"Please send your finished short films to the email address below, and we will select the ones you are satisfied with and reply.
I know some of you here have shot movies or V-films, but at this point, I think everyone is the same, so if you feel I was negligent, I'm sorry."
Zhang Bin's talk is over, it's time to leave.
Those who can stay are those who want to make this money, and there are no big names, and they have some strength.
Finally there was only one person left.
"Mr.
Zhang", the other party handed him a cigarette, but Zhang Bin refused because he didn't smoke.
"I am Wang Gui, I wonder if Master Yu is there?"
Wang Gui looked at Zhang Bin excitedly.
It was obvious that he felt that as long as Master Yu said hello, there would be nothing impossible.
Zhang Bin glanced at this person in surprise.
He thought that someone like Yu Ling would be able to come forward.
He had to be someone with some background.
However, this person gave him the impression that he was a bit slovenly, and he was dressed like a rich man.
"What's your relationship with him?"
Zhang Bin asked tentatively.
The advice Dou Sheng gave him was to try not to fall out with Yu Ling as much as possible, because the consequences might be serious.
Zhang Bin is not a person who doesn't listen to words.
If the conditions are not much different, he is certainly willing to give Yu Ling a face.
But it seems that this face is probably hard to sell.
Wang Gui rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "It's nothing.
It's just that Master Yu's mother is a girl from my hometown.
She saved her life in the early years, so when she heard that I was coming to the city, she specially said hello.
In fact, I I don’t mean to use it, but they are so enthusiastic.”
Wang Gui looked embarrassed.
In fact, he wanted to let Zhang Bin know their relationship.
I am the savior of Master Yu's mother.
If you don't give me face, you won't give face to the Yu family.
You can figure it out yourself.
"What's the number?"
Zhang Bin asked.
"Sixteen, please take care of this matter, Mr.
Zhang."
Wang Gui smiled and wanted to hand over the cigarette.
As soon as he took it out, he remembered that Zhang Bin didn't smoke, so he put it back awkwardly.
Zhang Bin deliberately took out the film due on the 16th and looked at it, and was speechless.
Wang Gui actually handed him a clip from a movie.
This was so perfunctory that Zhang Bin felt that he could not even speak of sincerity.
I really can’t afford this face.
Wang Xuewen has already gone to school.
He is a junior college student and is not in the same campus as Zhang Bin and the others.
The registration day was the 31st, so Zhang Bin went to school in the afternoon.
Wearing Nike, it’s not too eye-catching.
When there was still a traffic light before the school, Zhang Bin got out of the car and walked over.
He just carried a duffel bag and didn't even carry a school bag.
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The weather was extremely hot, so Zhang Bin walked while holding an ice cream cone and eating it.
The school stipulates that all students must live on campus, which means that each school must have a bed on campus.
Zhang Bin was assigned to Building 105, Building 12, which seemed to be on the ground floor.
There was no legendary senior, so he asked alone while reporting to the Youth League Committee and collecting daily necessities.
Seeing Zhang Bin alone, the teacher called a junior who was working in the office to help take Zhang Bin to the dormitory and help him get his things.
The senior sister is more than 1.7 meters tall, with her ponytail hanging naturally.
Looking at her walking and talking, she seems to have a crisp and clean look.
The senior's name is Mu Xun, she has a somewhat special surname.
She is the vice chairman of the Business School Student Union and the Minister of Culture and Entertainment.
She should be a talented woman.
The road outside the dormitory building is lined with various stalls.
As he struggled to shuttle inside, Mu Xun did not forget to say, "This happens every year, you will get used to it from now on."
Arriving at the doorman of Building No. 12, Zhang Bin showed his registration certificate and received a bag of supplies, which included pillows, cups, pillowcases, sheets, a straw mat, a washbasin, a small kettle and a revolutionary period cup.
This is not free, the tuition has been deducted. 105 is the first dormitory on the right after entering Unit 1.
The door was open, it was noisy inside, and it looked like there were a lot of people inside.
When someone comes in, everyone looks at them.
"Thank you, senior sister.
I'll do it myself."
Zhang Bin smiled at Mu Xun.
"Okay, I'll leave first."
Mu Xun put down the bag, put his hand on his right face and waved towards the others, leaving a cool look on his back.
Zhang Bin's bed is No. 4, which is the lower bunk of the bed on the left hand side after entering the door, which is on the left hand side near the balcony door.
Zhang Bin picked up the bag and put it on the bed without saying a word, and breathed a sigh of relief.
On his upper bunk, a buddy was already sitting, shirtless and with his shorts pulled up to his buttocks.
Seeing Zhang Bin coming over, he put his hands on the middle railing and asked Zhang Bin, "Do you want to help?"
Each bed has its name and information posted on it.
For example, there is a note on Zhang Bin's bed.
Zhang Bin, majoring in e-commerce at the Business School, a freshman in the class of 2006, and then the ID photo of his senior high school graduation photo.
In addition to Zhang Bin, there were a total of five people in the dormitory.
There were three parents standing in the dormitory.
They were in beds No. 1 and 8.
The buddy above Zhang Bin is called Zhou Ping'an.
He is a little thin, but he can be seen to be very enthusiastic.
"No need," Zhang Bin refused with a smile.
I opened the bag and found no towel.
At this time, the person on bed No. 1 next to me handed one over.
"Thank you."
Zhang Bin took the towel and used it politely.
After wiping the bed, Zhang Bin laid out the straw mat and took out the straw mat.
An unpleasant and pungent smell suddenly hit his face, almost making Zhang Bin faint.
He was speechless for a while, how could he sleep on such a strong straw mat?
"It's much better to wash it and dry it in the sun," Zhang Bin said from the shop opposite, the big man in bed No. 6, holding a large-screen game console in his hand.
Touching the soft straw mat in his hand, Zhang Bin couldn't bear it anymore, so he rolled it up and put it in the corner, turned around and left the dormitory.
When I came back, the first few parents left, and the students in bed No. 5 came with their parents.
Zhang Bin was holding a brand new bamboo mat in his hand, which he bought for twelve yuan.
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Spread it out and wipe it with a towel.
"Here, smoke a cigarette."
The parent of bed No. 5 handed Zhang Bin a cigarette, a pack of thirty-five pieces of Yellow Crane Tower.
"Thank you, I don't smoke."
Zhang Bin refused with a smile.
"Haha, okay, it's good for students not to smoke."
The parent of bed No. 5 was fat and smiled very kindly.
"Dad, don't bring those social traps to school."
Bed No. 5 is a fat man.
It must be a family inheritance.
Zhang Bin visually estimated that he was at least 160 meters tall.
The key is that he was still less than 1.7 meters tall.
"Okay, let's go first, Qiu Yun, call me if you need anything."
The name of bed No. 5 is Huang Qiuyun, a fat and willful man.
Zhang Bin skillfully installed the quilt, then folded it and placed it at his feet.
He placed the pillow and lay down directly on it.
Not long after, the last person in the dormitory arrived, bed No. 7.
Zhang Bin looked at it in surprise.
It seemed that the altitude of his dormitory was generally higher.
"Close the door," the big man in bed No. 6 yelled, and the nearest bed No. 1 obediently closed the door.
The big man took out a box of cigarettes.
Yuxi cost 20 yuan, which is pretty good here.
They handed them out next to each other.
Except for Zhang Bin and the fat man opposite, everyone else took them.
One cigarette lit up the whole dormitory and started four years of college.
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