novellhall Chapter 58 Tian Xiwei is a bit reckless
Chapter 58 Tian Xiwei is a bit reckless
Wang Zian once again experienced the benefits of being handsome.
Stepping into the Shanghai Theatre Academy is indeed different from the Beijing Film Academy.
The Beijing Film Academy campus is more modern, with square teaching buildings that exude a utilitarian simplicity.
The Shanghai Theatre Academy, on the other hand, has buildings that look like they were taken directly from an old movie from the last century.
Red brick walls, gray tile roofs, ivy covering the entire wall in a dark green, leaving only square gaps at the window positions.
Some of the buildings subtly exude a Western style in their lines.
Several large camphor trees were planted in the open space between the buildings, with stone benches around them. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of camphor leaves after being dried in the sun, mixed with the sound of a piano drifting from some music room.
Wang Zian carried his camera and took pictures as he walked.
He took several pictures of the corner of a red building, and then a picture of a wooden window half-hidden by ivy.
There were quite a few people on campus. It's final exam season, and students were rushing to rehearsals and hand in assignments everywhere.
There were also quite a few pretty girls, coming out of the rehearsal building in twos and threes, wearing practice clothes with a T-shirt over them, and their faces still covered with makeup from the rehearsal.
Wang Zian strolled around, taking pictures along the way.
After walking past the corner of the Red Building, past a large old camphor tree, and standing in front of a red brick building that looked like an old teaching building, he suddenly stopped.
Not far ahead, a figure carrying a bright orange backpack was looking up and muttering something to the inconspicuous gray school building in front of him.
It was a young girl, who looked quite young. She was wearing a loose white T-shirt, light blue denim shorts, and white canvas shoes.
The head looked small, topped with a dark red tour group hat, with half of its jet-black hair peeking out from under the hat.
A cute little pig plush toy hung on the orange backpack, swaying back and forth as she shook her head.
The more I looked at Prince An, the more I felt something was wrong.
Is this girl from the Shanghai Theatre Academy?
However, the girl turned a corner and went to visit another building.
Judging from the map she was holding, she must have done her research beforehand.
Wang Zian shook his head and continued turning in another direction.
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The girl carrying the orange backpack is named Tian Xiwei.
She is a soon-to-be freshman who will be attending the Shanghai Theatre Academy this September.
To familiarize herself with her university in advance, she secretly used her savings to sign up for a three-day tour of Shanghai and came here.
On her first day in Shanghai, she made an excuse to leave the group and, relying on a map she had drawn online over several days, managed to find her way to the entrance of the Shanghai Theatre Academy on her own.
"This is it! The 'Dream of the Red Chamber' that the senior student online mentioned, the building where we had acting classes!"
Tian Xiwei stood in front of a red brick building, tilting her head back, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, a satisfied smile spreading across her face.
Tian tide blinked her big eyes, staring at the building in front of her, her smile freezing for half a second.
"It doesn't look grand at all!"
She muttered something and made a slightly disappointed note in her memo.
"Never mind, never mind, let's go check out the dance studio!"
That dance studio was a place she had been recommended countless times in forum posts. It was said to have a large floor-to-ceiling window, and when the afternoon sunlight shone in, the whole classroom was bathed in golden light, making it a hidden gem for taking photos.
Tian tide shook her head slightly, looked at the map she had drawn in her hand, and turned to walk in another direction.
"Where's the entrance to that dance studio again?"
Tian tide looked down at the map she had drawn, her steps unwavering.
She brought the paper close to her eyes, her brows furrowed slightly, her fingers tracing crooked lines, completely oblivious to the road ahead.
Wang Zian was facing away from her, squatting in the middle of the road with his camera in hand, trying to find the right angle for the fountain in front of him.
"Ouch!"
Tian Xiwei crashed into it solidly.
Her forehead collided directly with Wang Zi'an's back, causing her to stumble back several steps, the little pig doll on her orange backpack spinning in the air.
She covered her forehead, and before she even looked up, she began apologizing. "I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going!"
Wang Zian was knocked half a step forward by her bump; he instinctively held the camera to his chest to steady himself, and then turned around.
"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention!"
He subconsciously apologized, thinking that he had blocked other people's way by squatting in the middle of the road to take pictures.
Then he looked down and saw it was the girl with the backpack from before.
At this moment, she was looking up, one hand covering her forehead, her big almond-shaped eyes blinking shyly.
"Are you alright?" Wang Zian asked, putting down his camera.
Tian tide rubbed her forehead and pushed the brim of her hat a little further to the side.
"I'm fine, sorry I wasn't watching where I was going!"
She rubbed her forehead, finally shifting her gaze from her aching head to the person she had bumped into, and then her movements suddenly slowed down.
The person in front of her was a whole head taller than her, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He had a professional-looking camera hanging on his chest, and his face was illuminated by the sunlight behind him, making his brow bone and jawline stand out clearly.
So handsome!
Wang Zian shook his head: "I took the photos on the street, and the location wasn't right either. I'm sorry!"
He took his hand off the camera and carefully examined the girl in front of him.
She has a very standard oval face, a short chin, a full forehead, and round almond-shaped eyes with a lingering sense of panic and curiosity in her pupils.
His face looked somewhat youthful.
"You look familiar!" he said instinctively.
Unexpectedly, Tian Xiwei suddenly stopped rubbing her forehead.
Her fingers were still on her forehead, but her eyes had already changed.
Those round almond-shaped eyes suddenly narrowed, and an undisguised wariness appeared in their gaze.
"I know you're a handsome guy, but is this how you approach someone? That's an outdated tactic!"
"Ah~!"
Wang Zian opened her mouth, but before she could explain, she was interrupted with, "You're a student at this school, right? In the performing arts department?"
Before he could answer, Tian Xiwei continued, "Since we're both at fault, we're even! I want to ask you a question: where is the dance studio?"
How would he know where it is?
The key point is that this familiar-looking girl seems to have mistaken him for a student at this school.
"I'm just wandering around this school, I'm not a student here!" Wang Zian said directly.
Tian Xiwei looked him up and down, her gaze sliding from his face to the camera on his chest, and then back to his face.
That assessing look lasted for about two seconds, then her expression suddenly brightened. "A senior in high school?"
"I just finished the college entrance exam!"
"Really!"
She suddenly laughed, the smile spreading from the corners of her mouth to both sides, revealing two deep dimples on her cheeks, completely dispelling the interrogative aura she had just exclaimed, and making her face look sweet and soft.
"That's great!" she said with a smile. "Are you alone? If so, come along!"
"I'm all alone!"
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Tian Xiwei was even happier, thinking she had met her future classmate.
Since we're all going to school anyway, it's good to make some friends beforehand.
As she walked, she reached out and shoved her densely drawn map into Wang Zi'an's hand.
"Look, this is a map I spent several days drawing; but I can't find the dance studio no matter how hard I look. My senior sister said on the forum that it was behind the Red Building, but I've circled around here several times and still can't find it."
Tian Xiwei continued talking to herself, giving Wang Zian no chance to refute her.
Wang Zian looked at her and felt that this girl seemed a bit reckless!
They believed him without him even saying his name.