He is a godly tycoon, and also a director.
With capital in his left hand and talent in his right, he becomes the uncrowned king of the entertainment circle!
A group that's not very ...
Imperial Capital Film Academy.
At the door.
Chu Wen had already made an appointment with Dean Pang, and it was set for 10 o'clock this morning.
However, what I didn't expect was that when the car drove over, there were so many people at the school gate that I couldn't get in at all. A security guard asked me to park the car in a nearby parking lot far away.
"Is today the exam day?"
Lu Hao shook his head and smiled, then asked casually.
It looks like this.
Due to the impact of the Chinese New Year period, this year's college entrance examination has been postponed, and the enrollment work of major universities has naturally been postponed accordingly.
It's almost September now. Under normal circumstances, the admission interviews of the Capital Film Academy would have been completed before June.
"Dean Pang...ah..."
Chu Wen sighed slightly and was speechless for a moment.
When she called Dean Pang before, it was originally scheduled for a few days later, but the old dean abruptly changed it to today. It seemed like it was premeditated.
The reason is, of course, very simple.
Maybe he wanted Lu Hao to show up here.
After all, there are always a lot of people attending the enrollment ceremony of the Imperial Capital Film Academy every year, and the exposure rate is very high. However, no matter how famous the freshmen are, they are definitely not as famous as Lu Hao.
Lu Hao thought of this instantly, but he didn’t mind it at all. This was a good thing.
My current status in the entertainment industry is like wifi, everyone wants to get a piece of it.
Actor, director, film company owner, president of a film association, these titles can be called Grand Slam-level, each one more important than the other.
"You go first, I'll go through the back door."
After parking the car and sitting in it, Chu Wen was silent for a moment and spoke softly, with an expression neither sad nor happy.
Here.
At this moment, she suddenly found the source of her insecurity.
Who am I to Lu Hao?
I had always said that I didn't want to get married or have a marriage certificate. At that time, I did have a strong heart and determination, and didn't care about these things at all. But why is it that after all this time, I seem to be more and more cowardly?
still……?
Like now.
If I go out with Lu Hao, I will definitely be photographed by many reporters. After all, some things cannot be put on the table.
Although Lu Hao is not afraid of scandals now, once he reaches a certain status and position, he begins to keep himself clean involuntarily.
"You went through the back door?"
"Whose backdoor?"
"Let's go, it's okay."
Lu Hao patted her hand and spoke calmly. He opened the car door and got out. Holding her hand, he walked towards one of the top film institutions in a dignified manner.
Inexplicably...
Looking at the cameras and the long lines of younger students not far away, Chu Wen felt her heart beating fast and her palms were sweating.
Really...is it really so high-profile?
Isn't that a bit too disregarding of public opinion?
Taking a deep breath, she subconsciously pulled her hand out of Lu Hao's hand. After hesitating for a moment, she still didn't dare to hold it. She just walked forward shoulder to shoulder.
Lu Hao turned to look at her and sensed the uneasy atmosphere. After thinking about it, he didn't force it. He quickened his pace a bit, staying one body length ahead of her, also intending to keep some distance.
Chu Wen's body trembled slightly, and she pursed her lips. She didn't hurry to catch up, but maintained her own pace, following behind him, like a quiet little assistant.
The two of them arrived at the gate one after the other.
Lu Hao never liked wearing sunglasses, hats or masks, and walked normally. However, some sharp-eyed entertainment reporters on both sides had already recognized him. They rushed out of the crowd, quickly took position, and inserted a microphone diagonally at a 45-degree angle.
"Mr. Lu, President Lu, can I interview you?"
A single stone caused a thousand ripples, and more and more reporters noticed the situation here. They abandoned the prospective freshmen who were filming and interviewing, and rushed over here quickly.
A few minutes later.
When Lu Hao walked to the door, almost everyone's eyes turned to this side.
Reporters, freshmen, school staff... Two security guards rushed over and barely provided protection.
"I have an appointment with Dean Pang to discuss something at ten o'clock. You have twenty minutes for the interview."
It was not yet half past nine. Lu Hao took out his cell phone and took a look at it, then said with a smile, appearing very relaxed and easy-going.
"Mr. Lu, are you here at the Film Academy today to inspect the work? Are there any new students here that have caught your eye?"
A reporter asked loudly, starting with two questions.
He even vaguely felt that Lu Hao was just there to promote someone. Perhaps one of the freshmen present had already been spotted by DreamWorks, and was very valued. Otherwise, there would be no need to create such hype.
This popularity is really explosive.
As the reporters asked questions, many freshmen, handsome boys and beautiful girls, also looked over here. After realizing Lu Hao's identity, they all felt an inexplicable tremor in their hearts, and felt numb.
Once these golden words are spoken, perhaps there will be a great future.
"Can't I just be a freshman?"
Facing the reporter's microphone, Lu Hao made a joke, which caused a burst of laughter.
Actually, it’s not that funny.
But this is the power of those in power. Every word and action carries a certain aura of magnification. If it is a little humorous, others will find it very funny.
"Mr. Lu, are there any freshmen you're particularly optimistic about this year?"
Someone else asked.
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