Zhang Yanming was not easy to refuse these two meetings, which was just a bit too pretentious.

He took the invitation letter and went to the old dean to ask for leave.

"Dean, are you in the office?"

"Come here if you have something to do."

Zhang Yanming came out of the teaching building and walked through the playground toward the office building.

In the middle, I saw some students gathered around the roadside and whispering, staring at the three people passing through the playground, and listening to some celebrity at school, it seemed that they could be famous.

Unfortunately, he spent most of his time in Shanghai and abroad since he woke up. He had never paid attention to the domestic entertainment industry, nor had he watched movies, and he did not know anyone.

That is, I know a few people who sing but have never seen them before, so I can listen to songs at home.

There are also a few stars that Zhang’s parents like, but they are already very old.

Several classmates in the same class were also there, and Zhang Yanming greeted: "Ma Rui, Zhao Meng, Wang Shaobai, what are you doing here?"

"Cheng Kun and Wang Xiaoming are back. You didn't see it, squid, that's not right."

Zhang Yanming turned his head and looked at it, and saw three backs: "What's wrong with you coming back? Who is that?"

"Cheng Kun and Wang Xiaoming, don't say you don't know."

"I really don't know, is it quite famous?"

"The two most famous students in our school are selling movies and TV series, and the biggest brand among the younger generation of domestic stars. Do you really don't know? Pretend."

"I really don't know. What's wrong with being famous? I'm not a classmate, but at most I'm a senior brother. Look at you like this, what are you doing in the future? Director? Don't they have to choose him when they make movies?"

"Tsk, you just can't eat oranges and say oranges are bitter. When you can get through until you can pick them, your hair will probably be white. It's much harder for the director to come forward than the actors. Where are we? Which studio and TV station's behind the scenes is almost done. Do you really think you can be a big director to make a movie?"

"Why don't you want to learn this? A chef who doesn't want to be a general is not a good tailor. I think you are just idle." Zhang Yanming shook his head and waved his hand to find the dean.

"Hey, don't you want to block them a few words, right? Be careful that others ignore you. I haven't seen so many people just look here."

"Nonsense, I'll go to do business. Can they go to the office building, can't I go?"

"Then do you have to go here? You are uneasy and want to eat alone."

"Why didn't you say that they went when I was going? Strange." Zhang Yanming shook his head and strode towards the office building. In an instant, all the students next to him looked over.

It is probably similar to what Ma Rui thought, and this shameless person has to get close to him.

However, in school, there are almost no one who sticks it like this and has almost no success rate. It is better to arrange a chance to fall or something.

Zhang Yanming didn't think so much, so he went to the dean's office with the invitation letter.

Ma Rui wanted to follow her, but was grabbed by Zhao Meng.

Knocking at the door, Zhang Yanming pushed the door and walked in: "Director. Uh, do you have something to do?"

By chance, Cheng Kun and Wang Xiaoming were also there, sitting on the sofa and talking to the dean.

In the film school, the boundary between students and teachers is not as clear as that of ordinary schools. Because they are famous, they always have some privileges.

Zhang Yanming really didn't expect that he would meet him here. He had come in and it was not good to leave.

"Come on, come and sit down." The old dean waved.

Zhang Yanming walked over and sat down next to the old dean, nodded and smiled at the three stars. He really didn't know him.

"Don't know?" the old dean saw it.

"Well, what, I have been abroad in recent years and I rarely pay attention to the entertainment industry. I really don't know you, so I apologize." Zhang Yanming lowered his head and apologized to several people.

It was a bit too much to say that you didn’t know each other at this time, like a slap in the face.

"You don't have time, it's normal. Let me introduce you to you. These are your senior brothers. This is Cheng Kun, this is Wang Xiaoming, this is the East China East, and there are also a few female classmates who will come back in the next few days. You will meet them when the time comes, they are all from the 96 performance class."

The old dean took over the conversation, explained to Zhang Yanming, and introduced the two parties.

"This person, named Zhang Yanming, is your junior brother, this year's director class. He became a monk halfway through. He used to do business abroad and did a very successful job. Now he has returned to China to develop.

Our college plans to build a film and television industry entrepreneurship park. The report has been posted. Yanming is the investor and will serve as the chairman of the entrepreneurship park in the future. In the future, you will be my good students."

Oh, I heard that this is a financial backer, with big and thick legs.

The three people on the opposite side lit up their eyes and enthusiastically reached out to Zhang Yanming.

"Hello, junior brother, senior brother is polite." Wang Xiaoming sat close and grabbed Zhang Yanming's hand first: "Which year is junior brother?"

"I should be a little older than you, I'm from 73 years old."

"Brother, Brother Yanming, take care of me in the future. I am Xiao Ming."

Several people laughed, and the old dean cursed with a smile: "Funny."

The four of them shook hands with each other. Even if they met each other, Zhang Yanming said: "I really don't know each other, and it's not qualified. It seems that I have to hurry up and make up for things in this area. I heard from my classmates that you are all big names."

"Brother, it's okay. We can just get to know you. Can you give me a phone number?" Wang Xiao's personality is quite funny and can adjust the atmosphere. Cheng Kun has a little face and doesn't speak much when he smiles.

Zhang Yanming took out his business card and sent one by one, and the three of them also handed over their contact information.

"What's wrong with you?" the old dean turned his head and asked Zhang Yanming.

"If you want leave, you have to go outside the customs, it's not easy to push." ​​Zhang Yanming handed over the invitation letter.

The old dean took it and opened it in his hand and looked at it: "How long does it take to participate in this?"

"It's about a week, and the commendation meeting only has one day. I'm not sure about the mobilization meeting. I guess I'm not going to leave."

The old dean laughed and returned the invitation letter to Zhang Yanming: "That's certain. If it were me, I would hold you and refuse to let go. Who would make you rich? It's also a good thing. If the country is in trouble, it's a responsibility, let alone you, a big financial supporter."

"You can do whatever you can, and you can't guarantee anything." Zhang Yanming is not Lian Xun, he is talking in his heart. You have to go through the details and then decide on it.

“Will you walk around and see?”

"Yes, go to the disaster area and see it with your own eyes, and you will have a clear idea in your heart."

"Then, assign you a homework, half an hour of documentary, personnel content, you can organize it yourself. It is not difficult to be able to use national TV, right?"

Zhang Yanming looked bitter: "Dean, how many days have I been to school? Isn't this difficult? Then what, is it counting if I spend some money to bribe the leader of the national TV?"

Several people burst into laughter.

"No, cheating is not possible." Others don't know that it's a joke, but the old dean knows that Zhang Yanming is definitely capable of doing it. He is rich.

"I don't give you any restrictions on the content, picture, direction, you can play it yourself, I will only look at the results."

"Okay." Zhang Yanming scratched his head: "The photography college needs to help solve it, no one of us knows that."

"This is not a problem. I'll send you a report on what you need. I'll help you arrange the equipment and the equipment personnel will be available for you."

"Okay, then I'll go back first and discuss with my classmates. I probably can't do this alone. There are too many places, so I may have to divide into several groups. Let's count the group homework."
Chapter completed!