Jinling Station.

Huang Zheng waved goodbye to them.

"He's a little crazy, he has applied for so many schools, can he pass the exam?" Looking at Huang Zheng's back out of the station, Xiaoqiong shook her head and said.

For the rest of the journey, Qin Fan endured Xiaoqiong, a curious bird, and couldn't touch Qin Fan's bottom to the fullest. Although it is a little annoying, but after thinking about it, having a chattering female companion also offsets the loneliness of the journey.

"I'm really similar to Shen Bing?" Qin Fan asked.

Xiaoqiong looked at it carefully again and shook her head: "At first glance, it is very similar, but Shen Bing's student spirit is stronger, you are like a little rascal, not like a student." ”

"You like him very much?" Qin Fan teased.

Xiaoqiong said abruptly: "I like it, but he is like wood." ”

Qin Fan smiled secretly, which is wood, he was frightened by her, enthusiastic and bold, most of the boys in the class were discouraged, and they all preferred meek and soft girls.

At the sound of the train, two men and women who were sleepy woke up. Out of the south exit of the new bus station, I struggled to squeeze into the dilapidated starting bus in the crowd.

"Why are there so many people?" Xiaoqiong was squeezed and hung on Qin Fan's body, muttering in a low voice. This is also the first impression that most people have when they come here.

Standing and stopping like a snail, and finally stopped near Huashan Road, the two hurriedly reported to the school first, and there was no beautiful school gate in later generations, but there were white board black characters hanging on the door, just like China and the United States.

The campus has not changed for decades, and it is still green grass, many trees, and western-style buildings. Most of the people who come in and out are students, and there are several long queues in front of a western-style building, which are candidates of various majors, and the most beautiful are the men and women who apply for the acting department.

Xiaoqiong looked at the candidates in the acting department, pouted: "You look like that, you still take the acting test?" and then poked Qin Fan in front of her: "You look so weak, you don't look good." ”

Qin Fan replied angrily: "If you want to say it, just talk about yourself, don't talk about me." Looking at the long queue, Qin Fan felt that he had made a mistake, knowing that only two people were recruited from their province to go to the play, and (one of them was still commissioned) There were about 1,000 people who came to apply for the exam.

Whether it was to relive the journey of the art exam, or for other reasons, Qin Fan didn't know what he was doing.

"Where are we staying?" asked Xiaoqiong, who came out after reporting for duty. Looking at the candidates who are pressed by the black, they also know that the hotels and guest houses near the school are estimated to be full, and it is better to ask in the nearby residential areas if you spend time going to those places.

There are many candidates who have this idea with Qin Fan, and they asked a few of them, and most of them have rented out for a short time. Finally, one family had a very crappy room, but only one person could sleep.

"You stay here. Qin Fan said.

"What about you?" asked Xiaoqiong.

"I see that there is a bathhouse at the mouth of the alley in front of me, I can rest there, and I can take a bath, and the car is a little squeezed. Qin Fan knew that the place where he lived couldn't be too far from the school, otherwise, doing the bus would make people urinate urgently, Qin Fan made such a mistake in his previous life, and when he arrived at the examination room, he was already more than twenty minutes late, and he was almost canceled from the exam, but under the pitying eyes of the invigilator, he ended the exam hastily.

"Is this okay?" asked the landlord as she turned her head.

"Come to the race, come to the race. The elderly landlord also understood Xiaoqiong's slightly accented Mandarin.

After arranging everything, before she could take a breath, Xiaoqiong proposed again: "There is still time in the afternoon, let's go to the Bund to have a look." ”

Qin Fan was not interested, the construction of Pudong was still on paper, and he only looked at the buildings during the concession and the turbid Huangpu River, not to mention that the Oriental Pearl was still in the minds of some people.

couldn't resist Xiaoqiong's enthusiasm, so she had to cheer up and sit on a stuffy bus along Yan'an Road to the Bund.

"Hey, you're going to have fun, too. The tall and handsome young man came forward to greet him warmly. There were three or four other men and women around him.

"Who are you? Xiaoqiong asked with a roll of her eyes.

"In the play, I met you, get to know you, Zhou Jie, who is also here for the exam. Zhou Jie enthusiastically wanted to shake hands with Xiaoqiong, completely ignoring Qin Fan's existence.

Xiaoqiong quickly withdrew her hand, Zhou Jie didn't feel embarrassed at all, and continued: "Tsk, you are so beautiful, why don't you take the acting department?"

"Don't scare the little girl. The beautiful girl behind Zhou Jie said with a mouthful of Beijing films. And to him Nunu mouth, as if he had only seen Qin Fan at this time, he stretched out his hand and introduced himself again: "Zhou Jie of Xi'an." ”

"Qin Fan. Qin Fan shook it lightly and said indifferently. I know that this guy was hacked very badly for a period of time in the later life, and I don't know what the girl called Xinru thought.

"It's a pity, you both should take the acting exam. Zhou Jie still regretted it.

"Are you stupid, they have to take the test, don't you have two more competitors?" the pretty girl sneered.

After speaking, he generously stretched out his hand and introduced himself: "Eighty-seven's drama." ”

Qin Fan's heart moved, shook his hand and asked, "Is Ma Xiaoqing from your class still in school?"

Ji Xue was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "Do you know her? But it's not strange to think about it, Ma Xiaoqing made a lot of films when she entered the school, maybe the big boy in front of her was her fan.

After getting to know each other, Ji Xue shook her head secretly, and internally heard that the admission quota for this year's stage art major has been determined.

Most of the people on the Bund are outsiders, and locals hardly come here.

"How old are you?" asked Ji Xue, during the conversation, Qin Fan gave her the feeling that she didn't look like a person from a small place at all, nor did she look like a boy of his age.

"I'm eighteen. Qin Fan replied with a smile.

Ji Xue looked at him suspiciously, this is more mature than some people in the crew, and he has been delusional to be an uncle several times.

Zhou Jie and Xiaoqiong in front of them chatted enthusiastically.

"You're not jealous?" said Ji Xue with a smile, observing him with flashing eyes.

Qin Fan shrugged: "It's not a child, just say a few words." ”

Ji Xue covered her mouth and smiled: "It's fun." ”

A few people went to the Bund and Nanjing Road, except for Qin Fan's little money, those few didn't have much money on them.

"It's still comfortable here. Qin Fan soaked in the pool of the bathhouse, and the hot water soaked away the exhaustion all over his body. Women shopping is not something that men can endure.

Zhou Jie, who fell at the end, became a difficult brother with Qin Fan.

At the door, Xiaoqiong, who had wet hair, shouted at the top of her voice: "Qin Fan, Qin Fan, I'll go back first, I'll wait for you tomorrow!"

The uncles and uncles in the bathhouse learned to speak to Xiaoqiong, pinched their throats and laughed: "I'll wait for you." ”

"A bunch of old people are not serious!" Qin Fan scolded with a smile.

On the first day of the first test, thousands of people were brushed off, and there were only 100 people who entered the retest, to Qin Fan's surprise, Xiaoqiong also entered the retest, and everything was going on as it appeared. Only the people in the circle know that they are just accompanying the exam.

After the interview, the two hurried to the train station. Because the test center set up by the Chinese workers in Jinling Art Institute on the second day only has one day to receive the registration of candidates.

When he was about to leave, Qin Fan felt in a trance that Wanqing was still here.

Night. Two o'clock in the morning.

The train stops at the Jinling platform.