing in the future. I have no interest."

"Fine, you're high and mighty, okay? But their tuition is really expensive." Zhu Yawen was quite bitter.

"Several thousand per student, and it's only a two-month course. Tsk tsk, incredible." The more Zhu Yawen spoke, the more bitter he became.

Lin Nan stopped, "You went once, how much did you earn?"

"Thanks to you, this much," Old Zhu made a gesture.

"Very good, you're treating today."

"Sigh, I'm telling you, you... fine, fine."

Zhu Yawen got up and came over, "You're clattering away all day long, and it's all in English. Are you submitting to foreign publications?"

Lin Nan saved the document and stretched, "Let's go, let's go out for a stroll."

The June weather had just started to get hot, but the girls at the Art Academy had already started saving on fabric.

The two walked out of the school gate, their eyes turning with their heads from time to time.

"These legs are really fair."

"Yeah, the spaghetti strap top is nice."

"Hahaha, you're sleazy."

"Likewise."

"Lin Zi, does your company really not sign people?"

"I never intended to sign actors. I opened this company only to serve myself. Maybe I'll change my mind later, but I'm afraid that won't happen within a few years."

After Lin Nan finished speaking, he glanced at Zhu Yawen and guessed something, "Which company came to you again?"

It was certain that Lin Nan would guess it, so Zhu Yawen didn't hide it, "Huayi, Rong Xinda..."

"What do you think?"

Lin Nan asked back. He couldn't take Zhu Yawen very far. In this day and age, actors still have to rely on talent agencies or an agent with strength and connections to get roles.

"The one who contacted me from Huayi is Wang Jinghua, who has been to the school. Rong Xinda was contacted by a person in charge, and there's also Chang Jihong..."

"Damn, someone who didn't know would think you were the protagonist." Lin Nan cursed in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Zhu Yawen asked.

"Nothing. Just pick one between Wang Jinghua and Chang Jihong. If it's Huayi, sign the contract directly into Wang Jinghua's hands. If it's Chang Jihong, it's the same. Forget about Rong Xinda. This is my advice."

Lin Nan could tell that Zhu Yawen was more inclined towards these three. Wang Jinghua would jump ship next year, but that wouldn't affect anything. Both she and Chang Jihong belonged to the type of agents who work hard without complaint. Rong Xinda should be avoided.

"Hmm, I'll consider it. After all, I'm going to be a junior."

For students at the Film Academy, being a junior is no different from graduating; the sooner you get ahead, the better.

Zhu Yawen treated, the roast duck was good, and its reputation hadn't gone bad yet.

Recently, Dao Lang has started to show signs of exploding in popularity; that hoarse voice can be heard in small street shops.

Zhang the Bearded has recently started playing with the media, saying one moment that the actors are confirmed, and the next that they aren't. Many media people have started scolding him for having no bottom line, but that's exactly the effect he wants.

"Where to next?" Lin Nan had eaten quite a bit, and Zhu Yawen asked.

"Do you have something to do?"

"No."

"Then let's go to the Drama Academy and take a look."

"What are we going there for?" Zhu Yawen was very curious.

"Serious business."

Lin Nan and Zhu Yawen returned to school first, grabbed a bag, and went out again.

"You're even carrying a bag, what are you going to do?"

"Just follow along. I'm handling serious business. You can wander around that school; maybe you'll run into true love."

"Forget it."

Zhu Yawen didn't continue to ask. Anyway, since he was idle, going there would just be for fun.

Director Zhang's Olympic Babies have been selected, and these people are just waiting for the program to be confirmed to start rehearsals.

Lin Nan took the time yesterday to specifically chat with Tang Yan. She is also one of the Olympic Babies. Now that she's on vacation, she hasn't gone home and is waiting for rehearsals at any time.

Lin Nan didn't have any other business looking for her, just to have her help inquire if a certain teacher at the Drama Academy was in today, so he wouldn't make a wasted trip.

The result was very good; this old senior lives in the school, in the faculty and staff area, and happens to be in today.

There were many tourists, and the taxis were quite jammed. By the time they arrived at the Drama Academy, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

The taxi stopped at the gate of the Drama Academy. Through the car window, Lin Nan saw a graceful figure waiting there.