novellhall Chapter 39: So much about morality?
Chapter 39: So much about morality?
Editor-in-Chief Sun watched Xiao Yu's retreating figure, then slowly picked up a mineral water bottle to moisten his throat.
My throat is a bit dry after talking so much.
Just as he brought the bottle to his lips, he suddenly stopped.
Suddenly he saw a person's back view, which looked very familiar, extremely familiar.
He paused in his drinking motion.
After carefully examining the vehicle, he quickly threw the water aside, picked up his camera and portable microphone, opened the car door, and jumped out.
His movements were even faster than Xiao Yu's earlier.
Wang Zian stood quietly with his hands in his pockets and a mask covering most of his face, waiting for the exam to begin.
"Hello, examinee!"
A voice came from beside his ear.
Wang Zian turned his head and saw a middle-aged man looking at him with a big smile.
The man was probably in his forties or fifties, with sparse hair, wearing a dark-colored windbreaker, with a camera hanging around his neck and a portable microphone in his hand.
His smile was very kind, and his eyes were full of wrinkles.
Wang Zian looked him up and down, and upon seeing the "Today's Petition" logo, he greeted him, "Hello!"
"Hello, I'm a reporter from Today's Headlines. May I interview you?" Editor-in-Chief Sun smiled like a sunflower.
"Uh~~~" Wang Zian hesitated for a moment.
He subconsciously didn't want to be interviewed.
"It won't take up much time, just a few questions!" Editor-in-Chief Sun's smile remained unchanged, his eyes full of sincerity.
"Alright! Ask away!"
Editor-in-Chief Sun held a camera in one hand and handed a microphone to Wang Zi'an with the other.
Are you a test taker this year?
Yes!
Do you think you can pass the test?
"I don't know, let's see how the teacher grades it!"
"If you get accepted, who would you most like to thank?"
"Thank you, Mom and Dad; thank you, country; thank you, myself!"
"Okay, thank you for the interview. I wish you the best of luck on your exam!"
Editor-in-Chief Sun put the microphone away, smiled and nodded at Wang Zi'an, then turned and left.
He walked very fast, almost taking two steps at a time when he got back to the van.
Wang Zian glanced at the back of the figure and felt that this person was a bit strange!
They didn't ask me to show my face, nor did they ask for my name or background; they just asked a few random questions.
I just overheard an interview next to me, and the reporter was practically digging up the student's family background.
Are all the subordinates Zhang Yiming recruited this ethical?
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Editor-in-Chief Sun quickly returned to the car, opened the door, sat down, and then let out a long sigh.
He had been holding his breath all the way to the car, and finally, at this moment, he exhaled it all.
He leaned back in his chair, the excitement in his eyes not yet completely gone.
He didn't misjudge him!
It's that person!
His build, posture, and those phoenix eyes were exactly the same as the ones I saw in the ByteDance cafeteria a few days ago.
The car door was suddenly pulled open.
Xiao Yu crawled in from outside with a camera in his hand, his face slightly red from the wind.
"Editor-in-chief, where were you just now? I saw you running so fast with your recording equipment, I thought something serious had happened!" He put down his camera and asked curiously, "Didn't that student want to be interviewed?"
Editor-in-Chief Sun looked at his young subordinate and suppressed his excitement.
"I just wanted to interview the candidate who caught my eye!" He made up a reason, trying to get away with it.
However, Xiao Yu was somewhat skeptical, but since he couldn't figure out why, he simply gave up.
"I just managed to get a few shots. Guan Xiaotong is indeed a child star; there were a lot of people interviewing him, several layers deep. I squeezed for ages and only managed to get a shot of his profile." He was somewhat discouraged.
"Looks like they're really strong; they should be number one this year."
He picked up the camera and looked through it, his tone tinged with regret.
"What do we do now? Go back?"
Editor-in-Chief Sun picked up a bottle of water, handed it to Xiao Yu, and shook his head.
"Let's not go back, let's wait and see, maybe there'll be a surprise!"
"What's the surprise?" Xiao Yu took the water, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.
What surprises could there be in the third round of auditions for the Beijing Film Academy? They've reported on the art exam results before; it's pretty much the same every year.
Editor-in-Chief Sun chuckled inwardly.
Yesterday afternoon, the company suddenly arranged an interview: the third audition for the Beijing Film Academy.
This morning, he was complaining in his office, "Why are you running entertainment news instead of current affairs?"
Their company always focuses on current events and rarely pays attention to entertainment news.
But when he saw the person from before, he changed his mind.
He had seen that person at the company; a few days ago, he had eaten with two of the company's bosses in the cafeteria.
Their body shapes and mask styles are exactly the same.
At that moment, he understood!
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Wang Zian waited here for a long time before finally hearing the sound of people preparing to enter.
The test takers quickly finished their interviews and ran over.
"Aren't you nervous?" Wang Zian asked with a smile.
Zhou Ye shook his head with an embarrassed smile, "There's nothing I can do, it's an interview schedule arranged by our agency! I didn't intend to take on so many, but they ended up scheduling three for me."
"Alright, get ready to go in!"
The groups were randomly selected this time.
The senior student stood at the school gate with the list in hand, calling out numbers one by one. Those whose numbers were called went to their corresponding groups to report.
The staff called Zhou Ye's name; her group was the seventh. She took two steps forward and glanced back at him. Then the staff called Wang Zi'an's name; he was also in the seventh group.
Upon hearing that their names were in the same group, a look of surprise suddenly flashed in her almond-shaped eyes.
Neither of them spoke, but Zhou Ye couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.
They followed the senior student who was guiding them into the examination building. It was the same corridor, and the same familiar smell of heating and disinfectant mixed together.
The seventh group was assigned to a waiting room to wait, with Wang Zian and Zhou Ye sitting in the last row.
After waiting for a long time in the waiting area, it was finally their group's turn to enter.
Even more fortunately, it was the same exam room for the second round of tests, and some of the teachers there were acquaintances.
Wang Jinsong, Dean Wang, was also there.
Sitting next to him was someone even more familiar, a star student, Yang Mi.
Yang Mi was dressed in a black outfit, which made her look less aloof; however, her face was incredibly eye-catching.
When Zhou Ye saw Yang Mi, his eyes were still somewhat excited.
She secretly tugged at Wang Zian's sleeve, gestured with her chin toward Yang Mi, and silently moved her lips.
Wang Zian glanced at it casually before looking away.
This person seems to have been famous for quite a while!
Wang Jinsong, however, raised his head and his gaze swept over the group of candidates, lingering on Wang Zian for about half a second.
Then a very subtle, meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Yang Mi noticed where Wang Jinsong's gaze was directed.
She looked in that direction and saw Wang Zian standing at the back of the group, and her eyes lit up.
She turned her head slightly and asked Wang Jinsong something in a low voice.
Wang Jinsong did not answer, but the smile on his lips deepened a little.
Attention all candidates!
The examiner sitting on the far left stood up, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and began to read out the examination rules.
She introduced herself as He Xuanlin, the deputy examiner for the event, her voice booming and echoing throughout the auditorium.
"This exam will last two hours and consist of three parts: talent showcase, recitation of lines, and a short skit based on a given theme. This exam will use a single-elimination format for each section. The following are the disciplinary requirements..."
After listening to the rules, Wang Zian silently summarized them in his mind: it was similar to the re-examination, but with more content and stricter requirements.
We've entered the real screening stage.
The talent show and the recitation were combined. Each person first performed a talent, and then a line of dialogue was drawn on the spot for recitation.
Wang Zian's Tai Chi sword was not lent this time. Wang Jinsong somehow found out about the retest and had someone prepare a sword on the stage in advance.
The sword is a regular performance sword, but at least I don't have to borrow it from others anymore.
He went up and performed for a while, his movements as fluid and graceful as during the retest.
Yang Mi's gaze towards him held an added layer of meaning.
During the script reading segment, Wang Zian drew a 200-word news broadcast script.
Compared to the movie monologues, drama lines, and poems drawn by other candidates, the news release was the easiest to read.
Fortunately, Prince An was articulate and had a good memory. He memorized the lines after watching them once, and then all he had to do was imitate the announcer's voice.
After listening to his explanation, Wang Jinsong simply nodded and let him leave.
Next up is Zhou Ye.
She didn't have the opportunity to dance; she simply imitated the teacher's movements.
However, when it came to drawing lines, she wasn't as lucky as Wang Zian; she drew a three-minute movie monologue.
When the staff handed her the piece of paper, Zhou Ye's expression only froze for a moment before she took it.
She stood in the center of the stage, took a deep breath, and then began.
Her monologue is about a woman waiting in the rain for someone who will never come back.
As she read, her eyes began to redden.
It wasn't the kind of redness that comes from eye drops; it was genuine emotion.
Her voice swayed slightly on one word, but she quickly regained her composure.
Wang Zian watched her from the waiting area and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
A hint of satisfaction appeared in Wang Jinsong's eyes, which had been steady the moment before.
I reckon Zhou Ye is alright.
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