Chapter 105 Beijing Film Academy Enrollment
After class, Li Changhe was preparing to play ball with Lao Tao and others when suddenly a classmate came over.

"Changhe, Teacher Dong wants you to go to the office."

"it is good!"

After listening to this, Li Changhe turned and walked towards the department’s office.

Nowadays, there is a shortage of housing at Peking University, and many teachers do not have their own offices.

The Department of Political Economy has only one office, which is the daily affairs office of the department. Dong Wenjun and another teacher work there on a daily basis.

Whenever there is any matter in the Department of Political Science and Economics, students are asked to handle various matters in this office.

Li Changhe quickly arrived at the office door, which was open.

"Report, Teacher Dong, you are looking for me?"

Li Changhe stood at the door and shouted at Dong Wenjun.

Dong Wenjun waved at him: "Changhe, come in."

After Li Changhe went in, Dong Wenjun looked at him and shook his head.

"You, I thought you were a stable person in school, but I never thought you were also a restless person."

Li Changhe was a little confused when he heard what Dong Wenjun said.

He didn't quite understand why such a random sentence came out.

"Teacher Dong, please explain this more clearly. I don't understand anything."

Li Changhe defended himself to Dong Wenjun.

Dong Wenjun glanced at him and said, "The foreign affairs department came to the school today to ask about you."

Upon hearing this, Li Changhe said thoughtfully, "Are you talking about the incident at the Jingcheng Hotel?"

"What else could it be?"

"Look at you, you came to the Jingcheng Hotel for no reason and even taught people to learn foreign languages, you."

When the foreign affairs department came to the school in the morning to ask him about Li Changhe, he was shocked.

I almost thought Li Changhe had done something wrong.

After careful questioning, I found out that it was a false alarm. This student actually had the audacity to go to the Capital Hotel to practice foreign languages ​​and also provide training for others.

Fortunately, the people from the foreign affairs department only conducted a simple investigation to see some of Li Changhe’s daily thoughts.

After asking some questions, he left.

After they left, Dong Wenjun called Li Changhe over.

Li Changhe smiled and said, "I just want to be close for convenience. I thought I could kill two birds with one stone and save myself the trouble of running back and forth every weekend."

"I thought that they must have English needs at the Jingcheng Hotel, so I could go and help them. I could also find a place to rest and maybe even have a meal. It's a great deal."

Li Changhe spread out his hands and pretended to be innocent.

"You just gave us a scare. In the future, it's better to report this kind of thing to the school in advance. Forget it, let's not do it in advance. It's best not to do this kind of thing."

Dong Wenjun shook his head helplessly.

"Teacher Dong, have you reviewed my review? You may not know that there are many kinds of restaurants in the Jingcheng Hotel, including Chinese and Western restaurants."

Li Changhe asked with a smile, mainly because he wanted to know the result.

"Go, go, go back to the dormitory and study. How would I know the outcome of the Foreign Affairs Department's affairs?"

Dong Wenjun angrily drove Li Changhe away.

Li Changhe left reluctantly.

After Li Changhe left, Dong Wenjun turned to another teacher in the office and said, "This kid is not here to practice speaking, I think he is here for the restaurant."

Teacher Wang, who was sitting opposite Dong Wenjun, smiled and said, "It's normal for young people to like to eat good food."

"I heard that Li Changhe and his team have set up a food improvement team. When they have nothing to do, they will go to the Changzheng Canteen outside the school for a bite to eat. This guy has money to spend on writing articles. Besides, I think it's good to go to the Jingcheng Hotel to see the world."

"I can see that the students of this level have a strong sense of mission. Just wait and see, they will make more trouble in the future!" Dong Wenjun said with emotion, shaking his head.

Students of the Class of 77 are valued not only by the school but also by the country.

I heard that there are several new research groups, and they are planning to recruit new students from Peking University and Tsinghua University to help.

This is a research team investigating national policies. A group of freshmen can participate in it. What a concept!
Dong Wenjun could see that once graduated, these people would definitely have a bright future.

On the other side, after Li Changhe left, he was thinking about something.

There will probably be no problem going to Beijing Hotel by myself.

Because if there really is a problem, Teacher Dong will definitely point it out to him, because the foreign affairs department will directly reject it at the school and give him a warning or something like that.

Since this is not the case, it means that the other party has probably passed the investigation.

He can go to the Capital Hotel again this weekend.

On the other side, in the Health Research Institute under Union Hospital, Zhu Lin was reading a newspaper out of boredom.

She was nominally a researcher at the institute, but in reality she did not have that high a level of medical expertise.

Many people in the institute also knew that Zhu Lin was transferred in through connections, and she was also a student.

So the attitude towards her is probably similar to that of providing her with goodwill but not assigning her any important work.

So Zhu Lin had a very free time in the research institute, doing all kinds of idle work. The core research tasks were not assigned to her, and of course she would not take them on.

After finishing her odd jobs every day, she had nothing to do, so she sat there bored and could only read the newspaper.

Then Zhu Lin saw a piece of news on the fourth page of the Beijing Daily.

“Talk about the enrollment of art schools this year.”

Zhu Lin saw the title and then read it carefully.

The following is the attachment for this year's recruitment brochure of Beijing Film Academy.

When Zhu Lin saw this, an idea came to his mind. He took a piece of paper and a pen from the side and started to write it down.

A total of five majors are admitted: Performance, Photography, Fine Arts, Recording, and Directing!
Among these, except for the directing major which requires under 26 years old, the age requirements for the other four majors are all under 22 years old.

In addition, there is a two-year acting teacher training class, and the age limit is relaxed to 36 years old.

To put it bluntly, this is not an undergraduate batch and is not much different from her previous studies.

Zhu Lin then looked at the recruitment requirements and began to think.

In terms of assessment requirements, being an actor is the easiest for her.

Because actors are assessed on recitation, singing, and body movements.

This was not difficult for her. After all, she had been in the art troupe for five years and many of them were basic skills.

But her age was far beyond the requirement, more than three years older than the admission requirement.

Then Zhu Lin also understood why Li Changhe told her that she could apply for the directing major.

Because in terms of the assessment requirements, first of all, her age meets the requirements.

Secondly, the director's assessment criteria overlap with those of the actors to some extent, for example, they also require recitation and skit performances.

The only difference is that during the professional re-examination, there are additional exclusive assessments such as film analysis.

Another requirement was that students were not allowed to get married while in school, and Zhu Lin felt that he fully met the requirements.

She definitely won't get married while she's in school, after all, she's already been married.

The only thought now is whether to jump out of the health system.

Should I continue to be a Buddha worshipped here, or take a chance and change my life direction?
Zhu Lin sat there, lost in thought.

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