Superstar starts from the Film and Television Academy

Han Fei was staring hard by the crowd, so he could only accosted, "I'm just joking how you guys still take it seriously."

Tao Yuehua stared at him hard, meaning: if you can't speak, don't speak, and the crowd is also almost the same expression.

This can't be said, it's obviously his copyright, and it's just that he can't get money for nothing, but he actually won't let anyone speak, it's just miserable.

The first thing that you should do is to take a look at the script and make sure that you have a good understanding of it.

The rest of the group stared at each other, and Tao Yuehua glanced at Cui Wenjing with narrowed eyes, "Ahem, you all behaved just fine this time, but don't cut your tail, you have to keep working hard next semester, don't give someone a chance to turn over a new leaf."

Cui Wenjing was so angry that her nose was crooked, but she couldn't attack yet, so she could only vent her anger on a class of students: "This holiday each person will write me a weekly film and television drama after-thoughts, the length can't be less than eight hundred words, and also, when you come back from the holiday, whoever has a problem with body management, I will let you guys lose back within a week, why are you still standing here? Is it glorious? Dismissed!"

Backstage was all that was left, two classes of students, and after a moment of stunned silence, the crowd cheered, "Vacation!"

Only a class of students look miserable, this holiday everyone's life is not easy, after-viewing is just, body management for the holiday student party is a nightmare.

The second class is cheerful, there is no comparison is no sense of achievement, in this holiday, they can be unbridled nonsense, all-nighter, think of a cool batch, there is no?

"Old Han, you kid don't run, you're going to be eaten today." Qin Ming shouted and chased after him.

The second class, except for Hu Cai Ni, basically followed suit.

Han Fei incidentally called Jia Youqian and the others together, anyway, a sheep is also put, a group of sheep is also driven, so as not to have to invite them alone when the time comes.

The second class students also met the legendary scriptwriting club.

When Jia Youqian heard that Han Fei had actually let Humana's take the script without any money, he was incredulous: "No, old Han, that's not your style."

Han Fei looked righteous: "Don't talk nonsense and ruin my reputation, don't allow me to have a heart for art," he said. Be careful I'll sue you for slander."

"Don't you dare, to say that I'd believe that another person would get in the way of the human art's face, you kid? I don't believe in beating myself to death." Jiang Qinghou laughed and scolded.

Then Qin Ming and Jin Boyuan and the others were also up in arms, and Han Fei had no choice but to tell the truth, or else these goods probably wouldn't stop until they got him down today.

"Think about it, with Humana endorsing me, am I still afraid that those drama clubs won't come to me to buy a license?"

It's true when people think about it, they're envious in their hearts while vocalizing against Han Fei, alas, that's human nature!

The first thing that I want to do is to tell you that I'm not going to be able to do anything about it, and I'm not going to do anything about it. How about taking the money out for whoever is in trouble, and giving it back until you have plenty on hand?"

The other students in the second class were envious, not to mention the money, at least this felt good, although the money was not necessarily spent on themselves.

The way Zhang Yue looked at Han Fei's eyes penetrated an inexplicable taste, this deal seemed like he was losing out, but it was actually Han Fei taking a hot potato out of the equation, and with just a few words, the cohesion of the small team had risen to an extremely high level.

Even if the money is too much for most people to use, as long as this fund exists and helps those in need, everyone will be indebted to Han Fei.

Secondly, although the main plot of Donkey's Water is Han Fei's idea, but after all, it's the crystallization of the teamwork between the scriptwriting agency and the drama team, the money Han Fei himself took, most people probably won't have any objections, but what if someone is uncomfortable and can't say it? This will sow a seed of trouble for the small team, which may explode at some point, and it's best not to use it to test human nature when profit is involved.

In the face of heavy profits, Han Fei was able to remain calm and refuse temptation, such a person was either a mere literary youth, or was extremely ambitious, and this money was simply not in his eyes.

According to Han Fei's style, he's obviously not a literary youth, so it's only the latter, Zhang Yue inevitably thought carefully, if Han Fei is really as she imagined, then it's too scary, once he enters the entertainment circle in the future should stir up a storm, right?

"That's a good proposal, Old Han, it's still you kid who's thoughtful." Jia Youqian raised his hands in favor, anyway, he is not short of money, before three million just need him to sign a letter to get to the hand, not also said to give up on it?

Jiang Qinghou drank heavily and his tongue was a bit knotted: "Yes, I'll raise my hands in support!"

But to Han Fei's frustration, the crowd drank him another round of wine after agreeing to his proposal, led by Jia You Qian.

Before he got drunk, Han Fei cursed and said, "Old Jia, if you bastard dares to give me a big bed room again, I'll have to hammer you to death!"

.........

The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the hotel bed, it's a standard room with a double bed, but the thing that makes him help his forehead is that there is a lady's handbag on the bed next door, the bathroom seems to have someone in the shower, and the hissing sound of the shower water dripping on the tiles is rising and falling.

Han Fei was just about to get dressed to get up and flee the scene, as a result, the bathroom door opened, and what was introduced to the eye was a pair of slender ....... legs.

It was actually Zhang Yue, but of course, she was wrapped in a towel, so there wasn't much to look at except for her fair limbs and exquisite collarbones.

"How is it? Nice body, right?" Zhang Yue threw a teasing glance at Han Fei.

Han Fei gritted his teeth and said, "You should know the consequences of doing that."

Zhang Yue laughed and just sat on the bed and picked up the lipstick and applied it to the makeup mirror, seemingly satisfied with the color of the lipstick, smiling proudly with a side face, "What? Do you want me to be responsible?"

Han Fei made a move to pounce, but Zhang Yue immediately screamed like a frightened rabbit and dodged to the side.

"It looks like you're not so open-minded, either." Hanfei laughed.

"Rascal." Zhang Yue squared up, "However, if you agree to be my boyfriend, it's not like we can't try dating."

But Han Fei sighed and shook his head, getting back on his bed and starting to change his clothes, "Alas, let's forget it, with you, I don't know how many brain cells will die every day, a smart woman will make a man very stressed."

Zhang Yue disdainfully left her mouth: "That's a man's excuse for his incompetence."

Han Fei shrugged his shoulders and didn't argue, instead he asked, "By the way, how did we get a room?"

"It's not you yet, saying that you won't let boys share a room with you, ugh, you won't be ........." Zhang Yue smile gradually evil.

"You think too much, are all the girls nowadays so filthy?" Han Fei didn't have the good sense to change his clothes and leave the hotel room.

Chapter 84: If you have nothing to worry about, it's a good time to be on earth.

He went back to his dorm room to pack up his things to go home, learning from last year's experience, Han Fei also learned his lesson, no matter what, go home for two days first and say it again, or else Dong Jie will say that he was out of tune all day and didn't even go home.

The traffic in the capital is so desperate that it can't be solved by a car, or else Han Fei would have taken his driving test long ago.

When he returned home, Han Fei had the vested feeling of finally arriving at the foot of the Spirit Mountain after experiencing 9981 difficulties.

When she heard the noise outside the door, Dong Jie quickly put down her soup spoon and sat on the living room sofa to apply a mask, holding her feet up in a relaxed manner.

Han Xiao crossed his legs and pretended to read the newspaper as if nothing had happened.

"I'm fat here!" Han Fei felt refreshed when he walked in the door, and there was nothing more pleasant than staying at home on a hot day with the air conditioning on.

"Uh, don't you guys have to work today?" Han Fei was a little confused.

Dong Jie was dumbfounded by the question, a sinful little hand quietly pinched the soft flesh of her husband's waist, Han Xiao bared her teeth in pain and quickly cleared her throat, "That what, it happens to be my turn to go on vacation with your mother today."

"Oh." Han Fei nodded and was just about to return to his room to put his luggage away when he suddenly smelled the smell of something burning: "This who's cooking won't catch fire, right?"

"Huh? My braised ribs!" Dong Jie suddenly shouted, her mask snapping to the floor, and didn't have time to pay attention to it, running into the kitchen.

"Hey, Old Han, don't pretend, that's all last year's newspaper, what's there to see." Han Fei rolled his eyes for a while, this couple was too childish, right?

Han Xiao turned it over and realized he'd been fooled, when Han Fei had already slipped into the room.

"This brat, it's obviously last month's newspaper."

At the dining table, Dong Jie looked at her son who was wolfing down his food and felt a sudden distress: "Look at this kid, what do you guys usually eat in the cafeteria ah? Slow down, there's more in the pot."