Night store

  Looking at Huang Bo's disbelieving expression, Ye Su Meng was serious for a moment.

  "It turns out that this is also a message I accidentally got, this year the performance department has an additional two-year college-level performance dubbing class, and as long as you can take the entrance exam for this dubbing class, it counts as being a student of Kyoto Film Academy, and you will have the qualification to attend classes in the performance department."

  This is a conclusion reached by Ye Sumang after rational analysis. What he said about this dubbing class can only be considered as high vocational, but it is very in line with Huang Bo's current actual situation.

  "So does that mean I still have a chance?" Huang Bo asked nervously after suddenly receiving the news. The series of blows he had just received made it hard for him to believe he could still get into this college.

  "Of course, unless you don't want to take the exam, because taking this kind of vocational class is still quite easy, and at worst, you can spend some money to get in for sure."

  Finally confirmed the fact, Huang Bo's body suddenly swept away the depressed atmosphere, his whole body trembled for a moment, and in an instant, he had a feeling of surviving a disaster.

  There is still hope, and as long as there is hope, that's all that matters to Huang Bo. You should know that just now when he found out the exam results were really bad, he almost cried.

  "Get ready properly, after all, there's only one class."

  Looking at Huang Bo's silly appearance, Ye Su Mang still kindly reminded him: "There are professional books about dubbing near the school. The dubbing class will only start after all regular department exams are over. You'd better take a good look at these books during this period."

  "Ah! You little stinker, of course I understand! Haha!"

  From standing still in a daze at the beginning to being overjoyed with a big smile on his face, Huang Bo felt that his emotions during this period of time were like a roller coaster, going up and down, and he had a feeling as if his heart was about to stop beating. In his excitement, he burst out laughing and slapped Ye Su Mang's back heavily.

  "Huang brother, if you keep hitting me like that, I'll fall apart!" Ye Sumang smiled wryly and dodged Huang Bo's hand as it came at him again.

  "Haha, sorry, sorry, I'm too excited inside." Huang Bo rubbed his hands together, apologizing with a sheepish expression, but still wearing an ecstatic smile on his face.

  "I can understand." Ye Sumang rubbed her shoulders slightly and said casually.

  It was just Ye Sumang's unintentional three words that made Huang Bo instantly regard Ye Sumang as a friend, feeling that this guy's approach to life was simply too much in line with his own tastes.

  Not only does he have a good appearance, but also has talent. Unlike other examinees who are arrogant, he is mature and steady beyond his age. If he really enters this college in the future, I'm afraid that this person will be one of his few friends.

  Moved by this, Huang Bo repeatedly thanked him and urged him to exchange phone numbers with Ye Sumang, not wanting to cut off their relationship like this.

  "Yeh, this name is a bit awkward to call, I'll just call you Yehzi instead. Do you have some free time? As you can see, I don't know anything about this stuff, would you be able to accompany me to pick out a few books?" After exchanging phone numbers, Huang Bo thought of his own cultural level and asked Ye Su Mang with some embarrassment.

  "Alright, no problem. There's a bookstore nearby, I'll go with you." Ye Sumang, who had just acquired extraordinary memory power, also wanted to check out some books at the bookstore, so he readily agreed to Huang Bo's request.

  Huang Bo was even more moved, feeling that this little brother was really too kind, and immediately promoted Ye Sumang to a higher level in his heart.

  The two spent the whole afternoon in the bookstore, with Ye Sumang constantly flipping through the books on the shelves, almost at a glance. However, he remembered the content of each book vividly and truly understood its meaning. Occasionally, he also helped Huang Bo with some key points for his homework, which was extremely easy for Ye Sumang now.

  When Ye Sumang and Huang Bo came out of the bookstore, it was already evening. Thinking that he still had script things to do, Ye Sumang refused Huang Bo's invitation and hurried back home.

  The house is still empty, as the old man has been getting busier and busier lately, so he's been coming home later and later. As one of the most senior directors in the factory, and also a representative of the workers, he has to soothe the emotions of the workers who haven't received their wages, while thinking of ways to help the factory make profits - it's like hitting his head against a wall, suffering at home.

  The factory's children are not living up to expectations, those big-bellied leaders all seem to be holding onto the idea of just getting by, the small film city's tourism is booming, but they won't put out a single penny to invest in filming movies, it's making the entire film factory almost become a tourist base.

  Ye Su Mang didn't know that those leaders also had their own difficulties. It's not that the leaders were unwilling to spend money, but since the country abolished the contract policy, the films produced by the factory itself in the past two years have indeed made the film studio suffer. Although many movies have won honors, none of them have been able to make money for the film studio, and this relationship with only pay and no return has also led the film studio's finances into crisis.

  No wonder, the directors in the factory are all art fans, and their years of habit have made them take awards as the first element of making movies, and they don't care about box office at all.

  This didn't happen, when the country really weaned off film studios, no one went to buy these unsellable films. And this already grown 'giant baby' could only howl without financial support.

  Unfortunately, no matter how you cry, even if you cry out 108 kinds of flowers, the reality is that there are no film distributors and theaters willing to buy and show your films.

  Ye Sumang glanced at the time and found that it was already 10 o'clock in the evening, her grandfather had not returned yet, presumably he would be working overtime again. Ye Sumang didn't feel like cooking either, so she thought of going out to buy some bread and ham to fill her stomach.

  Just as Ye Sumang had just put on her coat, a burst of inspiration suddenly swept over her mind.

  Evening, supermarket.

  A few keywords suddenly awakened the inspiration in Yeshu Mang's mind, and a movie script that only required one scene, no major investment in actors, and no special effects quickly took shape in his mind.

  Inspiration has arrived, Ye Sumang immediately fell into a state of work, he couldn't wait to create it and give it to his grandfather, he believed that this film would definitely alleviate his grandfather's burning anxiety.