Chapter 462: Professor Lin! Teacher Lin

Lin Nan, dressed in casual attire, drove to the Film Academy.

Approaching graduation season, there were already scattered talent agencies and film and television entertainment companies wandering around the Beijing Film Academy campus.

The students all appeared very restless, and the atmosphere was much noisier.

Because the general environment was no longer what it used to be.

In the past, actors from professional backgrounds could always find a crew; even if they went to Hengdian to be extras, they were at least special extras.

But now it was completely different; there were too many handsome men and beautiful women, the film and television circle and the entertainment circle were severely saturated, and the competition was incomparably fierce.

Often, seniors from previous classes were still running errands or had just become 18th-tier actors, while new, large groups of juniors were coming to compete.

In today's film and television circle, without some background or specialty, or a spirit willing to "sacrifice oneself," one could only run around all day, anxious about the future.

So these companies that could come to the school, even for the slightest opportunity and hope, could make countless ordinary students look forward to them, and even break their heads trying.

Even if these students knew that most of the companies that could come to the school weren't big companies, they were still very content.

"Big companies nowadays all have their own channels.

They sign people with connections, or those with backgrounds, or newcomers who were lucky enough to achieve results, and there are even many newcomers who were signed before entering school..."

Lin Nan parked the car and looked at the long line outside a classroom in the distance, saying with emotion.

He recalled the beginning of 2003, when Wang Jinghua represented Huayi and did such a thing at the Beijing Film Academy; Zhu Yawen even dragged him to the interview.

Lin Nan checked his watch; it was only 8:40, no rush.

He simply went to the side to take a look, "Which company is this, with such a big turnout?"

"Tang Ren, obviously. They notified us yesterday, and the interviews started at 8:00 this morning. I heard the chairman is inside."

A boy with a buzz cut said carelessly, obviously not recognizing Lin Nan.

Some students nearby had already noticed something was wrong, looking at Lin Nan, both excited and nervous.

"Oh, Cai Yinong."

As he spoke, Lin Nan turned and walked towards the directing department.

Behind him, he could hear the students arguing from afar:

"Are you stupid? Didn't you recognize him? That's Lin Dao Nan..."

"What did I miss? I should have recommended myself!"

"Chen Yao, you're smiling so happily, is the interview result good?"

Directing department large classroom.

Lin Nan arrived at 8:50; there were only a few students wandering outside, among them Han Jia.

"Lin Dao."

"Lin Dao."

Someone saw Lin Nan and greeted him; Han Jia then looked up, her face instantly filled with joy, and she ran over.

"Senior Brother Lin, you finally arrived."

"I didn't arrive late, what's the situation inside?" Lin Nan asked with a smile.

"Teacher Tian is sitting in the middle, Old Jiang is on the side; there are only 22 students in total, including full-time and in-service, but 12 professors came."

Han Jia decisively wrinkled her face, full of resentment.

"Oh, that's not many. When I was defending my thesis, the tiered classroom for over two hundred people had more than a quarter of the seats filled.

Including professors from the directing department and other departments, more than thirty came, which was more than three times the number of students defending."

Looking at Lin Nan's earnest recollection, Han Jia suddenly felt that he was really asking for a beating.

There wasn't a single word of showing off, but every word was indeed showing off.

"Hehe, we can't compare to you, Lin Dao."

"You are the pride of the directing department, the weapon used by teachers to strike at other students, 'Look at Lin Nan, and how come you...'"

Han Jia mimicked Old Jiang's tone, sounding sarcastic.

"Haha, alright, let's go in." Lin Nan was amused.

Seeing Lin Nan behind Han Jia, the eyes of all the students in the large classroom widened involuntarily.

He really came?!

The professors in the front row of the directing department were also very enthusiastic.

"She's waiting for you outside."

"Sit here."

Lin Nan first greeted Tian Zhuangzhuang, who smiled and nodded, "Don't be in a hurry to leave after the morning session ends."

"Mm, I know, Teacher."

Lin Nan sat down carelessly on the far edge of the first row, next to Old Jiang.

He had just glanced at the other students, including their producers or cinematographers and the like.

Among them were many old hands in the circle, just not very famous. Of course, that was relative to Lin Nan.

Sure enough, people who could run to the Beijing Film Academy directing department for a master's degree wouldn't lack connections in the circle.

At nine o'clock, the defense officially began.

This session was all short films, none exceeding thirty-five minutes; the longest was Han Jia's 32 minutes and 43 seconds.

That's right, those who could directly use a feature film as their graduation play were either like Lin Nan or like Zhao Wei—all had capital and connections.

Han Jia's order was very early; around 11 o'clock, it was her turn.

When the short film officially played, the big "Producer: Lin Nan" on the opening credits was exceptionally conspicuous.

Old Jiang nudged him with his elbow, and Lin Nan looked over.

He saw that on the form in front of Old Jiang, the scores for each item in Han Jia's column were already starting at "9.5 points"—knowing that the full score was only 10 points.

At this moment, it was truly so naked.

When the graduation thesis appeared on the projector, the supervisor column was still very conspicuous: it was Lin Nan's name.

The most eye-catching thing was that the thesis basis column wrote *The Taking of Tiger Mountain*—the 2.053 billion box office *The Taking of Tiger Mountain*!

All the students knew that this year's outstanding graduate was none other than Han Jia.

The morning defense ended, and Lin Nan's errand was completed; he and Han Jia didn't need to come in the afternoon.

"Senior Brother Lin, I originally wanted to treat you to a meal, but now it seems..."

Han Jia glanced at Tian Zhuangzhuang and Old Jiang next to Lin Nan and chuckled.

"You can't escape this meal; let's change it to another day."

"Mm, okay."

After saying that, Han Jia turned and walked towards the parking direction, where her Ferrari was, bought with the salary from *The Taking of Tiger Mountain*.

"Let's go, a big meal is prepared at the small canteen."

Tian Zhuangzhuang rarely made a joke.

This meal was very grand.

Besides Lin Nan and Tian Zhuangzhuang, there were also the deputy secretary of the Film Academy, the deputy dean, the deputy dean of the Performance Academy... basically, all were senior management.

"Holding a position in the academy, rather than a secondary department like the Directing Department or Performance Academy, what do you think?"

Halfway through the meal, the deputy secretary began to seek Lin Nan's opinion.

"It doesn't involve professional courses, just electives or general courses, right?"

"Yes, you can choose from these courses; the class time and number of hours can be decided by yourself. This way it's easy and won't delay your career. If there are any other problems in the industry, the school can also help."

The matter of staying at the school had been talked about for many years, and today the words had reached this point; Lin Nan had no reason to disagree.

"Okay."

Hearing Lin Nan's affirmative answer, smiles appeared on the faces of the people present; they had finally nailed it!

"Then let's handle the procedures in the next two days? Before the end of the year, the establishment and title will be handled for you. Starting from the beginning of next year, you can take office, Professor Lin."

Several leaders were all in a hurry to "secure the bag," which made Lin Nan feel both funny and creepy.

"Haha, okay."

After Liu Yifei returned in the afternoon and heard Lin Nan talk about the day's events, she couldn't stop laughing.

"Hahaha, Lin Dao, Teacher Lin, Professor Lin...

Lin Nan, I really can't imagine you standing on the podium lecturing seriously. Haha, you're killing me..."

Liu Yifei sat on Lin Nan's lap, hugging Lin Nan's neck, burying her head in his shoulder, laughing until she was twitching.

"Can't imagine it? When I start teaching next year, you can go and audit it, and you'll know. Besides, who says lecturing must be serious?

I can completely stand on the stage and brag and chat; just based on the fact that I've made so many films, been to so many film festivals, and have rich experience and knowledge..."

Lin Nan held Liu Yifei's waist and said lightly.

"Teacher Lin..."

The soft, glutinous voice circled in Lin Nan's ears, making him unable to bear it; his bones were about to melt.

"Xixi, don't mess around."

"I just want to tell you that as a teacher, you must have the appearance of a teacher. The female students nowadays don't have fewer thoughts than those in the circle!"

Liu Yifei sat up straight, fluttering her watery eyes and looking face-to-face with Lin Nan, less than ten centimeters apart.

"I don't even know what to say about you. Sometimes you're incredibly silly, sometimes you're incredibly clever. Remember, just like now, there is only you in my eyes!"

Lin Nan held Liu Yifei's face and said very seriously.

Then he was suddenly bumped into by Liu Yifei, forehead against forehead... it hurt a little, but she was laughing very happily.

"So silly."

"Not allowed to call me silly."

Jiang Xuerou made the casting list for *The Journey of Flower* public on the Lin Nan Film Weibo.

The media reported it immediately, and the film and television circle also paid attention.

Everyone saw Zhao Liying, who was ranked first on the finalized list.

Sure enough, a female-led xianxia drama produced by Lin Nan Film was destined to be a project for boosting people, and the female lead would definitely be their own artist.

"There really is a lot of meat and few wolves! They can just casually produce a female-led xianxia drama to boost their own people, and it's supported by first-tier young actor Wallace Huo, and there's also Jiang Xin..."

"Four signed people, and three have been arranged at once, and they are all their own projects."

"The remaining one, Especially Reba, has an even better fate! The female lead in the 900 million box office *Space Traveler*, a cameo in the 1.4 billion box office *Bad Genius*... I just don't know what resources will be arranged next?"

The film and television circle was buzzing with discussion, and most actors were envious and sour. The resource situation of Lin Nan Film really couldn't be compared by other companies.

"Female-led xianxia drama, Zhao Liying!"

Yang Mi looked at the news online, feeling a bit uncomfortable. The drama she filmed last year, *Swords of Legends*, was also just a female lead, not a female-led drama; the gap between this was no less than that between a protagonist and a supporting role.

"It's only been a few years, and she's about to catch up to me?"

Yang Mi remembered very clearly that when Zhao Liying left Huayi and signed with Shanhai Media, she was really just a third-tier, bottom-of-the-barrel small actor.

And now, signed to Shanhai Media for exactly 3 years, the *Four Great Constables* series, *Breakup Buddies*, *The Journey of Flower*... four films, one female-led drama...

"If it goes on like this, won't even that Especially Reba catch up?"

Yang Mi muttered to herself, and Zeng Jia on the side shook her head, interrupting her:

"How could that Especially Reba? She's busy graduating this year.

Even if she has a chance to enter the first tier, she still needs to accumulate for at least several years; there aren't that many shortcuts for her in the film and television circle and the entertainment circle!"

Tomorrow, should I just take a day off?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 463 =====