Rhapsody of Entertainment Rebirth

After arriving in the magic city from their hometown, the family began to prepare for Shanhe to start school.

Xie Meiyu and Qu Ling spent the whole morning shopping and returned to the small foreign building with a suitcase.

Shanhe took the suitcase from his mother at the entrance of the hospital, "Mom, Aunt Qu, why did you bring back a suitcase when you went shopping? Don't you have it at home?"

"The one at home is too old. You are going to Beijing Film Academy this time. You can't be too shabby. You are a celebrity and you can't be laughed at!" Xie Meiyu replied casually.

"There are also underwear and a few sets of clothes that your mother bought for you in the suitcase. Xiaohe still has to take care of his image in school. He asked Yangliu to go to the capital with you, but you didn't let him!" Qu Ling also said to Shanhe He ordered.

Shan He touched his forehead and said, "I know, Aunt Qu, I will pay attention to it. I don't think there will be much business here in the first year. Yang Liu should help you in the company! Let's talk about it if anything happens."

"Okay! You should pay more attention to taking care of yourself. By the way, how much of "Under the Zhengyang Gate" have you written?"

"It will probably take two or three months before the first draft comes out. I can't write the manuscript in my hometown, so I haven't written much!" Shanhe replied.

"Why don't you ask your father to accompany you to the capital tomorrow? After registering, let him come back by himself!" Xie Meiyu looked at her son reluctantly.

Shanhe smiled at his mother and responded: "Mom, our family has a home in the capital. We are so familiar with each other. There is no need for my father to make another trip. I will go to Zizhuyuan's house to clean it and talk to the locals in the capital. There’s no difference!”

Xie Meiyu nodded, sighed, and said to Qu Ling: "As children grow older, they will have more and more ideas. We all have to listen to him!"

Shanhe looked at his mother, picked up the suitcase and walked into the room quickly.

After a while, Qiu Chuxi rushed in with Doudou, "Brother, don't forget the agreement we made back home, I've written it all down in my notebook!"

Shanhe touched Doudou who came over to him, and replied without raising his head: "As long as you do what you say, and your grades will actually improve, your brother and I have never told lies!"

"Hey, brother, just watch out. This time I will give you a counterattack by a super invincible young beautiful girl. It's time for you, especially my mother, to see what the miracle of beautiful girls is!"

After listening to his sister's declaration, Shanhe looked up and looked at Qiu Chuxi who was in a state of self-excitement speechlessly, and grinned. With such a living treasure at home, his parents would probably not be able to relax!

The next day, Shanhe boarded a flight to the capital with his family watching him.

On the second day after arriving in the capital, Shanhe went to the Chinese Department of Beijing University and found an admissions teacher to apply for admission in advance. He had to complete the credits through self-study before he could graduate from here.

On September 1st, Shanhe dragged his suitcase to the gate of Beijing Film Academy.

At this time, Beiying was full of handsome men and beautiful women, and all kinds of cars filled the two streets outside the main entrance of Beiying.

Everywhere you can see families with their children passing by.

Shanhe also saw a few reporters in the crowd. He tightened the peaked cap on his head and walked into the gate of Beijing Film Studio as quietly as possible.

After entering the Beiying campus, Shanhe relaxed. Following the flow of people in front, he saw several large red tents standing on the playground. This should be the registration office, right?

Shanhe followed a family of three to the tent. There was a row of tables and chairs in the tent, with several male and female students sitting behind them. There were several stacks of A4-sized registration forms and registration information stacked on the table.

A familiar round-faced girl shouted loudly: "This is the registration service desk of the Performance Department. Parents and classmates will each get a registration form and precautions. If you don't understand, you can ask the welcoming students outside. Everyone comes in order. !”

This is the territory of the acting department, no wonder it all looks familiar!

Shanhe withdrew from the team and dragged his suitcase to the next tent.

Wearing a peaked cap and dragging a suitcase alone made Shanhe a bit special among the freshmen. Just as he was about to find someone to ask where to register for the directing department, several men and women came towards him.

"Classmate, which department are you from? Do you need help?" A clear female voice sounded in Shanhe's ears.

Shanhe raised his head and looked at several male and female students outside the performance department tent. Needless to say, they were the newcomers to the performance department.

"I am majoring in directing. Where is the registration place for directing?"

"Director!" The girl who spoke out looked at Shanhe seriously for a while, "Are you Shanhe?"

The girl's words attracted everyone's attention.

The news that Shanhe came to study in the directing department of Beijing Film Academy was known to almost everyone in Beijing Film Academy. Shanhe was considered to be the most famous student before enrolling in Beijing Film Academy.

It's not unusual to be recognized.

"Hello Shanhe, I am Che Xiao from Beijing Film Academy's 00-level vocational class. I will take you to the registration location for the directing department!" the girl said to Shanhe enthusiastically.

The two boys on the other side enthusiastically took Shanhe's luggage while introducing themselves, "Shanhe, we are all fans of your books. My name is Zhou Yiwei, and his name is Zhang Songwen. We are both level 00." Acting students in vocational classes!”

After hearing this, Shanhe raised his head and looked at the two boys. Zhou Yiwei looked familiar, Zhang Songwen was impressed by him, and Gao Qiqiang, Shanhe was so hot before he was reborn!

At this time, Zhang Songwen didn't have Gao Qiqiang's aura, he was still a fair-faced and gentle boy.

"Shanhe, I really like "We Are Young People". Let's send you there to sign up. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask us for help. We are really your fans!"

Shanhe nodded and thanked the three seniors, "I'm sorry to bother you, thank you, seniors and sisters, for your help!"

"I can't afford it, I can't afford it! We are in higher vocational classes, not seniors!" The three of them led Shanhe towards the auditorium.

"There are few people in the directing department and there is no help desk. You can just go to the admissions teacher to sign up." Zhou Yiwei introduced Shanhe as he walked.

Che Xiao asked curiously from the side: "Shanhe, I heard that the Chinese Department of Peking University also specially recruited you to enroll. Why did you come to Beijing Film Academy to report?"

"I have already registered for Peking University, but I need to complete my self-study credits before I can graduate. The Directing Department of Beijing Film Academy is my major, and I have to live on campus for a long time!" Shanhe explained simply.

The three of them looked at the mountains and rivers in amazement, "I'll go!" Don’t go to Beijing University, come to Beijing Film Academy, it’s awesome!

Shanhe followed the three of them into the small auditorium and saw Wang Hongwei, a teacher of the directing department, in the hall.

Shan He walked up and said hello to Wang Hongwei, "Hello, Teacher Wang!"

Wang Hongwei raised his head and looked at Shanhe, "Shanhe, you are here. Sign up quickly. Someone will take you to the dormitory soon. We have few people in the directing department, so you may have to live with classmates from other majors."

"Okay, then you're busy, I'm going to sign up!"

The conversation between Shanhe and Wang Hongwei focused the attention of everyone in the hall on Shanhe.

Shanhe could even hear the parents of several new students telling their children, "Look, you are a classmate of a nationally famous writer. You need to have a good relationship with them and learn more from them. It will be of great help to you in the future!"

Shanhe smiled softly, turned to Zhang Songwen and the others and said, "Thank you, I'm going to sign up!"

On Monday, Wei handed over a note for new students and said to Shanhe: "Shanhe, it has our contact information. We will come to you next time to ask for your signature!"

Shanhe took the paper and responded jokingly: "No problem, senior and senior's words are helpful!"

The three of them left with laughter.

Shanhe looked at the backs of the three of them, thinking that the Beiying Vocational School was so awesome that there was a monster. It seems that Huang Bo also graduated from the Beiying Vocational School. He just couldn't remember the year he enrolled in the school. He didn't know how to get along with him. You must be a classmate!

"Classmate Shanhe, come here and register!" The words of the admissions teacher brought Shanhe out of his daze.

Shanhe started to fill in the information and pay the tuition according to the registration process.

The tuition fees of art colleges are much higher than those of other universities, and the film and television ones are the highest. Families with poorer backgrounds simply cannot afford a Beijing Film Academy student.

It is almost impossible to see children from poor families in schools like Beijing Film Academy.

These handsome men and beautiful women are all dressed in the latest fashion. If they were not writers, with Shanhe's appearance and dress, they would be a diaosi among them.

After registering and paying tuition, Shanhe and three student families followed the seniors from the literature department to the student dormitory.

"Your directing department has a total of four dormitories, all on the second floor. There are six people in each dormitory, and there are some students from other majors in the middle! In principle, freshmen and sophomores are not allowed to sleep outside. If there are special circumstances, you have to report to the department. Report!" the senior introduced to the freshmen along the way.

"The building in front is the undergraduate male dormitory, the short building in the back is the dormitory for graduate students and some lecturers, and the female dormitory is across the road!"

Shanhe found his name on the door on the right hand side at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

Some classmates had already arrived in the room first. Shanhe walked into the dormitory and found his name on the lower bunk by the window.

He looked at his accommodation environment and found that it was better than expected. There were three high and low beds on both sides, and a row of wardrobe compartments were placed in the empty space. Each compartment had a name marked on the door.

What surprised Shanhe was that there was a balcony in the dormitory with a clothes-drying rod hanging on it. It had a good view and plenty of light.

He put his suitcase on the bed and stuffed the suitcase into the cupboard.

Several pairs of parents in the house were packing luggage and daily necessities for their children.

The uncle opposite looked at Shanhe who was alone, and asked with a smile: "Classmate, you came here by yourself? Are you from the capital?"

"Yes, my parents are busy, and I'm from Fujian Province!" Shanhe replied.

"Then your parents are very generous. They asked you to come all the way by yourself. Go downstairs and turn right. There is a small supermarket where you can buy daily necessities, such as washbasins, straw mats, etc.!" The uncle reminded Shan Hedao enthusiastically, "This is my son, Chen Jingming from the Literature Department!"

"Hello, uncle and aunt, hello, classmate Chen Jingming, I will be my roommate from now on, my name is Qiu Shanhe! You guys are busy, I will buy daily necessities first!" Shanhe walked out of the dormitory after saying this.

Chen Jingming looked at Shan He's back and was stunned. What did he say his name was just now? I went to Qiushanhe, and Shanhe actually shared a dormitory with me!

"Jing Ming, why are you so stunned! Take out the toothbrush and towel from your bag!"

Chen Jingming came back to his senses, "Mom and Dad, do you know who that classmate just now is? Qiu Shanhe, Shanhe, that genius writer, let me go, I, a literature major, can actually share a dormitory with a writer, it's incredible!"

Chen Jingming's words stopped everyone in the room, and all three families started talking.

The three people in the vocational class on the other side were also talking about the mountains and rivers.

"Boss Zhang, how does it feel for a literary young man like you to meet an idol?" Zhou Yiwei asked Zhang Songwen with a smile.

Zhang Songwen pushed Zhou Yiwei away, "What idol? I am a fan of Shanhe. The word idol is not suitable for literature. It is too frivolous. We want to be a strong person in Yiwei Yiwei. Shanhe is a strong person!"

Zhang Songwen is the oldest student in the 00-level performance vocational class. He has been involved in society for several years. He is the monitor and a member of the student union in the courtyard, and he takes good care of his classmates.

Che Xiao chatted at the side: "He looks much more handsome than what appears in newspapers and TV, and he has a gentle and elegant temperament, and he is also very easy-going!"

"He is quite easy-going and does not seem arrogant. I originally read his reports and thought he should be quite arrogant!" Zhou Yiwei nodded in agreement.

Zhang Songwen glanced at the two classmates, "Those who have the ability hide their pride in their hearts, and only half a bucket of water can make them awesome! Why do I admire Shanhe so much? He is talented and has a lot of righteousness! You don't I’ve been around in society, but now everyone puts interests first, and there are fewer and fewer righteous people!”

"You said if we invited him to dinner to get acquainted, would he give face?" Zhou Yiwei turned around and asked.

"Probably not!" Che Xiao shook his head and said, "We are not on the same level as others, there is a huge difference!"

"Not necessarily. I feel like he still has a good impression of us. I must get his signature anyway!" Zhang Songwen replied as he walked.