There are actually not many places for entertainment near the Beijing Film Academy. It’s the main road when you go out. It took you ten minutes to find a cafe.

The cafe is not big, and the decoration is not luxurious from Jiangshan's perspective, but there are still quite a lot of customers inside.

In the middle of winter, Jiang Shan and Ling Xue ordered a cup of hot coffee and then found a seat to sit down.

"How old is Teacher Bachang this year?" Ling Xue asked first.

Jiang Shan smiled and replied, "Freshman."

Ling Xue was not surprised at all when she heard this answer, and it was indeed as she guessed.

Young and handsome should be his adjective, and now we have to add a "golden" to it.

Among the readers of the magazine "Young Girl", there are too many new readers attracted by "Ghost Blows Out the Light".

If most of the readers’ questionnaires in the first month were related to other writers, then as the plot of "Ghost Blows Out the Light" unfolded and the story gradually reached its climax, more than 80% of the questionnaires collected were related to "Ghost Blows Out the Light" and Basing.

With such a high degree of reader viscosity and such a high topic, the editorial department of "Boys and Girls" put the publication of "Ghost Blows Out the Light" on the agenda.

The four-year copyright contract is the publisher of "Boys and Girls", compared with 6% of ordinary writers, the publisher rarely mentions the royalties of "Ghost Blows Out the Light" to 8% of writers with a certain popularity in order to win over Jiang Shan.

The first printed two 100,000 copies of "Jingjue Ancient City" and "Longling Mysterious Cave" are priced at 32 per book.

To make a simple calculation, Jiang Shan’s royalty income alone was more than 250,000.

"Teacher Bachang, this is a fan letter carefully selected by our editorial department. Come and take a look."

"Just call me Jiang Shan."

"Then Teacher Jiangshan." Ling Xue also changed her name.

After hearing what she said, Jiang Shan didn't insist anymore. He picked up a few letters from fans on the table and read them carefully.

An hour later, Jiang Shan walked out of the cafe with two sample books of "Ghost Blows Out the Light" in his hand.

With this royalty in my pocket, Jiangshan still didn't feel much real under the stimulation of the bitter cold wind.

Is he a ten thousand yuan household?

In fact, as early as 1997, the title of "10,000 yuan household" has become less valuable. The rumor was changed by the public in a timely manner to "10,000 yuan is not considered rich, but 100,000 yuan is just starting, and a million yuan is called rich."

In his previous life, Jiang Shan was alone until the 20th generation, but he had only saved hundreds of thousands of dollars and bought a house in his hometown.

There is nothing else to say, so thank you for the Tathagata Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Taishang Laojun, and Bachang who was pulled by countless time travelers!

Jiang Shan returned to school, and the youth film creation symposium was not over yet.

Hiding from the teacher, he quietly returned to his seat, Jiang Shan asked in a low voice, "Old Li, is it okay?"

"It's okay. I just finished watching my senior brother's movie, and the discussion hasn't started yet."

Li Jia answered and looked at Jiang Shan with a puzzled look on her face, "What are you doing?"

“Go out.”

When Li Jia heard her roommate's answer, she couldn't help but shake her head. He was getting less and less able to understand her roommate.

Others surpassed him in academic performance, and Li Jia still wanted to rely on the final grades to break her skills, but Li Jia had no idea of ​​comparing with the other party with a master like Jiang Shan.

The main thing is that the gap is too big!

When I was still learning to walk, I was almost at heaven.

Even if news is revealed tomorrow that Jiang Shan is directing the shooting of a TV series, he will not be surprised at all.

Well, it's too exaggerated!

It would be a bit surprising for Li Jia's little heart to really expose that news.

It was already evening when the symposium ended, and everyone did not return to the dormitory, so they discussed what to eat for dinner in the multi-functional hall of the Animation Academy.

"Lao Jiang, what are you going to have for dinner?"

"Everything is OK, whatever." Jiang Shan said casually.

In life, he has nothing to avoid. The only thing he doesn’t like is probably loofah, but in short, it’s easy to support.

Several older boys in the director class 01 talked about the interesting stories of the symposium while walking towards the school cafeteria. Jiang Shan was mixed in and found a rare feeling of youth.

The freshman's time is so carefree.

It is said that freshmen will get fat in their first academic year, especially after experiencing the high pressure of the college entrance examination, it is easier to indulge themselves in this freshman stage.

Jiang Shan himself is fine. He usually pays attention to exercise and maintains a good figure.

Li Jia and Wang Zhiyong in the same dormitory have some signs of horizontal development. It should be said that the boys in the 01 director class have gained a lot of weight to a greater extent.

In addition, when winter comes, you should eat more and eat better, which makes it easier to gain weight.

Li Jia, who was originally tall and thin, has now begun to have the style of a director.

The same trouble as the director department is also the management department next door. These two departments are the most likely to have a wide body and fat body in the Beijing Film Academy.

I saw such a student in the Film Academy, which must be the director department, and the two majors in the management department were no longer available.

Halfway through the meal, Jiang Shan's cell phone rang and looked at the caller ID, which was the landline number in his hometown.

"I'll go and answer a call."

After talking to the classmate, Jiang Shan got up and came to the canteen door and pressed the answer button.

After the winter solstice, it became darker and earlier, and the street lights on campus also lit up early.

"Xiaoshan, have you eaten?"

When Jiang Shan heard the familiar concern from his mother from the microphone, he laughed.

"Just finished eating, mom, have you eaten?"

"I just arrived home and found that there was not much vegetables in the refrigerator, so I asked your father to go downstairs to buy vegetables." Wang Lianhua asked again, "Have you eaten dumplings in the Winter Solstice?"

"I ate it, but the dumplings are not as delicious as the sauerkraut stuffing at home."

After listening to his son's rainbow fart, Wang Lianhua was in a good mood, and the fatigue of a busy day also dissipated with this sentence.

"When will your school be on vacation?"

Jiang Shan shook his head, not caring about his mother's actions, "The school has not issued a notice yet, but according to previous years' practice, half a month before the New Year?"

"Then it's actually not a few days since I calculated it. Is it easy to buy tickets?"

After hearing what my mother said, Jiang Shan really never considered the train ticket.

Train tickets during the Chinese New Year in 2001 were too difficult to buy, and scalpers and fake tickets were emerging one after another.

"Not yet, I'll go and ask tomorrow."

When Jiang Shan was talking on the phone with his family, the snow started to fall with the drizzle. Then the rain stopped. The small snowflakes floated gently like willow catkins, and then they became heavier and heavier, tighter and tighter, and the ground became white in a short while.

The students who are studying art are somewhat more emotional. Seeing that it was snowing outside, many students in the cafeteria ran out excitedly to enjoy the snow scene.

The first snow in 2001 came a little late.

Is it the end of 2001?
Chapter completed!