"Beep!" The system's voice, which had not sounded for a long time, suddenly sounded,"The system construction funds have reached 80,000 for the first time. It has automatically upgraded to level 2."”
"Level 2 system. A permanent item has appeared in the item list. The system will help the host accept the scenario.”
" Swish." He didn't want to open the system at all, but the system interface automatically appeared. The item option opened automatically.
" The system has identified the host's condition…"
"Host's status: Acting: 390, Singing: 210, Sports: 307, Fame: 231。”
"Di Di…System upgrade, scan again. The host is now a C-rank celebrity and has obtained the titles 'Official Celebrity' and 'C-list Celebrity. [Hint: Fame and title are not fixed. If they fall below the standard, they will be automatically taken back by the system.]”
His gaze involuntarily fell on the props dealer. On it were potions that could permanently increase one's attributes, such as potions that added 10 points to acting, and some potions that were not at level 1, such as the " Dynamic Superman " potion, the " Comedy Master " potion, the " All Martial Arts " potion...
Wang Jun knew that these potions were props to help him get into character. Before his acting skills reached the level of Best Actor, they were quite important.
Meanwhile, the Level 1 " Best Actor Potions " had all turned gray. Wang Jun wanted to try to buy them, but he found that they could not be used.
"Warning, the host has just attempted an unresolvable request and was rejected by the system.”
Wang Jun suddenly realized that only Level 2 potions could be used at Level 2.
He looked at the price and his heart jumped.
25,000 yuan for the " Superhuman Potion "! Comedy Master Potion, 30,000! 35,000 for "All Martial Arts"!
And the most expensive " Uncrowned King " actually cost an exaggerated 50,000!
He felt that he would never use these things unless it was necessary, even though the duration had become one day. However, this doubling was too amazing!
Just as he was feeling a little disappointed, the following system notification made his mood finally warm up a little.
" Scanning host's aptitude…"
"According to our calculations, the protagonist has been under the guidance of a gold-medal director for a long time. The first stage of the talent error has been fixed.
The training function activated the second stage of training. [Note: The second stage of training will include all Asian directors.]
Furthermore, he would be taught more advanced acting knowledge and camera handling. Double the cost."
This was what gave him hope.
In the past month, he felt that his training had become slower and slower. Sometimes, he could not even get a 2 in a few days.
Only now did he know that his talent had been fully supplemented under the guidance of Zhang Yimou, Du Qifeng, and other virtual celebrities.
A portion.
However, this was only the first stage. He still remembered that when he first saw the training function, Zhang Yimou had told him that because
Due to the limitations of his talent, he would only impart the corresponding knowledge.
Recently, he felt that he could completely understand what Director Zhang meant.
Before he could finish thinking, the system's voice sounded again," Level 2 system, can train two abilities at the same time.”
"Titles of 'Official Artiste' and 'C-list Artiste' can increase the chances of being recognized on the streets and attract more fans. The latter would automatically increase the contract sum by 5%.”
"Favorable impression function activated. In the authentication function, you can now see the other party's favorability towards you. It can be used on the phone. This was to determine the authenticity of the other party's words. [Hint: This is only a reference.]
"System introduction complete. Next upgrade: 500,000 yuan."
After saying that, the system, which had always been courting death, regained its calm.
Just like that, another half a month passed. September 8th was the day Wang Jun reported to the Central Drama Academy. This opportunity was recommended by Old Merchant.
It was funny to say that Old Merchant had been dragging his feet for a year when he mentioned this matter around this time last year. It wasn't that Wang Jun had to go to the Central Drama Academy to take classes and become high-end and awesome, but he really wanted to learn something to satisfy his vanity.
Thinking of this, he remembered the girl he had met before.
Wang Jun stood at the entrance of the Central Drama Academy and stared at the school's entrance for a long time. The brown-ink gate was open, and there was an ancient eaves on the top. There were painted pillars on both sides with a sign hanging on it. There were also two little lions squatting at the door.
This place was as cramped as East Mian Hua Lane. Just by looking at it, he thought that he was going to enter a landlord's courtyard.
Looking inside from outside the door, one could not see the whole picture clearly. It was like the secretive style of an ancient family. It seemed very narrow. However, when she stepped through the door, her eyes widened. It was huge…
Alright, it was indeed very small.
It was also the same day that the new students of the 2000s entered the school.
From the five meters outside the door to the twenty meters inside the door, the line was filled with young handsome boys and girls. The Central Drama Academy didn't recruit many people every year, so the entrance was just filled. It wasn't crowded or deserted.
They were dressed as well as their faces. They loved to talk, smile, and make friends. They gathered in twos and threes. Some of them knew each other, some of them did not know each other, and some of them were familiar with each other. They could not resist the warm and careful scrutiny.
These young people were full of vitality and pride that made Chu Qing envious.
Youth was used to force people.
Wang Jun was now forced into a corner by them.
Like a pickled vegetable tank in his own corridor, he squeezed past the tufts of youth and finally found the guide sign for the advanced course.
The advanced course was different from the general admission. One had to register in advance and pay the tuition fees. The management of the students was also relaxed. Those who were willing to live on campus could stay as long as they paid the accommodation fee. Those who were unwilling to live were up to them.
"I was hit by that youth…on the waist.”
The word "lower" must be coquettishly stretched to show that you understand it very well.
Wang Jun hummed a tune from the ancient era. With his hands empty, he followed the arrow to a two-story building.
It looked like a teaching building, located in a remote corner of a remote area of the campus. Its appearance was as low-key as its location. The ancient gray walls were mottled, and even the Boston ivy was too lazy to climb up.
In front of the building was a small empty area with two tables. There was only one teacher sitting there in charge of registration and reception. Behind him was a one-meter-long banner: At the registration area of the advanced class of the performance department.
The words were pitifully small.
The teacher was a woman who looked to be in her fifties, but she looked gentle.
"Student, are you here to report?"
"Yes," Wang Jun said.
"What's your name?"
"Wang Jun."
The teacher opened the book and found his name. He looked at his ID card and asked,"Do you live on campus?"
"I'm not staying."
The teacher handed him a blue book and smiled.""Gather in the classroom on the first floor at two o'clock in the afternoon. Don't be late.”
"That's it?" Wang Jun was stunned.”
"What else do you want?" the teacher asked with a smile.”
"No." "I mean, you don't have to go through the admission procedures?" Wang Jun said.”
The teacher said," There's no need. After you pay the tuition fees, we've already registered you. Just confirm that it's you today."”
He added," It's two o'clock in the afternoon. Don't be late. I have something to tell the students."”
Wang Jun looked at the time. It was just enough time for a meal. He took the blue booklet and ran to a small restaurant outside the school. He ordered a bowl of sliced noodles and made do with it.
Speaking of which, the standard of the food and beverage industry here was much worse than that of the Film Academy.
He flipped through the book. There were tongue twisters, lines, lyrical essays, fables…There were many articles and many passages. After a quick glance, he found quite a few foreign names. It seemed that there were both domestic and foreign names, but he couldn't find the issue number. It should be the school's internal reading materials.
Alright, he simply refused to admit that this pitiful booklet was actually a teaching material.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Jun sat in the last row of the small classroom on time.
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