"Brother, awesome!"

Jia Chun gave Wang Dalong a thumbs up, "I'm much worse than you. My dad is a third-rate director. My dream is to one day surpass him, win a Best Director Award, and make a box office movie of one billion yuan."

With a long sigh, Jia Chun continued, "I didn't expect that Yanjing Film Academy has no eyes and I don't want me. I'm just asking someone to come here to study. Anyway, I can't compare with you two. One of you is talented and the other has perseverance."

"You have a good father!!"

Gu Qing and Wang Dalong spoke at the same time, and they laughed.

"Which big director is your dad?" Gu Qing asked Jia Chun, "Tell me and see if I recognize you."

"You little director, you may not know, so you'll stop talking."

"No, let's talk about it. Maybe I can be the leading actor in the uncle's movie in the future."

If you can find the relationship with the Magic City Film Academy, it will be a young director who will be a ghost. Gu Qing and Wang Dalong don’t believe it, and maybe they will be an international famous director.

Jia Chun gritted his teeth, as if saying something shameful, and said cruelly: "Okay, then I'll say it. Don't laugh at me, Jia Quan knows?"

Jia Quan!

After hearing this name, Wang Dalong instantly searched for the movies he had watched. In order to take the magic power exam, he watched many movies and was quite familiar with recent generations of directors.

Jia Chun, I should not be an unknown person. He felt that he would definitely know, but he still couldn't think of it for a long time.

No one of the film directors, those who filmed martial arts, those who filmed gun battles, those who filmed military, and those who filmed literary works, were named Jia, directors of TV dramas, palace dramas, special forces, costumes, cities, realistic themes, and anti-Japanese war themes. There was no famous surname Jia.

I couldn't think of it here, but Gu Qing knew it in a few seconds. He clasped his fists and bowed to Jia Chun, laughing and said, "It turns out that it's Uncle Jia and your father, so lucky."

"Do you know? What works have you filmed?" Wang Dalong was uneasy. He didn't even know his performance department. Gu Qing, a composition department, could guess it at once.

This is so unscientific.

And looking at Jia Chun's expression, he probably guessed it.

Gu Qing smiled and said, "Uncle Jia's work, I was fortunate to read it by chance, which gave me a lot of inspiration."

Wang Dalong was stunned. He understood a few seconds later. After saying this, he remembered it. He got up and clasped his fists at Jia Chun, "Good luck."

With a red face, Jia Chun said, "My dad is a literary film, which has artistic value."

"I understand." Gu Qing emphasized.

Jia Quan is one of his life mentors and a person who embarks on his journey of youth.

Speaking of Jia Quan, he was once a first-line film director. Later, after filming the above film, his reputation plummeted. The scale in the film was too large. Not only did the movie be removed from the shelves, he was sentenced by the Directors Association for eight years to no longer direct.

The first-line female artist who played was also banned for a time. Back then, the female artist was also a goddess in the dream of a generation of young people.

Jia Quan is an old director and has not been in director for more than ten years, so Wang Dalong has not guessed it. Gu Qing knew that a classmate secretly showed him in high school. He tossed and turned for several days and couldn't sleep at night.

Jia Chun was almost crying, "I said it, don't say it, you insist on me."

"It's okay, it's actually very good. Unfortunately, I can't see the undeleted version." Seeing Jia Chun's anxious eyes, Gu Qing quickly said seriously: "Cultural issues in various countries, has your father still won the award abroad for this movie?"

"The flowers bloom inside the wall and the fragrance outside the wall is because these people don't have the vision. I support you to surpass your father!"

"I support you too." Wang Dalong pointed his head.

Jia Chun was moved and said to Wang Dalong: "Thank you, Dalong. I plan to make a movie when I graduate. Would you like to be my male lead? Let's go international together."

"Ahem, okay, no problem, it's just that you don't let someone ban me. I'm still young and the road is long."

"It's okay, I won't imitate my dad."

Gu Qing, who was about to ask for a role, kept silent after hearing this. He originally wanted to be a male lead, but now it's boring.

"I'm asleep, I'm going to sleep, and you'll have a military parade tomorrow."

Seeing Gu Qing sleeping, Jia Chun stopped working, "Don't, you haven't told you about your family's situation yet. Dalong and I have confessed."

"My rural family is an orphan and widowed father. I went to participate in the Voice of China to steal the money from my father's bride price. He didn't let me be a star, and asked me to study. That's it."

"Blow you, then where did you get such a high musical literacy?"

“Sent from the system.”

“What system?”

"The rebirth must have golden fingers, each one of them can destroy the world and destroy the planets in minutes, but I am a bit rubbish, so I can only get some songs and novels."

"Hahaha, I almost did it." Jia Chun laughed, "Since you are reborn, do you think I can become a great director in the future? Can the dragon be the best actor?"

Gu Qing closed his eyes and said nonsense: "Yes, I saw that you are a world-renowned director, with a box office of over 10 billion yuan, and the dragon swept the film industry, seven or eight actors joined in, and found a beautiful wife."

"In the original time and space, you are all famous people. I am the only one who misses the streets, writing novels, and receives 600 yuan a month to attend the full attendance."

"I love to hear these words, I lend you a good word." Wang Dalong smiled, "It doesn't matter whether the actor or the actor is not an actor. It's mainly a beautiful daughter-in-law."

Jia Chun clenched his fists, "I will also lend you good words and become a director of 10 billion in the future."

...

The next day, Gu Qing did not pick up garbage anymore, and sat in the audience in camouflage. The students rushed to the football field, their faces full of joy, and there was no sadness of the past when Yi Shuihan went to the execution ground.

Today is the last day of the last military training. After the military parade, the first lesson of the school that is still fresh in memory will be completed.

The school leaders stood on the rostrum, and the teams of each class walked around in a straight line, with everyone proud and passionate fighting spirit.

"Thank you, classmates!"

“Serve the people!”

"Thank you, classmates!"

“Serve the people!”

At this moment, freshmen were using all their strength and their faces were red. The instructor said, on the last day, whoever did not work hard would repair it.

After walking around the football field, the freshmen returned to their original class again. The instructor who had been standing in front of the class for so many days, who was a tall and vicious, was gone.

Not far away, beside the gate of the football field, instructors lined up and stepped onto the car in neat steps, leaving only a blurry back.

There is no farewell or a blessing, and it comes quietly when it comes, and it is silent when it leaves.

Many students turned their heads and looked at it. The eyes turned red and their hearts were empty. They had been together for so many days and suddenly left, and they were a little reluctant to leave.

Although the instructor is fierce, he is still very cute sometimes, teaching singing, playing games, and telling jokes...

Sitting in the audience, Gu Qing looked far away and waved at the instructors with a smile.
Chapter completed!