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"The death of that fat student made me so depressed that I wanted to commit suicide!"

Hearing this, Ye Heng was startled with fright. He held the door handle and was ready to jump out of the car at any time.

"Fortunately, the teacher and the girl hugged each other in the end. At least at that moment, I felt better and didn't think about committing suicide."

When Ye Heng heard this, he was relieved.

"By the way, Mrs. Ye! The teacher in the movie read the part of "The Fall of the House of Usher" is also amazing!"

"When the teacher was studying, combined with the scene, I felt that I had already entered that dark, dark, silhouetted, and cloudy day."

"Especially that transition scene! The desk was overturned and the books all over the floor were scattered on the ground like autumn leaves!"

The more Zhang An said, the more excited he became.

It looked like he was on a stimulant.

And most importantly, he is still driving.

Ye Heng was sitting in the back row, but he didn't dare to say a word, for fear of provoking him and causing a car crash.

He could only mourn silently in his heart, hoping that he could arrive in Zhongxi safely and smoothly.

Ye Heng has never believed in religion in his life, but at this second, he hopes that the Jade Emperor, Jehovah, the Tathagata Buddha, Allah... can bless him for a safe journey.

Chapter 218 Different Choices

Ten minutes later, Ye Hengping safely arrived at the entrance of the Chinese Opera.

After getting off the car, Ye Heng let out a long sigh of relief.

"Damn! Still alive."

"Sure enough, my fate is up to me!"

"Miss Ye, what are you talking about?"

Zhang An, who got off the driver's seat, didn't seem to hear Ye Heng's words clearly, and asked with a blank face.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just sigh, the first-class acting schools in China are just different, they all look luxurious."

"In a luxurious school, if you can't teach good students, all the luxury is false."

Hearing this, Ye Heng nodded.

It seems that apart from a little too fanatical admiration for himself, everything else about this guy is pretty good.

"Let's go in first, the dean and the others are still waiting for you."

Ye Heng nodded, and walked in with Zhang An for a hundred years.

Along the way, many students greeted Zhang An after seeing Zhang An

But because Ye Heng was wearing sunglasses and a mask, they didn't recognize him.

After all, if Ye Heng showed his face in front of them, I am afraid that in an hour or two, the school gate of the Chinese Opera would be surrounded.

Not long after, the two entered the office, and the dean and professors looked at Ye Heng excitedly.

At this moment, Ye Heng took off his mask and sunglasses slowly, and the dean immediately reached out and shook hands with Ye Heng.

Ye Heng looked at the dean, he seemed to be in his sixties, but he still had a special aura about him.

"Miss Ye, sit down quickly."

The dean directly referred to Ye Heng as the principal. It can be seen that he still respects Ye Heng very much.

Not enough. This teacher sounded too awkward to Ye Heng.

"Well, Dean, you can call me Xiaoye instead of Teacher."

But when the dean heard it, he smiled lightly and shook his head.

"Your achievements are above ours, we should call you teacher, you don't have to restrain yourself."

"In all walks of life, whoever has the highest ability can be called a teacher."

"Your directing ability and script ability are top-notch even in the world. We should call you a teacher."

Ye Heng smiled helplessly, and had no choice but to accept the title.

And he felt that he had to get used to this title quickly, because more people might call him that in the future.

"Ms. Ye, when do you want to schedule the open class?"

The dean immediately asked, they had watched Ye Heng's lectures at Qingsong University last time on the Internet, and they were greatly inspired.

Even because of that class, they even adjusted the courses for the students of the directing department and drama, film and television literature.

Now the college requires that students majoring in these two majors must read more than 20 literary masterpieces every year.

The only pity is that they were not there last time, otherwise they would actually have many questions in their hearts that they wanted to ask Ye Heng.

Hearing what the dean said, Ye Heng thought for a while.

"For the public class, I hope it will be a day or two before I leave as much as possible."

"If it's too early in the morning, I'm afraid there will be another group of people blocking the door."

Speaking of this, Ye Heng couldn't help but think of the scene at Qingsong University, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

After hearing Ye Heng's words, everyone in the middle couldn't help laughing.

"Ms. Ye, don't worry, we are professionals in dealing with this kind of problem." A professor had a smile on his face.

Ye Heng froze for a moment, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

"Our Chinese opera has a strong control over this aspect. After all, there are some star students entering the school every year, but none of their fans have ever been able to get half a step closer to the school gate."

"You can rest assured on this point. The Chinese Opera has set up relevant regulations long ago, and it has been implemented for several years. The school gate will not be surrounded by people."

Hearing this, Ye Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

That way, he doesn't have to walk around the school wearing a mask all the time.

Wearing a mask, it is difficult to breathe.

"If that's the case, it'll be up to the students when they have time."

"I've been quite free recently."

The dean nodded, "Then how many lectures are you going to give?"

Hearing this, Ye Heng glanced at the other people present, all of them staring at Ye Heng.

If it could be decided by them, they would wish to arrange full classes for Ye Heng every day.

"Two lectures." Ye Heng said, "However, the directing department and the drama, film and literature students are separated. I will give them a lecture for each side."

Although he played well on the spot last time, Ye Heng is not sure that he will be so stable next time.

So before coming here, I have done my homework and prepared everything I need.

Hearing that Ye Heng only gave two lectures, everyone seemed a little disappointed, obviously hoping that Ye Heng could talk more.

However, if the directing department and the drama, film and television literature students speak separately, they may be able to speak in more detail, which is also a comfort.

"Okay, then we will arrange a time for you. During this period, Zhang An will accompany you. If you want to go somewhere in the capital, let him take you there."

Upon hearing this, Zhang An nodded quickly, his face full of joy.

But Ye Heng couldn't help but tremble all over.

It seems that it is safer not to go out.

After that, Zhang An brought Ye Heng to live in a single dormitory.

"Miss Ye, if you have anything to do, just tell me, and I will come over as soon as possible."

"Ok."

Ye Heng smiled and nodded, but he just talked casually.

At night, Ye Heng couldn't stay in the room, so he went to Zhongxi for a walk alone.

He purposely walked to those places where there was no attention and the line of sight was not very good.

That way you won't be recognized.

Unexpectedly, within 2 minutes of walking in, he saw two or three couples holding hands.

So in the end, he returned to the dormitory after only shopping for less than 10 minutes.

Ye Heng lay on the bed and looked out of the window through the window.

He saw a few students who had just returned from playing on the basketball court, saw a boy riding a small electric donkey with his girlfriend, and saw a few students running around while playing.

Seeing all this, Ye Heng had a helpless smile on his face.

How long has he been in college?a month?even shorter?

That period was called one of the best and freest times in his life, but he has lost it forever.

Ye Heng suddenly regretted everything he did.

He now has a lot of things, fame, money, respect, those things that others need to work hard for countless years to get, those things that others envy.

But while gaining all this, he also lost a lot.

For example, a relaxed and beautiful college era.

Perhaps if he had to choose again, Ye Heng would make a different choice.

Chapter 219 Don't Accept Criticism

The next day, the dean arranged Ye Heng's open class.

In the first three days later, I will give lectures to the students of the directing department.

In the second session in three days, I will give lectures to students of drama, film, television and literature.

And the Chinese opera special delivery spread the news.

In just a few hours, the news not only spread throughout the Chinese opera, but even once again caused an uproar on the Internet.

"Damn it! Director Ye is going to give a public class in Zhongxi! No, I have to find a way to sneak in!"

"Request to form a team to go to China Opera Tomato, 1/1w."

"Add me, it's 2/1w now."

In addition to ordinary netizens, students from several other schools couldn't help being envious and jealous.

"Dean! When can we Beijing Film Academy invite Director Ye to give a lecture!"

"People from Chinese opera can be invited! We also want to be in the opera! Ask the school leaders to give me a chance!"

When the directors of Shanghai Opera and Beijing Film Academy heard the news, they immediately got a call from Ye Heng without saying a word, and wanted to find Ye Heng to come and give the altar open class.

After all, Ye Heng now represents the most advanced film level in China and even in the world.

And they also watched the previous open class at Qingsong College.

The lecture is really good. If you can invite me to give a lecture, it should be of great help to the students.

But as soon as the call was made and the two sides explained the situation, Ye Heng immediately rejected it.

It's not that Ye Heng discriminates against the other two academies, it's just that he really doesn't have that much time.

The biggest purpose of coming to China Opera is to understand the various problems of the current domestic film industry, and the lectures are just incidental.

He is not a professional teacher either, and he is not particularly good at lecturing.

Moreover, "Old Shaolin Temple" will be released in two days, and he has to run around to promote it, and then he will almost start preparing for the next film and teaching film.

I still have to give lectures, are you too busy?

After being rejected by Ye Heng, Shangxi and Beiying had no choice but to call the old dean of the Chinese opera after a long time of contemplation, hoping to have a talk with them and let their students go to attend the lecture.

That afternoon, the deans of the three colleges sat together.

"Old Dong, let's be more accommodating." Cheng Yusheng, the director of the theater, said.

"Yeah, it's all for the children, let's accommodate it." Cheng Luo, the director of the North Cinema, continued.