Chapter 36: Art Exam (2)

Practitioners in the art field are relatively unrestrained, and everyone didn't feel that this Xiangjiang director's proposal was too abrupt.

But concerning the annual art exam, Zhang Huijun was still relatively cautious.

He communicated with Tian Zhuangzhuang and Xie Xiaojin: "Why don't we count it as an additional question, and we invite Yimou to join the team of examiners as one of the judges, which can also be considered as giving these little guys some pointers."

Since the principal had spoken, everyone had no objections, and the secretary took the task and hurriedly went to copy the manuscript.

Zhang Jianting and he looked at each other, thinking that today was not in vain, and finally completed the leader's instructions.

Emperor Motion Pictures' road north was far from easy; the King of Hell had to be bribed, and the little ghosts had to be pleased.

As the son-in-law of Li Shoucheng, Zhang Jianting was now responsible for maintaining the relationships in all aspects of Beiping.

"What's going on?" Xie Xiaojin frowned as he looked at the stalemate on the stage.

The one who had the conflict was none other than Seeing Lu Kuan and Liu Zeyu.

The latter had been displeased with Seeing Lu Kuan, who had been leading the pack since the first round, and had been enduring it for half a day, just wanting to steal his scene during the performance segment and deliberately create a conflict.

In the discussion just now, Seeing Lu Kuan's role was a migrant worker who had a stomachache and wanted to go to the bathroom; he would hand his luggage to a girl beside him, and have a plot conflict with the latter, completing the performance part of the two.

As a result, Liu Zeyu snatched it first.

Everyone was a bit dumbfounded; this was fundamentally not the lines and plot they had discussed just now, and if they just stood there blankly, this performance would be ruined.

Wang Jingsong and the others also frowned; they were all old hands who had been immersed in the industry for many years and had served as judges for countless types of performance competitions and exams.

Even Zhang Huijun, whose business was somewhat rusty after becoming principal, could see such obvious scene-stealing.

"Director Xie, the college's ideological and moral education should also be strengthened in the future."

"Yes, Principal."

Zhang Jianting secretly thought it was bad; he didn't expect this kid to be obedient and sensible in front of adults and look smart, but at the critical moment, he grew a pig's brain.

Without this incident, relying on the exam questions he leaked in advance below, standing out in the fourth round wouldn't be a problem.

He almost bit his back teeth, had no choice but to walk to the side and whisper a few words to Zhang Huijun.

Zhang Huijun looked at him with a solemn expression, nodded noncommittally, and didn't give any stance.

Some things can be done but not said; he didn't receive the note and hint from his superiors in advance, so even if he knew Liu Zeyu's identity, he had to pretend he didn't know.

As for the final scoring and results, it was nothing more than coordination and weighing; isn't the "Doctrine of the Mean" what the Chinese are best at?

Zhang Jianting felt a little relieved when he saw his expression; the leader's original intention was not to leave any loose ends, and let him, a Xiangjiang person, quietly lend a helping hand, but now it was all exposed.

However, of the two evils, choose the lesser; ensuring this kid could be admitted was the most important thing.

The stage performance stalled for more than ten seconds, and Seeing Lu Kuan suddenly smiled: "Liu Zeyu, did you drink too much cold water and have a stomachache, and have been farting all morning!"

He pretended to take the luggage from Liu Zeyu's hand, and the non-object performance made Wang Jingsong nod repeatedly; his basic skills could be considered solid.

Everyone also let out a long sigh of relief; this hurdle was finally passed, and they wouldn't be dragged to die together because of this dog thing's deliberate revenge.

Liu Zeyu didn't expect him to react so quickly.

Hearing him scold himself for farting through his lines, he also disdainfully retorted: "Didn't you fart? I don't know what you ate in the morning, and it's so smelly!"

Seeing Lu Kuan learned a piece of authentic Beiping dialect: "What? You smelled all the farts, and you still want the recipe?"

He Yanjiang was the first to laugh out loud, and the actors around the station all laughed, tacitly interpreting the plot of mocking Liu Zeyu as a group.

"This kid is a bit interesting, why didn't he apply for the acting department!" Wang Jingsong said pleasantly surprised.

Four taels to move a thousand catties, using humorous wit to quickly reverse the situation and restore the normal performance order; he would get a high score in this round again.

Tian Zhuangzhuang said: "Don't rush to snatch people; I think this Seeing Lu Kuan performed very well before, and the directing department is still suitable for him."

This fifth-generation director, whose golden ten years of career were banned, was about to pick up the teaching whip, and three years later, he would replace Xie Xiaojin as the department head.

At this time, he was definitely speaking for the directing department.

"Huijun, the student source of this batch is quite good." Zhang Yimou patted his old classmate's flattery without a trace.

Chen Daoming also pointed to Seeing Lu Kuan, who had just responded on the spot: "That young man is very agile."

Zhang Huijun nodded and laughed, obviously very appreciative of Seeing Lu Kuan's rescue just now.

The performance reporting ended, and everyone who went off stage looked at the "rat dropping" Liu Zeyu with hatred; He Yanjiang had a fiery temper, and if they weren't in the exam room, he would have done it.

Liu Zeyu stood aside with sarcasm on his face, a group of mud-legged people, not worthy of being with them.

More than twenty candidates hadn't relaxed for a while before they were all made nervous by a notice from the examiner.

Me? Giving advice on the script of Zhang Yimou's new movie *Hero* with a cost of 30 million USD? Are you crazy?

Seeing Lu Kuan got the script; everyone had 15 minutes of reading preparation time, 5 minutes of discussion time, and 30 minutes of group defense time.

It was still a group interview-style examination, and experienced candidates could often take advantage.

Because everyone's level was about the same, the things they could figure out in a short time were very shallow; if you spoke first, he would have nothing to say, and the last person to speak would be very awkward.

The defense started quickly, and everyone was worried, except for Liu Zeyu, who was full of confidence.

That's right, he was already prepared to mention some small shortcomings, and then praise Old Mouzi's script!

The only female candidate today, Xiao Xiao, spoke first: "The script's completion is not high enough, but one can already see the creator's ambition; the script's plot is ups and downs, full of suspense and surprises, keeping the audience in a tense viewing state."

He Yanjiang took the conversation: "The blind singer is the core of the story; she is entangled in the grievances of her parents and the emotional entanglement between two men; every character in the story has a dual or even multiple identity, evolving into a *Rashomon* about 'conspiracy and love'."

The remaining candidates spoke enthusiastically, but only Liu Zeyu's combination of praise and criticism aroused the interest of Zhang Yimou and others.

Tian Zhuangzhuang nodded repeatedly after hearing him finish; the analysis was very thorough, and the artistry and plot structure of this script indeed had a sense of fragmentation, and whether the main line was an emotional drama or a martial arts drama was also worth discussing.

Zhang Jianting's face looked a little better; this link was finally passed safely, and Liu Zeyu had received his pointers in advance, and the content expressed was not comparable to other candidates in terms of depth and breadth.

"Huijun, still that sentence, this year's student source is too excellent; it seems that the Beijing Film Academy is going to rise under your hands!"

Zhang Yimou wasn't completely flattering this time; no matter which generation of directors, it was their common wish to make the domestic film industry cake bigger.

And the Beijing Film Academy, this cradle of Chinese film talent, played a very critical role in cultivating and guiding young directors.

Xie Xiaojin picked up the microphone and prompted: "Candidates who haven't spoken yet, hurry up, there are 7 minutes left."

Seeing Lu Kuan quietly watched the provocative gaze from Liu Zeyu, who was showing off in front of people, and didn't have the leisure to compete with him, so he stood up leisurely.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 37 =====