Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 148 146. The hurricane fanned by the little wings of the golden lion

"Do you really want to go back? Don't you want to go to my winery?"

Ji Fa looked at Chen Li'an who was packing his luggage with some reluctance. He was so moved yesterday that he was going to pack his things and run away today. This bitch was so irresponsible.

Chen Li'an put down the clothes in his hands, turned around and said, "I still have a lot of things to deal with in the country. Let's go when I have time after I finish my work."

Seeing what Chen Li'an said, Ji Fa turned his eyes to Bai Qing again, with pleading in his beautiful blue eyes.

Bai Qing packed her things unmoved, without even looking at her. If she stayed, who knew what would happen.

"You two are so heartless!" Ji Fa sat down on the bed angrily, rolling around like a frivolous golden lady, and her fair-skinned waist was particularly eye-catching with the rolling movements.

After last night's small touch, Ji Fa seemed to have taken off all his pretense, now more like a lonely child than the mature and intellectual manager.

Chen Li'an looked at the clothes that Ji Fa was holding under his body, stretched out his hand to pull them out and said angrily: "If you are bored, just come with us. Why do you have to go to your winery?"

Hearing Chen Li'an's words, Ji Fa stopped rolling and said pitifully: "My gallery cannot do without me, and the summer auction is about to start. I don't have that much time."

Chen Li'an rolled his eyes and said, "Then you asked us to go to your winery and pick grapes ourselves?"

"It's okay. It's the picking season now, and we can make wine together. It's fun!" Ji Fa lay on the bed with her legs crossed and looked at Chen Li'an with bright eyes. Her toes wrapped in stockings were as bright as grapes. Transparent.

Chen Li'an looked at it for several times before turning his head and saying, "I'm not going to have fun!"

"Hmph, I won't go if I don't go!" Ji Fa sat up suddenly and shouted angrily: "Don't beg me next time!"

Please give me a head! It’s you who begs!

Naturally, Chen Li'an would not disrupt his plans just because of Ji Fa's soft words, and still boarded the plane back to China that afternoon.

On the plane, Bai Qing was in a particularly good mood. Maybe he missed his hometown after being abroad for so long. He pulled the sleepy Chen Li'an and chatted non-stop.

However, this excitement did not last long. Not long after Bai Qing spoke, he fell asleep on Chen Li'an's shoulder.

Chen Li'an looked at the sleeping Bai Qing, carefully pushed the hair scattered on her face behind her ears, and then slowly fell asleep.

More than ten hours later, when the plane was still hovering over Beijing, the news that Chen Li'an won the Golden Lion Award in Venice had spread among people through the morning newspapers.

"Chen Li'an? It feels like a familiar name. He has won the Golden Lion Award for all the movies he has made."

At the door of Nortel, a little freshman girl who knew everything but didn't know much about it looked at the eye-catching headlines in the newspaper and said to herself curiously.

The boss who announced the stop took a look and said calmly: "Painting."

"There is a Golden Lion Award for painting? Isn't this just for making movies?"

The little girl curiously picked up the newspaper. Before she could read it, she heard the bell ringing from the Nortel campus. She immediately grabbed the newspaper and hurriedly threw out the fifty cents and ran to the school.

The newsstand owner happily put away the fifty cents, read the introduction about Chen Li'an in the newspaper, smacked his lips and glanced at the little girl who was hurriedly going to class, and said to himself: "We are all in the same school, and everyone is I won an award abroad, but you’re still late for class.”

On Nortel's campus, Huang Lei, who had just become a teacher, was standing at the door of the classroom with a lesson plan under his arm. He saw Zuo Xiaoqing, a freshman in his class, running like a crazy rabbit.

"What are you doing? I didn't know why I should have come earlier." Huang Lei said with a straight face like a teacher.

Zuo Xiaoqing suddenly panicked and covered his raised bangs and said, "I'm sorry, Teacher Huang, I was just delayed buying a newspaper outside."

"What newspaper should I buy?! There's class, don't you know? Come in quickly." Huang Lei looked at the newspaper in Zuo Xiaoqing's hand, reached for it and took a look. He immediately saw a familiar name and was stunned for a moment.

Chen Li'an? Venice Golden Lion? Isn’t it closed yet? No, when did Chen Li'an become a director? !

Huang Lei's mind didn't turn around for a while. He knew that Chen Li'an was Nortel's most mysterious student, not to mention that his role had been cut off before.

Zuo Xiaoqing looked at the newspaper he had just bought that was still warm with a sad face, and walked into the classroom dejectedly.

Outside the classroom, Huang Lei read the news in the newspaper. It took him a long time to realize that it was the Golden Lion Award from the Venice Art Biennale. He was so scared that he thought it was the Golden Lion Award from the Film Festival.

Huang Lei breathed a sigh of relief, and then suddenly woke up. The Golden Lion Award at the art exhibition seemed to be more powerful than the film festival! This matter must be shared with Teacher Li. All his students have won the Golden Lion Award!

He still had to communicate with the school. This was a big deal. Huang Lei put away the newspaper and was about to walk to the office. Halfway through, he realized that he still had classes.

Forget it, it won’t matter if you delay it for a while!

Zuo Xiaoqing, who had just entered the classroom, sat next to his classmate Sun Li and couldn't help complaining: "Teacher Huang is so cruel, and he even took my newspaper away."

Sun Li glanced at Huang Lei, who had disappeared at the door of the classroom, and then asked boldly: "What newspaper did you buy? I have already told you that you have to go out to have breakfast in the cafeteria."

"I can't get used to it." Zuo Xiaoqing explained, then suddenly remembered something, took Sun Li's arm and asked: "Yesterday you told me that there was a very powerful senior in the sophomore year. What was his name? Is it called Chen Li'an?"

"Huh? Why do you suddenly ask this?" Sun Li squinted at Zuo Xiaoqing and said with a meaningful expression: "You are not interested in the senior, are you? I advise you to give up. I heard that he didn't even come. There were lessons in school.”

Seeing that Sun Li misunderstood Zuo Xiaoqing, he immediately explained: "No, don't talk nonsense. I just saw it in the newspaper and won the Golden Lion Award!"

"What? Golden Lion Award?!" Sun Li shouted in surprise, then suddenly reacted and covered her mouth and glanced outside the classroom. She breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't find Huang Lei and pulled Zuo Xiaoqing and asked: " Did you read that correctly? Is it true or false?"

"Really, but before I finished reading, the newspaper was taken away by Teacher Huang." Zuo Xiaoqing said angrily, having some opinions about Huang Lei in his heart.

Sun Li was also a little regretful. She finally had gossip about the mysterious senior, but why was the newspaper still taken away?

I heard that the real person is very handsome, but I don’t know if there is a photo printed in the newspaper.

The photos were naturally printed, but the quality of newspapers these days was worrying, and the printed photos were worse than sketches.

The 94th performance class on the same floor as the 95th grade performance class is also lively now. Huang Lei was holding a newspaper and talking to Li Keji about Chen Li'an, surrounded by students from the performance class.

Li Keji looked at the very unclear photo in the newspaper, clicked the Golden Lion trophy in Chen Li'an's hand with some emotion and said: "Golden Lion Award, this is the youngest winner of our school."

"Not just our school, but also the youngest in the country, and maybe the youngest winner in the world." Huang Lei added next to him, suddenly feeling that the gap between people was a bit big.

When I was a teacher at Nortel at a young age, I thought I was very powerful. But now when I compare with Chen Li'an, I feel like I am on a par with heaven and earth.

Not only Huang Lei felt this way, but the students in Grade 94 also felt the same way, and they all felt a great sense of unreality towards this classmate who had never come to class.

Are my classmates so awesome? My classmate I have never met before, come back quickly and bring us your Golden Lion Award to touch!

Li Keji glanced at his group of students, and then remembered to report the matter quickly, so he said: "You can practice this class by yourself."

After that, he and Huang Lei went out together.

After the teacher left, the students in the class immediately started a heated discussion. Everyone unanimously focused on Jin Qiaoqiao and asked curiously: "Quietly, haven't you made a movie with him before? What is he like?" Someone?"

"Yes, quietly, please tell us."

"Do you have his contact information? How about we invite him out to play when he returns to China? I haven't seen what the Golden Lion Award looks like."

Jin Qiaoqiao was also confused at this time. How could that annoying guy still win the Golden Lion Award? She seemed to have forgotten to ask for her contact information when she was angry.

But now looking at the envious eyes of her classmates, Jin Qiaoqiao would not say it. How should she say that she was stupid and made a fool of others?

In the crowd, Jiang Qingqing looked at Jin Qiaoqiao who was smiling and saying nothing. She couldn't help but pulled the hand of her best friend Chen Zihan and said, "Do you feel it's magical?"

Chen Zihan was stunned for a moment and replied in a low voice: "It's more than just magic. I couldn't remember what he looked like. Now that this happened suddenly, I remembered it immediately, and it's very clear!"

Jiang Qingqing also nodded. She felt the same way. Chen Li'an's appearance in her memory was almost blurry, but now it became extremely clear.

Today's Nortel suddenly became lively, almost everyone was talking about the mysterious alumnus, and the school leaders and teachers were also worried at this time.

Normally, if someone from the school wins the Golden Lion Award, no, even the Silver Lion Award is worthy of celebration and publicity, but the problem now is that Chen Li'an won the Golden Lion Award in an art exhibition, which has nothing to do with the school.

Is this propaganda or not propaganda? If I promote it, will I be ridiculed by other schools?

What does the art award they receive have to do with your Nortel!

As Chen Li'an's class teacher, Li Keji looked at several leaders and said: "Propaganda must be done. No matter what, these are students of our school. This also brings glory to the school."

"That's right, we can't ignore the achievements of students." Dean Liu Guodian confirmed Li Keji's statement, then turned to Li Keji and said: "However, we must also pay attention to the impact. Students have their own hobbies and achievements. Excellent results are worthy of encouragement, but you can’t neglect your own major studies!”

Li Keji smiled bitterly and nodded, understanding what the dean meant. If a student from the acting department "doesn't do his job" and engages in art all day long, and even wins awards, but has no achievements in performance, then the school is not a joke.

After Liu Guodian finished speaking, he said with some seriousness: "At the same time, we should also pay attention to the development of students. If there is a suitable opportunity, we should also ask him to exercise more and strive to win a film festival award as soon as possible. Otherwise, those old fritters at Central Academy of Fine Arts will definitely Coming to rob someone."

Li Keji was stunned for a moment and said, "No way, Chen Li'an is a student of our school, how can they rob it?"

Liu Guodian knocked on the table and said: "This kind of thing is not impossible. Anyway, you have to pay more attention to it, otherwise you will end up helping others to train."

What Liu Guodian said is really not just a casual comment. This kind of thing is really possible.

At this moment, several professors from Central America saw the news reports today and got together to discuss whether to apply to the Ministry of Education to transfer Chen Li'an to their school.

"Why didn't this kid come to apply for CAFA in the first place? Instead of going to some film school! Otherwise, the honor of this Golden Lion Award would be ours."

"Don't you just say that? Ask Lao Yang later, invite Chen Li'an out, and ask him if he is willing to come to CAFA to further his studies. I will personally take him!"

"Why are you here! He is a sophomore this year. If you want to take care of him, I will take care of him!"

"Are you good at your level? Let me do it. His painting style is closer to mine!"

The office of CAFA was so noisy that everyone seemed to have forgotten that Chen Li'an was still a student of CAFA, but they didn't care about such a small problem. Can Nortel compete with CAFA?

Chen Li'an, who had just gotten off the plane at the Beijing Airport, didn't know that he was now the center of the conversation, nor did he know that his award had caused quite a stir.

He was just annoyed and thinking about why he told Gong Li in advance that he was going back to China today. Who would have thought that she would come to pick him up.

I told her not to come, so why did she come anyway? My good sister is disobedient and needs education.

Fortunately, Meiren Chen was filming somewhere else, otherwise she would probably have come to pick her up at the airport.

Chen Li'an stood in the corner of the exit, looking at Gong Li who was wearing sunglasses outside, and said to Bai Qing with a headache: "How about we go separately? It won't be easy to go back."

Bo Qing glanced at Gong Li in the distance, without any change in expression, took Chen Li'an's arm and pulled him out without any explanation.

"Oh, let go, you're pulling so hard." Chen Li'an shouted, but in fact he didn't struggle at all. Isn't it normal for good friends to come to pick him up at the airport?

It's not a Shura field, so what are you afraid of? The worst that can happen is that we won't be friends anymore. The main theme is a heart of stone and a heartless character!

Gong Li at the airport pick-up port looked at Bai Qing who was looking at Chen Li'an's arm. Her eyes flashed under her sunglasses. She thought this little girl was very interesting and seemed to be declaring her sovereignty.

It was a very interesting meeting. I suddenly became excited.

(Today is 520. The author is single. He doesn’t want Chen Li’an to have such a happy life, so he should target him! I will update one chapter first, and there will be another chapter later.)