Huayu: It's normal for me, as a director, to mentor young actresses, right?

Chapter 24 Everyone is an actor

"Hey, you old thief, you really haven't given up your thieving ways." Before Lin Yu could even see what it was, Wang Jinsong had already rushed forward, snatched it, and tore it to shreds.

Seeing the dean's reaction, Lin Yu immediately understood.

Another new application form for changing majors. It just goes to show that Professor Tian really hasn't forgotten his original aspirations.

"You're such a selfish teacher!" Tian Zhuangzhuang glared angrily, slamming her hand on the table. "Do you think I'm trying to steal your student? I'm doing this so he can build a solid foundation for better future prospects! The directing department is where he truly belongs!"

"Heh, you've gotten shameless as you get older." Wang Jinsong rolled up his sleeves. "If you want to snatch a disciple, then bring it on. You're acting like you're so noble."

Lin Yu stood aside, watching the two teachers argue, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Indeed, being too outstanding can be a sin.

"Good disciple, you go first," Wang Jinsong suddenly turned around and waved to Lin Yu, "Don't get blood splattered all over you later."

Lin Yu hesitated. If he ran away now, would he be accused of desertion?

"Alright, you can go back now," Tian Zhuangzhuang waved to him, her tone softening. "Build up your team yourself. I'll give you the script after I've finished revising it. Be ready to start filming anytime."

Seeing that both teachers wanted him to leave first, Lin Yu didn't hesitate any longer and decisively retreated: "Then, Teacher Wang and Teacher Tian, ​​I'll be going now. You two can continue your conversation..."

After saying that, he left this place of trouble without looking back.

As Lin Yu left, the tense atmosphere in the office instantly dissipated.

Tian Zhuangzhuang sat back down in his chair and lit another cigarette: "This kid is still pretty arrogant at heart."

"So what if he's a bit crazy?" Wang Jinsong also took a cigarette from the cigarette case on Tian Zhuangzhuang's table. "If I had his skills, I'd be even crazier than him."

"He has talent," Tian Zhuangzhuang said, exhaling a puff of smoke. "Why don't you give this disciple to me? With proper training, he could become a leading figure in his generation."

"You've really got your eye on this?" Wang Jinsong glared at him. "I just brought it here for you to see. Be careful, or I'll get mad at you."

"If you really give it to me, you can throw any glass in the directing department at you." Tian Zhuangzhuang was indeed interested in talent.

"This kid's temperament and talent are both top-notch," Wang Jinsong flicked his cigarette ash. "I can give him to you, so forget about it."

"Character? How can you tell?" Tian Zhuangzhuang asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Hey, you didn't know this, did you? This kid and Gulnazar were on a date at the library revising the script." Wang Jinsong told Director Tian a piece of news with a smile.

"Gulnazar? The school beauty from the performing arts department this year?" Tian Zhuangzhuang asked curiously.

Wang Jinsong's smile remained unchanged: "It's her. What do you think? Can't you tell that this kid is very reliable?"

"This isn't just being reliable, this is practically a modern-day Liu Xiahui (a legendary figure known for his virtuous conduct)." Tian Zhuangzhuang laughed as well. "Now I want this disciple even more."

"Ha, if you can snatch it, that's your skill." Wang Jinsong waved his hand, not caring at all.

Wang Jinsong and Tian Zhuangzhuang have spent most of their lives working in the film and television industry, and they've seen all kinds of people.

In their eyes, Lin Yu's talent wasn't the best, but his character was far beyond that of ordinary people.

The allure of the entertainment industry far surpasses anything we encounter in our daily lives; sometimes, willpower and character are more important than talent.

Tian Zhuangzhuang suddenly remembered a question as important as the script: "Who do you think he chose to play the roles? He's not really planning to bring a bunch of freshmen with him, is he?"

"Probably not," Wang Jinsong hesitated for two seconds after hearing this, "I told him to come to me if he can't get the casting sorted out."

The two teachers exchanged a glance and fell silent.

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A weak voice broke the silence and oppressive atmosphere.

"Brother Hu, no matter what others do, I, Tangren, have treated you well, haven't I?" Cai Yinong's voice was a little hoarse. She had barely slept these past few days and looked much more haggard.

Looking at the once spirited and powerful woman across from him, Brother Hu felt a mix of emotions. He lowered his head and said softly, "I know, Sister Cai. But this isn't something I can decide."

He knew in his heart that the company had done him a great favor. After the car accident, the company had supported his recovery without regard to cost, giving him time and opportunities.

The company is currently in a period of turmoil, and if I were to propose terminating the contract now, it would only make matters worse.

Li Guoli, who was sitting at the head of the table, remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "Could you tell me who it is?"

This reminded Brother Hu of a phone call he received a few days ago. The person on the other end of the line was very polite, but spoke calmly and resolutely.

"Mr. Hu, we admire your acting skills and hope you can achieve some success in this industry. We suggest you resolve your contract issues as soon as possible. This is not a threat, just a friendly reminder."

"I can't say." Brother Hu shook his head. The information from that phone call absolutely could not be leaked from him.

Li Guoli took a deep breath and turned to look at Cai Yinong: "Even now, you still won't tell me which powerful figure you've offended?"

Cai Yinong gritted her teeth, her nails almost digging into her palms. Every word that Beijing Film Academy student said had come true.

A week ago, the company was thriving and booming; a week later, it has become so precarious.

"What's the big deal!" Cai Yinong slammed his hand on the table. "At worst, we'll just go back to Hong Kong. I don't believe his influence can reach that far!"

"Go back to Hong Kong?" Li Guoli was also furious, slamming his fist on the table. "You're still thinking about going back to Hong Kong? Why did you go north back then? Wasn't it because you couldn't make it in Hong Kong? Do you think you can still get the same position now?"

"You're yelling at me?!" Cai Yinong stood up abruptly, her eyes reddening. "We've weathered many storms together, supporting each other all the way to this point, and now you think I'm the one who's wrong? Are you going to abandon me too?"

Li Guoli suddenly felt a bit absurd. The company was at a critical juncture, so why was he still thinking about these things?

"Yinong, I'm not yelling at you." He sighed, his tone softening. "This company is something we built together, and I don't want to see it collapse like this. Tell me what happened, and we'll figure something out together."

Looking at Li Guoli's tired and worried face, Cai Yinong's anger gradually subsided.

Yes, he has feelings for me.

She slowly sat back in her chair, remained silent for a moment, and finally began to recount the whole story.

From Lin Yu's words in the office to the subsequent series of blows.

After listening, Li Guoli frowned even more deeply. He leaned back in his chair and remained silent for a long time.

"A freshman?" he finally spoke, his voice filled with disbelief. "Are you sure?"