Lin'an No. 1 Middle School, Class 7, Grade 3.

Tonight, all classes in the school will hold a New Year's Day party, so evening self-study has been cancelled.

Class leaders arranged classes from the afternoon after school, surrounded the desks in three circles inside and outside, and left a clearing space in the middle, which was used as a stage for students who signed up for the performance to display their talents.

The welcome spring covers the classroom windows, walls and blackboards are also covered with festive greetings and blessings.

Every class is filled with a festive atmosphere. Only on the blackboard behind the high school classroom, the reminder for the college entrance examination sprint is still there, reminding the senior high school party to always remember that the two days that determine life and destiny are not far away.

The New Year's Day party started at 19:30. When it was a few minutes away, Chen Zi'ang, Dai Shuai and another best friend Yu Wen came in slowly, and he was carrying a guitar on his back.

Chen Zi'ang and Dai Shuai are not students on campus, but sometimes they go to play basketball after school in the afternoon and don't go home. After playing, they will have dinner in the school cafeteria. After eating, they will go to the dormitory where they live in the campus to take a shower.

Because I have to take a shower from time to time, Chen Zi'ang and Dai Shuai also specially left a set of changing clothes for the rest of the warmth.

Yu Wen is gentle and has a weak physique and doesn't play basketball much, but he has a skill that Chen Zi'ang and Dai Shuai envied - the top student.

This top student has never fallen out of the top three in the school since the first year of high school.

If this type of talent performs normally in the college entrance examination, he can apply to almost any university in the country.

It is also fate that poor students can get along with top students.

When I was in my first year of high school, Yu Wen somehow offended a young master of high school. During the holiday, he was blocked by the other party and four people at the school gate.

Chen Zi'ang and Dai Shuai came out and met. The same class came out and they were saved without saying a word.

But it was not without a price. Both sides made an appointment to the riverside and fought with bare hands, but Chen Zi'ang won a tragic victory.

Yu Wen can't fight and can't help at all. Chen Zi'ang and Dai Shuai competed with each other, and each had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Since then, the relationship between the three has been strong until now.

"Zi'ang is sharp."

"The artist is here."

"Guitar master."

Seeing Chen Zi'ang and three others coming in, some classmates greeted him with a smile. Chen Zi'ang had a show tonight and played the guitar and sang.

Some students are not interested in Chen Zi'ang's talent and think that he is not doing his job properly.

Is he going to make a living by singing in the future? His singing is not so good.

Do you think he will become an actor in the future? He is not as handsome as a handsome man.

Anyway, it doesn't feel like he's going to make a comeback.

As for writing songs, it is even more of a joke. Many classmates have heard him sing the songs he wrote, and they want to dance awkwardly, which is so awkward.

If you don’t know that Chen Zi'ang is going to apply for an art school, his talents will still shock ordinary students. But once you know that his goals are so high, everyone will feel that it is not enough to see them.

Let’s not talk about whether he can pass the art exam. People think it’s impossible to pass the cultural exam. His grades are too bad. There is still some hope for taking a public junior college, so you don’t have to think about it if you want to do it.

For art colleges, such as Beijing Film Academy, and candidates who pass the major examination of the drama, film and television director (editing direction), the cultural test scores must reach more than 70% of the undergraduate line in the province where the candidates are located (inclusive).

The performance major (performance direction) requires a low point. Candidates who pass the professional examination must have a cultural examination score of more than 45% of the undergraduate line in the province where the candidates are located (inclusive).

These majors are still accepted on a merit basis. Students cannot be admitted after reaching the score line. Other candidates have better grades and reaching the score line. Those with low scores can only fail.

The performance major has relatively low score requirements, and Chen Zi'ang had planned to apply for the performance major before.

But now, he changed his mind and changed his original master's idea.

"Damn, brother, my dear brother, I report to the acting major. We may not be able to pass the exam. You also have to apply for the director major with higher score requirements. Either you are crazy or I am crazy." While sitting in the corner chatting, Dai Shuai almost knelt down when he learned Chen Zi'ang's temporary decision.

"The director can get in touch with more beautiful stars." Chen Zi'ang whispered.

Dai Shuai was about to cry: "The premise is that you can pass the exam first. I know the director is in charge of the power, the problem is..."

Chen Zi'ang was convinced by this best friend and wanted to get into the entertainment industry to find a female artist to be a girlfriend.

Before the party started, some nearby students were a little surprised when they heard the chat between Chen Zi'ang and Dai Shuai. Chen Zi'ang wanted to take the director major?

It's really crazy. According to his previous test scores, the public junior college line is very bare, and the director major is... It is said that if you want to pass the exam, you can't even think about it if you can't get the second batch of undergraduate line scores.

Being too ambitious and whimsical.

This is what a classmate said to Chen Zi'ang in private. This person is not capable and is so arrogant. People who are engaged in art are all crazy.

The class New Year's Day party began, and the two student hosts each held microphones and walked into the "stage" center to host the party in a good manner.

The students held their own party and another class. The programs are basically singing and performing non-original sketches or crosstalk. There is nothing to watch. Some programs are being held, and the students below eat and drink and whisper.

Some even got up and left their seats and went out, took a few turns before coming back.

Chen Zi's brow frowned slightly. When the classmates were performing the show, others ignored him, which was a very disrespectful act.

For a moment, he felt that it was wrong for the original owner to sign up for the show.

If you want to practice courage and accumulate experience, you don’t use it in such an occasion.

Going to the bar to accumulate stage experience and earn money is the right way. Regardless of whether the guests below you appreciate it or not, I have made all the money anyway.

After waiting for almost an hour, Chen Zi'ang's program finally arrived.

The female host is a girl who serves as the class art committee member. When she called Chen Zi'ang to come on stage, she specifically said two words were heavy: talented.

Chen Zi'ang found it particularly harsh, which is ironic.

However, thinking about the original owner of this body, he is indeed a little unaware of himself. If you like to write songs, just write them. If you have nothing to do, you can sing them to your classmates. Everyone knows what to do.

If it is well written, then that's fine. The problem is that Chen Zi'ang searched the songs written by the original owner in his memory, Emma couldn't bear to look at them.

"Well, I play and sing myself, or I write my own songs." Chen Zi'ang sat in the "center of the stage", holding the guitar, and said cheekily.

The classmates cheered and applauded.

But Chen Zi'ang, who had been in the martial arts world for many years in his previous life, could feel many emotions, contempt, disdain, and ridicule from their cheers and eyes...

Only Dai Shuai and Yu Wen sincerely applaud and support. For Dai Shuai, no matter how good or bad the song is, it is amazing to be able to write.

As for Yu Wen, although he did not express his expectations and welcome to the song Chen Zi'ang was about to sing, he was sincere because the person who wanted to play and sing himself was a friend he admired, and he had many shining points that he did not have.

In the venue, Chen Zi'ang held the guitar and cleared his throat, then raised his head and glanced across a corner.

The girl in the corner has a slim figure and a beautiful face. She is one of the best beauties in Lin'an No. 1 Middle School.

After 0.3 seconds of eyes, she and Chen Zi'ang avoided it, with cold eyes and calm expressions.
Chapter completed!