my fiancée is a streamer

Wang Bin, who has a cropped cut and is wearing ripped jeans, can be seen to be in good shape after regular exercise, said sincerely.

Lu Xiangsong smiled bitterly.

"Well, you're right!" Lu Xiangsong's stomach was about to explode!

"Senior Lu, in fact, I also have some opinions about your movies."

"Director Lu..."

Ye Xuan was very happy. Originally, he had decided to accept criticism with an open mind, but he didn't expect that these students were not interested in his films, but were interested in Lu Xiangsong's films.

Spray it, spray it.

Anyway, the disgusting person is not me!

"Damn it, you bastard, look at Lu Xiangsong's smile on Sima's face, I'm so funny!"

"Hurry up and take a few more pictures, tomorrow's news is here!"

"I'm so laughing, Lu Xiangsong took the initiative to find trouble with the dog thief, and the dog thief pointed the finger at him in a few words!"

The reporters outside the door gloated and whispered while filming.

Chapter 354 Ye Xuan's writing is really good?

Lu Xiangsong wanted to leave this damned place, he regretted coming to Yanjing Film Academy to attend the Hall of Fame speech.

This kind of smile that he keeps smiling even though he is very angry is really fucked up!

On the other hand, looking at the smiling expression of Ye Xuan standing on the podium, Lu Xiangsong felt a little pain in his heart.

I know my film is not good, but Ye Xuan has to flog the corpse a second time...

Time passed quickly, Ye Xuan just stood there and didn't need to do anything, calmly listening to those students put forward their opinions and suggestions to Lu Xiangsong.

The speech was an unexpected success!

Ye Xuan didn't expect it either, but the process was extremely absurd. As the principal of Yanjing Film Academy, Liu Wenwen, he is also a highly respected figure.It happened that this highly respected figure would arrange students, and it was the female students who kidnapped themselves to give speeches.

Fortunately, the ending was perfect. Ye Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his whole body became relaxed from tense state.

"My speech is over, thank you, thank you all."

clap clap-

One after another applause appeared one after another, Liu Wenwen glanced at Ye Xuan and stood up and applauded with admiration in his eyes.

Seeing so many students majoring in acting, Ye Xuan stroked his chin and had a good idea!

The filming of "A Chinese Journey to the West" is over, and Tamron has been on vacation for several days, and Shi Kaiwen kept calling and urging him when he was in Italy, Europe.

What are we going to shoot in the next movie?

Ye Xuan had already thought about what work to shoot for his next movie, but he was hesitating, hesitating whether to disband the company and go home to retire.

With a savings of [-] million in his pocket, Ye Xuan really doesn't have any lofty ambitions, he just wants to be a salted fish.

A salted fish is also a salted fish when it turns over. If that’s the case, it’s a big deal to spend tens of millions to Shi Kaiwen, Yan Junyuan and the others have a breakup meal at most, and everyone will go back to their respective homes and find their own mothers. What a comfortable thing!

Staring at these young and immature faces, a simple and honest smile appeared on Ye Xuan's face, and he swallowed back the words he was holding back.

"Xiaoye, I think what you just said is good."

Liu Wenwen stood beside Ye Xuan with a flushed face.

"Fearing that criticism will kill the remaining self-confidence of actors and directors, I decided to record this sentence and put it in a frame behind the classroom of the Hall of Fame. You are the founder of this sentence, you write it!"

Ye Xuan: "???"

I wrote?

"Uncle Liu, stop making trouble, my handwriting...is terrible." Ye Xuan shook his head and said with a wry smile.

People must be self-aware!

Ye Xuan is such a person, he knows how ugly his handwriting is, Meng Xiaotuan even teased that writing with feet looks better than his handwriting.

Especially when Liu Wenwen asked to write it with a brush, Ye Xuan couldn't do it!

"It's okay, so what if the writing is ugly, we are not a calligraphy contest." Liu Wenwen looked at Ye Xuan with a smile, he felt that this young man was being humble again.

"That's okay, I'm laughing." Ye Xuan said bravely, took the ink-stained brush from Liu Wenwen's hand, looked at the white rice paper Ye Xuan hesitated for a few seconds, and began to write.

brush brush --

"It's finished!" Ye Xuan looked at the rice paper and smiled resentfully.

This shit, I can't help laughing when I see it, let alone others.

The corner of Liu Wenwen's mouth twitched a few times. He felt that Ye Xuan was being modest when he said that he couldn't write.

Now it seems that Ye Xuan did not lie!

"It's okay. Calligraphy needs practice. Xiaoye's calligraphy has a kind of... postmodern style to me. The font is wild, but it has a special flavor." Liu Wenwen coughed a few times and praised without conscience.

Students behind: "???"

It's really that powerful, we think that's it, but the principal has praised it, isn't it inappropriate for us not to boast?

"Yes, yes, I also think that I have practiced calligraphy for three years, and I have never seen Teacher Ye Xuan's typeface. I admire it!"

"Actually, that's it."

"Do you know what art is? Teacher Ye Xuan's calligraphy is majestic and majestic. The wildness is full of delicacy, and the delicacy is full of life that people yearn for. You don't understand art so you can't understand it. I understand art, so I see understood!"

Ye Xuan blushed when he heard this group of people take what he wrote blindly.

What the fuck?

Do I have the talent to be a calligrapher?

"Xiaotuan, my writing looks good?" Ye Xuan rubbed his nose.

"I don't understand art."

Meng Xiaotuan gave an ambiguous answer. On the surface, the writing looks very spicy, but calligraphy is something that artists should appreciate.

Correct!