Chapter 99: I'm afraid that hooligans have culture.
"The movie Hacksaw Ridge..." Han Fei was watching a movie in a dark classroom while taking notes. This kind of life was actually quite pleasant. Compared with the obscure Chinese language,
This kind of course is simply a pleasure for students.
Just as he was fascinated by the message, his phone vibrated in his pocket. When Han Fei saw it, it was actually from Le Jianming, saying he was asking if he was interested in the award ceremony.
Han Fei replied jokingly: "I'd be interested if I could win a prize."
Unexpectedly, not long after, Le Jianming actually replied: "Come to the company to discuss in detail."
"Damn it, you're not kidding, are you?" Han Fei really didn't understand what Le Jianming was thinking. Was he trying to win over him?
The professor cleared his throat: "Han Fei, please tell us about the psychological journey of the male protagonist Daos."
Han Fei:..........
After class, Han Fei thought about it and decided to go. Naturally, he had to ask for leave. When Tao Yuehua heard that Han Fei was going to ask for leave, his expression suddenly became a little unkind: "Didn't the counselor tell you that there will be no students during class?"
Are you not allowed to take leave for legitimate reasons?”
"Uh... I don't know if this is a legitimate reason?" Han Fei took out WeChat.
Tao Yuehua didn't know much about Le Jianming, but she still knew Huayan's name. For a moment, she looked at Han Fei and felt something was wrong. After a while, she said seriously: "Han Fei, you meet all the conditions."
Very good. The academy is also very optimistic about your future. You have to remember that we are a film and television academy. If you have time, you should focus more on this aspect. Music can be a hobby, but the most important thing is not to put the cart before the horse.
,do you know?"
Well, this official tone was so perfect that Han Fei didn't understand whether it was allowed to leave or not: "I understand, but Teacher Tao, do you want me to go? Or don't you want me to go?"
Tao Yuehua cleared his throat: "You can still go to the award ceremony. There is no harm in seeing more. You go."
Han Fei:..........
After coming out of the college, Han Fei took a taxi and went straight to Huayan's headquarters. Not to mention that Huayan's reputation was good, the rent for a two-story office area in the Guomao CBD business district was nearly 10 million a year.
"Hey, master, you should give me the ticket." Han Fei paid and asked the driver for the receipt.
The driver tore up the ticket impatiently and muttered to himself: "You little kid, you act like you can reimburse yourself."
Along the way to the 24th floor, the lady at the front desk of Huayan stopped Han Fei: "Sir, I'm sorry, the quota for our singer audition today is already full."
The young lady had a nice smile, but the people sitting in the queue in the two rows outside were not so polite. When they saw Han Fei's appearance, they naturally regarded him as an imaginary enemy, and their eyes were piercing him like knives.
I wish I could stab him to death.
"I'm not here to take the exam." Han Fei explained helplessly.
The young lady at the front desk was still smiling, but it was obvious that she didn't believe the "little brother" in front of her.
"Then what are you here for?"
"Uh..." Han Fei: "If I said it was Le Jianming who invited me here, would you believe it?"
"Pffff~~~" The lady at the front desk covered her mouth and chuckled in a professional manner. The people in the two rows next to her who were waiting for interviews were not so reserved. They all laughed so hard that their braces almost fell off.
"Ouch, brother, you are so used to this trick, but I didn't expect you to be so nostalgic at such a young age?"
"That is to say, these tricks were used twenty years ago. Did you read them on the Internet? You weren't around at that time, right?"
Han Fei had no choice but to call Le Jianming's mobile phone: "I'm at the door of your company, and I have to ask you to pick me up. Yes, your front desk lady is very dedicated."
The laughter stopped suddenly, and then turned into naked ridicule, but at this moment, a familiar figure rushed out in a hurry. This person was You Qingsong, the music director of Huayan who was interviewing them.
His vision is well-known in the industry. As long as a song or singer is favored by him, there will be no popular song or singer.
"Okay, you did a good job, I'll take him away." You Qingsong cleared his throat and said to the young lady at the front desk.
The lady at the front desk was a little confused. She glanced at Han Fei and then at You Qingsong, as if she couldn't believe her eyes. Could it be that the call he just made was true? Was it really the Music Director on the other end of the phone? He answered
Suddenly, the lady at the front desk felt as if she was on the verge of being fired.
The singer who was waiting for the interview felt as if he had seen a ghost when he saw You Qingsong. When he looked at Han Fei again, his eyes showed an inexplicable meaning, roughly like: Is this guy the prince of Huayan?
Han Fei did not follow You Qingsong in, but took out the receipt from his pocket: "Can you pay me for this first? In addition, I haven't had lunch yet, can you please help this young lady order a takeaway for me?
?”
These singers were all shocked. What the hell? Reimbursed the fare? Ordered takeout? When did Huayan become so easy to talk to?
The muscles on both sides of You Qingsong's cheeks twitched, and he barely showed a smile, and whispered: "Of course you won't be hungry after the matter is discussed. You are already worth a million, how dare you ask us to reimburse you for this small amount of money?
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"Oh, let me make this clear. It was you who invited me here, not me who got on the pole to beg you..." Han Fei was pulled into the office by You Qingsong before he could finish his words.
, I just barely opened my mouth to call my ancestors.
"Okay, we're begging you, okay..."
When Le Jianming heard You Qingsong talk about what happened, his face became very strange. He thought that the people he had met in the industry were all kinds of strange, but Han Fei, who was as talented as he was ruthless at the same time, was really the best.
The first time I met, they all said that they were not afraid of bandits becoming bullies, but were afraid of rogues being educated. The ancients would never bully me!
"Hey, Lao Le, your painting is a bit interesting..." Han Fei entered the office and wandered around inside. This was his first time entering such a high-end office.
"Go away, don't even think about it." Le Jianming cursed in his heart that this guy's eyes are so damn poisonous. All the decorations in his office are just for show, just like Fu Baoshi's [Visiting Friends with a Piano]
Picture] is a genuine product, we need to finalize the matter quickly and get rid of this product!
Han Fei was a little confused. It was just a painting. How could it have such a big reaction?
Le Jianming came straight to the point. Han Fei finally understood why this guy was so kind. In fact, the matter was very simple. There were no good works under Huayan this year. The two songs that could be produced were both written by Han Fei, the best songwriter.
Naturally, they were unwilling to give up these two awards to their competitors, so they had no choice but to give Han Fei an advantage.
Of course, towards Le Jianming and the others, they looked like "I'm taking advantage of you."
Han Fei refused to admit it: "Actually, it doesn't matter to me if I win one or two fewer awards..."
"Don't go too far, kid. We spent a lot of money just for you to win the prize." Le Jianming said through gritted teeth.
"Ahem, actually, the main reason is that I don't have a decent dress, in case I embarrass you at the award ceremony..."
"You... ok, we'll pay for renting the dress! You kid, don't push yourself too far!"