Zhou Yan frowned slightly, thinking of this event made him angry.
At the end of last semester, he participated in the composition competition held in the city and won the first prize. Not only did he add luster to the school, but he also got a bonus of 1,000 yuan. The teacher said that the award ceremony will be held this semester.
Last night, during self-study, Zhou Yanqing fell into a drowsy sleep. He only heard the homeroom teacher say that there is an activity in the school today, and everyone must be there.
Today he arrived at the school happily, and after standing on the playground for an hour, he learned from his classmates that a star participated in a talk show on the city TV station, and the exterior scenes were filmed in their school. Because this star had studied in Qingyang High School for a year in high school, and had a deep friendship with this school.
The old headmaster attached great importance to this program and thought it was an excellent opportunity to promote the school's excellent school spirit, so he fully cooperated. No, all the teachers and students in the school have been standing on the playground for nearly two hours.
The reason why Zhou Yanqing is specifically mentioned to be present is because one of the most important links in the program process is to subsidize poor students. This big star plans to subsidize all the tuition fees of 20 extremely poor students in Qingyang High School from high school to university.
Zhou Yanqing was one of the 20 extremely poor students. His parents had a bad relationship and divorced when he was young. His mother went to other places and never came back. His father was an alcoholic and addicted to gambling. He was sentenced to ten years in prison two years ago for the crime of intentional injury and is now in prison. Zhou Yanqing and his grandfather depended on each other. His grandfather was in poor health and unable to work, and he himself was a minor high school student. After the school found out about his situation, he was exempted from tuition fees, but he still had to earn his own living expenses, which was a veritable poverty. born.
"Cut, I won't go for superficiality!" Zhou Yan muttered softly.
The young man laughed, "What superficial work?"
Zhou Yanqing was full of complaints and wanted to vent, so he told the young man about the big star making a show.
After finishing speaking, he expressed his opinion again: "One movie costs millions, tens of millions. Isn't he here to sprinkle a little rain and dew on us to give some small favors to us? They make a lot of money, but in the final analysis, they are not using us for their own benefit. I don't want this kind of cheap food!"
After finishing speaking, Zhou Yanqing realized that he had slipped his tongue. He lowered his head and flipped through his exercise book, praying that the other party would not pay attention to what he said.
The young man let out an "oh" and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you one of the poor students?"
Zhou Yan clicked his tongue softly, with a look of resentment on which pot you can't open and which pot to lift. He didn't answer, but pushed the young man's elbow: "Get out of the way, I have to pack my things."
The young man got up and changed his position, and continued: "Maybe he really wants to help students from poor families?"
"Maybe, but I don't care about it." Zhou Yanqing said perfunctorily as he put his head in packing his schoolbag.
The young man tilted his head, glanced at the expression on Zhou Yanqing's face, and suddenly leaned in front of him, and asked, "Could it be that you feel ashamed because you are about to stand on the stage to receive the sympathetic gazes of the teachers and students in the school, so you want to advance?" Run away."
Zhou Yanqing's complexion darkened, and his hands paused. He is indeed poor, and he really needs help, but rather than accepting alms and receiving others' scolding eyes, he would rather go to a restaurant to help others wash dishes, and use his labor in exchange for the reward he deserves.
Zhou Yanqing is at the age when the second illness is the most serious. He has too much self-awareness, he is arrogant, feels that he is not understood, feels unfortunate, and useless self-esteem trumps everything. He turned red and glared at the young man viciously, and shouted, "None of your business!"
The young man was not angry. He sighed and stretched out his hand to rub Zhou Yanqing's sweaty hair. He said meaningfully: "Kids, study hard at the time you should study, work hard to change your destiny, and win the respect of others and the society." It's high self-esteem, don't mistake a glassy heart for self-esteem."
Zhou Yanqing, who had no father or mother and grew up like a weed like a weed, was educated for the first time, and he was still a young man no older than him.
Zhou Yanqing's hand holding the strap of the schoolbag was tightly squeezed, and his knuckles turned white. This schoolbag has been mended for four years, and the blue cotton thread twists and turns on the schoolbag like a centipede.
On weekdays, if a classmate looked at his schoolbag twice, he would howl fiercely, "What are you looking at?"
The paper self-esteem was punctured, and Zhou Yanqing had nothing to hide. The ugly patch on the schoolbag seemed to have turned into a mouth, making a mocking sound.
Zhou Yanqing did not explain, he stared at the corner of the desk silently.
Seeing Zhou Yanqing's blushing eyes, the young man was at a loss. He thought it was funny that the child was pretending to be fierce, so he teased him a few words, but made him cry without thinking.
He found two chocolates from his pocket, and carefully handed them to Zhou Yanqing: "Are you angry? Can I apologize to you?"
Zhou Yan touched the corners of his eyes lightly, stuffed his schoolbag into the drawer, and muttered, "You're right." He grabbed a piece of chocolate from the young man's hand, peeled off the outer layer of aluminum foil, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and spat it out with a "peh pee".
Only then did the young man realize that this is Hei Qiao, the kind that bitter people can shed tears. He scratched his hair embarrassedly and said, "Forget that this is Hei Qiao, I will give you sweet ones later."
Zhou Yan stuck out his tongue lightly, with an expression on his face that only a ghost would believe you.
At this time, the sound of music came from the direction of the playground. The young man glanced at the wall clock above the blackboard and shouted "Oops".
He patted Zhou Yanqing's head, and said quickly: "Brother is going to be late, so I won't chat with you." After finishing speaking, he rushed out of the classroom.
Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment before chasing after him, and shouted at his back: "You haven't told me your name yet!"
The young man turned his head, twitched his mouth, and replied with a smile: "You can find out who I am when you go to the playground!"
That smile was a bit brighter than the summer sun.
Zhou Yanqing stood at the door of the classroom, her heart beating non-stop. He hesitated for a moment, then took a step towards the playground.
Soon, Zhou Yanqing knew who that young man was.
The impoverished students standing in a row on the rostrum were waiting for the big star to award them certificates of sponsorship. Zhou Yanqing was at the end of the line. He was a little unaccustomed to receiving so much attention, so he lowered his head and looked down.
Until a pair of white sneakers appeared in his line of sight, he raised his head and met the bright smile of the young man, who stretched out his right hand: "Hello, my name is Song Yu."
Zhou Yan looked at him lightly, a little at a loss. It wasn't until Song Yu winked at him that he came back to his senses, and held the other's hand nervously, feeling warm to the touch.
Song Yu patted him on the shoulder, and said: "People walk alone most of the time, but occasionally they need the support of others."
Zhou Yanqing's Adam's apple twitched, and he nodded slightly.
When Song Yu walked away, Zhou Yanqing spread out his palms, and there were two chocolates lying in his palms, which Song Yu gave when they shook hands just now.
He peeled one and put it in his mouth, this time it was sweet.
Later, Zhou Yanqing saw this episode on TV and got to know Song Yu.
Song Yu, 25 years old, a native of City S. After graduation last year, she filmed a TV series and became famous. She is not considered a big star. The purpose of filming a TV station in City B is to promote the new TV series this year.
In this episode of the program, there is no part of supporting poor students. It only shows Song Yu visiting the Qingyang High School campus, returning to the classroom where he sat before, and experiencing the content of life in high school.
Zhou Yan watched the show lightly before he understood why Song Yu was lying on his seat that day, because that was also the seat where Song Yu had sat.
He was pleasantly surprised by such a small overlap of life.
Since then, over the years, the name Song Yu has never left Zhou Yanqing's life.
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"Ahem, are you looking stupid?"
Zhou Yan turned sideways lightly, and Monica stood beside him at some point, and he said something sorry.
Monica waved her hand: "Don't tell me, I'm just joking. After all, Mr. Song is really handsome. I've been in close contact with him for so long, and my heart still thumps."
Zhou Yan was lightly amused by her. Monica is very beautiful, with shoulder-length short chestnut hair and a small oval face. With her exaggerated expression, she is playful and cute.
Monica was dazzled by Zhou Yanqing's smiling face, and she returned to that gentle and pleasant state with red ears and said: "Brother Meng is here, I will lead you to the meeting room."
Zhou Yanqing sat in the meeting room for a while, and soon a tall man opened the door and walked in. It was the man who walked behind Song Yu just now.
He looks like a middle-aged man, but he is tall and straight, with a gentle and noble temperament on his body. In Zhou Yanqing's previous life, he read his profile on the Internet. This person is Song Yu's classmate and manager—Meng Shiping. The two have known each other for a long time, and it is said that they are as close as brothers.
Zhou Yanqing bent down and bowed: "Hello, my name is Zhou Yanqing, a student majoring in drama, film, television and literature at S City Film Academy."
Meng Shiping waved him to sit down and introduced himself. After saying a few polite words, he formally asked questions.
"You haven't graduated yet, are you just looking for an internship unit?"
"Yes."
"We don't recruit fresh graduates or interns. Work assistants have to work with the artist for a long time before they are qualified for the job. Frequent replacement is not good for the artist. But you and Mr. Song are alumni, and the two documents you attached to your resume are not good for the artist. I am very interested in this work, so I would like to chat with you face to face. Your major is completely incompatible with the position of artist assistant, why did you send us your resume?"
Zhou Yanqing brought the memories of the last two years with him, so in fact he had a lot of interview experience and could handle it easily, but at this time he was just a college student who hadn't graduated yet, and he was always thinking about how to make himself It looks both youthful and not stage fright.
He thought for a while before answering: "My job-seeking direction is film and television screenwriting. The reason why I applied for this position during the internship is that I can use this job to go to the set to fully experience the filming and production atmosphere of film and television dramas. I personally think that a good screenwriter If you want to improve your own quality, it is necessary to go to the set to study and study. If you hire me, I don’t need any salary.”
Meng Shiping lowered his eyes and smiled, seeing Zhou Yanqing's urgency to find a job.
He looked at the resume again, and he really couldn't find a single flaw, even the words were written in a handsome and unrestrained manner. He continued to ask: "If you pass the interview and the internship period, will you consider staying in our company for a long time? It is the best among all star studios, you should be very clear about Teacher Song's weight in the circle."
Zhou Yan nodded lightly: "I will seriously consider it. Of course, if our studio also signs a screenwriter, I can immediately sign a three-year labor contract."
He doesn't intend to lie, he won't give up on the path of screenwriting, he just took this path called "Song Yu" temporarily.
Meng Shiping raised his eyebrows and seemed very satisfied. He said, "To be honest, our studio is indeed considering slowly transforming into a media company, and maybe we will sign a screenwriter."
Next, Meng Shiping asked a few more questions, and Zhou Yanqing answered them seamlessly. The interview experience in the previous life came in handy a lot.
After the chat, Meng Shiping told him to go back and wait for the notification.
Zhou Yanqing came out of the conference room and quickly glanced around. Except for a cleaning lady who was cleaning the hall, there was no one there, let alone Song Yu.
He didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and walked back to the front desk.
Monica was lowering her head to organize the documents, Zhou Yanqing took out a few chocolates from her pocket and handed them to her. Monica was flattered, she thanked Zhou Yanqing and cared about Zhou Yanqing's interview situation, she said positively: "You will definitely pass!"
With a slight smile on his brows and eyes, Zhou Yan replied, "Thank you for your kind words", before walking out of the Twin Towers.
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I don't know much about the major of "Drama, Film, Television and Literature". After checking some information, if there are any mistakes or omissions, please take it as my private design for the rationality of the plot, so don't take it seriously.