Superstar starts from the Film and Television Academy

The drama club's recruiting buddy had a blank stare, and you want to join the dance club with your body? What do you do after you join? Belly dancing? It's hot to think about, okay.

"Of course, not only are there more girls in our drama club, but the quality is also the best in all the clubs, yo." That dude had no choice but to explain with a low brow when he thought of the president's request.

"Say it earlier, hurry up and get the table, this is not a blind delay, right, when can I join the club activities?"

Han Fei's forehead was in shock. This fatty, can't we have some face?

Chapter 46 - Screenwriting Club.

"Hello, Han Fei-san, I'm Yao Na, the president of the music club, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to join our music club? Your [Remembrance] was especially great, and all of us in the music club loved it." A tall, short-haired girl smiled imploringly.

"Music club?" Han Fei was in deep thought, originally he didn't count on joining these entertainment-oriented societies, but after pondering for a while, Han Fei still decided to join the music club.

Yao Na was stunned as she filled out the form and handed it over to Yao Na, who had just watched Han Fei reject several club invitations in a row, Yao Na had decided that he was a hard nail, and as a result, he just agreed?

All that prepared rhetoric and it didn't work at all? The unchallenging process washed away the otherwise deserved sense of accomplishment without any taste.

"Hey, Sister Yao Na, you're awesome, tell me how you took down Han Fei?"

"Yeah, I just watched Han Fei turn down a lot of people, but he joined as soon as you did, how did you do it? Teach us how."

Facing the ladies' adoring eyes, Yao Na managed to smile, a sudden surge of frustration in her heart, a feeling that was even worse than if she had messed things up.

"Didn't you just say that you didn't have time to participate in club activities?" Xie Buhen was also surprised that Han Fei chose to join the music club.

Han Fei puffed his chest out, "Yeah, I wasn't planning on joining either."

Okay, you win, Xie Buhen was speechless for a while.

Along the way, Han Fei suddenly discovered a very strange club, while other clubs were busy recruiting new members on all fours, this club only had one guy with glasses holding a book and looking at himself, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Han Fei swept a glance at the name of the club that was posted crookedly and got in the mood, "Hey, buddy, is your club recruiting?"

The eyed man looked up at Han Fei blankly, somewhat impatient, "It's written up there, isn't it, that you have to fill out a form to enter the club first."

"Where's the form?" Han Fei swept a glance at the clean table.

"Uh ......... You wait." The man with the glasses said buried himself in his backpack and pulled out a notebook to tear a piece of paper and handed it to Han Fei.

Xie Buchen's eyebrows furrowed, this was too child's play, clubs in the school can apply for paper from the college every year for new recruits, and printers are readily available in the college, this club seemed to have done no preparation at all, he was a little confused as to why Han Fei was biased to be interested in this club.

Han Fei didn't care and quickly filled out the basic information and handed it to the glasses man, "Senior, when can I join the club?"

Xie Buhen rolled his eyes for a while, and wondered who had just said he wouldn't be joining the club.

The man with glasses was at a loss for words, "Uh ......... Junior brother you're from the acting department, right?"

Han Fei nodded, and the glasses man trailed off, "I'm sorry junior, our screenwriting club only recruits for the directing, photography, and literature departments, and the acting department ........ With all due respect, this may be beyond your expertise."

Han Fei's eyebrows raised, "You're right, I am indeed from the Department of Acting, but I'm still capable of writing some less complicated scripts, shooting and editing videos."

The man with the glasses was surprised and looked at Han Fei carefully for a while, "You look familiar, have I seen you somewhere before?"

"Four-eyes, did you get your boy to recruit me, are you being fucking lazy again?" Suddenly a lazy voice came from below, and a "chicken coop" rose up.

"President, no, I ........" Four Eyes hurriedly explained.

Xie Buhen couldn't help but draw the corners of his mouth, "Ugh, are you sure you want to join this club?"

Han Fei was also speechless, what the hell? I originally thought this four-eyes was strange enough, but one look at this president ......... Han Fei suddenly had doubts about his decision.

"President, this student wants to join our screenwriting club, but our club is not a rule ........" Four-Eyes picked up the "chicken-head".

"What rules? Where do the rules come from? If we don't recruit enough ten people for the semester, the club is going to be banned, are you stupid?" Cockspit Head cursed.

Cockspit Head suddenly rubbed his hands and smiled at Han Fei, "Brother, don't mind this dead brain, I'm the president of the Screenwriting Club, Jia Youqian, and welcome you to join us."

"Uh ........ Don't you need an interview or something?" Han Fei was somewhat speechless as he was gripped by the chicken's head.

"Ahem, younger brother, you've actually just passed the interview with the present president, a character like yours that's according to reason and unwavering is really too suitable to be a screenwriter, you'll definitely be a top screenwriter in the future, please give the Huaxia screenwriting community a chance, as well as our screenwriting club." Jia Youqian threw his hands in excitement.

Xie Bu Chen simply didn't have eyes to see, if he didn't know that this guy was just hiding under his desk sleeping, he probably would have believed it, what screenwriting society, would it be more appropriate to change the name to Chirp Society?

Han Fei was completely speechless, "Alright, I'm in, you need to stop shaking them all to pieces."

"Ahem, Four Eyes, hurry up and give them the formalities." Jia You Qian nodded in satisfaction.

"Them?" Four Eyes looked bewildered.

Xie Buchen was directly confused and swept around to find that he and Han Fei were the only ones around.

"No........"

Jia You Qian looked sincere as he said to Xie Bu Cheng, "This student, since you're here, why don't you join us? It can't hurt to have another club."

"But, I don't have time for club activities." Xie Bu Chen declined.

"Club activities? What's that? Four Eyes, how long has it been since our club has called a club event?" Jayoukan scratched his head.

"Uh ......... It's not that you're lazy, but the last president has always had occasional club events." Four-Eyes beeped quietly.

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Han Fei and Xie Buchen hadn't gone very far when they heard Jia Youqian yawn: "Four Eyes, pack your things and go home."

Four Eyes blankly asked, "President, we're not recruiting new people?"

"Crap, isn't that full of ten people? Recruiting that many people to add to your own problems?"

"You're just afraid of trouble, aren't you?"

Returning to the dormitory, Xie Buchen took a deep look at Han Fei, "You joined the screenwriting club, you wouldn't be thinking ........"

Han Fei made a trip to the sling chair, stretched his back and smiled back at Xie Buchen, "Thinking about what? Don't forget that we're not allowed to take plays in our first year."

Xie Bu Cheng also just laughed and never spoke again.

For the next three months, Han Fei didn't miss a beat, whether it was the obscure film history or the extremely body-destroying physique lessons, for a wild roadie like Han Fei, every lesson was torment and at the same time corrected many of his misconceptions and reconstructed his knowledge of the film and television industry.

Chapter 47 - A Documentary?

"Good, there's progress, keep up the good work." Tao Yuehua patted Han Fei's shoulder and twisted out of the classroom.

Han Fei wiped the sweat from his forehead and fell to the ground without support, breathing heavily.

"Ugh, old Han, you're eating a small stove every day, the brothers look jealous ah." Jin Bo Yuan looked at Tao Yuehua's back.

Qin Ming and Xie Bu Chen also nodded their heads in deep thought, Han Fei one of them kicked them down: "Get lost, grandfather, buddies are being destroyed here, you guys are just watching the fun, but also saying sarcastic words, are you fucking human?"