No one knew what Mr. Zhou said to Ye Wan. All we knew was that when the old man and the young man walked out of the office, one felt very relieved, while the other felt hopeless.

It was break time when Ye Wan returned to the classroom.

In the second half of the junior year, most of the students signed with companies and went to various places to film.

Some have discovered new goals during the past two years of study. Some have gone to the drama theater to perform, and some have continued their studies.

There were only a dozen people in the classroom.

When he saw Ye Wan, he became warm again.

"Sister Wan, I watched Liang Gong Ci last night. Although you haven't appeared yet, just based on the images and rhythm presented in those two episodes, it is definitely a hit drama. Congratulations in advance, Sister Wan!"

"Thank you, thank you. Let's work hard together!"

"Sister Wan, has the next drama been decided? Is it a TV series or a movie?"

"Still reading the book."

"Sister Wan, if you become rich and powerful, please remember to help us if you have the chance!"

"What a coincidence! I came here just for this matter."

With just a few words, the atmosphere in the classroom reached a climax.

The friendship between classmates is not something that ordinary people can compare to, not to mention that every student in the Performance Department of Imperial Film Academy has superb acting skills.

What is lacking is just an opportunity.

And Ye Wan came with an olive branch.

The bell rang and the old professor came in, and the classroom was already bustling with activity.

At noon, Ye Wan went straight to the second canteen. After preparing two meals, Ji Chengming appeared at the door of the canteen. After looking around for a few times, he ran over and sat opposite Ye Wan.

In the freshman entrance examination, Ye Wan, Ji Chengming and Jiang Ke'er filmed a short play against school bullying, and each of them got an A.

In the following two years, Ye Wan attended classes in the Department of Acting while also attending various classes in the Department of Directing, Department of Photography, etc. All the notes of the Department of Directing were shared with her by Ji Chengming.

Ji Chengming took the food that Ye Wan pushed over without hesitation, and said with a smile while breaking the chopsticks: "Sister Wan, please tell me what I need!"

"I have a notebook..."

???

Ji Chengming was stunned. "Sister Wan, isn't the graduation project due next year?"

"I plan to submit my graduation works for the directing and photography departments this year, and for the film and acting departments next year. I have to stagger them. If I put them all in next year, it will be too tiring!"

The braised lion head in the second canteen still tastes the same.

Ye Wan ate with satisfaction, then looked at Ji Chengming who was dumbfounded, and said with a smile: "Why, you are reluctant to graduate?"

It’s not that I’m reluctant.

Didn't even dare to think about it? In the hundred-year history of Imperial Film Academy, there were some who skipped grades to complete their coursework and graduated early, but Ji Chengming never thought that he could be one of them.

Looking at the smiling girl in front of him, Ji Chengming came back to his senses, "Thank you, Sister Wan!"

"Thank me for what?"

Ye Wan laughed, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Sister Wan, who wrote the script?"

"I write."

"!!! If I'm not mistaken, you are the investor and the lead actor, right?"

"There is no lead actor. My expectation is that, apart from an investor, there will be you as the director, me as the assistant director, and the two of us as the cinematographers. That's it."

"…So, where's the movie?"

"A documentary. If antiques could talk."

!!!

Ji Chengming's eyes suddenly lit up.

(End of this chapter)