My girlfriend is from the future!

Chapter 160 I Can Be Better
The film academy is very lively today, because the school celebration and the welcome party are held at the same time, so the scale is bigger than before. Some media friends came to the scene early to prepare for interviews and reports.

Since the afternoon, star alumni who have become famous abroad have returned to the campus one after another, which made the entire entrance of the Film Academy besieged. A media accreditation is required for admission.

Of course, this is not the most ridiculous thing. At the entrance of the school theater leading to the venue where the party will be held, the school even has a red carpet. Freshmen, celebrities, teachers, and school leaders all leave in different time slots. It's already set up in a row, and those who don't know think it's an awards show for a film festival.

As soon as He Tianran returned to school, he received a call from his instructor, Sun Ze.

"Naturally, where are you? Let me know the director class. Don't forget the assembly time in the afternoon. Remember to wear the T-shirts issued by the school. If you don't wear them, you won't be allowed to enter the venue, you know?"

"I know Brother Sun, don't worry about such an important matter, I told them all about it."

It is the practice of film schools to give freshmen clothing with the school LOGO, usually three pieces, one summer T-shirt, one autumn coat, and one winter down jacket.

Because these clothes are often worn by celebrity alumni, inexplicably, they have become half-limited trendy brands in the past two years. A T-shirt has been sold for more than 500 online, and a down jacket has soared to more than 1000. Of course, if you just want to buy something expensive It's not that expensive to imitate clothing, and the quality is even better.

"That's okay... By the way, I heard from the classmate in charge of the party that you and Wen Liang just made a speech, put on a show, and didn't do any work, right? Well, what a pity, look at other people's art department The representatives of the freshmen, who are thinking about ideas in different ways every day, only a few days ago have completely decided on what to perform, so at least one of you learns directing and the other learns acting, so you really just go through the motions and end it?"

When He Tianran heard this, he immediately became overwhelmed. When is it? Are you still thinking about working?
Last time, I planned to have a dialogue with Wen Liang, but who knew that something would happen, and now it's time to go on stage, neither of them has formally rehearsed, but fortunately, they are speaking, and the script is written down Not a big problem.

"Brother Sun, we are all pragmatic people, and we don't fix those fancy things."

"Hehe, I think you two just want to be lazy and don't pay attention to school activities at all!"

Sun Ze put on the airs of a counselor on the phone and preached a few words, and then he still cared:

"Naturally, your parents really won't come? The school has arranged seats for the parents of your freshmen, and you are the freshman representative of the director department. It's a pity that your family doesn't come to see it at such an important moment."

He Ranran was silent for two seconds, and said with a smile:
"My dad is a businessman. He's busy. It doesn't matter. Brother Sun, do you have anything else to say?"

Sun Ze knew about the situation at He Tianran's house, so he jokingly comforted him:
"It's gone. Be good at night. If your father doesn't come, I'll take that seat for your brother."

"Hahaha, Brother Sun, you have taken advantage of me so much that I have nothing to say, so that's it, hang up."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, He Tianran sighed.

Since the Spring Festival, the father and son He Panshan and He Tianran have not been in contact with each other. He Tianran's admission letter was sent directly to the rental house, and he did everything by himself on the day of registration and payment of tuition fees. Usually, he would chat with the housekeeper, Wang Ma, about his current life, but it was limited to this. If he hadn't occasionally seen news about He Panshan and Shanhai Group on the Internet, he would have almost forgotten that he had a father.

He Tianran has never thought of himself as a rich second generation, because just when he was supposed to enjoy the extravagant life of other rich second generations, his parents divorced, his father married a younger one, and brought along an unlucky younger brother along the way. The one who is stronger than himself in every way.

And even if he didn't have this problem, he was born in a wealthy family, his parents often quarreled, and He Tianran was extremely introverted. He couldn't say a word every day except playing games, so how could he please his parents?

Although He Tianran has changed a lot now, the indifferent attitude towards family affection in his bones still exists.

Putting aside these thoughts, the time came to the evening.

The school drama theater is the largest theater in the Film Academy. Generally, only the graduation dramas of the senior acting department, or some mature dramas will be used for school performances. Students of other ages can only go to the small theater if they want to go on stage. It is commonly known as the "black box".

In the drama theater, freshmen from various departments entered the arena one after another. He Tianran and his director department followed closely behind all the beauties from the acting department. The boy paid special attention to the expressions of the old students, and couldn't help but be amazed. This is like a group of people who are engaged in art. Unlike my group of stunned youths, military training started yelling when they saw girls from the acting department.

These seniors turned a blind eye to the newly recruited junior girls one by one, sitting upright like a gentleman, which was admirable.

It’s normal to think about it, but it’s another kind of pain to stay in the crowd of beauties all day long. Boys who are engaged in art, especially boys from key art colleges, seem to have this kind of special ability. After two years of college, they lose part of their instinct for the opposite sex. reaction, because they have seen so many beauties that this has become their daily routine.

Even though it is an art school, this kind of meeting is dull as usual. According to the tradition of welcoming new students in film schools in the past, after this kind of meeting is over, some popular films or unreleased preview films will be shown. The welcome event was jointly organized, so the movie watching session was replaced with a party program.

After a long speech by the leader, the party officially began. He Tianran, as the representative of the freshmen, came backstage early to wait for the stage. During this period, he ushered in the first makeup in his life.

Speaking of makeup, in fact, this occasion is nothing more than grooming, brightening the complexion, and then tidying up the hairstyle. Anyway, the overall emphasis is on a clean and sunny appearance, showing the full mental state of a contemporary college student.

"Hey senior, why didn't the acting girl who appeared with me come?"

In the dressing room, He Tianran looked around, but he never found Wen Liang.

"I don't know. I'm not the one who puts on all of your freshman representatives. I heard that there is a recitation program for the freshmen of this year's acting department. She must have gone to the waiting area."

"Ah, I hope, I won't be embarrassed when I go on stage alone."

He Tianran pretended to be relaxed and joked. Now there are many big names sitting in the audience. I heard that CCTV's movie channel will also report on the celebration of the film academy. As one of the freshmen representatives, he will definitely be on camera. It is no doubt that he is not nervous It's just kidding.

"It's okay, junior, you have a very good temperament. When I first saw you coming to put on makeup, I thought you were from the acting department."

The senior who was putting on makeup patted the boy's shoulder with both hands, whether it was a polite word or something from the bottom of her heart, He Tianran smiled modestly as a thank you, got up and walked out of the dressing room.

The waiting area was very large, and He Tianran found a remote place to sit down, silently memorizing the speech scripts he had already mastered by heart.

Actors and behind-the-scenes staff who were about to go on stage hurriedly passed by him, and there was noise and applause from the other side of the stage.

It's just that he seems to be a little uncomfortable with such an occasion.

Ever since he was a child, He Tianran was not a child that was favored by others. He had many negative labels on him, such as "dead house", "secondary illness", "dark monster", "weak batch", "boring chicken", Even the nickname "Brother Tianran", which is often talked about by people now, was derogatory a year ago.

He spent a year exercising, studying, and breaking time into pieces for a year. In this way, the labels on his body were torn off one by one by himself. The girl who was in love with him has now become his girlfriend, and he has become the one the boys in the school envy the most. His deeds, even the teachers who don't know him in the school, have a good impression of this child's "future can be expected". .

And all these changes started from a high school welcome party.

That year, a boy with low self-esteem and sensitivity came onto the stage with his head down and a guitar.

At that time, there was an angel-like back in front of him, and she came to him with a whole body of brilliance, dispelling all the darkness in the world.

After a lapse of one year, the boy no longer has low self-esteem, he can handle with ease in the lively crowd, and can also become the center of everyone's attention...

However, without that back figure, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

"He Tianran, Wen Liang, get ready, it's your turn to take the stage soon."

With a loud shout, He Ranran's wandering thoughts were interrupted, and he walked towards the entrance passage, from which he could see that the show on the stage had come to an end.

"Where's Wen Liang?"

The senior who was in charge of arranging admission looked nervous, because there was no one around He Tianran.

"I do not know……"

"To!"

With a clear voice, He Tianran slowly turned his head.

Not far away, a familiar girl appeared in the field of vision. She seemed to be wearing a simple campus T-shirt before she had time to put on makeup. Her hair, which was already long, was cut short to her shoulders. It was strange, she was obviously running , some beads of sweat even appeared on her forehead and stained her hair, but in the eyes of the boy, her movements were extremely slow, so slow that the boy could hear the throbbing in his heart.

It turned out that he would still be moved by her running towards him like this.

The place in the boy's heart that belongs to her has always been there.

He Tianran suddenly regretted it. He didn't regret his decision to leave that night...

He just regretted that he failed to prepare better for this party, and he should show all his changed appearances to complete the collaboration between the two of them.

Because this represents the end of the relationship between the two.

Wen Liang ran to He Tianran's side, bent down, put his hands on his knees, and said out of breath:

"It's here, it's here, luckily I caught up..."

"Where did you go?" Seeing Wen Liang's appearance, the senior working behind the scenes couldn't bear to scold him too much.

Wen Liang straightened up, and begged for mercy: "I cut my hair, but I managed to catch up. I'm sorry, brother~"

"It's really... well, the host will ask you to come on stage later, and I will also be responsible for the reception of other students. Come on, don't be nervous."

The senior smiled and shook his head, encouraged him to leave a sentence, and left alone.

In the passage, only these two boys and girls were left.

The two silently watched the lively performance on the stage, but their ears were surprisingly quiet.

"Wen Liang...what the hell are you..."

"Let's talk about it when it's over."

The short-haired girl jumped twice in place, which seemed to be a warm-up before going on stage.

Her hair fluttered wildly, and a familiar berry scent entered He Ranran's nose. The boy lowered his head subconsciously, and said softly:
"……sorry."

"what?"

"I... I could have been better prepared, couldn't I..."

"Snapped!"

In the passage, a crisp sound sounded, interrupting the boy's apology.

"Stand up, your hunchback is really lifeless, how many times have I told you."

Wen Liang slapped He Ranran on the back.

The boy looked at it journeyingly.

The smile on her face was as bright as ever.

(End of this chapter)