Fang Jing made good time and finished class just after finishing the song Senbonzakura. When he heard the bell, he shook off the sweat from his palms and went to the toilet.
He has never been afraid of being on stage, even in front of tens of thousands of people, but now he is on tenterhooks.
"I don't know what Teacher Xu's reaction would be if he knew I was standing here." Thinking of this, Fang Jing shook his head and smiled, "I should be happy."
Teaching and educating people is what Xu Li likes to do the most. She told Fang Jing before that she would study hard in the future and pass the normal school exam. Not only would she be able to help others, her life would be very meaningful.
A few minutes later, Fang Jing washed his hands and returned to the classroom. He thought that students from other classes would leave, but he didn't expect that there were more and more people. It used to be more than two hundred, but now the corridor is full.
Looking at his junior students who were eyeing him eagerly, Fu Xiaotang didn't dare to leave his position, for fear that he would lose it if he left.
"Classmate, please give way. Which class are you in? Don't you need to go to class?"
"Teacher Fang, we are here to take your class."
"There are only over fifty people in my class, how can there be so many? Are you from the same building here?"
"If you are not in this class, hurry up and go to class, don't make trouble!" Yue Jing and several teachers began to drive away the students, "Do you want to fail the class?"
"Kaifeng Feng, why are you squatting down, thinking I can't see you? Organize the students to go back to class. I will call their names later, and there will be one less person to invite their parents."
"Xia Qi, take your class and leave. You have already attended a class, which is quite interesting."
Several teachers stood up and led the people away. After a while, the corridor was cleared, and most of the large classroom was empty. The rest were all students from the same class.
"Teacher Fang, please continue." At the door, Yue Jing came back with a smile and sat in the first row by the door, "I'm sorry for making you laugh."
Fang Jing...
Yue Jing is a teacher, he can't chase people away, forget it, just sit down.
"Squad leader, where is your roll call?"
"Here it is!"
Of course, the name of the attraction is not to check the students' attendance. Each elective course has credits. He is giving extra points to the students. He thinks it is to compensate for not attending classes for more than half a year.
"I was very busy before, filming a movie, and I didn't have time to attend the school courses I promised. I'm sorry, I want to say sorry to everyone."
"Everyone who chooses my course will get full marks. Students who have been absent before don't worry. It's the last class. I'll see you all next semester. I also wish you a Happy New Year in advance."
"Teacher, do you have any New Year gifts? For example, signed photos, group photos, etc."
"I don't have any autographed photos." Fang Jing laughed, "I can take a group photo, but it's not a gift. How about this, my movie will be released on New Year's Day, can you please watch the movie?"
Operation Red Sea is placed in the Lunar New Year slot and will be released in one month, so Nanjing has already started promoting it.
"Thank you, teacher. Teacher, will you still teach our class next semester?"
Hearing this, everyone stared at Fang Jing. If they knew what he would teach next semester, everyone could choose courses in advance.
After thinking for a while, Fang Jing said: "I don't know about this. It depends on the school's arrangements, but it should be an elective course."
Teacher Ke Ren comes to class every day, but he definitely can't come. There are so many things going on in the company, and sometimes a movie can take three to five months.
"Your class will graduate next June. This should be our last class. If we have to teach it, it may also be your juniors."
"Ah~" When Fang Jing said this, many people showed disappointed expressions.
"There is no feast that lasts forever. I am just a scenery on the road of your life. Don't be disappointed. There are better ones ahead."
"I just got the textbook, and I didn't prepare any lessons before. I'm a bit sorry for everyone. Let's just talk about dreams in this lesson."
"Teacher, I want to be an actor, do you think I can do it?" Fu Xiaotang said with a smile.
"You can't!" Fang Jing shook his head, "Being an actor is hard work. It requires not only strength, but also good luck and support from noble people."
"There are millions of extras in the top ten film and television bases in China. Every year, graduates from major film and television schools are like crucian carp crossing the river. Handsome guys and beauties are in great demand. They need acting skills and good looks, but there are not many who can stand out."
"Teacher, but I really like playing the guzheng for others. In the future, you said that if we held a concert with thousands of people, wouldn't it be cool if I wore Hanfu and had a guzheng for each person on stage?"
"Hahaha!"
Many people in the class laughed when they heard Fu Xiaotang's dream.
"Teacher, my dream is also to make a movie and feel like an actor."
The speaker was Duan Qingxue. She and Fu Xiaotang were roommates. The two had often talked about their dreams of becoming actors, and even secretly shot short videos on their mobile phones.
Seeing the serious look in their eyes, Fang Jing couldn't bear to attack them. How can actors be so good, especially actresses?
If your family is rich and powerful, you can praise yourself, but if you have no money and no power, it will be difficult to get ahead. Wu Jing has also said in public before that girls are not suitable for being in the entertainment industry.
This is not empty talk, this industry is in deep water.
"If you really want to be an actor, you can follow the adults to Hengdian during the holidays. The background actors are very simple."
A background actor who doesn't show his face doesn't have as many roles as a waiter who has one line.
"But I want to be the protagonist. It would be best if it is a musical movie, where many musical instruments can appear, and everyone can show off their talents. Don't you think it's interesting to compete with Chinese and Western musical instruments?"
Fang Jing:……
Do these students have too little homework now? They have to be the protagonist and decide the type of movie. Even Nortel Chinese Drama students dare not think like this.
Unless you are like Jingtian, who brings money to join the team and is an investor father, with double salary, the director has to look at your face and film whatever you want, as long as you are happy.
As long as you have enough money, it won't be a problem for the superstars to support you.
"Well, classmate Fu Xiaotang, making a movie requires a lot of money. The investors usually decide what content to shoot and what actors to use, followed by the producer, director, and assistant director."
"That is to say, to realize your dream, you must first be an investor."
"How much?" Fu Xiaotang tried to ask. If she could scrape together 35,000 yuan, she would have to ask her parents for 108,000 yuan.
Fang Jing smiled. He was really a new born calf. He picked up the chalk and listed the movie expenses on the blackboard.
"In the final analysis, it all depends on your lineup. For a small-budget online movie, it's three to four million. If the scene is big and it requires a lot of stars and props, then that's not the number. It has to be at least ten times higher."
Seeing the number Fang Jing cited, Fu Xiaotang's face turned pale. Her small budget was not enough for the crew's lunch, so she said unwillingly: "Teacher, how much will it cost if you star in it?"
"I?"
There was no immediate answer. Fang Jing thought about it for a while. He was now a super first-line star and had good development in music, film and television. After comprehensive consideration, he gave a conservative number.
"If it's a supporting role in a movie, it would be 40 million, and the leading role would have to be an additional 10 to 20 million."
More than 40 million, the students in the class were shocked by this salary. How had students of 17 or 18 years old heard of such a huge amount of money?
Yue Jing counted on her fingers. She taught in a school and had to go without eating or drinking for about seven hundred years to be able to earn the salary of a movie with Fang Jing.
For those who earn hundreds of millions per TV series, she probably started working during the time of Qin Shihuang, and now she can almost match their half-year income.
If you compare goods, you will be thrown away; if you compare people with others, you will die.
Smiling, Fang Jing said: "But I also read the script. If the script is good, the price will be reduced. If the script is not good, I won't act."